Chapter 32: The Drunken Mantra

This is...... She. What's going on? Can she see herself as a child? Mu Ningjiu hurriedly ran downstairs and asked the girl, "Are you Mu Ningjiu?" ”

The girl did not look at her, but said to the maid, "Go down, you don't have to serve me, I want to stay by myself for a while." The maid stepped back. Mu Ningjiu saw that she didn't respond, so she reached out to shake her.

The hand penetrated the girl's body.

?! How...... Will it be? What the hell is this...... What's going on? Mu Ningjiu looked at her hands in shock, at a loss.

The picture suddenly turned, and in the dim space, only the two pots of white steamed buns on the table were faintly visible. They were so far away from her that she could only reach them.

"Ah Zhai, be careful, it's not good if you are discovered." As soon as the words ended, the half-open door was violently slammed open, and a huge man with a gun and looked down on them.

"Ah Zhai!! Run—" she shouted.

"Bang-" It seems that the blood red that has been experienced thousands of times spreads out. Her eyes were blurred by blood, and the wound in her heart was once again slit, and it hurt. She let out a beast-like roar of wrieg in her throat, and sat motionless, like a puppet with a broken string. She looked up and saw the dark barrel of the gun pointed at her. She smiled, smiling as enchanting as Manju Sahua, but also with a terrifying dead air.

"Knock".

Everything, calm again. It was a thick inky black, and she couldn't see anything, and she didn't want to see it.

Where is this? Underworld? Hell?

Both, whatever.

Scold...... I don't care.

"Condensation? Condensation? Wake up, wake up, wake up......" A familiar voice came from her ears, but her eyelids were heavy, and she really didn't have the strength.

"What's going on? How can a good person faint suddenly? A nervous voice came. It would sound better if you took it easy. She thought, and she didn't know why she was thinking about it.

"It should be the backlash of past memories, resulting in nightmares all the time."

"Why do you say that?" A faint voice came.

"Hmm...... My people... Some people in my hometown also have similar symptoms of condensation: weak breathing and inability to move. At that time, I invited a master, and he said that he was oppressed by the unbearable memories of the past, and after doing the Fa, he was cured by medical treatment. ”

"The closer we get to the Psychedelic Forest, the further away we are from the national towns, where can we find the mage? It doesn't work, it doesn't work......" The previous voice was anxious and trembled slightly.

"Don't worry, everyone, I just calculated a hexagram for Mu Shizhu, she will be fine soon, and relax first and think about countermeasures slowly."

"You said it would be good, it would be good? If you are really so spiritual, haven't you already attained the Dao and ascended to immortality? Will you still stay in that broken temple? Will it still come out of what you call 'travel, travel'......"

The voice was anxious and angry.

"Shhhhhhh It's not too early, let's go back to the car separately, Ningning needs to rest......"

"Well, the progress of the journey is slower, and everything will be talked about when she wakes up."

Mu Ningjiu wanted to open her eyes, wanted to make a sound, and said that she was very good, and she didn't need to slow down her trip for her, but she couldn't move as if she was controlled. What's going on? She only remembered blowing the fire herself, and then ...... I fell into a coma and woke up...... Just restrained? No way? Exactly, what happened?

The crickets outside the window chirped one after another, and she took a deep breath, smelling of earthy wetness. What time is it? She... How long was he in a coma?

A cool breeze blew in through the car window, and goosebumps immediately formed on the small part of her bare neck. She shrunk her neck and sighed silently. Suddenly, there was a burst of heat on his left back, and the burning pain hit him one after another, and Mu Ningjiu's forehead began to sweat. What's the situation? Run a fever? When did your body become so weak and couldn't help it? As the heat wave hit, her head began to grow heavier......

Suddenly, in the other direction, a gust of wind arose, bringing back her consciousness that had been eaten away.

"Little fox, I'm sorry......" a low, magnetic male voice sounded, "I didn't take good care of you...... I"

He paused and replied: "I know that I have a bad personality, a bad temper, clumsiness, a dead face, a subordinate, and always quarrel with you. I'm just an empty vase, useless. "If Mu Ningjiu can speak now, he must say that it is the first time that you have such a comprehensive understanding of yourself, which is too right, and it can be regarded as an advantage. But she couldn't.

"I will try my best to change these shortcomings, become a better version of myself, and have the ability to protect you. I hope that then, you will not have to hide your sadness with a bright and overly large smile. I know that you are very wary and do not trust others; I know you're good at disguise, but you don't want to expose your most vulnerable self to others; I know, your pain ......" Mu Ningjiu's heart contracted, and an invisible pain spread: he... How... How so? How could it be known? The deepest wound in her heart was mentioned again, and the first thing she thought of was to escape, but she couldn't move. I thought that the pain had already been numb. I didn't expect it to be, it hurts, it hurts. She thought to herself.

