()ps: The fox is actually cute ~~~

The corridor leading to the third floor is no different from the second floor, but in front of the two walls, there are large patches of mottled and yellowed thin tulle. ”

"Inchana?"

I leaned in and sniffed it, and not a single trace of fragrance was gone.

Lu Shuangxian asked, "Yin Xiangluo what?" ”

Deng He walked ahead, cut a piece with a dagger and handed it to Yang Xiuyi, and turned around and said: "A kind of gauze that was popular in the world more than a thousand years ago, and later developed into a very fragrant and thin cloth with Yunjin fragrant silk and peach blossom drunk. ”

Wu Bangwan smiled: "I feel like I have entered the history books now." ”

Deng Herun glanced at her with his eyebrows like spring rain, and said with a smile: "I feel the same way." ”

Wu Bang's eyes were slightly stunned, and then he lowered his head shyly, and two blushes appeared on his face.

I sighed to myself, this woman's acting skills are close to Cui Niang.

She also cut a piece and handed it to me: "Chu Jiu, you are a wizard, can you see if you can sense anything through it?" "The voice was so low that I could hear it alone.

I touched the rotten and scarred cloth, and I didn't feel anything special, and shook my head: "My mind is not in good spirits. ”

She showed a hint of regret: "Yes." The thin cloth was pulled back, and the force was a little strong, and the fragile Rob was suddenly disconnected.

The jade bow stretched out his hand to puff the fragments, turned around and asked me, "Shopkeeper Tian, what kind of place will hang so many cloths?" ”

I thought for a moment: "Sacrifices, national ceremonies, mausoleums, palaces, toad ......"

Zhen Kun laughed. Interrupted me: "Hanging incense cloth, it's not just a brothel!" ”

Deng He said with a smile: "Yin Xiangluo is just a name, and when weaving cloth, various scents can be mixed into it with secret techniques, not necessarily spices. If I'm not mistaken," he looked at me. "Girl, Yin Xiangluo was mixed with more than a thousand years ago with the spirit incense used for sacrifices, right?"

"Hmm." I nodded, "But these cloths aren't dyed with spiritualism." ”

Lu Shuangxian raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?" ”

"Agarwood will be added to the soul incense, and it is impossible for the Yinxiangluo with agarwood to rot like this."

Yang Xiuyi said suddenly: "It's Fangzhi that is dyed." ”

He handed the cloth to Deng He and looked back at me: "The ninth day of the first month." You try to use ......"

My eyes widened and I shouted, "Yang Xiuyi! ”

He paused, frowning slightly.

My clothes were soaked in a cold sweat, and a hideous-looking ghost hovered behind him, long hair flying. His eyes looked at me fiercely, and his sharp nails traced vaguely beside his fair and handsome jade face.

Noticing my gaze, he turned his head strangely, and his dark eyes swept around: "The ninth day of the first month? ”

Everybody looked at me, and I was in my heart, couldn't they see it?!

As soon as the words fell, a cool breeze blew in my ears, and my back stiffened for a moment. His face turned pale.

Yang Xiuyi walked quickly: "Is there something uncomfortable?" ”

I turned around, and a woman in a Yunying purple skirt and a boneless woman with heavy makeup stood behind me. Sanqian green silk is as smooth as water, vertical ankles, looking at me with charming eyes like silk, gently fiddling with her purple sleeves that float like wings: "Oh? The descendants of the Ten Witches? ”

"Who are you!?"

She covered her lips and smiled slightly, her fingers pointing upward, conjuring up a thin blade. She leaned under her lips and licked it with her tongue out. Coquettish glance: "Are you afraid?" ”

The body was pulled into Yang Xiuyi's arms: "Chu Jiu, what's wrong with you?" ”

I looked straight at the woman. Sharply said: "What do you want to do!" ”

Before the words fell, the purple clothes flew up, the silver light flashed suddenly, and the small blade flew straight towards Yang Xiuyi's neck, but he didn't feel it. I raised my hand to grab it, but I saw this silver light rushing directly into his throat!

I was so frightened that my heart went into cardiac arrest, and my heart sank straight to the bottom of the sea.

I hurriedly grabbed Yang Xiuyi's clothes and stood on tiptoe, but there was nothing, white as snow, moist as ancient jade, without a trace of blood.

I trembled violently, and looked back at the woman, she blinked: "He is not a descendant of the Wu Clan, since he can't sense me, I naturally can't hurt him, what are you afraid of?" ”

"The ninth day of the first month!"

Yang Xiuyi held my face angrily, his dark eyes did not hide his worry, and I pulled his hand away: "Yang Xiuyi, don't be afraid. ”

I calmed down and looked at the woman in purple.

Her expression changed suddenly, and she looked behind me with compassion, and her charming beauty disappeared, replaced by a light and flowing autumn water charm.

I looked back, and saw a child crouched on the ground, holding a foul-smelling human head and gnawing with relish, and when we looked at him, he looked up and grinned, and the dry carrion ran through his teeth.

I frowned, a pang of discomfort in my stomach.

