"What then? Where did this demonic aura come from, could it be that the demonic aura of the ghost forest was overflowing? If it were true, then there would be a great calamity in the mortal world. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhao Li took out a pill from the Eight Treasure Bag steadily, "Ah Yan, you eat the Soul Purifying Pill first, the qi here is too turbid, I'm afraid your soul can't stand it." He replied: "This qi ze should not be from the ghost forest." The Ghost Forest has a natural barrier that demons can enter, but they can't come out of it to reach the mortal world. I guess there's something else at work. We still have to solve the evil spirit first, and then refine these demonic qi and put it into the refining bottle, and in time these qi can be refined. Wen Yu, you go to this group of villagers and pull them over, feed this Soul Purifying Pill, and ask what's going on. ”

Wen Yu pursed his mouth, reluctantly moved over, and after a long while, he pulled a man with a fairly handsome face over. Zhao Li pinched his mouth and fed him a Soul Purifying Pill.

The three of them waited for a while, but the villager didn't react?!

Zhao Li probed the pulse and opened the villagers' mouths again, is this elixir still in his mouth, no wonder there is no reaction.

Yun Yu took turns to pat his chest, pinch his chin, and smooth his neck, and he was affected for a long time.

Zhao Li narrowed his eyes and looked at the sweaty two, "Wen Yu, you go, blow at him." Ah Yan, come over first. ”

"What!"

can know that his previous passionate crush was in vain, but he never even held his little hand, let alone mouth-to-mouth.

So Wen Yu was a little aggrieved and a little twisted. The white and charming little face showed a pink flush, which was very good-looking.

protested: "Why, why didn't you come by yourself." ”

"Oh?! So you mean, when you look for that evil in the future, you will part ways with me and Xiu Yan, right..."

"Hmph, you wait." Poor Wen Yu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and blew into the man's mouth with a puff of air.

In an instant, a trace of turbid air appeared on the man's head, and the originally godless eyes brightened again.

When the man came to his senses, he saw the three men. Hurriedly leaned over and bowed three times: "Thank you for the rescue, thank you for the rescue." ”

Xiu Yan asked, "What's your name?" ”

When the man saw his appearance, he immediately blushed and said, "This fairy lady, my name is Wu Dazhi." ”

"Brother Dazhi, can you tell you what happened in this village, and why the villagers here, including you, have become like this?"

"Miss Fairy, at the end of Liufang Village, there is a Fenglu Villa. I also listened to Li Ergou from the house next door to me. There is a beautiful woman hidden in it, who specializes in drinking and having fun with men. There was an endless stream of men going to Fenglu Villa in the village, and they couldn't get in line. That day, I was also a ghost, so I went to see, and the little lady drank for three days, and when I came back, I was delirious, and he also went to Li Ergou next door, and when he went to the toilet in the morning, he urinated in the rice pot that had just been cooked, and then even my lady did things upside down. Later, later ....."

Xiu Yan was very strange: "What kind of spell did that woman use to make you like this?" ”

There was silence all around.

Xiu Yan took a look through the light of the night pearl and found that Wu Dazhi's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks. Xiu Yan didn't know what was wrong, so he just said: "Forget it, forget it, but Brother Dazhi, you can't be greedy for wine in the future, go back to your own house to rest first." ”

"And my wife?"

Zhao Li faced the villagers and added a layer of enchantment and said: "Your lady can go home safely in a few days, you go home first, there may be changes in the past few days, it is best not to go out." ”

After Wu Dazhi said goodbye, Zhao Li Xiu Yan and Wen Yu planned to go to the Fenglu Mountain Villa overnight to find out.

Xiu Yan and his party walked through the weeds of Liufang Village with a night pearl.

The night was dark, and although it was summer, it gradually spread the fog, shuttling through the barren grass like a ghost, shuttling through the night.

Vaguely, it seemed that the sound of silk and bamboo came from not far away.

At the end of the village, a cloudy wind suddenly blew, blowing the fog slightly away. The words "Fenglu Villa" gradually appeared in front of me.

The two red pillars under the plaque of "Fenglu Villa" mention the origin of the name "Fenglu Villa", "Wind and Dew Wet Clouds, Sand and Water Lost in the Boat".

Xiu Yan said in his heart, the owner of this villa is quite stylish?

At this time, the vermilion door slowly opened, and two little boys walked out of it, and said in a milky voice: "Your guests are here, Mrs. Fenglu is invited." ”

The three of them gestured to each other, and followed the two boys into Fenglu Villa. Walking through the gate, the front yard, and bypassing the screen partition of the hall, the group walked to the winding pavilion.

Suddenly, the boy who took the lead stopped, and only heard him pull the child's voice: "Madame is at the end of the pavilion, and it is inconvenient for the two of us, so I will not send the distinguished guests." With that, the two in front of them suddenly disappeared, leaving only a trace of dark green afterglow floating in front of them.

Zhao Li gently brought Xiu Yan to his side and said, "It seems that this Lady Fenglu has a good spell, Ah Yan come to me." ”

Repair the face obediently and obediently.

"Let's go."

On summer nights, there is a light breeze blowing. The white veils on the edge of the pavilion floated one after another.

The sound of silk and bamboo is intermittent. Zhaoli heard that the sound of bamboo did come from the end of the pavilion. With the footsteps of the group, the music has changed from the original mournful tone to becoming shorter and sharper, and the straight is creepy.

Wen Yu walked briskly from the beginning, in front of the old man, and then walked slower and slower, and finally his whole body had to stick to Zhaoli's side.

