This scene was reflected by the old Taoist's water mirror. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhu Qingheng and Xiang Xiaoyuan were secretly surprised by the hardness of the body of the two-faced Buddha, but the old Taoist priest was satisfied: "It's time." With a finger in the air, as if opening a heavenly gate, his right arm reached into the door and disappeared in front of his eyes as if it had been cut off. Zhu Qingheng knew that he was going to meet the two-faced Buddha for a while, and said with a smile: "Then our sisters are here to wait for the victory of the Dao Changqi." ”

The old Taoist priest stood in the door, half of his body had disappeared. He turned around, and the arm that had disappeared appeared in front of Zhu and Xiang again, and said, "Lao Dao wants to borrow the Xiaoyou sword." Zhu Qingheng was reluctant at first, and then remembered that the old Taoist priest had destroyed the dust, so he picked up the sword and handed it to the Taoist priest, and said with a smile: "Taoist chief, please." ”

The old Taoist priest took the sword, drew the sword out of its sheath, and the sword body emitted a blue light in the night, and sighed: "Good sword." Then he turned and stepped through the door, and the whole person disappeared before their eyes.

For a while, all that left their ears was the sound of the river flowing, the rustling of the leaves of the forest in the wind, and the "stinging" sound of burning firewood. The insects in the woods disappeared as if they knew to be afraid. Xiang Xiaoyuan took a wooden stick to stir the bonfire, looked up at the direction where the old Taoist priest left, and muttered, "The spell is really amazing." ”

Zhu Qingheng nodded and sighed, "I hope everything goes well." If there is a next time, I don't know if there is any luck to escape......" After she said this, she immediately "bah" a few times, and continued, "It was all nonsense just now, and I can't do it accurately." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan was amused by her. Shaking his head, he said, "I'm very dizzy, go get some water to drink." ”

Walking to the river, the moonlight shone on the river, and some smooth stones on the bank of the river sparkled like jewels. There was such a tragedy upstream, but the river water here is still clear. Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't say anything in her heart, she took off her shoes and socks, and walked into the river, the river water was up to her ankles, and a small fish the thickness of her index finger swam past her instep. She plucked a lotus leaf, bent down to draw water, and saw her own shadow reflected in the river, and saw that her hair was messy, and her face was pale, except for the light in her eyes like two clusters of ghost fire. I can't help but wonder which tomb this little lady seems to have come out of the female ghost. Together, she felt a little amused and lightened by this thought.

Walking back to the shore, I saw Zhu Qingheng hanging their undried robes on wooden sticks and drying them by the fire, and when she heard her footsteps, she threw the old Taoist priest's robe over and said with a smile: "Take it and wipe it clean." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan caught the robe and said in surprise: "How good is this." ”

"He wasn't going to wear it either." Zhu Qingheng said disapprerovitically. She wrapped the rest of the chicken in lotus leaves and put it in the bag, absentmindedly and slowly tidying it up. His fingers touched a few pieces of brocade silk, and when he took it out and looked at it in the firelight, it turned out to be the sword book collected by Mrs. Xi. She unfolded it and read it, fascinated for a moment. Suddenly, I heard some noises, and someone faintly said something "It's him, it's him". I thought it was Xiang Xiaoyuan, but when I looked up, I saw that she was still playing in the water by the river. Hurriedly shouted: "Xiaoyuan, come here." While putting the sword book into the baggage and tying it.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Xiaoyuan walked over and asked.

Zhu Qingheng covered her mouth and attached it to her ear and said, "What's the sound, do you hear it?" ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan nodded, the two of them carefully beat around, and suddenly heard a soft sound of "dong", this sound was much clearer than the small sound just now, the two followed the sound and looked over, but saw that the door that the old Taoist priest left appeared out of thin air again, and then half of the old Taoist's head stuck out of the door and appeared in the air, his eyes slightly open. Zhu Qingheng and Xiang Xiaoyuan glanced at each other, and said in their hearts: "Is this a fall?" ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan was the closest, she walked over and squatted down, pushed the old Taoist priest's head with her hand, and asked, "Daoist, are you okay?" Unexpectedly, with her movements, the old Taoist's head shook and fell into Xiang Xiaoyuan's arms. Xiang Xiaoyuan sat down on the ground, stunned by the pale head in his arms, and the uneven canine tooth-like bloody wound on his neck that was separated from his body. Blood was pouring down her neck, and her arms were still up, not reacting to what was happening.

Zhu Qingheng also lost his soul when he saw this scene, his eyelids jumped, and then he saw a hand with a faint glow like white jade stretching out from the door. First round nails, then slender fingers, broad palms......

Zhu Qingheng came back to her senses at this time, she didn't have a suitable weapon in her hand, so she didn't have time to think about it now, so she directly pulled out the firewood burning in the bonfire next to her, and used the burning end to block that hand. The owner of that hand didn't seem to expect that there was someone here, and as soon as he was burned by the fire, he immediately took his hand back. As soon as the hand was withdrawn, the ripples caused by the door in the air disappeared.

Zhu Qingheng went to pull towards Xiaoyuan, and saw her looking at herself blankly, her little face was pale, and she obviously hadn't come back to her senses. Hurriedly tugging at her sleeve to pull her up, then took her hand and ran downstream. They ran along the riverbank, and they didn't know how long they ran, until Xiang Xiaoyuan tripped over a stone, and even Zhu Qingheng fell to the ground. Zhu Qingheng struggled to stand up, just in time to see the old Taoist priest's head rolling to the side from Xiang Xiaoyuan's arms, and finally entered the bushes, which were blocked by the dense leaves and disappeared.

Xiang Xiaoyuan also stared at the bushes where his head disappeared in a daze. She ran in such a hurry just now that she never remembered that she was still holding something in her arms. Now that I come back to my senses, I feel that my clothes are also covered with blood, sticky and greasy, and the smell is pungent. She had never suffered such a sin before, and she was dizzy for a moment, her body went limp, and she threw up while holding the trunk of the tree beside her.

Zhu Qingheng tore off a piece of his sleeve, soaked it in river water, and handed it to Xiang Xiaoyuan, who had already straightened up and gasped for breath. Xiang Xiaoyuan took it and wiped his cheeks, his nose was sore, and then he forced back his tears. She settled down, tried her best to smile at Zhu Qingheng, and nodded again.

"Good boy," Zhu Qingheng touched Xiang Xiaoyuan's head and said softly, "Hold on a little longer." By dawn, we'll be safe. ”

Hearing her words, Xiang Xiaoyuan's heart was sour, and he only felt that his stomach was full of grievances and surging into his heart like a tide. She knew that if she cried here, she was afraid that she would not be able to run on the road behind, so she pressed all the grievances back.

In the second half of the night, the two couldn't hold it anymore, so they climbed up the tree and rested for a while. They were afraid that the two-faced Buddha would chase after them, so they didn't dare to sleep for long, and when the day was about to dawn, they had already come down from the trees, and they walked for more than half an hour before they came out of the woods.

By this time they no longer knew where they were. At first they walked along the riverbank, but when they were halfway through the woods, the river diverged, and they chose one at random. It's still against the morning sky that they suspect that they have turned around a lot last night.

Both of them had a lot of blisters on the soles of their feet, and they were tired last night and didn't notice it, but now they are relaxed, and they feel that their bodies are sore, and they are almost unstable on their feet. They couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other's pitiful appearances.