"I'm not really the son of a wicked man." Baba'er's delicate face is always distorted unconsciously. "When I was four years old, my father and mother took me to Wutai Mountain to incense, and when I was halfway up the mountain, I met a group of strong men, and my father and mother were killed without saying anything.

Speaking of it, I felt a sense of sadness.

"Yu Xie is a person with a bad temper, all day long to me either beat or scold, I always feel that I am not good, should not make him angry, so more obedient, Yu Xie said that he does not help me revenge, his own revenge to revenge, so he wants to teach me skills, in the future to avenge himself, he taught me a lot of cruel methods, I also think that he wants me to become a talent, has been grateful to him for saving me, raising me, teaching me skills."

Bitterly wiping away the tears that flowed out inadvertently, Baba'er's face began to spasm and twist again. His soul had been gone for too long, and it was difficult to control his body in a short period of time, and seeing that he had no intention of being my enemy, I let him go.

"Even if he dispersed my soul and occupied my body, I still didn't blame him, my life was saved by him, and he killed him only as a return to him, and returned his life-saving grace, he was anxious to drive away my soul, but I didn't know that I didn't disperse all my soul, I also left my soul hidden in the depths, if it was an ordinary person, it would be just an ordinary person, but I learned the "Secret of the True Legend of Yuanguang", there are incredible magical powers, although I have only studied for five years, I have reached the realm of being able to peek into people's secrets, unpredictable prophets, predict life and death, and interpret the soul.

As soon as the evil spirit entered my body, the soul immediately probed itself, but I discovered a secret that made me sad and angry. It turned out that the bandit many years ago was simply attracted by him, because of the lack of a messenger under his command, and I was somehow favored by him, so he confused the mountain people to kill my parents, and he immediately appeared as a savior and became the savior in my heart. I was grateful to him with all my heart. ”

The soul of the evil was grabbed by Qianqian's hand, and he said with a long sigh: "Alas, I have been cautious and careful all my life, but I can't imagine that I still show my feet, Baba'er, you finally know, do you hate me?" ”

Baba'er looked dazed, shook her head and said, "I don't know, I've been very conflicted these days, I just don't know how to ...... you."

When the evil heard this, he hurriedly said: "Then if you don't hurry up and save me, if you fall into the hands of the goblin, I'm afraid I won't be able to live for a while." ”

I sneered: "Let you out, it is estimated that you will immediately find someone to take away the house, and come back to us for trouble, Qianqian, you swallow his soul now, save you a lot of dreams at night, and regenerate incidents." ”

Qianqian was obedient this time, and didn't wait for Baba'er to object, she opened her mouth and sucked the evil soul into her mouth, I didn't move to teach her a mantra, Qianqian laughed after listening to it: "Xiao Beishan, aren't you the ghost in the book?" Good, good, good. ”

Baba'er stared at me with doubt, confusion, or something else in her eyes. I know that he has mixed feelings about evil spirits, and he doesn't know what to do. It was getting late, so I invited Baba'er to my house to recuperate. He hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Since Qianqian followed Wang Qiuyan to Beijing City, life has not been smooth, she is kind and cowardly by nature, Wang Qiuyan always has all kinds of troubles in Beijing City, she needs to kill people, half a year, killed dozens of people who have nothing to do with her, Qianqian's heart can not be calm no matter what. Although she is a monster, she is influenced by traditional Taoist books, and her heart is pursuing a quiet and inactive way, but her current life has destroyed her pursuit for many years.

Wang Qiuyan is very busy every day, Qianqian doesn't understand what he is busy with every day, the two of them talk less and less, Qianqian is not used to getting along with other people, Qu Fenghai will also arrive soon, seeing the two of them in and out of pairs, Qianqian is secretly sad, she didn't dare to kill Qu Fenghai, for fear of making Wang Qiuyan unhappy, so she could only watch sadly from afar. Qianqian felt that she was a superfluous person, but she was reluctant to leave Wang Qiuyan.

Wang Qiuyan always came to Qianqian when she was in trouble, and asked her to kill people to solve troubles, once or twice was fine, but after a long time, Qianqian felt that her heart was so tired.

Just last night, when Qianqian raised her head to look at the moon and was in a trance, Wang Qiuyan suddenly came over and said that she wanted to take her to have a good time. Qianqian looks like a child, Qu Fenghai does not suspect him, and has been letting her follow Wang Qiuyan, every time Qianqian sees Qu Fenghai, she treats him as an enemy. Qu Fenghai couldn't figure out why this kid had so much resentment towards him.

Qianqian went to know that today's protagonist is Duan Zhiquan, Wang Qiuyan consciously arranged for Qianqian to sit between himself and Duan Zhiquan, Qianqian wanted to say: "I just want to be alone with you." But Wang Qiuyan was busy entertaining visitors, so he didn't have time to listen to her.

The banquet was slightly drunk, and everyone had a sense of wine, saying something that Qianqian couldn't understand. Qianqian, who was bored, could only look around, and suddenly saw someone walking over with a box, and said to Duan Zhiquan: "Mr. Duan, everyone present, the children have honored a treasure, and it is good to show you a fresh one." ”

Qianqian, the treasure of the mortal world, has seen a lot, and she can't lift her spirits, squinting at Wang Qiuyan's figure.

