......

There was no movement in the wooden house, and after changing her clothes, the Wushan goddess with a loving face was not in a hurry, but stood motionless at the door.

"Xiang'er, do you hate me so much?"

Bang Bang!

The sound of glass breaking and the sound of chains sliding was faintly heard in the wooden house.

"Alas...... My precious daughter, why can't you think about it so much?"

Sunlight filtered through the dimly lit room, behind a pile of haystacks, on a wooden human-shaped shelf, two chains dragged left and right on the floor, extending to a worn wooden chair, next to a small bed about a meter and a dark table.

The room smelled of mold, and a dirt bowl and water glass shattered on the floor.

On the wooden chair, there was a young woman with a disheveled head, and between the scattered hair, a rare and haggard face could be vaguely seen, with slightly chapped lips and a pair of shining eyes, which made people feel pity after looking at it.

This woman is Hu Xiang'er, who had a physical relationship with Chen Fan in Suzhou City.

However, by this time she had been imprisoned in a moldy room, her feet and hands were cuffed, and her ankles and wrists were bloodied by chains.

"My poor daughter!"

The Wushan goddess trembled with her hands, bent down and picked up a broken earthen bowl, her face throbbed and cried, sad and sad, sad and sad, and those who saw it shed tears.

"Xiang'er, you haven't eaten for a few days? Look at you, how thin have you become. ”

Tears flowed from the corners of Wushan's eyes, and the maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward.

"Grandma, she doesn't eat it. ”

"Huh, if she doesn't eat it, won't you think of a way?"

Grandma Wushan whimpered.

"The slave has already thought of all the methods, Miss Xiang'er, and still can't get a drop of water!" said the maid with her head bowed.

As soon as the maid's voice fell, she saw a thin hand grabbing her neck, only to hear a click, and Grandma Wushan's voice said gloomily: "What's the use of leaving you!"

The maid who was like a faded flower collapsed to the ground, her eyes were still abrupt and full of horror, Hu Xiang'er on the seat gently brushed her hair, the iron chain clanged, her eyes were not surprised or happy, and she said lightly: "All of us are your pawns, right? Even the memories of my childhood, you erased them, why?"

"Xiang'er!" Grandma Wushan's hand gently stroked Hu Xiang'er's face, looking weird, but her fingernails became very long and long between the whiskers, and there was 'sadness' in the corners of her eyes, "I really regard you as my daughter, but why...... You're all going to betray me, why?"

"Enough, you're a bloodthirsty cold-faced old witch, your mercy will only insult the greatest mother's love in the world, kill me." ”

Hu Xiang'er's iron chain suddenly tightened, the iron chain wore out her wrists, blood stained the pink sleeves, her face showed a desperate color, her body trembled constantly because of excitement, and her hair was covered with layers of sweat.

"Haha!"

The Wushan Priestess was stunned for a moment, and then a ghostly voice echoed in the room.

"Very good, it seems that you have remembered the things when you were a child, so let's talk about it, do you want to become a new generation of saints? If you agree, the people of the entire eighteen villages and eighty-one villages in Wushan will listen to your drive, you have countless wealth, inexhaustible servants, waste like Nu Wu, when do you want to die, it all depends on your mood, come...... Do one thing for grandma, it's not in vain that I raised you so big. ”

"That's what you're for?" Hu Xiang'er raised the corners of her mouth, with a cold face, "Old witch, there are so many witches, why did you choose me??"

"This question...... Hello!" Wushan's fingernails held up Hu Xiang'er's chin.

"Let me tell you a secret guarded by the goddesses of Wushan in the past generations, do you know why every saint has to be with the selected witch man on the night of the sacrifice? Because in addition to the nine pearls, only the blood of the holy woman can please the witch god and make the Wushan array open. ”

"Sixty years ago, the saint of the Wu clan Lan Sha was hooked away by Sai Hua Tuo's Qin dialect, and he made a private life under Helan Mountain, but he didn't know that Sai Hua Tuo was already in her old age, she did not hesitate to give up her identity as a saint, and the Wu Clan's canon and I missed it for the first time.

It's ridiculous that the saint believes that love can transcend age, but the falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, the men in the world are so affectionate, the saint Lan Sha's soul broke Helan Mountain, and even broke the idea of immortality, and even killed the two saints I worked hard to cultivate, Lan Sha was poisoned by me, and the crazy Taoist priest of Sai Hua Tuo was angry, killed Wushan, and broke into the Wushan array, resulting in the loss of nine pearls, and my cultivation was only a star and a half!"

"Twenty years ago, I once again painstakingly cultivated the pure blood-blooded Wushan Holy Maiden, but I didn't expect that she was hooked by a man with a copper smell, I had no dreams, and what is even more hateful is that that slut actually stole the Wuzu holy relic Zifu Star Pendant!"

"I waited and waited, and for sixty years, how many people have become ancients...... Cough...... Ahem!"

The Wushan Priestess suddenly coughed violently, the skin on her face cracked rapidly like orange peel, her hair instantly turned gray, and her hands became thin like firewood!

She trembled and took out a crimson medicine and swallowed it, and her shriveled body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Hu Xiang'er, who was sitting on the chair, trembled all over, her face was frightened, and her sweat was ticking and falling.

"You...... You monster!"

"Monster?" Wushan's voice was still old, "Yes, how can a person who can live to my age not be called a monster! Xiang'er, come, fulfill my wish for my grandmother, if I have eternal life, you can too!"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the reincarnation of heaven, in this world, there is no immortality at all!" Hu Xiang'er shook her head and said.

"What do you know?" "What do you know?" Wushan Goddess simply sat opposite Hu Xiang'er, her long sharp nails helping Hu Xiang'er tidy up her messy black hair, "It's good to be young, don't worry about not being able to see the sun tomorrow at any time, if there is no immortality in this world, how can there be a crazy Taoist like Sai Huatuo, and even Zhang Banxian who lives like a beggar, they are older than me...... Do you know what that means?"

Hu Xiang'er turned her face to the side, showing a determined look on her face.

"If life is poor and dark, a long life can only be a disaster for the world, Sai Huatuo hangs the pot to help the world, why not live forever, that is his accumulation of virtue and good deeds, and you, infinitely harmful, after all, a dream is empty, old witch, I tell you the truth, I have lost my body, I gave my body, to a man I like!! his name is Chen Fan!!! In this life, I only belong to him!!"