Jiang Xiaomiao looked at the courtyard of what was considered a haunted house from a distance, three times larger than her current yard, and there was a two-story building, a courtyard full of flowers and plants, and a few branches with bright flowers stretched out of the wall, making the whole yard full of life. Although the courtyard has been vacant for two years, it doesn't seem to be so dilapidated up close, is it because Landlord Li often sends people to take care of it?

The Emperor of the Heavens perceived the situation through the appearance, but felt that there was something strange here, and there seemed to be some ancient breath in the courtyard, and he said to Jiang Xiaomiao through his divine sense: "This courtyard is a bit strange, if you come back at night, you may be able to see something different." Now Ah Huang has nothing to do, and when you get home, you let it sneak in quietly to make a response. ”

Jiang Xiaomiao was trembling when she heard this, the old black cat actually asked her to visit the haunted house at night, this is a little unacceptable, in case she really sees a ghost, it is quite scary. Even this Jiang Xiaomiao couldn't show her timidity, she didn't say a word, so she couldn't let the Emperor laugh at her.

Sister Jiang Xiaomiao quickly went home, busy with their own things. Jiang Xiaomiao wants to go to the haunted house at night, so naturally he has to sleep during the day, Ah Huang took a pill to hide his demon beast breath after feeding Ah Meng, and he is very willing to go to the haunted house to inquire about his own affairs.

At night, after Jiang Xiaomiao prepared the feed for the Jin Ge silkworm, he was carried by the puppet and headed towards the haunted house. It was a full moon day, and the moonlight was softly sprinkled on the earth, and the surrounding scenery was faintly visible, and there was an indescribable fishy smell on the banks of the river in early spring, but there was a faint fragrance on the side of the haunted house.

The Emperor of the Heavens let the puppet walk around the water's edge before saying: "What a powerful goblin, this river is estimated to be almost refined by it, and in a few months, Qilin Town may suffer a big loss due to the flood, not to mention anything else, the ice fruit forests on the east bank may all be destroyed." The ice fruit tree is the feed for the ice crystal silkworms, which ruins the food of the ice crystal silkworms, and the raw materials for the magic clothes will be in short supply this year. ”

Jiang Xiaomiao didn't know the key, what did the monster have to do with her conspiracy, and if it was bad, it would be bad for Tianhe Sect. She just wants to hurry to the haunted house to find Ah Huang, and then go home to sleep, the child's sleep is very important, for the sake of the Jin Ge silkworm, she can't sleep peacefully, and now she still feels very sleepy.

The Emperor asked Jiang Xiaomiao to put away the puppet and go to find Ah Huang by himself, anyway, Jiang Xiaomiao has a puppet and a life-saving hut to escape, and he can go directly into the haunted house to find Ah Huang. In a hidden place, Jiang Xiaomiao put away the puppet and walked to the haunted house alone.

The moonlight of the haunted house shone in the courtyard of the haunted house near the river, with a faint fragrance of flowers, and an indescribable atmosphere of tranquility spread all around, Jiang Xiaomiao did not feel the atmosphere of a haunted house at all, but felt that it was the leisurely and comfortable visit of friends under the moon.

Jiang Xiaomiao didn't dare to go to the gate, she went directly to the corner gate on the west side of the courtyard, which was the door for servants to enter and exit, pour night incense and the like, even if there was a lock, it would not be too strong, and it would be impossible to drill a dog hole. The door opened with a slight push, as if someone knew that there would be a door left by the guests today.

Jiang Xiaomiao entered the courtyard and called Ah Huang's name softly, but there was no response after shouting for a long time. Jiang Xiaomiao couldn't help but get anxious, Ah Huang is a demon beast, usually she just occasionally whispers about Ah Huang, this demon beast will rush back three miles away. Now this courtyard is so big, in the dead of night, Ah Huang has no reason not to hear.

Jiang Xiaomiao was in doubt, and suddenly heard a sigh, a fishy wind blew, and a woman covered in fish scales appeared on the stone steps of the courtyard, she was holding a rope in her hand, and an ugly toad was tied to the end of the rope, which looked very funny.

