"To... It's down, it's ...... in the middle of it."

The girl carefully covered her red and swollen cheeks and said inarticulately.

"This is where the adult you said lived in?" An Sheng stepped forward, stared at the girl with malicious intent, and pinched the girl's cheeks with lightning speed, and kneaded them fiercely:

"Does the lord you said live under this spring?

"Hmm... No, this spring is an adult'......"

The girl wanted to break free of An Sheng's hands, but she was pinched to death, and suddenly an inexplicable force came, separating An Sheng and the little girl.

"Adults, help me!"

The little girl staggered to a sleek stone next to the spring and fell on her stomach, not even caring if she threw her cane to the ground, and the direction was not wrong at all.

"That's that sister, bad sister!"

The girl pointed at An Sheng and gritted her teeth, gently rubbing the smooth surface of the stone, and her cheeks, which were originally slightly red and swollen, immediately returned to their original appearance.

"Huh, can you see that?"

An Sheng said in some surprise, and stepped forward, the little girl was really frightened, jumped off the stone, and ran to the back with her legs pulled, only half of her head was exposed.

"What's the matter with you? passers-by. ”

There was a deep voice all around, low and extremely powerful, but the tone was extremely peaceful, like a warm host who entertained visitors.

"We want to get out. ”

An Sheng said immediately, looking around, and finally his eyes fell on the pool of clear spring water behind the girl, the water rippled slightly, and her intuition told her that the source of the sound was from there.

Yin Ziqing also folded his hands, bowed slightly, kicked Zhong Xiao at his feet in front of the stone where the girl was hiding, and said in a low tone of sincerity:

"Exchange the blood of the nomadic son for the path of the Misty Forest. ”

The surroundings were extremely quiet, An Sheng stared at Yin Ziqing in dismay, not understanding the purpose of the words just now, and the little girl looked straight at the half of her head exposed sideways, her eyes blinked, and a trace of surprise appeared on her little face.

"Tick-tock. ”

A drop of clear water fell from the smooth stone face and fell to the ground, and the land immediately protruded, and a gray-white flower stem emerged from it.

The stem of the flower swayed, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to the thickness of a finger, and the petals on it slowly unfolded, a total of twelve petals, all of which had circles of veins, and complex rune patterns were inscribed in them.

"I haven't had a blood sacrifice in years. ”

The low voice came again, but this time with the meaning of vicissitudes, as if going back, and said slowly: "This young man, have you ever been a traveler in the forest?"

"What do you mean by a traveler?"

Yin Ziqing arched his hand and said, looking at the calm pond surface, and smiled indifferently, "Passing travelers, can you offer a cup of hot tea to adults?"

The surface of the pool moved slightly, the light flickered, and a brilliant ball of light slowly emerged from the water, and a white and slender arm stretched out, with a red mark like a beast's minions, hovering over it.

"It's been nearly a hundred years, who is you?"

This time, the voice was no longer deep and heavy, but a voice as crisp and charming as a lark, like a cardamom girl talking to her lover.

"I... I don't know. ”

Yin Ziqing tilted his head and smiled, looking at the ball of light, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

The little girl who had been hiding behind the stones ran out at this time, and came to the edge of the pool, and her petite body floated up and sank into the bright ball of light.

"There's no need for the blood sacrifice, after you go out, don't come here again, I don't want to have any more entanglements with the outside world. ”

The ball of light slowly sank into the pool, and a misty gray-white mist rose around it in an instant, and the flower with twelve petals trembled, flashing a gray light, and a strange wind rolled up, breaking a path in the mist.

"I advise you not to have those dangerous thoughts. ”

The girl's voice carried a warning meaning, Yin Ziqing smiled indifferently, closed his eyes for a moment, and exhaled a breath of turbidity, "Then, see you next time." ”

"You don't have to say goodbye, if you see that pangolin by chance, help me kill it. ”

"If you have the opportunity, I'm happy to help. ”

An Sheng: "Hey, I don't have a sense of existence like this." ”

(And no one paid any attention.) ）

......

The fog kept rolling, and several people were dragged by the strange wind and fell into the mist, and after a whirlwind of the earth, the hazy fog around dissipated, and wisps of bright sunlight with a little warmth broke through the fog film and fell on several people.

"Look, isn't this coming out?"

Yin Ziqing looked at An Sheng on the side and said with a smile, reaching over to help smooth out the green silk that fell slightly.

"Ahem......"

An Sheng coughed a few times, activated the qi and blood in his body, and there were bursts of roaring sound in his body, and the moon shadow between his eyebrows also flickered, and the light was overflowing.

Looking at Yin Ziqing with some complaint, An Sheng rubbed his temples, "What the hell is this, how do you know that pond water, did you already know everything, are you fooling me?"

"And what is that blood sacrifice, the one you are referring to?"

Facing An Sheng's successive questions, Yin Ziqing nodded, stroked his chin with his hand, and said: "I actually don't know very well, just give it a try, but it seems that there is not much deviation from the memory, there are really things like blood sacrifices and pond spirits." ”

An Sheng stood up and twisted the tender flesh on Yin Ziqing's waist with his five fingers, "How much else are you hiding from me?"

"Don't you have a lot of things you haven't told me?"

Yin Ziqing held An Sheng's white and lubricated palm and said, the two eyes looked at each other, An Sheng's eyes moved slightly, the water rippled in his pupils, and he pursed his lips and turned his head.

Seeing this, Yin Ziqing let go of the palm that grabbed An Sheng, and silently walked to the side and carried the unconscious Zhong Xiao on his shoulder, "Let's go, it's time to go to the next place." ”

"Where are you going?" An Sheng looked at Yin Ziqing suspiciously, his green face turned around, and said with a smile: "Guess." ”