In a few moments, a thin piece of skin was blowing into a rough human form, which I had seen in a book.

This book is Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", and a similar story is called "Painted Skin"!

As soon as I think of the story of the blue-faced and fanged evil ghost wearing human skin in the painted skin, I can't stop shivering in my heart.

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

This skin "swooped" and stood up in front of me, and I only saw a flash of the black hole in the eyes, and the whites of the eyes flashed in an instant, and then turned around, and two eyeballs appeared!

This humanoid puppet was still half of its face collapsed at this time, but it smiled at me "hehe"!

My scalp tingles with shock!

And the humanoid puppet writhed strangely and crawled towards me, one by one.

I was startled, pointed at the monster and hurriedly said, "Don't come here!" ”

The humanoid puppet didn't stop at all, its steps became faster and faster, and finally it lunged at me without hesitation.

I watched the puppet stare at me and laugh strangely, and my soul was so frightened that I almost flew away, and shouted, "Don't come here!" What do you want to do......"

Before I could finish speaking, the monster fell to its knees in front of me. I stumbled in fear and almost didn't fall to the ground.

At this time, I heard the monster say: "The slave family thanks the master for saving his life!" ”

Hearing that the monster's words didn't seem to have any malice, I stabilized my mind, and when I looked at it again, my eyes were about to fall out.

What kind of monster is there in front of you!

It's clearly an extremely beautiful woman!

Her beauty is almost indescribable in the words of this world.

If I had to describe it.

Then there are four words that are more appropriate.

These four words are "thrilling"!

There has never been a woman who can thrill me!

Her black hair reaches her waist, her body is exquisitely clear, her fair skin can be broken by blowing, and a pair of shear-water eyes can be intoxicating in an instant.

"The slave family thanks the master for saving his life!"

I hadn't recovered from the shock I had just had, and I asked, "Who are you?" ”

The woman in front of me smiled lightly, and then bowed deeply to me, and heard her say with joy: "The slave's name is Qingshuang, and I have seen the master!" ”

I came back to my senses at this time, but when I saw that the girl named Qingshuang in front of me was still naked, I quickly turned my head and said with a wry smile: "Miss Qingshuang, you better find a dress to wear first!" ”

But to my surprise, Qingshuang's voice was immediately overjoyed, and I heard her say, "Thank you master for giving the slave family clothes." ”

I wondered, when will I give you clothes?

I thought it was strange, and hurriedly looked back, only to find that it was just a blink of an eye, and this girl had changed her appearance.

I saw that she was wearing a hairpin, tied up with green silk, and wearing a simple Ming Dynasty green shirt, already standing in front of my eyes and smiling at me.

I was quite surprised, Qingshuang bowed to me, and explained: "Don't be surprised, master, this place is the Liyuan Illusion in the dream of the Xuanji Spirit Lord, and what the master thinks in his heart, the Liyuan Illusion will come true." ”

As soon as I heard what Qingshuang said, I asked again: "Is this place called Liyuan Fantasy Realm?" Am I in a dream now? ”

Qingshuang bowed her head and said, "Yes, that's right, we are all in your dreams now. ”

I asked again, "Qingshuang, have you been here all along?" ”

Qingshuang's smile froze slightly, and then she lowered her head and said, "The master saved Qingshuang's life, and Qingshuang will serve the master well from now on." ”

I remembered that this girl had just called me "Xuanji Spirit Lord", because the monster had also called my godmother "Xuanji Spirit Lord" before, I was quite curious about this, so I asked Qingshuang: "You say that I am the Xuanji Spirit Lord, why do you say that?" ”

Qingshuang stretched out her hand and pointed to my chest, bowed her head and said, "The master just performed the blood sacrifice method to Xuanji!" Now he has become the Lord of the Xuanji Spirit! ”

I hurriedly touched my chest, looked down, and found that Qingshuang was referring to the piece of ink jade that my godmother gave me, and now it was hanging on my chest, and I asked with a cry: "The method of blood sacrifice?" What is it? ”

Qingshuang replied: "All animistic things in heaven and earth can be sacrificed by blood!" ”

Qingshuang pointed to the surrounding scenery again, and said: "This Liyuan illusion is transformed by the spirit of the ink jade, and the piece of ink jade on your chest, master, is the spirit body of Xuanji, which has both the spirit and the spirit, and is naturally a spirit thing!" ”

"Just outside, when the master recites the secret mantra, he sacrifices Xuanji with essence blood, once this blood sacrifice is completed, the master can control the spirit of the ink jade, and from now on, you will be the master of the Xuanji spirit!"

"The slave family congratulates the spirit master on his return!"

