Jing'er said in a daze, "Aren't you going to look for her?" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Sixteen Dao: "In the novels of gods and monsters, most of those who go to investigate when they hear the movement have never returned. I'll just ..... you."

"I'm so sleepy. ”

"The demon will be sleepy?"

"Demons are born of demons, people are born of life, since people will be sleepy, demons will also ......" She has turned into a bronze mirror and pillowed softly on her robe.

Sixteen turns his head, "Frost and Snow ......."

Xiaobai pulled the robe, which was already used as a futon, so he wrapped around it and slept peacefully. Sixteen couldn't help but look at her little feet, her legs slightly bent, her pink toes looming under her robe, and some snow water fell from her coat and merged into thin threads that flowed to the soles of her feet. Her brows twitched slightly, and Sixteen was afraid that she would freeze, so he wiped her clean with his hands.

With a gentle wipe, Xiaobai suddenly woke up, and she stared at Sixteen's hand in surprise.

"Little Monk ......"

Xiaobai gently poked his foot in his palm, and exhaled some warmth from his mouth. Sixteen Paths: "Amitabha, I understand that a girl's feet are fun, but monks can't play. Xiao Bai seemed puzzled, since the monks couldn't play with the girl, wouldn't it be a very painful thing? Su Xiu'e's voice always came coldly: "Many men can do things, but monks can't do them, they are all yang, and female ghosts can't get close." ”

Jing'er woke up suddenly, she shook the bronze mirror, "You guy is full of nonsense, don't believe her at all, she has always been full of bad water." ”

Su Xiu'e said: "The person who drowns is called full of bad water." ”

"You! Jing'er urged the internal method, and Su Xiu'e sobbed softly, and she couldn't bear it, "Stop, she already knows her mistake." ”

Su Xiu'e stopped crying and replied shyly: "It's still a little monk, he knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, isn't he just playing with his feet? I'm willing to lick him." ”

Jing'er couldn't help but turn into a human body, and her face suddenly turned red, and she said, "There are so many ....... girls Beautiful place, why does Sixteen like to play with feet, it's too perverted. She said as she stretched her legs forward slightly, and the pair of delicate and translucent jade feet glistened in the firelight, and many men would be willing to be trampled to death.

Xiaobai was not convinced, and put his feet on the sixteen robes, which were quite delicate feet, and many demons captured the hearts of men, and their skin was stunning, like a fairy.

Jing'er's tone paused slightly, she was still a conservative girl after all, and taking off her boots to reveal her bare feet had made her blush and heartbeat....... She quickly drove these terrible thoughts out of her mind, and her mouth could not help asking, "Who is more beautiful, my feet or hers?"

Sixteen Ben didn't think of these thoughts, but Su Xiu'e's words led the topic to his feet.

She's such a bad goblin.

Sixteen was forced to look at his feet carefully. Jing'er's ankles are slender, the soles of her feet and the instep are as smooth as jade, and there are faint green tendons looming, full of a woman's maturity and charm; Sixteen hands and one foot grabbed their white and tender ankles, and said, "I have to say, the two of them have their own merits." ”

Su Xiu'e said: "You can't just fool the past, you must give them a priority." ”

Jing'er said, "Yes." ”

Xiaobai also nodded vigorously at him. Sixteen Dao: "I think the Buddha's feet are the most beautiful, so you better rest early, Amitabha." ”

Seeing that Sixteen was carrying a torch and leaving, Su Xiu'e muttered to herself: "Stinky monk! ”

Jing'er said, "Have you noticed his hand, the wound has healed?" ”

Xiaobai nodded.

The torches in the sixteen hands were only drawn from the campfire, and could not provide light for too long. He walked into the inner hall and walked through the layers of cobwebs. Sixteen muttered: "The inner hall is so long, how rich and noble this family should be during his lifetime." "Keep walking in, almost to the courtyard. There was a handprint on the gate of the courtyard, and Sixteen compared his hand to it, and found that it was smaller than himself, and it must have been left by a ghost knife. What was she doing when she slipped into the courtyard alone in the middle of the night? Sixteen tucked her robe tightly, wrapped her coat tightly, and as soon as she opened the door, the wind and snow howled.

The gate of this ancient mansion faces south, and although the north wind is blowing, the chill is still killing in an instant.

Sixteen shivered from the cold, but still buckled the hat on his bald head.

He had just walked into the backyard and immediately frowned. "There's a demonic spirit!"

In fact, the master of Sixteen is a "scientist", and he explained the demonic qi to Sixteen in this way: the human body itself has a magnetic field, just like the positive and negative poles of a battery, anion and ion, and people who specialize in cultivation themselves have pure yang righteousness, and sneaky things are afraid of the sun, so they are full of yin energy, and when the two meet, they will naturally have induction. To be able to explain metaphysics so thoroughly, it is worthy of being an abbot, and when he thinks of the abbot, his sixteen eyes dimmed.

He walked further and found a woman in black crying by the well.

