Inside the cave, it is deep and dark, and no human voice is heard.

The ground is rugged and difficult to walk, and the strange rocks are slanted out, and the narrowest place can only allow one person to pass sideways.

Qi Jingzhi's footsteps had been put down very lightly, but when he landed, he could still hear a very slight sound.

Looking through the silver blood flames, the more you go into the cave, the more dense the five-colored clouds become, and the rocks in the cave become more and more weird.

These five-colored clouds, which were originally permeated everywhere, were like spirituality, and gradually gathered on the edge of the blood-colored flames, and persevered to drill inside.

The silver blood flame, which has always been that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, suddenly brightened a little, forcing the surrounding five-colored clouds back.

With the advance and retreat of the blood flame and cloud qi, Qi Jingzhi had unconsciously advanced dozens of zhang and penetrated deep into the belly of the mountain.

When he struggled through a narrow stone crevice again, there was a sudden emptiness in front of him, and even the ubiquitous five-colored clouds were much thinner.

The rock that had been hanging down from above, almost grazing Qi Jingzhi's forehead, suddenly disappeared, disappearing into the darkness above, and the stone walls huddled on either side of his body also disappeared abruptly, extending a huge stone chamber hidden in the belly of the mountain.

In the center of this stone chamber, where there are no traces of artificial excavation, a gray-white square stone can be faintly seen.

The stone surface is flat, like a huge stone bed.

The rich, substance-like five-colored clouds drooped down to the edge of the stone bed, like a colorful bed curtain, light smoke and dancing, gorgeous and unusual.

Within the curtain, there seemed to be two people lying on the large gray-white stone bed, both motionless.

Seeing such a scene in such a strange and gloomy cave chamber, Qi Jing's heart was neutral and gave birth to an indescribable sense of absurdity.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and stabilize his mind, and at the same time, he no longer deliberately restrained the strength of his feet, but fell on his feet very heavily and strode towards the stone bed.

The sound of ever-increasing footsteps echoed through the empty and dead stone room, but until he stood on the edge of the stone bed, the two people lying on it were still unaware.

Qi Jingzhi took a deep breath again, stretched out the silver candlestick to force open the colorful bed curtain, and looked at the stone bed with blood light.

The next moment, the young man's eyes widened, and the indescribable shock in his eyes first appeared, and then anger burned like wildfire.

Lying on Qi Jingzhi's side on the stone bed was Lao Wei.

The old man lay on his back with his face to the sky, a shining jade pillow under his head, his eyes closed and his face smiling, as if he was sleeping soundly. Z.br>

His upper body was naked, his complexion was dark and skinny, his chest and abdomen were covered with old scars, and his clothes were thrown aside along with his red gold knife.

These are all enough, what makes Qi Jingzhi's eyes tear is that Lao Wei is not a leg below his waist, but a thick snake tail covered with silver scales!

The scales on the snake's tail glowed with a faint cold light, and they were slowly spreading towards Lao Wei's abdomen!

Such a strange scene is similar to the tiger monk in the main hall of the ancient temple of Xiaosongshan that day! Could it be that this snake tail is also an evil thing similar to the tiger skin flower clothes?

Qi Jingzhi reluctantly suppressed this terrible thought, and turned to look at the other side of the stone bed.

A young woman who was naked *** was lying on her side, covered in a gauzy white light smoke, her delicate body loomed in the smoke, and her face was obviously tightly covered, but it still made Qi Jingzhi feel amazing.

This woman's black hair is like a waterfall and her body is as soft as a snake, clinging to Lao Wei's body from one side, highlighting her delicate curves and enchanting posture.

Her jade arm rested on Lao Wei's chest, her slender hand caressed Lao Wei's neck, her slender chin rested on her shoulder, and her cherry lips were close to her ear, as if her lover was whispering intimately.

