In the coffin lay a corpse, the appearance of the corpse was blurred, even the hair was rotten, like a layer of green moldy bread wrapped around the skeleton. But its hands were as dry as old vines were raised high, its fingers curled like sharp eagle talons, and its ten fingertips were white and bone-like, exuding a cold white light.

It is impossible to imagine how the person who was put alive in the coffin at that time desperately grabbed the coffin lid with his ten fingers, and scratched it bloody, until the ten fingers were ground into white bones......

Zitong's throat tightened, and tears unconsciously solidified in the corners of her eyes.

Feng Jiu held the edge of the coffin, looking intently at the corpse in the coffin, his eyes were full of distress: "Don't look at you and she look the same, her nobility and elegance, you are not even one ten-thousandth." Everyone in the world is known as the goddess of the East, omniscient and omnipotent, and respects and hates her. I respect her all-knowing power, and I hate her power to control everything. ”

"From birth, she was pathetic. helps people to see through life and death, and the world hates her for being outspoken. If she doesn't help divination, the world hates her for being cold-blooded and ruthless. Everyone hated her, including her parents and relatives, so they locked her up in the shrine of worshipping Buddha and isolated herself from the world. In fact, she is just an ordinary woman, she has never failed anyone, but everyone in the world has failed her, including me. ”

He turned his head and glanced at Zitong, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "She just wants to change her life, no longer live for others, and no longer die for others." What's wrong with having to live for yourself even if you only have one life left after changing your life? Ants on the ground and mayflies in the sky can live for themselves, why can't she alone? ”

The cold light in Feng Jiu's eyes deepened: "The dynasty of mankind, which dynasty can last forever?" If God didn't arrange for the demon star to be alive, and didn't arrange for the emperor to be young, do you think that she can provoke a war with a weak woman and break the qi vein? Naturally, the god of sin understands these truths better than I do, but he obeys the so-called providence and imprisons the East in the Infernal Hell. What is it to protect roses from falling into hell? The excuse is nothing more than an excuse for him to be selfish and unwilling for Rose to leave him. ”

"You've only endured it for a few days and you've gone crazy, but she's endured it for hundreds of thousands of days. How could Canghai let her suffer such a sin? Even if the soul is scattered, it is better than suffering this kind of sin. ”

Zitong's mind was very confused, because the entanglement between Rose and Canghai was too complicated. For her, neither the past nor the future has anything to do with her. She only worries about what will happen to her.

"Are you going to lock me up for hundreds of thousands of days?" Zitong asked Feng Jiu.

Hearing this, he chuckled: "Canghai is a bastard, I'm not a bastard." You're my wife. How can I let my wife suffer, it's enough to lock you up for the rest of my life. ”

Zi Tong choked angrily: "You ......"

At this moment, the east wind and snow pushed the door open, his face turned pale, and his arms hugged his body and trembled. But there were beads of sweat on his forehead: "Gray wolf, I'm cold." Before he finished speaking, the man was about to collapse to the ground.

Feng Jiu rushed over and hugged her, kissed her lips, and saw a bright blue light flow from Feng Jiu's mouth into her throat.

Zitong didn't have the heart to see what they were doing, so she took the opportunity to pull out her legs and run out the door. When he ran to the door of the living room, his body seemed to hit a soft wall, and he was bounced back several steps. Going further on, it was bounced back again.

She hurried to the windowsill, which, like the door, was blocked by a wall in front of her, and she couldn't touch the window at all.

After tossing for a while, he turned his head to look at the man behind him. At this time, he had just come out of the bedroom, and a pair of blue eyes quietly looked back at Zitong's gaze: "You can't get out, your current identity is the spirit of the skull, how can the spirit leave the body a hundred meters away?" ”

After the initial shock and panic, Zitong gradually calmed down. looked at him and held back the nameless fire in his heart: "You have robbed my body, and you still want to lock me up, so that I can watch you and my body for the rest of my life." Feng Jiu, to be a monster, you also have to have demon products, let me go. ”

Feng Jiu smiled slightly: "I can't let you go, I still want to use you as bait to fish out the soul of the sea." Scatter your spirits, and live a happy life with Xiaoxue. ”

After that night, Feng Jiu often let Zitong come out to breathe. And Dongfeng Piaoxue didn't know at all, because she couldn't see Zitong and couldn't hear her voice. Even though Zitong was standing opposite her, she often held her skull and talked to herself.

