My sister didn't like to sleep in bed for a while. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info She's old, and she can't sleep in bed, so it's better to sit there. Seeing Wang Lao come back like this, she asked Wang Lao with concern.

Wang Lao also suddenly returned to his childhood mode somehow, his heart softened, and he was willing to talk to his old sister in a good voice. Somehow, I told me everything about defrauding other people's money.

The old lady was stroking him with trembling hands, and with a sigh, the robber came in.

The robber also found out that their family was not at home today, and he was relieved to pick up the leak and come in and make a fortune. They're pretty good, and they've destroyed all the mechanisms outside. This time I came in, just in time for Wang Laozai. A group of them fought, and Wang Lao was still able to fight these robbers, but the robbers kidnapped his old sister, and Wang Lao was in a hurry, and threw himself into it, and in order to save his old sister, he died himself.

If he wanted to ask Wang Lao himself one day earlier, he didn't believe that he would die to save this old sister. But at that time...... He really relented for a while.

It's all about to come to the catastrophe, and it's a big abnormality.

Anyway, he's dead. The robbers later surrendered. Wang Lao's old sister was frightened that night and also died. The money left by Wang Lao, his descendants simply gave it. This doesn't mean much. The Huating Shen family doesn't have to recover this money - it's just angry about this whole thing!

They actively organized traps to deal with the Wang family. They didn't break this matter, lest they say that Shen Yan was going to cheat or be deceived before his death, and they would have no face for the Shen family in Huating. But they can take advantage of the business trap and swindle the money back from the Wang family!

Even the descendants left behind by the old man who died can be killed like this. For the new master, you can imagine how much they hate!

King Gu Cheng made an umbrella for the new master. The Huating Shen family even hated the new master.

At this time, Shen Yan's mother turned her grief and anger into strength and cultivated a very strange technique.

And it's a combo!

She used earth-level spiritual weapons to assist, and cultivated this technique!

It's called the language of the beast.

It is said that Cinderella can let mice, birds and other things help her pick beans, and it has something to do with the beast language.

In short, the beast language is to drive these little things to help her run. This kind of technique is the most useful way to train a little spy!

Through this kind of little spy, Shen Yan's mother discovered important information: there is no secret to the death of the black-haired Maiko! King Gu Cheng did have a fatal weakness. But this fatal weakness was controlled by King Gu Cheng!

Manshu came here, and the task was to win the trust of Shen Yan's mother, get this information, and then he could enter the main quest of the next level. Go kill King Gu Cheng!

Manshu's idea is to show his strength in front of the Shen family, isn't it!

Indeed, the Shen family was impressed by her showing her hand. But Shen Yan's father has another request: I heard that there are spiritual cultivators nearby who are very smart, if you can make them all praise you, we will believe in you even more.

Manjuden felt a little bad: Hey! I'm already so good, why do I have to ask other cultivators for letters of recommendation?

In fact, she was afraid that her demonic power would be seen through by the spiritual cultivators......

Shen Yan's father said: It's true that her demon power is so powerful, she doesn't need to take other people's recommendation letters, but it seems too simple to believe it so easily, doesn't it? Anyway, that group of spiritual cultivators is nearby, and they're going to set themselves on fire, so let's go—

Uh, wait a minute, why self-immolation?

These two words have been sensitive words of a certain imperial court for a long time, okay? Among them, the spacers at the mouth of the worker may not be displayed normally! It's more taboo than going to bed. It's all thanks to certain believers.

Indeed, the spiritual practitioners in the neighboring territories claim to be devout believers in spirituality.

To what extent? Na! Every once in a while, a person will appear between them and take the initiative to burn himself to death to martyrdom! It is said that they attained immortality in the flames in harmony with the fire spirit.

I don't know if you believe it or not, but Manshu sounds very untrustworthy anyway. In fact, Shen Yan's father also thought it was very strange. But he couldn't find out, so he asked Manshu to go.

If Manshu can expose the secrets of those people, then Shen Yan's father will be able to trust Manshu even more. If Manshu can win the trust and recommendation of those people, but Shen Yan's father also trusts Manshu, because after all, those people are recognized as masters!

Manshu had no choice but to bite the bullet.

There are really a lot of people who worship this group of spiritual cultivators. The representatives of this issue of "Raising the Fire" sat on the pyre again. A group of believers were busy donating money and sesame oil on the side.

Manshu looked at the group of fellow spiritual cultivators who didn't sit on the pyre, and the one who was busy collecting money, didn't look like a master of the Tao!

