In summer, the night in the mountain village is very noisy, with all kinds of insects chirping, frogs chirping, rats and snakes, dogs barking, pigs snoring, and birds puffing on people.

In the fall, all of a sudden there was no sound.

Tonight it rained in autumn, cool and silky, falling on the cement road of the country road, the rain fell on the cement road that had been hot all day, the color immediately became lighter, and the water idea disappeared in a few seconds, and immediately a little bit fell on the side, and it disappeared immediately, but the rain gradually became heavier, and finally it was all wet, and it also merged into a fine stream of water.

The autumn night, which was quiet and without a sound, suddenly became mocking, rain falling on the roof, leaves, cut cement roads, far and near, all the sounds were different, mocking but orderly in chaos.

Shengqing sat on the roof of the house, and the rain fell on him and passed through, after all, he was a ghost. @精华\/Shuge Error-free Debut~~

The locust tree in front of the village seems to have endless leaves, endless, faintly drowning the entire mountain village under the dead branches and leaves.

The one above is not a figurative sentence.

A group of martial arts masters in the partridge room are like ants on a hot pot.

In the past few days, a small mountain village has surprised them no longer knowing how many times.

First of all, last night, there was an inexplicable existence of a suspected immortal who suddenly came, then suddenly disappeared, and then repeatedly jumped sideways.

In the middle of the night, the uncle who often came to the small mountain village to sit and drink, drink Coke and watch them go about their work, and from time to time beat the king under the locust tree, was actually a fucking immortal.

In the second half of the night, a fool suddenly appeared, with a terrifying cultivation talent, a breath and a meditation starter, a tea cultivation introductory, and an hour to learn enough to start a sect of immortals.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you compare with him, you can't count yourself and others as rotten wood, maybe that person doesn't die, and he can really produce a sixth human immortal.

And now, what's going on?

The leaves of the locust tree seem to be inexhaustible, and the wind rolls up with the momentum of overwhelming the sky, and the long river of dead leaves paved by the locust leaves gushes and erupts on the sparse mountainside of the houses, and spurs and whirls after hitting the wall, filling every gap with the momentum that sweeps everything.

The waves surround the mountainside and sweep the entire mountain, the turbidity waves are emptied, and the sun and stars are faint.

A partridge flies out of the partridge room and flutters its wings into the night.

A man dressed as a car mechanic, surrounded by all the people around him, arguing and asking what was going on outside.

"Don't argue, don't argue, see."

The partridge flew into the sky and watched the river of locust leaves pouring into the mountains, and a white bone arm appeared under the locust leaves, and there were more and more of these white bones, and countless skeletons were pulling each other.

It's a river of bones made up of skeletons.

One by one, the stones also surfaced, sometimes hidden, and there were three big characters on it - Lethe River.

"Lethe River? Do you see the Lethe River? ”

"Obediently, what's the Lethe River like? The Lethe River appeared? ”

"You'll see you when you open the door now."

“…… That's so unlucky. ”

The car repairman booed, and all the people around him didn't dare to speak, including the female sword fairy, Huang Mao, the flat-headed and petite girl who stayed overnight at the beginning, all listened to him carefully.

They're probably sure

This mountain village is very evil.

"A woman appeared on a wooden boat, wearing a white dress and a shawl with long hair......"

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"Isn't this Sadako?"

"Hey, don't interrupt him, you continue to talk about the car repairer, what's wrong with that woman?"

The woman with a 'Jiang Hao's face, looked up at the partridge above, and the partridge immediately flew down obediently and stood on her jade little arm.

The man in the partridge room was stunned.

"What's going on?" The person next to him asked urgently.

