Chapter 3: The Soul Returns
Penglai has an arrogant pavilion, the pavilion is full of thousand-year-old banyans, the crazy thousand-year-old banyan tree is the gluttonous giant spirit, specializing in absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and the fullness of the wings of the tree. The fierce growth, even the Penglai Holy Monarch is helpless, only the god horse in the Aolai Pavilion can be restrained, the god horse is the god under the seat of Bi Ma Wen, with the spirit of driving away the sun and the moon, in the blink of an eye, the sundial in the fairy pool can turn it for a hundred years, this thing gluttonous tree spirit is just raised in the Penglai Pavilion. And the lord of the divine horse, Bi Ma Wen, that is a strange old man, his sleeves are turbid and not touching the immortals, a broken whip caresses the long temples, and he can't find the shadow of the immortals at all, and the immortals who have practiced for thousands of years have become the gods of Penglai, only this Bi Ma Wen is still a commanding little horse official, I don't know whether it is unintentional willow insertion or inaction.
Under this banyan tree, in the small Aolai Pavilion, the soft little meat ball is sleeping in the arms of the plain-clothed fairy, the sweet bar chirps a small mouth is very cute, the thin willow eyebrows are like the beauty of the oil painting, and the good face is as impressive as the apricot wind and rain.
Outside the pavilion came the noisy discussion in the fairy pool, the heart-wrenching scream was like a sharp sword through the thin window screen, and suddenly the eyes instantly became a white expanse, the heavy smell of blood filled the air, a pleasant flute sound like a beauty who half-hugged the pipa and sang in a low voice, stirring the heartstrings of the immortals, only to hear the heartstrings on the heart of the heart, as if a thin needle was inserted into the heart, the residual candle on the table was broken by the leisurely flute, the full moon in front of the window was changed into a bloody clothes, and everything returned to calm.
"Beixun seems to be going to be a different master." The plain-clothed immortal muttered, stretched out his hand and poured out a breath of immortal qi, and the lamppost revived.
Bi Ma Wen waved his hand: "You and the gods are all descendants of the three dragons, how can we little immortals speculate." That's it, just take care of yourself, don't you say, little fairy. He gently stroked the baby girl's fleshy chin and said with a smile.
"Heh, what a Bi Ma Wen who stays out of the way." The plain-clothed fairy sighed: "Then what do you care about the baby in this stable?" ”
Bi Ma Wen sneered and laughed: "Hey, hey, hey, look at how this little meat ball is still hungry when you fall asleep, you will feed you later."
This time, the plain-clothed fairy was in a hurry, and his face was white, "Bi Ma Wen!" If you don't reply to me, forget it, what are you still talking about? She muttered, "What a weird guy." He walked out of his sleeves.
The creaking wooden door was slammed aside, and the case files on the desk that swept into the room flew into the room, Bi Ma Wen hurriedly closed the door, looked back, the faint candlelight reflected on the baby girl's ruddy face, opened her eyes, the purple pupils stared at Bi Ma Wen quietly, and after a while, her face was gloomy, she wowed, the cry was like a cat scratching people's hearts, the cry was sharp and terrifying, and the frightened Bi Ma Wen's face was gloomy, and he hurriedly turned around, facing the dementor's seductive eyes, Like an eagle's claw, he quickly grabbed the three wisps of essence of Bi Ma Wen, only to see the soul of thousands of years of cultivation turned into a thin wisp of green smoke and went away with the baby girl, he stretched out his hand to grab it, it was too late, only to see the baby's lips lightly opened, wanting to swallow it, but the green smoke disappeared in an instant.
The beads of sweat oozing out of Bi Ma Wen were like rain in the ground that had been dry for many years, and they couldn't stop seeping out. "It seems that if you don't do this, you won't be able to do it after all His forehead was bruised, his eyebrows were frowned, he walked forward with difficulty, covered the eyes of the baby girl, gently hugged it, and gently comforted the child: "Good boy, good child, go to sleep."
After a while, the child fell asleep, and Bi Mawen carefully placed the child on the bed and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness." ”
With that, he picked up the dagger on the table and slashed his fingertips, beads of blood the size of beans oozed out, and he reached out for the sleeping child to suck.
"Your Royal Highness, my blood is muddy with your holy blood, please don't blame the old man, the old man is just to protect you."
Bi Ma Wen frowned, habitually covering the corners of his thoughtful mouth with his hands, and suddenly remembered that something was wrong, "Oh, what a sass, which wild horse peed on the old man's hand again, so I forgot to wash my hands again." He rushed out of the door in a panic.