Two lines of tears rolled down the woman's cheeks, diluting the fresh rouge powder, and walked over distressedly: "Sui'er, my mother said, this can't be eaten." She smiled very gently and gently, "Look, there's a fresh one here, you can nibble on it for a long time, so my mother will pick it for you." ”

I was stunned, she looked back at me, her eyes were as white as ice, and she picked up a thin slice from her fingertips and flew at me. I subconsciously turned my head sideways to avoid it, and the thin slice passed through Yang Xiuyi's arm and slid past my neck, Yang Xiuyi was unscathed, but a large amount of blood spurted out of my neck.

"The ninth day of the first month!"

"Girl!"

"Shopkeeper Tian!"

I covered the wound, and she sniffed intoxicated: "It's so sweet, why is it so sweet." ”

I let go of my hand, her eyes froze, and I sneered, "Do you think I'm going to die?" ”

I just want to enhance my momentum when I say this, but I actually know very well that I am not far from death now, because the fierce ghost lying behind Yang Xiuyi has reappeared because of my blood.

And not just one, four before and after.

I hooked my lips and sneered helplessly, how terrible this feeling is, only I can see it, even if Yang Xiuyi is next to me, he can't do anything.

Thankfully, he didn't force me when I broke free of his hand, and I ran the way I came, all the spirits penetrating their bodies and chasing after me.

My heart moved: "Kanshui! ”

The body immediately flew behind me, and when I took off, I turned sideways and grabbed the hair of a ghost with a loose flower arm: "Duze!" ”

"Smack!" A bang. The ghost's head was slammed into the hard wall of the corridor.

Yang Xiuyi's strength was very heavy, her head knocked out a thick black qi, and she screamed wildly because of the pain.

The next second, I screamed as a thin piece of dry bone penetrated my lower abdomen from my back.

Yang Xiuyi shouted angrily: "The ninth day of the first month! ”

My face was full of tears: "Don't come here!" Thunder! ”

My body snapped against the wall behind me, and my elbow slammed into the ghost's face. I quickly spun around and grabbed her by the hair and slammed it against the wall.

A fierce wind suddenly rushed in, and I was knocked to the ground, blood spilling from my mouth, and I hurriedly wiped it off, and looked up at the woman in purple.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and her fingers curled into claws. Grabbed me by the neck.

I rolled on the ground, and she turned into a knife.

Xu saw the direction of my body, and before I could call out the direction, my body had been led to a safe place by Yang Xiuyi, avoiding her attack.

But I couldn't take it easy for long. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the ghost figure approaching behind me, and I shouted, "Kundi! ”

At the same time as my body was driven, I twisted my waist in the air, kicked at the ghost with my legs in an extremely distorted posture, and rushed towards the other ghost with my strength: "Dou Ze!" ”

Grabbing the ghost by the hair, I took a flip in the air and threw her up in the same twisted position, and she fell to the ground. I shouted, "Due West! ”

My body immediately fell, and I bent my legs and fell to her knees on her head, and she screamed in pain.

Tired. But we can't let up yet.

I can still be glad that they haven't eaten fresh human flesh hearts for a long time, and the crystal is even more depleted than me, and they can't use the occult arts. Otherwise, it would be rare for me to fight side by side with Yang Xiuyi once, but I was poked by a light arrow in front of him, and I died miserably, and he was helpless. How blind I am, how aggrieved and resentful he is.

Raise your hand to wipe the cold sweat off your head. The fierce wind of the woman in purple rushed again, and I shouted, "Get out of the fire!" ”

Obviously, this trick has not worked. She shifted her form and rushed at her, and I turned sideways to avoid it, but I was grabbed by the wrist first, and I threw my head up into her nose and was slapped again.

She backhanded me behind my back, and with a stroke of the wind sent a light boat, pinning me against the wall, unable to move.

I shouted, "Kanshui! ”

She conjured up a blade and sneered in my ear: "It's still Kanshui, look, I slowly cut your neck." ”

The moment the blade came up, my body fell down, and the moment I landed, I quickly rolled over, swept my legs, she nimbly avoided it, but she couldn't avoid my second kick, and suddenly my body was crooked, and I fell to the ground.

I looked at the little boy who was laughing at us in the distance, and exclaimed, "Due West! ”

She rushed west, but my body flew east.

In an instant, I pressed the little boy against the wall, and the woman in purple rushed over: "Sui'er! ”

"Come here again, I'll let him go!"

Her eyes widened in horror: "You dare! ”

I stretched out my hand and pressed it on the top of the little boy's head, chanting the secret of soul breaking in my heart, the little boy's fingers were covered with a puff of white smoke, she hugged her head in fright, her eyes were red: "Stop!" Stop me! ”

I looked at her exhausted, but my voice was sharp: "Do you think I dare?" ”

"Dare, I know you dare! Let him go! ”

I looked at the ghosts around me who had been half smashed off by my skull, and were twisting in pain: "You let them go first!" ”

She kicked and beat angrily: "Hurry up! Get out of here! Get out! ”

She cried and knelt down: "Girl, girl, they are all gone!" Let go of my age! Come on! ”

"Stop!" I hurriedly dragged the little boy back, "What kind of place is this?!" ”

She shook her head frantically as if she had changed: "I don't know, I don't know, I'm just a poor person, girl, you let me go, I promise not to hurt you!" ”

"Who are you and why are you here?"

