"Oh, that's my mother's house, and the old man's favorite thing is that the house is close to the courtyard door and kitchen, and no matter how late I come back, I can immediately bring me a hot meal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Pang Song took a rag and wiped the water stains on the table and stool, "Mother always said that there are too few people in the family, every time I bring friends to eat and drink, she is very happy, this small courtyard has been empty for a month, you come today, but unfortunately my mother can't entertain in person." ”

"Pang, Brother Pang, I can understand your feelings. The boy hugged the urn tightly, "My mother has also passed away, and I miss her every day, and I dream of her in my dreams." ”

"Then you are much better than me, not only do you have this, but you can also dream of your mother. Pang Song came out with steamed buns and pickles, and asked deliberately, "Little brother, you are not old, do you know how to drink?"

The young man devoured steamed buns, and almost choked when he heard this: "Brother Pang, drink it, I won't drink." ”

"I don't drink either, I'm just afraid that you will be scared, so let you drink some wine to strengthen your courage. Do you think that if you only stay here for one night, you will definitely not be able to find your head?" Pang Song glanced at the young man and said with a smile, "Some time ago, a foreigner came here, saying that he passed by here many years ago, and his youngest daughter was seriously ill and died, so she was buried under an old pine tree on the mountain, and now she has come to pick up the bones and return to her hometown. Because of the unfamiliar terrain, I asked someone from the town to lead the way to find it, but the pine tree was found, but no bones were found. ”

"There are so many beasts on the mountain. The boy said.

"There were no signs of exhumation, and the coffin and burial goods were intact, except for the bones. The remains that no one knew about many years ago can be stolen, not to mention you, the one who will leave tomorrow, will the demon let go of the food sent to his mouth?" Pang Song saw that the young man's face turned white with fright, and comforted again, "I told you this, not to scare you, but to hope that you would be careful." You and I stay in a room at night, and don't sleep no matter how sleepy you are, you know?"

The boy regretted that he should not have set foot in this town, and secretly decided, not to mention not sleeping, even if he fought for his life, he had to protect his mother.

At night, Pang Song slept outside, and the boy slept inside, holding the urn sideways, and the two talked with each other. Most of the time, it was Pang Song who was talking about his mother, about his fiancée who had not been able to pass through the door, and suddenly felt guilty when he looked at the thin face of the young man, and that he should not have dragged this poor stranger into danger.

"Well, little brother, I don't know your name yet. Pang Song asked.

"Nangong Fei. The boy replied.

"Spread your wings, good name. Pang Song immediately praised.

"It's a matter of causing trouble. Nangong Fei opened his eyes, "Brother Pangda reported himself to his family early in the morning, but he didn't ask about my name and family history until now, these words were originally left on the Huangquan Road to say again, right? Since you are not sure of your life, why do you have to take revenge? Your mother and fiancée must want you to live safely and happily. ”

"What is the difference between living and dying for a person who has no worries? How can I live peacefully and happily? My greatest wish in life is revenge, and if I can die together, it is the best. Pang Song smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you and your mother." ”

Believe that you are a ghost, Nangong Fei silently hugged the ashes altar, and in a trance, he seemed to see a black shadow swaying outside the door, frightened a clever, but there was nothing left when he fixed his eyes, and heard Pang Song's low voice in his ears: "It's here." ”

Pang Song held the waist knife with one hand, signaling Nangong Fei to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep,

Nangong Fei hurriedly closed his eyes, vaguely heard the sound of something crawling, getting closer and closer, and carefully opened a crack and suddenly gasped in fright. The dark vines, covered with white bones, were densely spread on the ground, and the snake wriggled rapidly in the direction of the bed, the longest of which had touched the edge of the bed. There was a huge red flower blooming on the top, and a hideous human face was clearly visible in the center of the flower, looking greedily at the ash altar in the middle of the bed, and Bai Sensen's saliva dripping.

"Gu'er Mei!" Nangong Fei screamed, but he was also startled by the flower demon, his face disappeared, revealing a bloody mouth, and he bit at Nangong Fei.

"Demon!" Pang Song scolded hatefully, turned over and sat up, raised his hand and inserted the knife with the yellow fu in the center of the flower.

The roar of the beast mixed with the terrible voice of the human almost cut out the human heart, the flower demon was severely injured by Pang Song, and he did not forget the urn, the vines were pumped to the bed without a head, attached to the urn and pulled out.

Nangong Fei hugged the columbarium and shrunk into a ball, no matter how much pain he had on his body, he would not let go. Finally, when there was no sound, when he opened his eyes, he saw Pang Song's blood all over his body, and while panting heavily, he quickly pulled out a pile of talisman paper from under the bed, and told him to "Don't move!" and quickly chased out.

Nangong Fei sat up in shock, only then did he realize that the urn was much lighter, and when he opened it, it was empty! The flower demon had already sucked the ashes inside when the vines were attached to the urn.

"Brother Pang, my mother's ashes are gone. Nangong Fei rushed out of the door to chase after him, but the figures of the flower demon and Pang Song were gone. However, the flower demon was injured, and blood dripped along the way. The viscous liquid of Bai Sensen was particularly noticeable in the moonlight, until, the ancient house.

Guermei grows with bones, and it has a dead breath in itself, which is covered by demonic energy before, and it is not easy to notice. Now that Pang Song has seriously injured Gu Ermei's demon body, the dead air will no longer be concealed, and the gloomy aura makes the entire ancient mansion like a cemetery.

With such a condensed dead air, I don't know how many human bones have been devoured!

There was no shadow of Pang Song outside the wall, so he must have climbed over the wall and entered.

Nangong Fei didn't have the ability to climb over the wall, so he impatiently slipped back and forth outside the wall a few times, and finally gritted his teeth and stood in front of the root of the wall. The imaginary wall collision did not appear, and after practicing countless wall piercing techniques, this time it actually succeeded.

"Mother......" Nangong Fei was crying, and after hearing the movement in the distance, he hurriedly wiped his tears and chased after him.

Probably because Pang Song's whereabouts were discovered, there were a lot of people patrolling the ancient house, Nangong Fei thought about whether to pinch a stealth trick, after all, he was not sure if he could go again, so he could only walk through the small garden full of thorns with a ruthless heart. Coming out of a corner where no one was around, the clothes on his body were only strips of rags, and the liquid that didn't know whether it was blood or sweat slowly slid over the skin, soaking the wound and hurting hotly.

Nangong Fei groped his way to a courtyard with an increasingly dense dead air, and found that there were no people in this courtyard anywhere, and he was more and more sure that the flower demon was raised by the ancient family. The woman's bones found, the good ones were used to make beauty bottles, and the bad ones went into the stomach of the flower demon.

Thinking that his mother's ashes were in this courtyard, and he didn't know how to be treated, Nangong Fei couldn't bear it for a moment, pushed the door and rushed in.