"Hey, this person seems to be a disciple of Shushan?" Several people were taken aback, "How can you die here?" Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Although the clothes on the dry bones were covered with dust, they had not been eaten by insects and ants, and it could be seen that they were the Taoist robes of the disciples of Shushan.

He sat with his back against the wall, standing tall with his sword in his right hand, and even though he was already dead, he still looked extraordinary.

The sword was three feet and three inches long, and the body of the sword was in the shape of a sinuous dragon, and the light flowed on it, without a trace of dust, and it was obviously an extraordinary thing.

"Leave him alone."

Li Xiaoyao thought for a while and said in a deep voice:

"Let's check around first to make sure nothing is missed."

The lock demon tower is full of dangers, dangerous everywhere, a little careless, you may get on the road, this way, everyone has really been attacked a lot, so the friends do not dare to be careless.

This floor is a deep corridor, under the faint firelight, leading to the depths of darkness, Xiao Yu did not check, but rather curiously fell on the merman oil lamp on the wall.

Sima Qian's "Historical Records" contains, "The first emperor succeeded to the throne at the beginning, wore the Lishan Mountain, and merged the world, the world sent 700,000 people, wore three springs, and caused the coffin to be buried under the copper, and the palace was full of hundreds of officials and strange artifacts." Let the craftsman make a crossbow arrow, and if there is a nearness, shoot it. With mercury as the rivers and seas, the machine is instilled, with astronomy and geography. With mermaid paste as a candle, the one who will not be extinguished will last for a long time. ”

"Mermaid paste", as the name suggests, is an ointment made of mermaid boiling, which is usually placed in the underground palace for lighting, and can not be extinguished for thousands of years, which can be described as very strange.

It's just that no one can give a definitive conclusion about what a mermaid is.

It happened that Xiao Yuyue found the answer in a travelogue in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion more than a few days ago, and he was curious, so he wrote it down.

It turns out that the so-called mermaid has nothing to do with the mermaid in Western legends, but is a kind of black and thin, ugly appearance, and a flesh-eating monster, which is essentially different from the beautiful mermaid with all kinds of charms.

There is a record in that travelogue that when a certain qi practitioner traveled to the South China Sea, he once spent the night on an island formed by dead coral in the sea.

The qi practitioner was very curious, went into the water to search, and found that there was a coral cave under the island, the caves were criss-crossed, and then there were sharks attacking, catching them, and identifying them as sharks.

After the tea, Li Xiaoyao and the others took a turn and didn't gain anything, so they went around and gathered next to the dry bone.

"This person should be a disciple of Shushan, but he died here for some reason." Li Xiaoyao said, "After all, we have an incense affair, but we can't let him be buried here." ”

As he spoke, he was about to fetch the sword in the bone's hand, but at this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew in the passage, and the wind was misty, and from nowhere, it blew the oil lamp swaying, and the cold air was swishing.

In the mist of the cold wind, a complaining voice sounded low, whimpering, like crying, flickering far and near, making people unpredictable.

"Woooooooooo......oo I died a miserable death......"

Several people were already agitated by the cold wind, and when they suddenly heard this whimper, they were startled.

"Who is it?"

Lin Yueru suddenly drew her sword in her hand and turned her head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

"I am ...... Souls trapped for thousands of years...... I died so unjustly......"

The voice was so resentful that the hairs stood on end.

A gust of wind blew, and at the door of the stone room, a strange shadow suddenly floated over, it was a real float, but seeing the skirt fluttering, it was empty below, and the face was even more blurry and unreal.

"Where are the demons ......?"

Li Xiaoyao shouted, crashed out, drew his sword and slashed, and the rippling sword light fell like a waterfall.

"Whoosh......"

In the face of Li Xiaoyao's Sen Ran's blow, the "demon ghost" didn't move, just stood in place, the long sword passed through the body, but it didn't hurt it at all, and then the figure suddenly flashed, and suddenly rushed to Lin Yueru, face to face with her, and the breath could be heard.

Facing the grimace that suddenly probed in front of her, no matter how bold Lin Yueru was, she was so frightened that she retreated, and couldn't help screaming.

But at this time, Xiao Yu, who had been silent, suddenly took a step forward and opened his mouth to drink!

"Broken!"

The technique of sound killing has existed in the low-martial world, but in comparison, the Haoran Qi of Shushan is even more powerful, and it is a method that concentrates the spiritual will in the sound and condenses it.

At this moment, as Xiao Yu spoke, a hurricane suddenly rose in the dark passage, and the sound waves exploded, and it could be clearly seen that a circle of oscillating ripples centered on Xiao Yu erupted like ripples, sweeping in all directions.

The wide coverage of this shock wave almost instantly enveloped the entire passage, and when it reached the empty corner dozens of meters away, it suddenly encountered some obstacle that seemed to distort the air, and after a short moment, the air in that corner also exploded with a "pop".

Then a girl dressed in white, with snow-white skin and picturesque eyebrows, appeared in front of several people.

She didn't seem to expect that she would be so easily discovered, and her face showed surprise, and she turned to flee.

However, Xiao Yu stepped on Ling Bo's slight steps, flickered, and went to the corner, and then reached out and grabbed her wrist easily.