Sixteen had just approached the woman when a foul-smelling wind blew out his torches.

It was pitch black, and Sixteen couldn't even see the moonlight, the darkest night he had ever seen. Upon closer inspection, the woman in black exuded a faint glow, like the luster of the moon. Sixteen said: "Female donor, you didn't ......" Before the words fell, a hand stretched out behind his back and dragged him into the weeds. "Hmm, hmm. "Sixteen looked back and saw that it was the ghost knife!

Half of her hat seemed to have been split open by a sharp object, revealing her long hair that was scattered, but her shoulders were warm. That's blood!

The ghost knife said in a low voice: "You don't want to say donors and donors when you see a person, take a good look at it." ”

Sixteen looked intently, only to see the woman in black stretching her arms, and suddenly her feet lifted off the ground and fluttered strangely in the air...... Up and down, left and right, there are no rules to follow, but it looks like dancing. But such an incongruous dance, Sixteen is still the first time I have seen it. If you look at it very carefully, you will find that there is a thin tentacle on the back of the woman. The tentacles are also jet-black and blend in completely with the environment.

The woman was controlled by a huge black monster behind her, and Sixteen remembered in a trance, and he said, "This is the 'seductive girl'." ”

The ghost knife said coldly: "Young girl, whether she grows up or not, I will slaughter it." ”

Sixteen said: "The word is the lure of seduction, and such monsters use women's ketone bodies as bait, and their real bodies hide in the darkness, and their violent nature often attracts lustful men for food." ”

The ghost knife was stunned for a while, "You monk has read a lot, since you are a disciple of Buddhism, you should be better at dealing with them." ”

Sixteen Dao: "Amitabha, the little monk does not kill." ”

"What's the use of keeping you?"

"If it dies miserably, I will give it a surplus, and if you sacrifice, I will also recite a passage of the Tibetan Sutra to you. ”

"Stay on my side. The ghost knife took out three short daggers from the inner placket and threw them suddenly!

Of the three, one is in the center of the eyebrows, one in the heart, and one in the throat. The three moves to kill are the basic tricks of the Rakshasas. But the woman took off her clothes, revealing a near-perfect ketone body, even in such a strange scene, there are men who will be tempted. They should think carefully: how can such a beautiful woman appear in the wilderness? On a snowy day, beauty cannot be changed into thick clothes to keep warm, but the men with sperm brains do not think so. They will think: If you can meet such a beautiful woman in the wilderness, isn't it just as people wish? It happens that the wind and snow are shining, and you can keep yourself out of the cold, and it is God's fate. If you are a scholar, you are more reserved, if you meet a robber and a horse thief, take off your pants and go on, it seems that you also have the magical ability to resist the cold. Sex is really a wonderful thing, and men are nothing more than those who take off their pants and those who take off their pants directly.

The woman was stabbed three times, but not a drop of blood flowed out, as if it had been inserted into a piece of flesh.

The ghost knife thought that the seductive girl was really calm, so he shouted, "How about this?" She shook off her coat, and forty-nine short daggers of stainless steel shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm!

"Goo-wah, goo-wah......." is like an old toad in a dry well calling. The seductive girl gradually appeared in shape, and it was indeed a huge toad!

Black-eyed ink-bodied toad.

It turned out that the backyard was pitch black, but it was actually blocked by this huge black "seductive girl".

"Coward, you've finally come out. ”

The seductive girl sneered, its huge mouth opened, and it spit out a fishy smell, and the ghost knife said, "It's not a small breath, let me see your ability." Her hand gradually touched the head of the black cloth.

I saw the seductive woman take back the woman's keto body behind her back, and her body jumped and pounced through the deep snow of dozens of meters, wanting to bite the ghost knife all over her body!

"You'd better not cry. ”

The ghost knife snorted coldly, and the black cloth behind it suddenly dispersed.

It was an unseen and unheard of Qimen weapon. Sixteen's eyes straightened, although the monks could not fight and kill, but they could study weapons. Sixteen more on the aspect of weapons, he once proposed to the abbot: monks not only to recite the scriptures, but also to be familiar with the world, always maintain science and technology is the primary productive force, even if not shouting and killing, at least to have an opinion on the weapons of various sects.

When he had finished, he found the abbot asleep.

He opened his sleepy old eyes and said, "Sixteen, what are you talking about, it's too long, this time it's too long." ”

Sixteen long story short, the abbot slept again.

Sixteen shook his head, and at that time he buried this thought in his heart, in addition to daily meditation and chanting, the rest of his efforts were to study weapons and strange things, as well as collect all kinds of monster information, and finally write a book called "Ten Thousand Demon Records" to wake up future generations.

Now it seems that if killing is an art, the weapon of the ghost knife is a perfect work of art.

The shape is a Tang knife with a fine flower dragon pattern, and the handle of the knife is entangled by a roaring dragon, and in the dark night, it bursts out with a breathtaking coldness. If it weren't for those seven tightly fitting notches, others would really think of it as a fastidious sword.