Chapter 390: Poetry and Ink Sword—Slashing the Corpse Demon
"Okay, Ning Caichen, I've solved this monster! If it's ...... again this time."
"Roar"
Zhiqiu Yiye's words of assurance patted his chest and stopped abruptly with an angry roar, his expression became sluggish and stiff because the wide nostrils were spewing black smoke and slowly shaking his head, and the corpse demon who got up became sluggish and stiff, covered his chest and hurriedly stepped aside, holding the coffin and waving his hand again and again: "Come on~ Come on, I don't know what this guy is, he specifically slapped me in the face, hiss~"
Zhiqiu Yiye finally stroked the purple and bruised lump on his forehead and stopped talking, but gasped from time to time, not to mention the pain in his body, just at that moment, he almost knocked out his weak primordial infant that he had just bred!
Ning Cai looked at the aching Zhiqiu and a deep sense of shame rose on his face, but when he looked at the corpse demon who didn't know how many creatures he had devoured to achieve the Demon Dao, his eyes flashed instantly, and the sword hovering above his head fell into his hand in an instant, his fingers were slowly raised with a light swing, and he recited in a deep voice in his mouth: "The ghost pillow sword ~ Yin Yin has a sound in the night." Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info people say that the sword turns into a dragon ~ straight fear of the wind and thunder. ”
The words sounded, turning into ink words fluttering in the air, the ink words rose into the air and coiled around the sword, the rain and the wind were raging, the clouds and black thunderstorms, and the whole mountain villa was silent and the needles could be heard, only the sword began to vibrate with bursts of dragon roars like wind and thunder.
"Otherwise, I will be angry and captive~ I will think about it. Take the wine and start the sword ~ the treasure when the latent form. ”
The ink word reappeared, entrenched in Tiansheng, and also joined the dragon roar hovering above the sword, and the thunderous dragon roar disappeared in an instant, this time it really became lonely, and even the wind and rain were stagnant within a radius of hundreds of meters from the villa.
"Do you not know the king~ when you do it. There is room for a box~ Hu Weiming is uneven? Ning Caichen asked and sighed, his tone suddenly changed, and the sword in his hand completely wrapped in ink characters was raised high, and the mighty righteousness soared to the sky, and he shouted loudly: "This is the sword of righteousness, and it is also the sword of the inheritance of the culture and Taoism that will always exist when our human race has civilization, it does not hurt the human race or damage the common people, just to kill the evil!" Kill! ”
The ink sword slashed out, and the hideous head that roared and rushed out of the void dissipated into the air silently, and the sword slashing demon body gathered and faced the wind and thunder without damage to the corpse demon, and it also disappeared between heaven and earth silently, not even a trace of slime ash was left.
"Awesome~~" Zhiqiu Yiye, who was leaning on the coffin, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw that the other party had solved the situation of the monster cleanly, and his right hand was also slapped heavily on the coffin lid because of admiration.
"Bang~~", there was a concussion, sawdust flew and smoke and dust were scattered, Zhiqiu Yiye, who was still excited just now, only had two legs left to hang outside, and the already bruised and swollen head broke through the bottom of the rotten coffin and stuck to the ground, both hands stroked twice and panted and put his head on the ground obliquely, so as not to touch the bulge, his eyes gathered into a cross-eyed look at the 'upside-down' figure not far away, and urgently called for help: "Ning Caichen~, what are you still looking at?" Help, pull me up! ”
"Heh~~" Looking at the tragic situation of Zhiqiu Yiye, Ning Caichen, who had cultivated his mind for sixteen years in the prison formed by the Confucian holy page, couldn't help laughing, shook his head helplessly and slowly came to his side, just about to stretch out his hand, but suddenly stopped, and said in a peaceful voice: "I can help you, but I need to discuss before this, how about it?" ”
"What discussion?" Zhiqiu Yiye was puzzled, then blinked his uncomfortable and sour eyes, and said eagerly again: "Don't talk about that, help me pull it out of the coffin first, it's easy to talk about anything!" ”
Ning Caichen still didn't stretch out his hand, and asked in his mouth: "It's Caichen's fault that your horse is lost, and I have some reasons for your injury, how much money do you want me to pay in your heart, let's say okay first, I don't have money now." Home~
Speaking of this, Ning Caichen paused and said in a serious voice: "There won't be many of them either!" ”
"You guy wants to regret it, Ning Caichen, I'll tell you ......, okay, you have the final say, you have the final say, don't go!"
Ning Caichen, who was about to leave, stopped moving forward, turned around and asked, "How much do you want?" ”
"Five hundred taels, I only need five hundred taels, I ...... when I bought thousands of miles to chase, don't go~ Don't go, one hundred taels, one hundred taels! That's it! ”
Ning Caichen shook his head, this time he really left without looking back, and said flatly: "Don't say a hundred taels, I don't have one or two!" ”
"Not a single tael, are you tiger? With your ability, you can't earn a tael without a tael of silver! Zhiqiu Yiye glared angrily at the 'cheeky' scholar who was cleaning up the plank, and his face was furious, until he saw him wrapping his clothes and preparing to lie down, gritted his teeth and struggled to spit out the words: "Okay, one or two, just one or two!" Hurry up and pull me up! ”
Ning Caichen didn't respond, his body fell and slowly lay down, leaned on a round flat and closed his eyes, and then waved his left hand: "I said, I don't have one or two!" I can only say sorry to you! ”
"Huh~~" Zhiqiu Yiye exhaled deeply, letting his flushed face and mood barely calm down, clenching his teeth and whispering angrily: "You say, give-how much!" ”
Ning Caichen still didn't respond, but just let his swinging left hand stop in the air and shake it twice, and the answer was all in it.