Monster, this was Jiang Xiaomiao's instant judgment, she instinctively took a few steps back, but she hadn't used the means of escape yet. The woman smiled, her smile was still very bright, and she asked Jiang Xiaomiao, "Little girl, are you very bold?" Are you looking for a dog? I also like dogs, but I don't like ugly dogs at all. ”

Hearing that Ah Huang fell into the hands of this monster, Jiang Xiaomiao immediately blew up her hair and said to the fish-scaled woman: "You say that my Ah Huang is ugly, and you don't look at your own appearance, you are covered with fish scales and smelly, and you dare to dislike my Ah Huang is ugly." Stinky monster, give me back my Ah Huang, I'll leave immediately, or I'll want to vomit when I see you. ”

The monster was scolded by Jiang Xiaomiao, but instead of getting angry, he panicked and ran away, not even remembering the toad pet to take away. Jiang Xiaomiao remembered that Ah Huang followed the monster's footsteps and ran to the two-story building, and in a place with lights, she heard a cry, it was the fish-scale banshee crying.

Jiang Xiaomiao was dumbfounded, what kind of glass-hearted banshee is this, she can refine rivers, absorb people's yang energy, and catch Ah Huang lightly, why can't she stand people calling her ugly.

The banshee kept crying, Jiang Xiaomiao was worried about Ah Huang's comfort, so she could only walk into this room and persuade the banshee and said: "Sister monster, don't be sad, you only talk nonsense when I am a child, and the child's words are unscrupulous." You may not be pretty as a human being, but you are certainly a beautiful fish. You're a beauty inside the fish, a big beauty. ”

Hearing Jiang Xiaomiao say this, the banshee burst out laughing, she stopped crying for the time being, and said to Jiang Xiaomiao: "Don't comfort me, I won't cry anymore, I just looked in the mirror, this fish demon is really ugly, if my body is not there, I don't want to take such an ugly monster body." ”

"Oh, is the woman in front of you actually a fairy who took away the body of a monster?" As soon as Jiang Xiaomiao thought so, the Emperor of the Heavens sent a message to her: "She is really a cultivator, or is she possessed by some magic weapon like me, and then she found the monster body and took it, it seems that the time to take it is not long."

Knowing that the monster in front of her was the product of the fairy's seizure, Jiang Xiaomiao was not afraid at all, she called sweetly: "Sister fairy, where did you come from, can you give me back Ah Huang?" My Ah Huang wants to nurse the baby, and his baby is still waiting for his mother to come home. ”

The banshee was also happy to hear Jiang Xiaomiao call her like this, she took the initiative to take Jiang Xiaomiao's hand, and said to Jiang Xiaomiao: "Your demon beast dog is too naughty, my sister has turned it into a toad, and now I will take you to turn it back." ”

Jiang Xiaomiao didn't expect that the toad was Ah Huang, she instinctively felt that this banshee would not hurt her, so she let this smelly banshee take her to the toad's place, and watched Ah Huang be turned back with her own eyes.

--I won't write any more fantasy novels after this, but I have two more such materials to accumulate, so I'll use them together. "Immortal Mulan" and "Strange Tales of Nanzha" are my two previous outlines, I overturned the original outline of "Raising Immortals", replaced these outlines and kneaded them into writing, and used up all the ideas in this book. The full text wants to be within 800,000 words, and it will not be deliberately lengthened, and it will pay more attention to the rhythm. Why should I write so much if neither the editor nor the reader likes it.

If my little six is liked by everyone, the full text will be about 1.6 million words, which is the limit. If you believe in your words, the finished book must have 800,000 words, and it must not be a scribble of words. If you find out that I am overwatering, or unfinished, you can scold me in the book review area. As for the speed, it depends on the mood, maybe I will write quickly in order to fulfill the promise.

Those who read books can collect what they want to collect, and you can do whatever you want. I am a man of my word, welcome overseers, and I will be fattened if I break my word.