The mechanic blinked and said, "The plugged eye was pulled out, and the vision was lost." ”

Huang Mao snorted: "It's really useless." ”

The mechanic stiffened his neck and said, "You can do it." ”

The monk on the side looked at the partridges in the back houses: "Isn't there still one?" ”

The Taoist priest shook his robe: "It's not good, the little brother of the other family gave us a foothold, and he also harmed other people's partridges." ”

The monk interjected: "Tell the donor tomorrow that I will buy it from him." (This chapter is not finished!) )

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。 ”

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and spit out: "The bald donkey is rich." ”

“……”

Jiang Hao, not too dirty, gave the partridge a hair, and looked up at the goal of her trip.

Her voice was a little different from Jiang Hao's, and her voice was like a silver bell: "Don't stay in the world if you die, follow me back to the true spiritual river, and I will let you stand on the Nai He Bridge." ”

Shengqing shook his head, the mountain village was cloudy and rainy, and he didn't see the stars and moons, he was a little disliked.

Forget it, there is no rain tonight.

A ray of moonlight broke through the clouds and fell on the mountain village, and the rooftops and treetops were all covered with a layer of silver light, and the other low-lying places were already crowded with white bones.

"For thousands of years, immortals like me who failed to cross the catastrophe have all gone back with you, girl?"

Jiang Hao, nodded, the river composed of skeletons must not be stable, bumpy and stumbling, she is like a sailor who conquers the sea on a rainy night.

There was a skeleton pulling the boat next to him, his hand was already pulling on the hull of the boat, and half of his body leaned up, 'Jiang Hao, lifted the corner of his skirt, stretched out his foot and stepped on it, and stepped on it with both feet.

"Go back, girl, I don't want to go with you."

"It's not up to you to decide, I'm here to take you back tonight."

"Does the girl want to do it with me?"

Partridges kept flying out of the little house in the distance, and after holding on in the air for less than ten seconds, they landed on the boat, and as soon as they landed, another flew out.

There were more and more partridges standing on the boat, and the women on the boat did not hurt them, and a group of partridges behind them tilted their heads and stared at Doudou.

Life never ends, and death continues.

'Jiang Nao, didn't talk nonsense with him.

In the long river of skeletons, three skeletons came out, and the bones were suddenly connected with tendons, long flesh, covered skin, and hair, and the whites of the eyes appeared in the hollow eye sockets, and the eyes appeared in the center of the whites of the eyes.

Suddenly, three muscular naked men stood in front of Jiang Nao.

She looked at the three men's butts and was silent for a moment.

In the next second, the three of them were wearing armor and weapons, and they were extraordinary in the moonlight, and Shengqing on the opposite side looked thin.

He calculated three trigrams for himself.

There is nothing to do today, and the hexagram is like a big murderer.

There is nothing to do today, and the hexagram is like a big murderer.

There is nothing to do today, and the hexagram is like a big murderer.

"Sir, I'm here to help you."

There seemed to be someone behind him talking, but there was nothing.

The hexagram is coming again, Daji, he has nothing to do today.

The mechanic of the partridge house was already incoherent, and relayed the situation to the twenty-seven people around, and the existence of two suspected immortals fought, and the people present got goosebumps just by listening to the relay.

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"Those three, they are not the overlords of Western Chu, the flying tiger general Li Cunxiao, and the tiger idiot Xu Zhu."

"So fast! I can't see the action at all, and the person was torn apart all at once last night? Fake, turned into leaves, lying in a good cow...... The vision is lost again. ”

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations outside spread, and every time it was at the level of heaven and earth cracking, the people in the partridge room were itching, but they didn't dare to go out to look.

It is said that they are cultivators, but they are still in the martial arts stage, and those old immortals are not at the same latitude as them, and their various abilities are unreasonable.

Suddenly, those two terrifying spiritual power fluctuations disappeared.

The people around were about to release another partridge out soon, when the door in front of the partridge house suddenly banged, accompanied by a hoarse voice.

"Sister, come and open the door, my mother-in-law will come to sleep with you, open the door."

A room full of martial arts masters lifted their hearts, and they had heard the story of the old Orion about the human velvet during the day.