"Gray wolf, I'm cold."

"Come, I'll hold you."

It's a conversation like this every time.

The east wind and snow were very cold, and if Feng Jiu didn't feed her that shiny thing, she would be so cold that she would fall down on the sofa and shrink into a ball.

Except for her physique that is afraid of cold, she has no similarities or differences from ordinary people. Of course, being like a normal person means that she no longer has the power of an unknown prophet, nor does she have divine power. However, she didn't seem to care, and she didn't mention it to Feng Jiu once.

She likes to go into the kitchen with Feng Jiu, watch him cook quietly, and glance at Feng Jiu from time to time, with affection, just like the most ordinary little couple in the world.

And Zitong could only hold her breath, wandering around their marriage room every day, watching their loving life show, and she couldn't even get close to the window to look at the pedestrians under the window.

……

That night, Feng Jiu fed Dongfeng Piaoxue and ate that kind of shiny thing to coax her to sleep, walked to the living room alone, sat on the sofa, raised her head and closed her eyes.

Zitong clenched her fists and sat on the other end of the sofa trying to control herself from rushing over and beating him.

Although Zi Tong tried to adjust and kept telling herself that it was not herself who was with Feng Jiu, no matter how she looked at Dongfeng Piaoxue's body, it was her own, and even the tattoos on her body were exactly the same, how could she be dissatisfied with the evil fire?

"What did you feed her?" Zitong asked through gritted teeth.

"Okay." He didn't open his eyes.

"Why is she eating your Taoist?"

"Little Pingfan, you're asking too much." The eyelids slowly lifted, and the corners of the mouth curved slightly. To be honest, Feng Jiu's smile looked good, like moonlight, with a clear sweetness from the inside out, but recently there was a slight tired look in his smile.

"She's using my body, why can't I ask?"

"Oh, it's just a body, Xiao Pingfan is really stingy." Holding his head with his hand, the smile in his eyes deepened, "Is this good, when my wife gives birth to a little wolf cub, I will ask him to call you godmother." After all, my wife's body is yours. ”

"Bastard!" Zi Tong stared at him angrily, "The east wind is drifting in the snow, and you still want to give birth to a little wolf cub, think about you." ”

When Zi Tong said this, the smile on Feng Jiu's face condensed slightly, and she laughed again: "Yes, she is not in good health. ”

"Explain in advance, my health is very good, and if she dies early, it will be her own business." Because of her indignation, Zi Tong did not choose what to say, and after saying this, she was ready to be driven back by Feng Jiu.

Unexpectedly, he didn't pick up the stubble, but looked at the ceiling thoughtfully.

After a few more days, Zitong was in a trance as usual. Stay in the skull, unable to speak, move, or sleep.

In a haze, I heard Feng Jiu go out, and Dongfeng Piaoxue was learning to cook in the kitchen.

Suddenly, because of a bone-chilling coolness, Zitong woke up. When you look closely, a string of copper pagoda wind chimes on the windowsill swayed violently with the wind, rippling with some rapid, sharp crisp sounds.

Zi Tong wondered why the cold Tian Fengjiu left the window open, and even her skull was cold. Even if he didn't think about his bone and the coffin stored in the room, he should think about the east wind and snow that was afraid of the cold.

Just gritting his teeth, Dongfeng Drifting Snow pushed open the door and entered the house.

She glanced at the window suspiciously, then at Zitong, and walked to the window to close it.

As soon as she turned around and walked to the door, the window behind her suddenly "banged", and the window burst entirely. The pagoda-shaped wind chimes were cut in half by a splash of glass shard. Only the top half of the bell was still swaying in the wind, and the bell was extremely pale because half of it was missing.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the ink clouds rolled like black to cover half of the sky. A biting cold wind came in through the window opening, making the house pop and even the heavy glass cover covering Zitong's head trembling and moving.

