As mentioned earlier, the demon spirit is not dead, and it burrows into the ground. Chapter 5: Real people's hearts are difficult to understand, and Linzhou is making waves again

It turned out that there was another layer under the cave, and this second cave was not protected by a magic circle or the like, there was neither blood food nor elixir, only a litter of rats,—— and now it has become a dead rat. Who would have thought that the rat hole was actually the tiger's three holes.

The demon soul rolled his eyes, as if looking for something, he floated to a white stone, hesitated for a while, and then broke it, grabbed the white spar in it, and said to himself: "This thing can only be passed by the divine soul." It's not just that Your Majesty today. As he spoke, he pinched and exploded the spar, and at the same time attracted the black brilliance in his body, and an abrupt black mixed hole appeared, and a big hand rushed out, pulling the demon soul in. Tight, the hole is gone, and it is calm.

The demon soul was pulled into a room, this room is neither immortal ethereal, nor demonic roughness, nor demon arrogance, but like the mortal emperor's imperial study, with a carved dragon throne in the center, in front of the seat there is a mahogany table, there are four treasures of the study, there are bookcases on both sides of the wooden table, hanging shafts. On the side stood a woman dressed in black.

"Zhou Li, Examination of Gongji, Zhong's Family" "Five into the line, seven into the line" ancient Han Zheng Xuan's note: "Where the Xuanxi, between the Xuan, the six into the Xuan" is to show that the silk black and the Xuanxi are similar.

The demon soul was confused, glanced around, and saw a man standing with his back to him, wearing a dark robe with a turtle painted on it, and a snake coiled on the turtle, and then quickly lowered his head.

"Your Majesty. The demon soul said respectfully, and was about to continue, when the man's palm slowly stretched out and pressed it to the head of the man in animal skin, the end of his five fingers, the squatting of his palm, and a black light appeared. Immediately poured into the demon soul and said leisurely: "I don't need you to say it. ”——

Xuanyin soul searching supernatural powers

A flash of horror flashed on the demon spirit's face, and all expressions suddenly froze, and there was a void in his eyes. Suddenly, scene by scene, picture after picture, all the past of the demon soul appeared in front of the man's eyes one by one.

The man slowly withdrew his palm, and the demon soul's eyes gradually lost their luster and became empty, and then the body of the divine soul faded and disappeared.

Xuanyin's soul searching supernatural power is to shatter its divine soul first, and then read the memory. How can its soul survive for a long time when its soul is shattered?

"Heavenly Descendant, Linyun Pavilion, Luo Feng Luo Jianfeng. The man sat on the carved dragon throne, and gently tapped the table with his right hand, "Tie Silk", and the man suddenly said: "You will go to Linzhou." ”——

Linzhou City

At this time, it was already sunset, and Linzhou City was still very noisy, especially on the big Ye Mansion in the city, an old student's voice floated out of the mansion far away, and he said: "Dajiangdong goes to the waves of thousands of stacks, leading these dozens of people to drive this small boat and a leaf." It is not as good as the nine-fold dragon and phoenix, but it is the den of the tiger and the wolf. The big husband is different, I look at this single knife will be like the Saicun community...... The river water of the fierce soldiers is still hot, so as to teach me to be miserable!

Twenty years of inexhaustible heroic blood!"

On the oblique side of the house, there is an inn, called Fengshadu, presumably the boss must have gone through the ditch in his early years, but he is an open-minded person, otherwise there is no such rough and distant pride.

A middle-aged scribe sits by the window, orders a pot of fine wine, two or three side dishes, and drinks himself. When he heard the singing, he cried out, "Man, throw him a few pieces of silver, and ask, "What is the joy of this family?" ”

"Guest, you're asking someone. The guy weighed it, quickly put it in his pocket, and the smile on his face bloomed like a chrysanthemum: "There is nothing I don't know about the ten miles of Lin'an City." The speaker patted his chest: "This Ye Mansion Ye Master is a local good man, who doesn't listen to this," the guy gave a thumbs up, "But Ye Ye only has a son at the age of sixty, it is this Ye Jun who gave birth to Ye Gongzi, and his nickname is a Lin character, and Ye Ye also likes to call him a nickname." It's precious to him. Today, it is Ye Gongzi's seventy-fifth birthday, and three days later, Ye Gongzi's birthday, so they did it together, and Ye Gongzi likes to listen to Guan Hanqing's writing in Gu Yuan Shi Guan Dawang went to the single knife meeting alone. No, Master Ye invited the troupe to sing for sixteen days. ”

The middle-aged scribe waved his hand, and the man retreated in interest, but perhaps for the sake of the silver, he said before leaving that there was a mass grave in the west of the city, and that he should not go unless necessary.

The scribe's heart was indescribable, and he silently pondered, "There is no hurry to kill and rob, it is better to wait for a while." Well, let's go to Chongzhen Temple to explore first, so as to be perfect. Thinking about it, he drank the contents of the cup and turned it back into the room—

Yefu

A young man dressed in Tsing Yi knocked on the door of a room: "Young master, young master, the master called you over in the front garden." ”

"Got it. The voice of the young man in the room came out: "Tell my father, I will arrive later." ”

"Yes, young master. The young man in the room heard the footsteps in the distance, and got up.

The young man is Ye Junsheng, when the corpse of the mass grave in the west of the city was removed, Jinghong has been shattered, in his sixteen years or self-refining or trading, there is not only one magic sword, just just chose the handle of the imperial void "Raise the sword through the gods."

Ye Junsheng pushed open the door, the courtyard was deep, surrounded by rockeries, gurgling water, and full of green trees and red flowers. Turning east and west, I passed through small wooden bridges and curved corridors, but suddenly opened up, and the winding paths were quiet. It's a brilliant workmanship.

Turning the corridor, I suddenly heard someone shouting, "Jun Sheng." Ye Junsheng turned his head to look, and saw an old man standing in the rockery pavilion, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with gray hair, not angry and arrogant.

Ye Junsheng frowned, then stretched, showed a smile, and said, "Why are you here, aren't you in the vestibule?"

"Does Daddy miss you? Master Ye smiled and said, "Come here, let Dad take a good look." ”