The color of the ghostly light was a little greener, as if it was increasing the energy to attract the summoning, and in an instant, countless souls were drawn blankly, and all of them drilled into that piece of light.

Sang Ling took a few steps back to make way, and suddenly in a crowded white shadow, she saw Ah Yang. Looking at each other, Ah Yang subconsciously wanted to come over, but he couldn't resist the power of the ghost light and was dragged forward. I cried at a loss.

Sang Ling knew that she must be at a loss at this time, and she didn't expect that she would die, so she comforted and reminded:

"Go ahead, this is the way to reincarnation."

Ah Yang cried even harder.

"I don't know anything, how did I die?"

Sang Ling sighed slightly.

"The mountain temple is not a place to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha, it is a trap where the contents of it will pull your soul out to fulfill your wishes, so you will die. In the next life, stop trusting others. ”

Ah Yang was still crying, and he didn't want to accept this result at all. When she was only the last distance from the ghostly light, she reacted as if she had just woken up from a big dream, and said her last words to Sang Ling.

"Tell my father and mother that it is my daughter who is not filial, so don't let them be sad."

As she spoke, a ghostly light flashed and took her underground.

The next day, the sky was bright.

Sang Ling pushed the door out, looked at the door of the inn corridor closed to the door, and thought that Su Luo had not woken up yet, so he didn't call him and went to Liufu alone.

She wanted to bring Ayang's words to the Liu family, but suddenly found that the family had a happy event. The gongs and drums were beaten, but a coffin was sent out of the door.

The parents of the Liu family stood outside the door, reluctantly watching their daughter leave home and get married, and the grief on their faces was much less.

Sang Ling knew that Ah Yang's last words didn't need to be brought to them, they had already looked forward and money, and completed this marriage that was a good match and a good match, and they were all happy.

She silently retreated from the crowd and turned around to go to Zhao's mansion.

At this time, the Zhao Mansion hung up the white banner again, this time it was Zhao Bai's, but the expressions of everyone in the mansion were not much sad, and they were busy in an orderly manner.

Sang Ling found Zhao Qing, and the other party walked into the flower hall almost step by step, his expression was devastated, and his heart looked like ashes.

Sang Ling knew that although he had always disliked Zhao Bai on his face, he actually didn't have a lot of love and affection, and Zhao Bai's sudden death hit him a lot this time. After sitting across from each other for a moment, she took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Zhao Bai is dead?"

Zhao Qing took a breath and eased his mind before saying:

"Suddenly, I said that my heart hurts, and in an instant, I am gone."

Sang Ling thought that it should be the snake bead deliberately used the means, and pulled the soul through the air. She simply said what happened yesterday, but it was reduced to a simple version, only saying that there were wild monsters on the mountains north of the city, and finally said:

"These are all made by a wild god, and it has been removed by me. In the future, the sudden rise of wealth in your family will gradually disappear, and the price of this wish will stop there, and there will be no more deaths. Then you have to live well, with your brother's share. ”

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned red, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes and cried.

"When I was young, I was more favored by my parents than him, and when I grew up, my family was not rich because I spent a lot of money on studying. He had to go out early to work to support his family. Later, he was taken away outside and learned to gamble and drink. I was wondering if it was because of me that he got less affection and attention, which is why he became what he is now. I've been putting up with him to let him, but I still can't get back to the child who would call me brother when I was a child, but I didn't expect it to be ...... now Now it's like this. ”

Sang Ling knew that Zhao Qing had actually always loved this younger brother very much, if it weren't for the middle, he wouldn't be like this, she comforted her: "He asked me to tell you last night, and he said he didn't hate you." ”

Zhao Qing was stunned and couldn't believe it.

"He doesn't hate me?"

"Yes."

"Xiaobai doesn't even hate me." Zhao Qing was stunned for a long time, and then slowly cried again, getting louder and louder, and finally couldn't cry tears or beat his chest and howled, tearing his heart and lungs.

Sang Ling waited, waited, waited for the voice to slowly decrease and then stopped, it was already after two sticks of incense. At this time, although Zhao Qing looked embarrassed, he was much more relaxed, as if he had thrown off his psychological baggage.