It seemed that Dongfeng Piaoxue was as dazed as Zitong, she was leaning against the wall, her body was shaking for a while, her hairpin was blown off by the wind, and her hair was scattered and flying.

Unexpectedly, there was a thin sound in the wind. The old and the new collide like a collision, but it is inexplicably refreshing, and it is the sound of the shamisen playing.

Then a figure floated out of the low dark clouds and landed on the windowsill. Slightly long hair, a golden, white, red and blue ornate robe, and a beige snakeskin shamisen in her arms. The eyes are dark and clear, the black grape-like brilliance, and the appearance of a suave and romantic son.

"Bold Basilis!" Dongfeng Piaoxue let out a low shout, and two puffs of black snake-like smoke immediately rose behind him, whistling towards the man.

With a wave of the sleeves, the shamisen makes a muffled crunch. The smoke had disappeared in an instant, and the man was standing on the glass lid of the coffin in the center of the room.

Glancing around, a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips, and he said loudly: "Oriental goddess, this city is under the jurisdiction of the deity, and the demons and evil gods in the city, those who obey me will live, and those who oppose me will die." ”

Then his eyes paused slightly on Zi Tong, and then moved to Dongfeng Piaoxue: "The spirit of the thousand-year-old infernal hell forcibly occupies the body of a living person, and it needs to devour monsters every day for fifty years. No wonder when it comes to Feng Jiu, all the demons hate him for being dedicated to taking away humanity, originally to save food to support his wife. The deity should have admired it, but the deity wanted to get this body, and asked Mrs. Feng to leave. It is better than sharing the joy of Wushan clouds and rain with the deity, which makes Feng Jiu humiliated. ”

Hearing this, Dongfeng Piaoxue was furious: "Bold snake demon, dare to insult me." As he spoke, ten red threads burst out from between his fingers and struck the man.

The man rose lightly to the ground, and had already grabbed the neck of the east wind and snow and held her in his arms.

The shamisen hit the ground, and there was a sound of shattering on the ground.

"A human woman, she can't tell the heavens anymore, and she still dares to argue with the deity?" The man stuck out his tongue and licked his chin down the snow from the east wind to his temples, smacking his lips in intoxication, "I think you wanted to kill the deity in order to save that wild wolf!" It just so happens that if you don't want to leave this body, then you come to pay what you owe to the deity. After saying that, despite the struggle of the east wind and snow, he took her under his arm and went into another room.

Soon I heard the angry screams of the east wind drifting snow and the sound of tearing clothes from next door.

Zitong is a woman, so she naturally guessed that the most hateful thing in her life was happening next door. couldn't help but be angry, anxious, and the air flow in her chest surged, as if she wanted to melt her whole. But she was trapped in her skull, unable to do anything, and could only listen to the cries of the east wind and snow tormenting her nerves.

Gradually, the screams of the east wind and snow turned into crying. Finally, after a cry of despair, there was a complete silence.

……

I don't know how long it took, my body felt comfortable for a while, and Zitong was surprised to find that she had a skull. Feng Jiu is not at home, the east wind and snow are difficult to protect themselves, and she can only be released by that person.

Without thinking about it, there was no need to push the door at all, Zitong broke through the wall and directly broke into the next bedroom. Seeing the scene in front of me, I was so angry that I felt cold.

The east wind drifted naked, his hands clutched tightly at the scarlet sheets, and he curled up like a child in the messy corner of the bed, his face covered with hair.

The man was wearing Feng Jiu's vermilion nightgown and reclining on the concubine by the window. The chest is wide open, and two long legs are coquettishly exposed.

Zitong ran to Dongfeng Piaoxue and inspected her situation in horror. Fortunately, Zitong could still feel her faint breathing through the messy hair, and she wasn't dead yet.