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the little boy sadly, and then looked up at me.

I frowned, knowing that I was despicable in this way, but I couldn't care about it, and I silently recited the incantation in my heart, and another of the little boy's fingers turned into smoke.

After a pause, I felt that something was wrong, and lowered my eyes to look at the little boy.

I pressed my forearm against the wall on his neck, and his fingers were severed. He didn't say anything about the slightest resistance, but looked up and smirked at me as if in pain, laughing so hard that my scalp was numb.

Fortunately, this tingling did not last long, and the woman in purple began to slowly cry to me about what happened to her.

I turned my head, and she cried bitterly, "Girl." My name is Xuan Ge, I was originally a concubine in the harem of Daxuan, my age was born stupid and stupid, the national fortune was not prosperous, we were slandered, and the emperor listened to slander. Blame the stupidity of the old man. The national teacher said that sacrificing our mother and soul to the witch god would solve the national crisis, and the emperor ordered the witch to bury our mother and wife alive here, leaving only twelve palace maids. Girl, please let go of the old age, we are just poor people! ”

I looked down and pinched my fingers. Da Xuan should be before Da Li, earlier than Liu Yi, and it seems to be * hundred years from now.

I looked at Xuan Ge: "So, when you were locked in, this place already existed?" ”

"Yes, yes! It was discovered by the national teacher! ”

"There are seven floors here?"

She shook her head, "I don't know. ”

"Don't know?"

"When we were imprisoned, a witch man felt sorry for us orphans and widows. He sealed our souls here with the blood of witches, and warned us not to leave. ”

I frowned slightly, and Yang Xiuyi said: "The ninth day of the first month." Ask them about the walking dead. ”

I nodded, and without waiting for a question, she said, "I don't know about the walking corpses, since we die, only the shamans can see us, not even the walking corpses, they can't touch us. ”

"The witches see you? What witches? ”

She pondered. Then he said, "Too much......"

"Many?!"

"It was first seven hundred years ago when a group of thieves came in. With four witches, we can't beat it. Three palace maids died. Then five hundred years ago, there were more than fifty witches, and then two hundred years ago, when there were so many witches that there were three or four almost every three or five days. With that, her gaze casually glanced at the rotten, foul-smelling human head at our feet.

I felt sick to my stomach, and she added, "For the next two hundred years, no one came, until eighty years ago, when a large number of witches came to flee for their lives, and they were seriously injured. ”

"You can only see the descendants of the Ten Ancient Witches?"

She nodded, "Yes." ”

"How many people were there eighty years ago?"

"Before and after, thousands of ......"

My brow furrowed, there were so many.

The annals of witch books say that the ancient witches have been extinct for thousands of years, and it seems that not only is there not, but although it has been bumpy for more than a thousand years, it is not that people have died, but they have avoided the world and are doing their own thing.

But now......

In the end, it is still going to be lost.

Thinking about these glorious 10,000-year-old witch clans, they have completely disappeared in the long river of history, and I can't help but feel a little embarrassed and sad.

And the monstrous fire in my Yuejia Village, my clansmen who were blown to pieces in front of me......

I am the last pure bloodline of the Yue family, but I can't give birth to offspring, and I'm still a short-lived ghost.

I looked at Xuan Ge bitterly, and my eyes fell through her into a distance that I didn't even know.

When he was secretly sad about the spring and autumn, Xuan Ge said again: "By the way, girl, when you talk about the walking corpse, there have been disgusting monsters passing by us from time to time in the past twenty years!" ”

I said, "Are you talking about the hands, feet, and heads all glued together?" ”

"Yes!"

"Have any suspicious people been here in the past twenty years?"

She shook her head: "No, girl, I've finished everything I know, you let me go!" ”

I glanced at the little boy and wondered, "You have been here for so many years, you really don't get tired of it at all?" Do you want to go on like this forever and ever? ”

She didn't speak, and I continued, "There have been so many wizards over the centuries, why don't you ask them to help you die?" How can you keep this dark and fun place? ”

She suddenly frowned and glared at me angrily, and the beautiful appearance of the pear blossom with rain gradually dried up her tears, and she was restored as before, and even the rouge powder was the same as when she first saw me, but with a layer of black lines, climbing up like a rattan, and becoming more and more dense.

I subconsciously stepped back.

She was furious and said, "What do you know! I won't be old anymore! I don't know my age! I'm going to be with him! He is my son, my son! ”

Small theater

Hua Xixue (waving a fly swatter): Selling soy sauce, selling soy sauce, selling soy sauce......

Pineapple: What a grudge.

Flower Snow: Get out of the way.

Pineapple: Don't.

Flower Snow: Get out of the way.

Pineapple: I think you don't have anything to sell.

Hua Xixue: What?

Pineapple: You see how many times you haven't beaten soy sauce, do you have enough inventory?

Flowers and Snow: Get out of the !!!! i861