He also took the initiative to ask:

"Miss Sang, what did you say about the script before? I think that the matter at home is almost over now, and I will have to work in the teahouse again in the future, so I may not have time in the future. I don't need a month to show you now? ”

Sang Ling hurriedly pushed a few pages away.

"This is a story of the snake that I drafted myself, and it is also a legend that I heard. I hope you can adapt it into a script and promote it, and you must ensure that it is widely circulated! ”

"Okay, I'll do it."

Zhao Qing took the things, and at the same time secretly made psychological preparations in his heart, Miss Sang was kind to him, and told his younger brother about it, which can be described as a mountain. So he decided that no matter how badly written this story was, he should read it carefully, change it well, and never let down this kindness!

I don't want to, when he looked down, the next second he was stunned.

"This ......"

"What's wrong? Is it badly written? It makes you laugh, the first time you write it, it's all scribbling. ”

Sang Ling wrote down all the relevant content of the White Snake Biography in her mind, and she didn't know if she was too confused and embarrassed. "I'll go back and change it."

As she spoke, she reached out for the paper and wanted to take it from Zhao Qing's hand.

I didn't want to, but I didn't twitch the first time.

Sang Ling: ???

"Zhao Qing?"

Zhao Qing muttered and shook his head.

"Nope."

Sang Ling sighed.

"It's me who didn't write well, I'll go back and continue to polish."

She put a lot of effort on her hand, and she didn't pull it back the second time.

Sang Ling: ???

"Zhao Qing, if you let go, I'll have one copy, and I have to take it back and change it."

Zhao Qing was awakened, but he didn't want to make the first move, but he stuffed the paper in his hand into his arms, slapped the table hard, and stood up with a bang.

Sang Ling doesn't understand a little, even if the manuscript is so rotten that I can't see it, it won't be so intense. Could it be that he is overly sad and crazy? But the manuscript is still on his body, and it is all stuffed into the placket.

Sang Ling looked at the tightly buttoned collar, and hesitated whether to pick up the clothes now, or to pick it up again after being knocked out. Suddenly, I saw Zhao Qing and a spirit bowed down to her.

Sang Ling immediately avoided it, and subconsciously thought that it was the snake bead that set up a mountain temple on her, and she was about to go to the snake bead to settle accounts, but she heard Zhao Qing laugh.

"Hahahaha, this story is good, really good! Don't worry, brother, even if I don't have this wealth, I can support myself in the future! ”

Sang Ling: ?!!!

"You say this story is good?"

Not her suspicion of the Legend of the White Snake, but her own suspicion. She wasn't an author in the first place, and she couldn't write a script, so she didn't know how she could express herself. Besides, the Kunlun Continent has a congenital contempt for the demon clan, so come up with this story. She also hesitated again and again before choosing to give it a try.

I don't want to, but it's the living sign of the teahouse, and the storyteller of Chrysostom tells the story well?

She's still a little unsure.

"Zhao Qing, are you sure? Do you want to take another look? Actually, I didn't remember many details of this story, and I only gave you a big framework. ”

"No, no!"

Zhao Qing clutched his chest, as if holding a piece of gold. "I will add and polish the details, Miss Sang can rest assured. This is a story that the big guys must love to hear! ”

After speaking, he glanced at the sky outside with an extremely exaggerated look, and immediately urged:

"It's getting late, Miss Sang hurry back and rest. I won't send it, don't worry, I won't eat or sleep in the past few days, and I'll take a good look at this snake legend! ”

Saying that, he hurriedly turned around and left the flower hall, clutching his chest and going straight to his small courtyard. The fire burned as if it were afraid that robbers would come and rob it.

Sang Ling: ......

"Your young master is usually like this?"

The servant didn't look at the young master's disgraceful appearance, but thinking that when she was at the funeral before, Miss Sang was there, and she had read all the bottoms, so she didn't care about this shameful thing. Directly responded:

"My young master likes the words of the fox and the wild monster the most, and he is also good at talking about this in the city to become famous. It's just that later, there were fewer and fewer words, so they naturally changed to other ...... He is simple by nature, and when he looks at the things he likes, he naturally can't help but laugh, which makes Miss Sang smile. ”

In the end, the servant couldn't help but make up for the young master.