Standing up straight, Zitong gritted his teeth and asked the man, "Who are you and why do you do such a thing." ”

The man smiled slightly: "Little soul, the courage is not small, you can call the deity python demon." Go and tell the wolf spirit to submit to me, and I will give him back his woman. ”

Zi Tong took a long breath and gave him a blank look: "I don't know where Feng Jiu is, I'm just his prisoner." ”

"When you go out, you'll naturally see him."

"I don't want to do things for you."

"Really?" The python demon flipped his wrist, and there was a skull possessed by Zitong in his hand, "The skull is broken, your soul is helpless, and you are gone, and you don't want to help me do things?" ”

I didn't see what he did at all, Zitong felt an electric shock all over his body, and his legs were weak and he almost fell to his knees.

He smiled slightly, and then glanced at Zitong lightly: "Don't leave yet?" ”

Bastard!

Zitong's teeth were about to crush, and he looked at Dongfeng Piaoxue, who had no reaction on the bed, and turned his head and walked out.

She can't save Dongfang Piaoxue, she must find a helper.

The invisible wall that had blocked her a while ago disappeared, and she walked through the closed door, and then she was stunned, and it was a strange world outside the door.

In the open view, the mountains are undulating. Thick white snow covered almost everything, with the occasional rocky embedded, a few bare poplar trees.

The sky was gray and low, and the wind was blowing, rolling in the snow with snow and ice the size of cotton wool.

What the hell is this place?

Looking back, the small courtyard behind him was gone. After thinking about it, Zitong walked in the direction where the wind and snow were the greatest. I don't know why, her intuition told her that if she walked forward, she could find Feng Jiu.

She didn't walk fast, half-bowed her head to avoid the wind and snow. Floating barefoot over the snow, touching the snow lightly with only the soles of your feet, leaving no footprints and not feeling cold. It's just that the wind around her is too strong, and the snow field is too big, which makes her feel a little uneasy.

I don't know how long I walked, but something suddenly appeared on the ground in front of me, very similar to the silhouette of a human being.

Could it be Feng Jiu?

Zi Tong ran over quickly, picking up the snow on the man's face, and couldn't help but be surprised. The man had no face, it was blank, but the skin could vaguely see the protrusions of the contours of his facial features. His complexion was blue, his body was stiff as ice, and he looked at the clothes he was wearing as a man.

Just when Zitong was furious, a warm salty smell came from the fierce wind. At the same time, there was also the sound of creaking and trampling on the snow in the snow curtain, mixed with the sound of the wind and snow, which was terrifying.

Although Zitong is a spirit and physical attacks can't hurt her, she will also be scared and just want to find a place to hide.

"Little Pingfan, why are you here?"

The clear voice broke through the terrible wind, and fell into Zitong's ears word by word. When she turned around, Feng Jiu limped towards her. He turned into a demon body, his blue eyes as deep as the sea, and the golden crystal on his forehead glittered in the snow. Holding the sword in his hand, bright red blood droplets slid along the hilt of the sword and fell to the ground along the tip of the sword, dyeing bright red blood flowers on the snow-white ground.

The long splashed green silk and his jet-black moire wide sleeves swept through the snow with his undulating steps, making him look a little embarrassed.

Looks like he's badly wounded, was it from the fight with these corpses?

"You're here, where's Xiaoxue?" He asked again, in an eager tone.

How do you tell him?

Zi Tong clenched his fists and said softly: "She's in your house, and the python is also ......"

Before he could finish his words, he spurted out a large mouthful ......of black blood, penetrating Zitong's body and dyeing a dazzling purple red on the snow around her. Panting heavily: "Python? ”

Zitong nodded.

"Ahh If it weren't for understanding what was going on, Zi Tong would hardly have believed that this man who was a few steps away from me was the Feng Jiu who was smiling and bargaining no matter what happened.

After that roar, he steadied himself with his sword, knelt on one leg, and a series of fierce coughs erupted from his throat.

Zitong was about to go over to help him, but he was suddenly stunned, because of the figure that suddenly appeared in the snow out of thin air. (To be continued.) )