Zhiqiu Yiye Fu puffed up his eyes when he saw it, and his eyes were about to jump out: "Fifty Wen, you guy is taking advantage of the fire to rob!" I don't care about you~! ”
"You're wrong, I don't have fifty wen, I'm talking about five!"
"I'll go to your grandmother's, your uncle's Ning Caichen, you are insulting me Zhiqiu Yiye, I tell you Ning Caichen, even if I know that Qiu Yiye dies here today, I won't ask you for your uncle's five pennies! Haha~" Zhiqiu Yiye laughed angrily, his expression suddenly became stiff, his palms quickly supported the ground, and his mouth said sadly: "Ah~ twist your neck, neck~ your neck is going to break!" ”
Ning Caichen glanced at him with a light eye, closed it again peacefully, raised his left hand to his abdomen, closed it and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, we are also friends after all, I will bury you well after you die, and I won't let you be in the wilderness!" ”
"Get out!" Zhiqiu Kazuha only replied to him briefly with a word of 'gratitude', that is, he stared at the ground carefully, his hands firmly supported his body to prevent his head from hitting the floor again, and his cheeks were full of sweat dripping.
Until a long time, the heavy rain finally stopped, the sun sprinkled rainbow in the sky, the heaven and the earth are exuding the fragrance after the rain, and the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests hiss and play the wonderful and harmonious music of nature.
The sun shone through the crack in the roof, Ning Caichen slowly opened his eyes, his face was full of the sweet feeling of not sleeping for a long time, stretched his waist and checked his body before he was satisfied, and walked in the direction of the gate of the villa, until an extremely weak voice came from his ears, and he couldn't help but turn around in surprise: "You are not dead yet?" ”
Zhiqiu Yiye's face was red and stiff, only the corners of his mouth twitched twice, licked his dry lips, and made a low voice again: "If you don't save yourself when you die, you are against the teachings of the scholars!" ”
"No~ No, the gentleman does something and doesn't do anything, I don't accept it with my heart, this is why you refuse, it's not my fault!" Ning Caichen stated in his mouth, his body was upright and his face was elegant and upright, as if what he said was the truth, and then he bowed and said: "It was very pleasant to have fellowship with you last night, I hope he will see you again one day!" Cai Chen's sense! ”
"Hey, you stop for me, don't go~ Don't go! Save people~, help~, I promised you, hurry up and save me! Ning Caichen ~ Ning Caichen! , you're really leaving, don't go, don't~"
Looking at Ning Caichen's disappearing figure, Zhiqiu Yiye called again and again, until a horse's hoof sounded and couldn't help but cry out sadly: "Ah~, is it possible that the only heir of my dignified Kunlun faction is hung up here?" is still dying so desolately, the sky, the earth, the ancestor of Sanqing, come and save me Zhiqiu Yiye, save your disciples and grandchildren, I will definitely burn a lot of incense for you at that time! Help~ Is there anyone, save me this poor man"
"Treading ......"
Just when Zhiqiu Yiye was crying out for help, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the distance, getting closer and closer, looking at the situation, it should be coming to the villa, so that Qiu Yiye was extremely excited when he learned about it: "Ah, the ancestor has appeared, the sky and the earth are really ......"
Before the excited voice was finished, Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the familiar and incomparably unforgettable figure of the 'downed' line, and said angrily: "It's you, a scholar who can't be saved when you see death, you still dare ~, yes, yes~, come on, save me~ Save me!" ”
Zhiqiu Yiye reacted and hurriedly squeezed out a stiff smile, shook his head with a forced smile, and his trembling arm almost fell down, but Ning Caichen just passed by him, bent down and picked up a worn-out ancient book from the wooden board where he rested yesterday, patted his palm twice, sighed and turned around: "Alas~, I almost lost you!" Fortunately, I found it early and was not picked up! ”
"Hey~ Ning Caichen, don't go, I promised you, don't go, I'll go to your uncle's, you come back for me, don't go, can't I be wrong?" Hey~ Ning Caichen! ”
"Trample ......" the horse's hooves galloped away again, but this time there was no movement from anyone coming, Zhiqiu Yiye turned his eyes and stared at the slowly drying water stall with a dull look, and his throat stirred twice and licked his lips.
I don't know how many times I swallowed the saliva in my mouth, my blackened and blurred eyes swept the surrounding scene, wrote down the location of my untimely death, and unintentionally looked at a yellowed broken word, and couldn't help but whisper to myself: "I don't know what is on it, if it happens to be the last words left by the owner of this villa, it happens to be my share." Alas~ Zhiqiu Yiye, Zhiqiu Yiye, if you cultivate well in the mountains, wouldn't it be good if you could get out of your body when the Yuan Infant turned into a Yuan Shen? Wouldn't that be nice? You are really a rotten wood, a rotten wood that cannot be carved, even if the master teaches so seriously, he can't cultivate into a primordial god, it's really a rotten wood that can't be carved! ”