"You, you let go!" A crisp voice sounded, faintly aggrieved and ashamed.

"Isn't it fun to scare people?" Xiao Yu naturally won't let go.

If it is expected, this girl must be Jiang Wan'er, there should be a lot of good things on her, and she almost deceived everyone with illusion, if it wasn't for Xiao Yu's opening of the Heavenly Eye, she really wouldn't have found it.

Only then did Li Xiaoyao and the others understand that the whimpering and crying of Fang Cai was actually made by the girl in front of them.

Lin Yueru was even more taken aback, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and snorted coldly:

"This girl, we haven't offended you, why do we deliberately scare people?"

The girl in white was ashamed and angry, and her clear and wonderful eyes stared straight at everyone, both shocked and ashamed, as if resentful and angry:

"You disturb my father's peace, but you are reasonable?"

The girl was pulled into the light by Xiao Yu, and everyone found that she was an extraordinarily beautiful girl, and they couldn't tell whether the candlelight illuminated her or whether she illuminated the candlelight. The face is white and flawless, but the temperament seems to be distant and lonely, like a smoke tree in the wilderness, and an orchid in the empty valley.

"Disturbing your father?" Lin Yueru frowned, her voice was cold, with anger, "Who has seen your father, if you don't make it clear today, don't leave." ”

Miss Lin is not a temperamentless person, she was so frightened that she screamed loudly just now, and the shame and anger in her heart can be imagined.

"You let it go first." Jiang Wan'er glared at Xiao Yu, and a blush appeared on her jade face, "Don't touch me!" ”

"I'm sorry." Xiao Yu shrugged his shoulders and let go of his hands and stepped back.

"Who are you, and why did you enter the Lock Demon Tower?" The girl rubbed her wrist and asked coldly.

"We came in to save people, and we finally broke into here, but we were almost scared." Several people glanced at each other, and Li Xiaoyao opened his mouth to talk about the cause and effect.

Hearing this, the coldness on the girl's face decreased slightly, and she said lightly: "My name is Jiang Wan'er." ”

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "The man on the ground is my father......"

Everyone looked at the white bone and was taken aback, "That's your father?" ”

"That's right......" Jiang Wan'er pursed her lips and slowly said a secret of the past years.

Jiang Ming is the elder brother of the Shushan faction a hundred years ago, the abandoned baby adopted by the twenty-fourth generation head of Shushan, gifted, extremely qualified, has the ability to never forget, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knows everything, and has a generous personality, is kind to people, and has excellent martial arts, and is known as the first person in Shushan.

However, when Jiang Ming was 30 years old, a terrible epidemic occurred in the area of Qianzhong, and hundreds of innocent people died every day.

Jiang Ming has a kind personality, and after hearing the news, he couldn't bear to see the people's livelihood suffering, so he asked Ying to go to Qianzhong to save people.

More than half a year later, Jiang Ming finally returned to Shushan, but he still had a sick and ugly woman with him.

“…… That woman was my mother. ”

Jiang Wan'er's expression was cold, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with herself, "My mother is an extraordinary person, but a fox fairy who keeps one side safe." When the epidemic occurred, he joined forces with his father and saved many people. ”

"But she herself was invaded by the epidemic and it was extremely difficult to suppress, so her father took her mother to Shushan."

The two of them get along day and night, and they can't help themselves...... Then there was me. ”

"It's just that when we met one day, I was broken by the head of Shushan, and my father and mother had no choice but to flee into the Lock Demon Tower."

When Jiang Wan'er said this, her voice became colder and colder, and she silently pinched her fingers and said:

"Not long after they lived in the tower, my mother was about to give birth, the epidemic in her body was not eliminated, and she was attacked by the disciples of Shushan, and she was seriously injured, but in order to avoid passing the epidemic to me, she used the last trace of strength to protect me, and after I was born, she went."

"My father raised me until I was 10 years old, and I spent my days blaming myself in the pain of killing my fellow disciples and not being able to save my mother, and then committed suicide here."

Anu stuck out his tongue and said in surprise:

"Haven't you been here alone for nearly a hundred years? There is not even a person here, how hard should it be? ”

This sentence seemed to touch a soft place in Jiang Wan'er's heart, her eyes were slightly red, she turned her head, and said:

"I've ...... I'm used to it, just stay with my father here. ”

The crowd was silent.

A woman who has never seen the light of day since birth, a hundred years in a hurry, accompanied by a dry bone, the bitterness and bitterness, all kinds of sorrow, how to say.

"No wonder I heard that Shushan disciples are not allowed to enter the Lock Demon Tower, there is such a story in it." Lin Yueru muttered to herself, but the coldness on her face dissipated a lot.

Miss Lin is a woman with a pungent personality who dares to love and hate, but after listening to the story at the moment, she felt pity in her heart, and the dissatisfaction of being teased just now is gone.

Jiang Wan'er was silent for a moment, and then said:

"The reason why I am scaring you is to prevent you from disturbing my father's dead body, who was already delirious before he died, and after his death he was entangled in self-blame and pain, and his soul was immortal and never died...... Even if it's me, I'm afraid I won't recognize it now. (To be continued.) )