She looked at the guy sitting on the pyre again, frowning with tears in her eyes, saying that it was okay to worry about the country and the people, and it was okay to say that there was suffering!

Manshu is in trouble!

She made a fuss and made a lot of noise, beat the other cultivators to the side first, and then raised her voice to ask the guy sitting on the pyre, "Hey! Do you really want to die? ”

The man rolled his eyes desperately, but could not speak.

"Hey, can you come down?" Manshu asked again.

The man couldn't move his hands or feet, just blinked desperately.

Manshu took Songhua and the deputy commander to call him again and saved him. It turned out that he was bound by his accomplices with spiritual magic, silenced, and then put on the pyre to make a fire!

- Speaking of which, he wasn't an accomplice to that group at all.

If they were really accomplices, they would not have been put on the pyre.

It turned out that every once in a while, that group of people would find an outsider, kidnap them, pretend to be their own people, put them on the pyre and burn them, claiming to be martyrdom, so as to coax people to make money!

Those village fools, when they saw the burning demons, they were still rejoicing, and they couldn't help but watch the excitement. Seeing this spontaneous self-immolation, he was even more overjoyed, bowed his bows, and paid money automatically.

After Manshu caught the scam, the accomplices didn't mention it, and the villagers were very unhappy one by one.

They found themselves deceived and foolish. It's too bad.

Everyone likes to be a smart person. Who likes to be a fool?

They don't blame themselves for being stupid, they blame Manshu for being nosy!

"If it weren't for her catching these liars, then ......" They thought so in their hearts, and they were embarrassed to blame others for catching the liars, but they all avoided Manshu.

Manshu also sensed that he was not popular. But it doesn't matter. She is not a gold ingot, and it is impossible for her to please everyone! This quest is complete, and she can go back to the main quest. That's all that matters!

On the way back to her life, she noticed that someone was following.

It was the stranger who had been rescued from the pyre, following her.

"What?" Manshu asked, looking back.

“…… You're demons, aren't you? "The rescued foreigner.

"......" Manshu and others entered the preparation mode of "whether to kill him or not".

"I have no ill will!" The stranger raised his hand and said, "I can see you." Because I've been exposed to demons before! ”

Manshu asked curiously, "How did you come into contact with demons?" ”

The stranger got her permission and said slowly. It turns out that this is a poignant love story. You have to speak in the first person to get to the point.

So the opening line of the story should be something like this: "You ...... now." Where is it? Beneath which sky? If we could meet again, I would love to tell you a story. ”

And then the story officially begins.

The story of the stranger began when he heard a voice ask him softly, "Do you remember that sea?" ”

In that sea, the water is slightly muddy, and it still looks blue from a distance; When there is sun, the wind always blows well; There were jellyfish in that sea, and patches of seaweed.

The stranger had never been to that sea, but listening to the voice softly, it was as if he had been.

It was there that the heroine in the story met the male protagonist. She met him.

He was a very handsome young man, and she was just a jellyfish, and she was so light and fluttering on the surface of the sea that she had no heart or lungs, and the waves in the sun and the wind, until that day, when she drifted to the shore, she raised her face and saw him.

His eyes are so bright, his complexion is so bright, and his lips are so ...... The tenderness of pain and death.

Something in her heart "snapped" and gently blossomed. Oh, there is a flower that is destined to bloom in the sun, just like some people are destined to fall in love once they meet.

She held her flowers, rising from the foam of the waves.

- Did you know? Even if you are as humble as a jellyfish, when your mind is in full bloom, you can also transform into a beautiful girl, in front of her loved ones, delicate and moving, unparalleled in the world, as long as you know how to use the power of love to ingest demon magic from the ocean...... Although, it may only last for a moment.

At this moment, she was like any bright girl, rising from the waves, from behind the reef, her skirt as soft as the sea, and the smile on her face was brighter than the waves of the sea.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, as if he wanted to block out the sun, or maybe he wanted to touch her well, but as soon as his finger stretched out, he fell headlong on the beach.

She forgot that she was a jellyfish with the poison of a jellyfish. When she opened herself and bloomed to her heart's content, the whole water was stained with poison, like the petals of a lily stained with lily pollen.

Her joy withered into shame and sin, and she shrank back into a jellyfish, and sank to the depths of the sea, carrying her original sin and weeping.

When she came up again, the waterfront was empty, and there was no longer him and the gentle corners of his mouth. The sand crushed by the seashore is like a smile that has not yet bloomed. There was only one snow-white seabird hovering in the air.

During that time, the white bird had been hovering in the air. And the whole sea was salty, like her tears. (To be continued.) )