"That's it, that's it." The cold female voice said impatiently, "For your sake, this seat will not blame you." ”

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Shen Si said gratefully.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do when you come this time?" The female voice asked.

"The arm has been offered, please let me and my wife go with me." Shen Si said and kowtowed to the statue again and again.

"And who is this arm?" The female voice continued to ask.

Shen Si was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare to deceive, this arm is definitely my wife's." ”

"So, you cut off your wife's arm and offered it to me, just to seek my protection?" There was a hint of anger in the female voice.

"How could the villain be willing to cut off his wife's arm." Shen Si's tears were about to fall, and he continued, "The arm was given to me by my father, and he told me that only by dedicating the broken arm to you can I bless the safety of our husband and wife. ”

Shen Si sobbed and told the ins and outs of the matter, and when it came to the last seven-foot man, he couldn't stop crying.

"So, these severed arms on the offering table are all married couples in the village, cut down and worshipped?" After a long silence, the female voice asked.

Shen Si was slightly stunned, wiped a handful of tears and said, "Aren't these offered to you?" ”

Only then did the demon realize that he had slipped his mouth, but fortunately, the general situation was clear, so he nodded at Mu Yu, and Mu Yu dissolved the stealth technique with understanding.

Looking at the three people who suddenly appeared behind the offering table, Shen Si suddenly gasped coldly, and in a panic, he once again prostrated on the ground, muttering in his mouth: "Adults, what the villain said is the truth, it's the truth." ”

"Don't be afraid, we're not the evil gods who cut off people's arms." The demon comforted.

But Shen Si didn't seem to hear it, and kept hitting his head on the ground.

The sound of knocking kowtow was particularly harsh in the silence of the night.

The demon looked at Pu Jia and Mu Yu as if asking for help, Mu Yu spread his hands and motioned to the demon to solve it by himself, Pu Jia first touched the head of the demon and then spread his hands, also looking lively.

The demon secretly said in his heart: If you solve it yourself, you will solve it yourself.

She cleared her throat, learned the tone of voice again, and said coldly, "If you don't get up, I'll cut off your arm." ”

After thinking about it, I probably felt that the strength of this kind of talk was not enough, and there was no evil momentum that an evil god should have, so he pretended to be evil and added two words fiercely: "Drink!" ”

Shen Si stood up tremblingly, never daring to look directly into the eyes of the three of them.

"From now on, I will ask you a few questions, and if you dare to lie to me, you will bear the consequences." Demon Dao.

Shen Si nodded yes again and again.

"What's your name?" The demon asked.

"Villain Shen Si." Shen Si replied.

"You said earlier that all married women in the village would have their arms cut off, is that true?"

"The villain does not dare to deceive." Shen Sidao.

"You also say that people in the village will die unexpectedly and tragically if they leave the village for more than three days?" The demon continued.

"The villain once saw with his own eyes that his hair died tragically at the entrance of the village, and his whole body was wrapped with a terrible black mist." Shen Si seemed to recall the scene again, trembling all over.

"Black mist...... "The demon groaned and looked at Pu Jia and Mu Yu on the side, and wondered, "Is it a ghost?" ”

The two of them were taken aback, obviously not expecting the demon to guess it, so Pu Jia said softly: "Don't worry about the demon, although it is the same ghost, but mortals and you are different after all." And we're sure to find the Spring Grass and heal you. ”

"Don't think nonsense, the demon is still ready to marry you, you don't want to escape from my palm easily." Mu Yu also comforted.

The performance of the two people made the demon confirm his previous judgment. She was grateful, because she knew that Pu Jia and Mu Yu had been hiding from her because they were worried about her crankiness.

The demon didn't say anything more, but suddenly thought out of bounds: if she didn't find the thousand-year-old Youquan Grass, or even if she did, she didn't want to let Pu Jia and Mu Yu sacrifice half of their souls to save herself. At that time, it would be good if the two of them could be like Zhao Shusheng and Feng Hanlin in the excerpts, and they would be free to roam the rivers and lakes together.

But when I think about it, if the years are long enough, the most unforgettable pain can be soothed by the wind and sand, and the people who are the most concerned are forgotten by the stars and the moon, and when the two look at each other and smile, the memories are each other's past. At that time, who will remember that they have been in this world?

The demon thought of Sparrow, but how long would he live?

The demon remembered Luan'er and the ink painting again, if he was gone, who should tell their story?

Fortunately, the ink painting given to Luan'er and Xingyou himself are still kept. In the long years, there will always be people who are destined to meet, to feel, to sing the story of him and her: just like that day, when I met them outside the Dream Pavilion.

The demon was thinking wildly, Pu Jia and Mu Yu thought that she was worried about the ghost qi in her body, and Shen Si thought that this evil god must be casting some kind of spell to test whether she had lied.

The demon sighed softly, only to realize that three eyes with different expressions were staring at him at the same time.

Pu Jia is gentle and guilty, Mu Yu is rebellious and distressed, and Shen Si is much simpler—honest and fearful.

The demon smiled at Pujia and Mu Yu, and at that moment, the moonlight poured on her long hair, her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"I believe in you." Demon Dao.

Shen Si looked at the woman bathed in moonlight, and was a little stupid for a while. Through her smiling face, Shen Si seemed to see the situation when he first saw Ah Jing, who looked at him hurriedly through the crack in the door, and ran away with a red face.

The most is the shyness that is invincible to the winter sun, but it is better than ten thousand styles.

It is the ruthless and indifferent heart that gives birth to such a tender and watery face.

Shen Si looked at the demon stupidly, he couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was the evil god who made the village of no return uneasy forever.

At this moment, she looks so pure, just by looking at it, it seems to be a glimpse of the beauty of the world.

"Talking about you." Shen Si came back to his senses and realized that the demon was talking to him.

He suddenly stopped being afraid, and for some reason, he was convinced in his heart that the woman in front of him would not cut off his arm and drink.

"If you don't speak, I'll cut off your arm and drink wine." The demon said viciously.

This sentence still has some deterrent effect, and Shen Si hurriedly responded when he heard this: "The villain is listening, do you have anything else to ask?" ”

"Can outsiders enter your village?" The demon asked.