The night light shines back to people.

A typical Jiangnan town, the deep ancient streets and even the street lamps are very quaint, and there are bright lights under the bell-shaped lampshade. The long road is crooked, the trees on both sides of the road are withered and only a few dead leaves remain, and the scattered snow on the branches reflects the light and scatters a faint whiteness.

I don't know where the wind is coming from, and I don't know where it's going. Wherever they passed, the wet snow did not lift the heavy clothes of passers-by.

At the end of the ancient street is a stone bridge, and under the bridge is a narrow river that runs through this water town. Between the river and the bridge, the wind can't blow into the barrier and the snow can't fall, and there is a scorching heat that is completely different from the outside world.

Meng Tianmu stood beside the copper furnace glowing red, and the bright spots in the furnace came and went.

He stood motionless, his eyes open, like a statue.

The man on the side was leaning on his left shoulder, his hands spread out, shaking something into the copper furnace. After finishing the matter, he clapped his palms, turned around and hooked the corner of his lips, and said sadly, "What? If you are so unwilling, you have the ability to fly out of the palm of the old man's hand, hum, useless thing. ”

No one responded to his words, but he seemed to hear a certain voice, and sneered and stretched out a hand to choke Meng Tian's chin hard, "Don't dream, I've been dead for so long, and I'm still daydreaming of mortals." You Montessori stupid thing, still counting on that dumber boy than you?! ”

Retracting his hand, he wiped the tattered cloth robe as if he had touched something, and the sleeves of his shirt waved, and a figure bound by a thick blue-gray chain appeared on the body of Meng Tian, who was motionless like a statue.

Meng Tian's soul was locked and struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the thick chain.

"Zhao Gao, old zaar, what is there to be proud of. Even if you can hide from the child, what can you do, on the day when the cave spirit is condensed, the people of Peking University will definitely sacrifice you to the Immortal Array, and when the time comes, you will be wiped out with me. Meng Tian's voice was thick and hoarse, and there was no fear in his words, but he was full of freedom.

"Giggles" Zhao Gao laughed like a broken machine, and the sound was so strange that it was so bad that it made people's scalps tingle.

After laughing, he turned around, grinned at one side of his lips, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Meng Tian with disdain, "Why don't you say you're stupid." Two thousand years ago, you were one game behind, and two thousand years later, the old man will also be ahead of you. Peking University, giggles, do you think he can really condense into a cave spirit? hahahahaha..."

"It's impossible for the people of Peking University to let you succeed, do you think you can always steal other people's things like a bag, I think the dreamer is you... Ahh

"What kind of minister Li Si, what Anbang's general Meng Tian, what unequaled son Fusu, in the old man's opinion, you people are just chess pieces in the hands of the old man. Back then, you could play with you in the palm of your hand, and you can do the same at this time. ”

"If you fools want to play to death, the old man has a way, giggle..."

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Gao, what are you going to do to Childe?" Meng Tian struggled and writhed, resentment growing in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Gao's right hand was raised, the chain that bound Meng Tian slowly twitched and forced inward to strangle him tightly, looking at Meng Tian's painful expression, Zhao Gao laughed maniacally, "Hahaha, is it painful? It is to make you suffer, and the more you suffer, the more your son will come to save you. ”

"No... I... Without... Son... Childe must... Definitely, will, kill, you... Definitely, kill ......"

Meng Tian's spirit gradually became blurred under the heavier and heavier constraints, until he finally lost consciousness completely.

Zhao Gao walked up to Meng Tian, who had lost his senses, reached out and pinched his mouth, stuffed a red pill into it, clapped his hands and wiped it on his shirt again.

When he turned to walk away, he turned back to stare at Meng Tian's closed eyes, and after confirming that there was no reaction, he hummed an uncomposed tune and walked towards the darkness behind the copper furnace.

A staccato hum could be heard from within the empty barrier......

...............

From the arrival of the winter solstice into the world to the deep winter when the snow is falling, Bai and Yuan Shen have spent several months in Mingtang.

He has seen a lot of mountains, rivers and river scenes, except for the occasional walk around, most of the time he is like this time, sitting quietly in the courtyard, drinking the good tea sent by Qiao Ziye, and all kinds of pastries made by Shi Xuanxuan. The little days are very pleasant.

Forget it, Ye Kong Guiwu's old bald donkey has been in the realm of the dead for a long time.

Yuan Shen couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart. He knows Guiwu's ability best, but if he faces Helan, he is still a little uncertain about whether Guiwu can complete the task as promised.

Alas......

The position of the west chamber was originally higher, and the demon was hanging on the highest paulownia tree on the back wall of the west courtyard, so the scene in the south courtyard was clear.

Looking at Yuan Shen, who was dressed in fashionable clothes, thinking about the ancient style when he first saw it, he suddenly realized the great assimilation effect of human life, and the demon couldn't help but smile.

After laughing, there were some worries in her heart, this big guy sat in the Ming Hall like a big Buddha, although it was good, it always made her have a strange sense of oppression.

To be honest, Yuan Shen's promise to borrow the dragon to descend was still a bit unexpected by the demon. I thought that this old man would refuse, but I didn't have much hope, but after agreeing to be the 'bait' at midnight, the next day, Yuan Shen actually offered to cooperate with the action when the dragon descended back to him.

A demon pondered and pondered, and speculated that it was probably Fusu's face.

But she was wrong, in fact, it was Yuan Shen who took the initiative to find Fusu and the two of them to discuss it in advance. After all, the matter involves the potential threat of Feiyu Luoxi, and Yuan Shen doesn't trust the calculating demon very much.

Everyone who plans great things has his own plans, and the mortals on the other side are busy with their own things.

Luo Bin was immersed in the creation of new songs during this time and couldn't extricate himself, and he had been forgetting to sleep and eating for several days.

Lin Ran closed the computer after a busy day's work, twisted her stiff neck and was about to stand up, a pair of warm hands gently pressed and gently rubbed her shoulders that were already sore like lemon juice. Without looking back, she knew that it was Bai Youfei, blushing shyly, and smiling shallowly.

Shi Xuanxuan looked at the two people in the study through the two windows, and then at Luo Bin in the hut in the south courtyard, and sighed silently.

After opening the knot in her heart and seeing Ruan Yu's past life, she realized that the person who made her suffer was not shallow but thin.

For now, she just waited for everything to go smoothly. Otherwise, if Luo Bin's crisis is not lifted for a day, her heart will have to be carried for a day. If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves, and it is extremely uncomfortable.