This scene is really beautiful and fragrant, but it is also a little weird, and the young man in the mountains and fields even has red ears, and he quickly looked away, and turned to look at the jade pillow that originally belonged to Peng Ze's water god Qinghonggong.

Qi Jingzhi noticed that in addition to Lao Wei, the woman's head was also pillowed on the jade pillow, and the two of them hugged each other and slept together.

"If the guess is right, this woman

Zi is the so-called Holy Maiden of the White Immortal Sect, she is the one who took away the jade pillow, she is the one who confuses the black donkey, she is the Sister Bai in Wan'er's mouth, and Miss Yuan who killed Li Huang is also her!"

"Humph! Sleeping soundly with such a loud horn, it only takes one knife to settle the account!"

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but kill again, but he didn't do it immediately, but frowned.

"It's easy to kill this defenseless saintess, but what about Old Wei? Watching him turn into a white demon snake? In a hurry, where can I find the temple and the statue that contain the divine power?"

"Huh? Divine power!"

Qi Jingzhi came back to his senses suddenly, put the silver candlestick on the stone bed, pulled out the fried life with his backhand, and placed the long knife horizontally on Lao Wei's waist.

Sure enough, the spread of the silver scales gradually slowed down, and finally stopped in front of the blade of the fried life.

Qi Jingzhi's face showed a slight joy, but the worry in his heart did not diminish in the slightest: "This is an expedient measure to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, after all, the divine power aura contained in the fried life is limited, I am afraid that it will not be able to resist for long." It's better to wake up Lao Wei first, and the two of them work together to restrain the Holy Maiden of the White Immortal Sect and force them to come up with a way to completely remove the snake's tail!"

Qi Jingzhi thought of it, and immediately reached out to pat Lao Weilu's arm on the outside, and slapped it a few times in a row but did not wake up, and then changed the tap to a hard pinch.

Suddenly ravaged by this, Lao Wei still slept deeply, and the smile on his face never changed.

"Something is wrong!"

Qi Jingzhi sighed in his heart, his gaze quickly swept over the stone bed, and finally fixed on the jade pillow shared on the bed again.

Now it seems that it can be used by Qinghong Gong as a birthday gift to Aunt Jiao's grandmother in Chaozhou, this jade pillow with blue light is absolutely extraordinary!

Where is this thing extraordinary and what is its unique function, the people of Peng Zeshui Mansion do not seem to have informed Lao Wei. It's just that looking at the old man's cheap appearance with a smile on his face even in his sleep, he can guess a thing or two.

"This jade pillow should be able to pull people into dreams, and it is also a beautiful dream......

Qi Jingzhi had this thought in his heart, and suddenly recalled the so-called Yuan Mansion in Li Huang's mouth, and couldn't help but become more and more affirmed: "It's not an ordinary dream, but a dream that can be fake and real, and people can indulge in it!"

He looked at the snake tail below Lao Wei's waist again, and his heart couldn't help but be mixed: "Old Wei's current situation is very different from Li Huang's, and there should be no danger to his life. Since the root is on this jade pillow, if you want to wake up Lao Wei, you still have to draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle."

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi immediately went around to the head of the bed and used the handle of the fried life to push Lao Wei's head, wanting him to separate from the jade pillow.

However, no matter how hard he tried, whether it was pushing raw or prying, Lao Wei and the jade pillow did not move at all, as if the two had grown together and taken root on the stone bed.

After working in vain for a long time, Qi Jingzhi stopped and stopped making useless attempts.

He didn't choose to destroy the jade pillow recklessly, not because of how magical and precious this jade pillow was, but because he was afraid of some unpredictable consequences.

What if the jade pillow is broken and Lao Wei will never wake up?

Qi Jingzhi's expression was solemn, he slowly closed his eyes, and pondered quietly for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, in addition to the glow of wisdom, there was a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Since I am so addicted to a sweet dream that I refuse to wake up, I will turn this sweet dream into a nightmare, and I must scare the old man into waking himself up!"