Duan Zhiquan said: "The things that Mr. Jiangnanba brought must not be ordinary, but you have to take a good look." ”

Mr. Eight said with a smile: "Mr. Duan is overrated, there must be many treasures in Jiangnan, but today this one is different." I dare to say a big thing, nine times out of ten, all of you here have never seen it. ”

How can the mouths of Beijingers spare people, a group of gentlemen suddenly clamored, and Mr. Eight said: "Don't worry, let me open it and read it, how will you comment again."

Duan Zhiquan said: "Everyone, everyone, what Mr. Eight said is lively, why don't you ask him to open it and watch it." ”

Mr. Eight smiled slightly, carefully opened the narrow box, and took out a painting scroll, and everyone sighed, but it was just a painting, what about Wu Daozi and Tang Bohu, who of us didn't have a few paintings.

Mr. Eight chuckled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, how about looking at this painting first?" "The twilight was dusk, the lights in the room were blown out, Mr. Eight opened the scroll very preciously, hung on the wall, everyone only felt that the eyes were bright, a gust of fragrant wind blew in the face, and looked fixedly, the picture on the painting was a beautiful woman, walking barefoot on the green grass, with five, seven or eight colorful birds playing around.

Someone said: "Mr. Eight, although the woman in this painting is novel, the brushwork is smooth, and the expression is rich, but it is clearly not the work of a famous artist, and there is still a great distance from the peerless treasure you said." ”

Mr. Eight smiled slightly: "Don't worry, everyone, wait a minute, you can see the difference." After speaking, he clapped his hands, and two small servants came from outside and brought in a guqin. Wang Qiuyan said: "Mr. Jiuwenba's piano skills are superb, so I want to show my skills today." Mr. Eight said playfully: "I dare not be a master of the piano, and today the old man is not trying to show off his shallow piano skills." Please wait a moment and look at this painting carefully. ”

The eight ancestors burned incense, brought a basin of water to clean their hands, crossed their knees and lightly opened the strings, and a song of 'flowing water' slowly spread, and suddenly someone said in surprise: "Look, the woman in the painting has moved." ”

Mr. Eight seems to be unconscious, taking care of himself and stroking the qin, the woman in the painting, her arms are lightly relaxed, and the tune of the guqin is slowly dancing, dancing and dancing out of the painting scroll, the long sleeves flow, the fragrance is overflowing, everyone is overwhelmed by the woman's dance, the bird in the painting Qingyin flew out of the painting scroll, flying up and down around the woman, the posture is extremely graceful, everyone is fascinated by the woman's dance, can not help themselves.

Wang Qiuyan was the only one who was not affected, he felt a very heavy murderous intent from this beauty, the woman in the painting seemed to be just a painting soul, not enough to have such a miracle, but it seemed to be driven by someone, so he quietly pulled Qianqian over and stood beside Duan Zhiquan left and right, just in case.

The birds in the painting are large and colorful after flying out, at first just flying around the women, but gradually the circle grows larger and larger, weaving through the crowd, and everyone seems to reach out and touch their colorful feathers. They sighed together: "Good baby, I really haven't seen it." Mr. Eight was immersed in the atmosphere of the guqin and couldn't extricate himself.

A few birds flew to Duan Zhiquan's side, Wang Qiuyan suddenly felt a strong murderous aura, hurriedly shouted, woke everyone up, the birds led by flew to Duan Zhiquan's sky, dropped a few feathers, Wang Qiuyan split a few seemingly crooked and slanted feathers with a punch, and shouted to Duan Zhiquan: "Zhiquan go quickly, there is something wrong with this painting." ”

Duan Zhiquan and the two of them had a tacit understanding, and hurriedly dodged to leave, the birds in mid-air shuttled around him, an invisible knife light was blocked by Wang Qiuyan, and he told Qianqian to protect Duan Zhiquan and go out, and he didn't know which bird it was, and he fired several knives in a row, Qianqian was distracted, the hat on Wang Qiuyan's head was slashed off, and the enemy hid in these birds, touching Wang Qiuyan, which angered Qianqian, the small mouth opened, giving birth to infinite suction, several birds were sucked into her abdomen, and only two were missing.

Mr. Eight got into trouble, and looked at Duan Zhiquan's pitiful defense: "Mr. Duan, I don't know." ”

Qianqian was entangled by two birds, Wang Qiuyan ripped off the scroll and tore it to pieces, the dancing woman and the two birds slowly faded, and a man suddenly scolded in mid-air: "Damn, it's you again, I'm going to kill you first today." ”

Wang Qiuyan protected Duan Zhiquan and walked back, Qianqian was stopped by an invisible enemy, the room was full of swishing knife energy, seeing that Duan Zhiquan was far away, she knew that Wang Qiuyan had the means to save her life, and it was important to save her life first, so she flew outside when she got up in the air, and said on the sideways of the person: "Good monster, don't go, you obediently stay and let me cut you a thousand knives, if you don't die, I will spare your life." ”

Although the poor Qianqian's realm is high, she can't block the fluttering knife light, and was forced to fly out of Beijing City by that person, and the means of killing people in the secret are ever-changing, where can she be an opponent, her body was slashed by the man's knife and trembled, Qianqian thought of a place, turned her head and stabbed into the night.