What the hell is going on outside this door?

The spiritual power fluctuations outside the mountain village suddenly disappeared, and there was a sense of peace, what happened outside?

This village is very evil.

Feng Wuli, who was dressed in pajamas, had no place to settle at all, and he stood on the roof of a house and looked at the woman on the boat:

"But the bridge master? Why are you here? ”

The woman on the boat chuckled: "Come and take away the person in front of you, I'm really sorry that the gentleman is asleep." ”

Feng asked unreasonably: "Why did you take him away?" ”

"That's the rule, I'm just doing things for my master."

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"Your master is Master Meng Po?"

"I missed it."

She's honest.

Feng Wulan groaned unreasonably, looked at Shengqing, the other party was still light, and then looked at the mysterious Nai He Bridge Master, the other party was wearing a mask and couldn't see his demeanor.

There was a river of white bones underneath, and the moonlight sprinkled on the three of them, quietly, and he probably couldn't beat any of the two in front of him.

But this was his uncle's house, and he had come back to fear that the village would be affected by these supernatural powers.

Feng unreasonably advised: "Don't fight here." ”

"Okay." However, the bridge master agreed.

The other party simply had to let the wind unreasonably surprised.

"Why don't you fight?"

"Hmm."

Shengqing: "......"

Feng Wuli's tone was not quite sure: "Really? ”

However, the bridge master chuckled, the water level of the Skeleton River dropped, locust leaves emerged from the gaps of the skeletons, the stone monument of the Lethe River also dived under the dry bones, and all the partridges on the boat flew back to the partridge house.

"Sir's face, I still have to give it."

"What face do I have?"

The wind asked unreasonably, but the woman had already dived under the dry bones with the wooden boat, and the river of bones disappeared like a retreat, leaving only the leaves of the locust trees in the ground.

There is only one person and one ghost left in the mountain village.

Feng Wuli is a little hot in his heart, why does this feel like his identity is not simple, this is why the master of the bridge seems to know himself, could it be that he is some kind of awesome reincarnation?

Will it affect the college entrance examination?

Feng looked at Shengqing unreasonably: "Why did she come to arrest you?" ”

"Those who have failed to detain the immortal gate in the past dynasties and still maintain the immortality of the true spirit will be extradited to the true spirit river by the master of the bridge, which is the rule of Lord Meng Po. _o_m ”

"But is the bridge master very strong?"

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"If I buckle the front of the immortal gate, I am not her opponent."

"And now?"

"Not really."

“…… So she's strong? ”

"No, it's just that I'm weak."

“……”

The wind yawned unreasonably, and was woken up again in the middle of the night.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep, what about you?"

Sheng Qing glanced back, it was indeed the son of the old hunter who helped him just now, and now his wisp of true spirit is estimated to have followed the bridge master back to the true spirit river.

Shengqing turned around and bowed to the room.

Then follow the wind unreasonably back to the village head house, the moonlight shines on the mountain road very clearly, the mountain road has fallen a lot of locust leaves, stepping on it makes a light sound like rubbing sand, the mountain village is quiet, only the footsteps of the two people.

He knew that the robbery of his detaining the immortal gate was over, and it had become a strange thing that stayed in the world like Wang Xilou.

In front of the Buckle Immortal Gate, he calculated a lot of hexagrams for himself.

If you want to return to Huaiqing, you have to make a lot of noise, let many people know that he wants to detain Xianmen, and finally attract many people to come to Huaiqing, so that you can survive the catastrophe.

If it weren't for his disciple, he would have been taken away by the Nai He Bridge Master, and if it weren't for the young man in pajamas in front of him, the Nai He Bridge Master would not have retreated.

He made a hexagram and wanted to count the young man in front of him.

I saw an old man on fire giving him the middle finger.

“……”

Don't believe in evil and start again.

