Chapter 43 A dream is not a dream, it turns out to be the world

Why don't you want to go to the world? Before Songzi could ask her, duckweed had already asked herself several times in her heart.

"Why doesn't Ping'er go to the world?" asked the beautiful man in front of him with a frown. Beautiful men are just different, they still look so good even when they frown.

It's not real. But after all, it's a god, and it's normal to be unreal.

Duckweed's heart inexplicably developed a fear of the world, and even he couldn't tell where the root of this emotion was.

What the hell is going on?

It seems that something is not quite right, duckweed carefully and carefully, thinking back and forth about what has happened in the past 10,000 years.

There's no reason for her to hate the world.

The duckweed looked at the red pine nuts in front of him, and then looked at the beautiful scenery of Kunlun Mountain. It's weird. It's just so weird.

The air of Kunlun Mountain is very refreshing and pure in her opinion, there are icebergs, a sea of clouds, and countless sacred mountains and caves. Duckweed exhaled hard.

Harm, Kunlun Mountain is such a good place, she is reluctant to leave.

By the way, it must be this reason. It's not surprising to think about it that way.

She happily took Chi Songzi's hand and said coquettishly: "Songzi, can you tell me another story, yesterday that fox spirit met a wild lynx and fell in love, what happened in the end?"

Chi Songzi in front of her smiled and scratched the tip of her nose and said, "You, you, I love to listen to this, the queen mother knows that she has to scold you again." ”

"She was reluctant to scold me. Duckweed snorted.

She was telling the truth, even though she was very old. Duckweed, who has lived for 10,000 years, has always been like a child, and the Queen Mother of the West always said that she was still young and had not experienced anything. Duckweed always suspects that the Queen Mother of the West is not very good at arithmetic, and she has lived for 10,000 years, how can she still be a child?

But because of this, duckweed, who can't even be an immortal, is like a child in the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West.

The Queen Mother of the West always felt very sorry for her. In the Queen Mother of the West, duckweed has always been regarded as her closest beloved disciple.

Even if this apprentice is not as capable as other apprentices, his cultivation is high, and he can call the wind and rain and change the fate of heaven and earth.

But, who made her old and accompanied the Queen Mother of the West the longest. Although the talent is a little stupid, but more or less the aura of Kunlun Mountain has nourished her for ten thousand years, and those little fairies and little demons can't be compared with her.

She exhaled lazily and turned into an ethereal white mist. The white mist slowly gathered, converging into the shape of a cloud beneath her.

The duckweed jumped up happily and lay down under the dense maze tree, in a very happy mood.

Xuanniao sat down next to her, his voice unhurried, and his voice was a little low to continue telling the story of yesterday.

It's a good seedling of the speech book, duckweed thought happily.

In the story of the fox and the wild lynx, the duckweed grows more and more sleepy, and the eyelids unconsciously come together.

She fell asleep. In a daze, it seems to have come to a human house.

In the courtyard of the blue brick and tiled house, the atmosphere is gloomy. It seems that there is something unclean hidden inside.

Could it be the fox's house that Akamatsuko just mentioned?

In the story Matsuko told her, the fox often loved the houses of mortals. In order to prey on the houses of mortals, some unconscionable foxes will kill the owner of the original house and turn the house into a haunted house. A fox with a slight conscience will use some illusions or pretend to be ghosts to drive away the people in the original house.

Sometimes, they even take on the form of a human and live and have fun in the world.

And most mortals are very afraid of ghosts, so when they encounter such a house, everyone will generally avoid it.

Naturally, no one dared to grab a house with the legendary fox immortal.

Unless they are unlucky and encounter the likes of Dao Techniques with high mana. It's like the fox and the wild lynx in the book just now, didn't they just meet a Taoist priest?

Harm, she is not afraid of ghosts, what is she hesitating at this door.

Don't talk about ghosts, even when the Hades King came, it didn't have to look at the face of the Queen Mother of the West, no, it was for the sake of the immortal flower, let her score three points.

Besides, isn't this just a dream?

Duckweed laughed at herself fiercely in her heart, collected her thoughts, and walked in slowly.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and you could vaguely smell some blood. The reason why it was vague was because the smell of blood was masked by the strong smell of corpses.

Duckweed cast a spell and held her snort. As soon as she entered the back room, the air became very hot, and she could vaguely feel many resentful spirits struggling somewhere.

There was a bloody hemp rope on the ground, which seemed to be left over from the strangulation of the man.

How much do you hate? If you don't stop strangling, you have to strangle people to bleed? Do you break your neck?

Duckweed couldn't help but feel disgusted in her heart. It's strange how I could have such a nightmare.

Besides, she's spending the first month. It's too inappropriate to dream like this.

Yes. She tried to wake up this time, but she felt as if something was telling her again: Go ahead, go and see.

The sound of this thing seems very familiar.

She had no choice but to continue to look for clues, picked up a broken tea bowl on the ground, and sighed to herself: "There is arsenic on this tea bowl, so much weight, it must kill people." ”

Master, there is arsenic on this bowl of slices.

Faintly, duckweed heard someone whispering in her ear.

Her brow furrowed even deeper, it was too much like the voice of that guy from Xuanniao.

But she's dating. Xuanniao came to her dream to join in the fun.

She looked around the house, and saw that the southwest corner was the most resentful. Duckweed patted the dust off her skirt and walked over there. Somehow, there was a lot of dust in the house, and it seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

In the darkness, duckweed saw a knife on the ground.

Or a kitchen knife.

Confused, she crouched down and looked at it, and saw that there was a lot of dried blood on the knife, and there were several blunt cuts on the blade.

This makes it possible to kill many people before you can see the kitchen knife. It's no wonder that there is such a heavy resentment on this knife.

The black gas wrapped around the knife, and she wanted to reach for it.

And at that moment, she seemed to understand something.

She's been here.

Master, wake up and don't touch that knife.

A voice called out in a hurry.

It's a Xuanniao. It's the voice of a bird.

She's been here, she's been here with Xuanniao.

There is also a little baby, she has already come to the world. It's been months since I was on earth.

She actually thought she was in Kunlun Mountain.

She laughed at herself inwardly, the sun shining on her face through the somewhat broken window.

Duckweed sighed heavily.

Fortunately, her mana is profound, and Xuanniao can't come to her dreams. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing to see the scene between her and Chi Songzi.

Her face flushed with shame, if it was still Kunlun Mountain in her dream, and there was a peerless beautiful man sitting next to her, she would wake up very reluctantly.

The sun showed a slight corner, shining through the small carved window of the inn on the anxious faces of the little baby and the Xuanniao.

A dream is not a dream, it turns out to be a human being.