Qingshuang bowed deeply to me again.

Although I understood, I didn't have half a joy, but shook my head and smiled bitterly: "What about being a Xuanji Spirit Lord!" My godmother wasn't killed by a monster yet, what's the use of this Xuanji! Can it get my godmother's life back? ”

Qingshuang said: "The master doesn't know, all the creatures who have just died, their souls can still wander in the yang for twelve hours, and will not immediately fall into reincarnation, the slave family has heard that the past generations of Xuanji spirit masters are proficient in the secret art of yin and yang, there is a way to hook the soul, master, you are talented, maybe you can find the art of resurrection from the dead from these yin and yang secret techniques!" ”

"Oh......" I heard Qingshuang's words about the soul staying, and that Xuanji was very likely to hide the art of resurrection, and a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in my heart.

I secretly pondered again, thinking that my godmother taught me to use the seven-character secret mantra mudra of this black jade, and what kind of "blood sacrifice" I made when I performed the spell, and I was confused into this pear abyss illusion, everything was too mysterious, and it seemed that there were very likely other secrets hidden here, so I said to Qingshuang: "If it is really as you said, I hope that Miss Qingshuang can help me and help me find a way to save my godmother." ”

As soon as Qingshuang heard my words, she hurriedly bowed down and said, "The master has an order, and the slave family will do their best!" ”

I nodded, glanced ahead, and saw that the front of the pavilion was still shrouded in fog, but several tall attics were faintly visible, and I secretly made a wish in my heart: Godmother, I must find a way to save you back!

Then I said to Qingshuang: "It seems that this place is still very big, we have to go forward and find it as soon as possible!" The sooner the better! ”

Qingshuang listened to my command, bowed her head and said, "Yes, master!" ”

Anyway, Qingshuang is in front, I am behind, the two of us rushed to the stone steps in front of the pavilion, but it seems that the stone steps are very long, and there are many water pavilions connected by twists and turns, but in each attic except for the futon for meditation, they are empty, which makes me annoyed for a while, the two of us have been looking for nearly an hour, it seems that we have searched seven water pavilions, but still found nothing, I am more and more anxious, and I want to ask how long I have to go, but Qingshuang stopped and said: "It's here!" ”

I looked up for a moment, only to see that behind the gloomy pear trees in front of me, there was a small gray-white stone bridge that climbed the stairs, I hurriedly trotted all the way up the stone bridge around the pear trees, and looked back on the bridge, only to see that the fog in the distance was about to dissipate, but there were many pavilions and water pavilions at the corner, and the trees around were gloomy and shaded each other, and I could only roughly see two water pavilions when I stood on this high place. These pavilions are connected by two wide stone staircases, which look like winding paths under the starlight sky.

I didn't dare to delay the time, so I turned around and hurriedly walked down the stone bridge, only to look up, and my heart was shocked.

The loft in front of me is the largest and tallest one I've ever seen here, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's majestic! This furniture is made of a kind of wood with a deep red in black, black as iron, deep red as blood, shining in the starlight with a faint and wonderful brilliance, and this attic seems to be in the middle of an island, except for connecting the small stone bridge, the attic is surrounded by water on three sides, which is very elegant.

I took three steps and ran to the attic, only to see a huge black plaque hanging on the main entrance of the attic, and the three characters on it were all small seals, and I read softly: "Xuanji Pavilion." ”

At this time, Qingshuang had already followed, only to see her take two steps back, bow her head to me and say, "Master, this is Xuanji Pavilion!" The slave family had heard that this place was the cultivation place of the Xuanji Spirit Lord! ”

At this time, the door was closed, and a gilded lock was firmly locked on the iron ring of the bronze lion at the door, and I asked, "But how can I get in?" ”

Qingshuang shook her head and said, "The slave family doesn't know ......."

I sighed and strode towards the attic door, just when something happened without warning!

Click!

The big lock fell instantly, and the door "creaked" and slowly opened......

It was pitch black inside, but suddenly it became bright!

And the windows on all sides of the attic are also lit up one after another!

I only took a small step, but the whole Liyuan Illusion seemed to have awakened from a deep sleep.

Countless candles were lit, one after another, and the fragrance of red sandalwood was distant and blurred, diffusing from the pavilion.

The aisle along the window lattice is dark and far-reaching, the candles reflect the dark red solid wood planters and bookshelves, the lanterns between the beams sway with unpredictable light and shadow, and the gray stone steps under the corridor exude a desolate and quaint atmosphere.

Qingshuang, who was standing on the side, bowed her head to me and saluted, "The slave family welcomes the spirit master into the pavilion!" ”

Without the slightest hesitation, I stepped in.