Among the three, he is the youngest, but he is not small. Seeing Wen Yu so cowardly, he was about to laugh at him.

The music stopped abruptly, and there was a sudden silence all around, and the previous sound of the wind was gone, and the sound of each other's breathing could almost be heard.

At the end of the pavilion is a hexagonal cornice pavilion facing an open lake. In the pavilion, where there are still any silk and bamboo musical instruments, there is only one woman left.

The woman had her back to her, her cloak was scattered, and her plain gauze fluttered in the wind, and there was a sense of poignancy in the night.

Xiu Yan noticed that this woman's body was surrounded by a very strong black and green aura, which was a strong aura.

Zhao left his mouth: "Lady Fenglu? ”

The woman turned around suddenly, she wore a heavy white veil, only revealing a pair of clear eyes, and between her eyebrows, she also looked like a beautiful woman.

The woman, who was called Mrs. Fenglu by the villagers, stepped forward and made a very regular salute, saying, "Three distinguished guests, please take a seat." "The voice is soft and weak, which makes people feel good, and it can't be connected to the previous music at all.

It is said that each other is born from the heart, and Zhao Li saw that although Mrs. Fenglu was full of anger, she was very gentle and gentle between her eyebrows and eyes, not like that kind of monster that would hurt people.

Then he took Xiu Yan Wenyun and sat down around the stone table.

Xiu Yan asked first: "This is Mrs. Fenglu, my two friends and I passed through Liufang Village, and saw that the villagers in this village were confused, and their souls were stained with anger. I wonder what Mrs. Fenglu thinks about this? ”

The woman half-lowered her eyes, lowered her head and sighed, and said, "The three distinguished guests guessed correctly, but this matter is related to me." ”

"Between the falling flowers and flowing water, the paradise immortal. My real name is Shui Liuxian, and you can call me Liuxian. I did so, but I was desperate. ”

Zhao Li said: "I want to hear about it." ”

The fairy turned her cheek sideways and gently lifted the heavy white veil.

Xiu Yan thought that the flowing water of the fairy's clear temperament, coupled with the eyebrows and eyes exposed by the veil, must be delicate and dusty.

But as the veil gently fell, all three were startled.

Beneath that veil was such a face. His cheeks were festering, and in some places there were still muddy pus, and some of the flesh was stuck together, which was disgusting. On this terrible face, only one pair of eyes were intact, glistening with tears.

The water fairy bit her lip and said, "This ugly appearance has now become the only witness of my friendship." He smiled bitterly. road

"The concubine is afraid of staining the eyes of the distinguished guests, so Rong Liuxian wears a veil." Shui Liuxian gently pulled the veil, but outside the veil, the slender hand covered her cheek miserably.

Through a thick veil, she is still the woman who flows like water.

Xiu Yan said in her heart, there is no woman who does not cherish her appearance, and the water fairy does not know what she has experienced, and her cheeks have become like this.

Shui Liuxian sorted out his emotions a little, took the tears that had been contained in his eyes, took them back vividly, and said: "It is really a blessing for Liuxian to meet a distinguished guest here. ”

After that, Xiu Yan saw that a halo condensed from the fingertips of the water fairy, and gradually turned into a guqin, on which the words "Liumengqin" were engraved.

"Liumengqin, you can explore the memories of the creatures of the Six Realms." The fingertips like the water onion gently plucked the strings, playing a song "Sadness and Parting".

This piece should have been played by Xun, under the caress of the water fairy, the sound of the piano is faint, but it is more desolate and gloomy, thinking that only the truly sad people can integrate emotions into the sound of the piano in this way.

Hongchen has no chance, just like a yellow sorghum autumn dream.

Haunted by dreams, helpless to leave people.

The sound of the piano is faint, and the world is sorrowful.

Gradually, the mist is coming, getting thicker and thicker, like a dream. When it reached the wounded place, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly and the thick fog dissipated.

The four of them were like waking up from a dream and were in the middle of the landscape.

"I was originally a narcissus, and I was born behind the mountain in Liufang Village. At that time, I had been cultivating for nearly two thousand years, and after a few more years of cultivation, I would be able to transform into a human form. Those years coincided with a year of drought. ”

In the past few years, Liufang Village has only had a few drizzles. She is a narcissus, not like those tall trees, which are rooted a few feet and can take water from the ground. Although it was born near the water, the stream could not last long after several years of drought. It's a fateful fate.

"Xu is merciful to the heavens, and he doesn't want my thousands of years of cultivation to be ruined, but my husband saved me when I was dying."

In the dream qin, there are memories of the water fairy.

Xiu Yan saw in Liumengqin that the mountains behind Liufang Village were indeed not as green as those seen today. Even the tall and towering trees were sunburned by the scorching sun, and there was no vitality at all. The more it was in the afternoon, the more the scorching sun dried the stream little by little, and the rock seemed to smoke in the next second.

At this time, it was still a daffodil, and it was born in a rock crevice in a stream where there was still a little water.

"I was so thirsty at that time, but I didn't dare to move half of the water source under me, I was afraid that if one was not good, the water would run out, and I would really be sunburned."

At this time, I saw a little Taoist priest walking to the mountain stream to get water.

The water fairy had not yet taken on a human form, and the leaves and buds roasted by the scorching sun were about to droop. The little Taoist priest couldn't bear it, so he carefully moved the water fairy to the kettle he drank from, protected it in his arms, and left in a hurry.

After watching everything, he faintly felt that this Taoist priest was a little familiar.