I saw a little girl who looked very similar to the master of the Nai He Bridge just now, five or six years old, studying in a bamboo forest, and her voice was loud.

Erase it off, and the hexagram will rise again.

I saw Wang Xilou in the past, sitting alone in the courtyard to eat, but there were two bowls of rice on the table, and I was lying on the table and sobbing while eating.

No, this person has intersected with too many immortals, or immortal-level creatures, and it is not clear at all.

At this time, in the partridge room, all the martial arts masters were lying down, and from time to time a dream word came out of their mouths, which was probably not a good dream.

At the door, a safflower Lycoris sprouted at some point, swaying gently, and it has another name - the other side flower.

……

When I returned to the house, I saw that the lights in the room were on, and when I opened the door and went in, I found the little zombie sitting at the head of the bed and putting on his shoes, a coat on the outside of his pajamas, and his hair tied up in front of him.

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"What are you doing?"

Wang Xilou blinked: "What are you going to do, why are you running out in the middle of the night?" ”

Feng unreasonably told her what had just happened, although Wang Xilou failed to become an immortal back then, he did not turn back into a true spirit, so he had not experienced this stubble.

The two masters and apprentices really didn't understand it, seeing that the time was already two o'clock in the morning, there was a thunderstorm outside, and the rain that had been suppressed for a long time gathered again and fell down with a bang.

Feng unreasonably yawned and went to bed.

The lights in the room went out, and the little zombie took off his coat, sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and made two soft noises on the hard soles and the ground, lifted a little quilt, and lay down beside him.

Say goodnight to each other.

The autumn rain in the mountains outside is very cold, and the quilt is so warm that Wang Xilou doesn't need to sleep much, and he can't sleep a little after waking up.

Until she heard the gentle breathing of the person next to the pillow, she quietly raised her head, turned over to look at his face, raised her arms and stared at him with her chin on her hip, she could only see an outline, but she was extremely satisfied, she felt at ease just by looking at it, and grinned from time to time.

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"Did you sleep?" She asked in a low voice.

Didn't get a response.

The little zombie was a little lost, but it was only a little bit, and it was impossible to wake him up to talk to him.

"I love you."

It's still a gas, very quiet, very low.

After a while, I came back to my senses when I heard the rooster crowing outside the village, and it was already dark outside the window, and it was estimated that it was three o'clock.

She pulled her hair behind her ears, slowly lowered her face, pressed her soft and cool lips to his, closed her eyes, just stuck them together like this, and touched him with her softest place.

When I opened my eyes, I found a pair of eyes looking at me. _o_m

Wang Xilou: "......"

It's a shame to be like this, Master!

Feng Wuli immediately understood, closed his eyes again, pretended not to see anything, and tried to awaken Wang Xilou's little spirit of being a teacher, and he should not molest his apprentice while he was sleeping.

As a result, the annoyed little zombie deceived himself and even pried open his teeth.

“…… Don't give up on yourself. ”

"Let the master be enough!"

"I'm so sleepy."

“……”

I was reluctant to disturb his rest all of a sudden.

"Auntie's pickled duck eggs are delicious, you can learn how to make them tomorrow."

Her tone was unscathing: "Master deserves to cook for you for a lifetime!" ”

"You're cooking deliciously."

Feng turned over unreasonably, let the little zombie pill on his arm, and reached out to hug each other, like hugging a pillow, a pair of soft and hot little feet stepped on his wide instep.

"Why are you hugging Master, hugging your duck eggs."

The wind is unreasonable and silent, anyway, she will definitely go to study tomorrow, and she will definitely do it immediately after she gets home, more attentive than she mentions it.

The two whispered softly, chatting with each other, and soon, smelling each other's bodies, they fell asleep together, and they didn't know if they were still hugging each other in their dreams.

However, looking at the corners of Wang Xilou's mouth buried in other people's chests, it is estimated that all of them are his little apprentices in his dreams.

It's not a monster.

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