“...... I don't want to sympathize with you, and I don't need to be proud. Just wanted to say, I like you, all of you. It may have been sudden, as I felt when I knew what I was thinking. The stronger you are, the harder I will try to break your strength until the day you take off your disguise and cry aloud in my arms. Shang Jin looked at Mu Ningjiu, who was lying motionless, picked up the wine jug, and poured it into his mouth, leaving not a drop left. Then he blinked and muttered:

"Hehe, I didn't calculate it, but I didn't calculate it, it would be planted in your hands, you, and my master I live a free life among the flowers...... Hmm, isn't it just good-looking, with my beauty, what kind of immortals can't be found? You, you ......" He staggered, staggering, looking at Mu Ningjiu's rare quiet sleeping face on the side couch, his heart moved.

"You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life."

Mu Ningjiu was stunned by Shang Jin's words without warning just now. Surprised, uneasy, sad, suspicious...... All kinds of emotions came to her heart, disturbing her pool of calm heart.

A faint scent of wine hit, and a burning breath sprayed on her right cheek, getting closer and closer. There was a momentary pause in the breath. Then, a soft object, like a dragonfly touching water, touched her skin.

"Boom-" Her brain was momentarily fragmented, and when she reacted, she was helpless because she couldn't move. If she could move, a slap would have been called out a long time ago, how could Shang Jin dare to be so presumptuous and pretend to be crazy with wine? Exasperating! It's infuriating!

I don't know if it was because of anger or what, but the skin that was touched, from the inside out, became hotter and hotter like a boil, as if it was about to burn herself. The intoxicating wine was mellow and lingering, and her fast-paced brain slowed down.

"Little fox, what a dream." The wind rises, the slightest coolness, refreshing people's spleen.

Inside the car, the subtle touch of skin and skin was still clearly recognizable, and she couldn't forget it. Like... She? She doesn't match his aura and mocks each other every day, he likes her? Is the sun coming out of the west? The confusion and strangeness in her heart became a mess, and she shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

Well? Can she move?! If you don't come early or late, after Shang Jin leaves, she really thinks she is a sleeping beauty? Alas, it's really infuriating...... She opened her long-closed eyes, and the moon glowed coldly. It's already night? She looked at the slightly fluttering curtain and ......

The boundless greenery is shrouded in darkness and hides its vitality. In front of the gently swaying tree, stood a woman in a black power suit, her hands waved, and a crimson seal appeared in front of her, shining in the night. She closed her eyes, muttering something silently, and the flames burst out of the seal and flew towards somewhere in the woods, and she saw this, and quickly followed.

With a "bang", the flames had already lit the trunk of the tree, and the smell of burning immediately came from the air. She lowered her hand into the void a little, and as soon as she retracted it, she extinguished the fire. Kicking open the burnt bark, she pinched her nose and entered with her cat's waist.

Hey, it's empty. She walked out of it, and her eyes were covered with waist-high green grass, which was growing upwards at an alarming rate. She raised an eyebrow: Green Soul? So much?! She had only seen three plants in her mother's garden, saying that they were rare species given by others. Here, it's actually a piece! Moreover, this grass is extremely vigorous, if someone is not deliberately controlling it with spells, how can it only reach her waist. Otherwise, it's ...... Green elves? She had seen in ancient books that the green elves lived on green spirits and were social nocturnal animals. No wonder the green souls have been eaten better, it should be time for dinner.

The sound of "da-da-da" gradually approached from the invisible darkness in the distance, and became louder and louder. Isn't it, it's really coming?

A group of small ponies, no taller than her knees, stopped two feet away from her, with round black and shining eyes, looking at her curiously.

She was watching them too: fluffy green fur that shimmered softly green in the dark night. They are like cute little elves, with mysterious and comfortable glow green, haunting the darkness and lighting up every corner. On her head, her ears rotated flexibly, and she could even clearly see the same fluffy fur inside. According to my mother, this little guy can understand human speech and is very spiritual, but it is still very difficult to subdue it. She thought.

Clasped her hands together and placed them on her chest, she closed her eyes and silently recited a string of words. A spinning fiery red roulette wheel suddenly appeared on the bottom of her foot, just enough to circle her. On the periphery of the roulette wheel, there is a seven-pointed star, which shines with different colors of light at its various vertices, faintly, but you can feel its potential power.