Sang Ling covered her mouth and smiled for a while before she said goodbye:

"I'll go back to the inn first, if your young master studies it, you can invite me over again."

Leaving the name and room number of the inn for the servant, Sang Ling turned around and left the house.

Behind him, the white flags in front of the Zhao Mansion had been torn off, but the door was open. In the midst of the hustle and bustle, there is a little more confidence and tranquility that I didn't have before. It seems to be slowly integrated into the life of the north of the city, not like the nouveau riche before.

Sang Ling thought that after this change, it would depend on how Zhao Qing and his party would take this road in the future. Wealth is never a blessing, whether you can keep it or not, it all depends on the fate of the individual, you can't ask for it, you can't ask for it, and it's not up to anyone at all.

She paused for a moment, then turned to leave.

When he returned to the inn, the door of Su Luo's room was still closed, and he used the communication jade pendant to contact, but he just hung up with the simple word "cultivation", and there was no news for three consecutive days.

Sang Ling walked around the city first, but was really bored and went back to the inn. Zhao Qingna didn't have any news yet, so he could only lock himself in his room and start cultivating.

The Mirror of Tracing was woken up by Sang Ling from hibernation mode, and as soon as he finished answering Sang Ling's question about the charm, he turned his head and found a terrifying thing.

"Ahhhh

Sang Ling's eyes turned uncomfortably, and she whispered:

"You didn't say that your new feature was so power-intensive, ahh

The Mirror of Retrospective Migration shook the energy on the mirror's body, which was almost low to the bottom, and it was almost like crying without tears.

"Before you have cultivated, I told you that you can use the mirror and use the method of space, not only to create your own enchantment, but also to suspend and break other people's enchantments. But you can't use it blindly, just the useless snake beads, you actually used them twice! There are still so many mirror energies left the Manifest Yang Sect, and now the body is strengthened once, and the barrier is broken twice. It's gone, it's all gone! ”

The more the mirror of retrospective thought became, the more angry it became, and finally it became a repeater for Xianglin's sister-in-law. Thinking about so little mirror energy, how should I live in the future.

Sang Ling was really overwhelmed by the noise, and patted her chest and promised:

"Don't worry, I will definitely earn it back for you immediately, and I guarantee that it is full of mirror energy!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Sang Ling's tone was like a scumbag swearing, and she drew a big cake with empty white teeth. "You see, everything is going well now, and the things are arranged even with the script. As long as this thing is successful, isn't that passive income? As long as you lie down, you can absorb energy with a click, how refreshing. ”

The mirror of retrospective migration shook the mirror body, thinking that this made sense, but it still felt weird. After thinking about it, in the end, she was like a big wife who found out that her husband was cheating and was deceived by sweet words, and threatened with a menacing sentence:

"If you don't do it, you give me your skin!"

"Yes, yes, please rest assured, you will definitely do it! It's late at night, and you rest early, and sleeping late is not good for your health. ”

"Humph!"

The Mirror of Retrospective Migration snorted, turned over and fell asleep.

When there was no sound over there, Sang Ling patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then gently patted the back of her hand, and said disgustedly:

"Let you be cheap, think of new features and use them for a long time, and make it like this! Ah, so many mirror energy, I don't know if the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue can be saved back, it's really more difficult to transfer energy than to ascend to the sky, and it's easier to spend the mirror than splashing water! ”

After emo for a while, she could only roll up her sleeves and quickly cultivate, relying on others is better than relying on herself, always relying on the mirror of retrospection, and in the end she can only sit and eat and wait for death! Only cultivation and strength are king!

It didn't take long for the noise in the house to disappear, and countless spiritual energy poured in, gathering all around, for several days.

By the time there was a knock on the door, it was already dusk on the third day.

"Miss Sang, my young master asks you to listen to the legend of the snake in the teahouse tonight, and tell the villain to come and deliver the ticket."