But when he saw the statue, he laughed and said, "Enough fun? It's still far away, can the doll play with the old man again? ”

He Hongxue thought to herself, just a few of your plays, I can use it.

But at this moment, he had to bow his head on other people's territory, even if it was a wisp of remnant soul, this great power still released the coercion that He Hongxue was far from reaching, and people couldn't help but sigh at the ability of the ancient monks.

"You also saw it, the three of us and a donkey strayed into the treasure land, you can send us out."

"How did you get in?" The whole body of the statue is fixed, only the face can be moved, and at this moment, he just twisted out a confused expression, He Hongxue easily couldn't hold back and didn't laugh.

"How did your own little world get in, outsiders don't know?"

"How many years have I been here, how many things can I do with this soul, you doll is so ignorant and uninteresting."

He Hongxue never imagined that one day she would see a statue with a twisted expression, and it was a little crazy in her funny, and she had goosebumps all over her body.

"We fell for someone else's trick and were sent here by the portal sacrificed by the demons."

"Oh, that's easy, you can just grab a few people and sacrifice them and then open a portal to get out." The statue raised his eyebrows and said, as if "a few people" were just a few clay dolls on the street in his heart, and they would be smashed when they said they would be smashed.

He Hongxue's patience has never been very good, and at this moment, the gold pen has already turned around in his left hand, and his words are not so polite: "This senior, I respect you as a senior, and it is a great merit to have done such a small world to protect these residents for hundreds of years." We have no hatred in the past, and we have no grievances in the near future, isn't it best to let us out and have nothing to do with each other from now on? ”

After saying this, the sculpture was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "You see, I don't even know how you got in, how do I know how to send you out." ”

"Since the seniors speak openly, then the juniors are not welcome." Saying that, He Hongxue flicked the golden pen one by one, and instantly turned into a sword. She had been observing for a day, and if the village itself was a formation, then the most likely place to be the eye of the formation was this sculpture.

Due to the existence of the Heavenly Absolute Array, she was still a little constrained, but after chatting with the sculpture predecessors, she didn't believe that this Heavenly Absolute Array, which had existed for hundreds of years, could still exert the ability of heaven, earth, and man to have the ability to destroy.

"Horn Order, Fight and Kill." The cold incantation came out, and the gold pen was attached to the invisible blade in an instant, He Hongxue stabbed at the sculpture with a move, the statue didn't know what material it was, half of the body was directly cut off, the upper body fell to the ground, knocked down a table of incense and candle tribute, and the crackling sound echoed in the ancestral hall.

The upper body that fell to the ground was not annoyed, and couldn't help but sigh: "Why are you so anxious as a female doll, I said that you are in a hurry to sacrifice a few people, don't you want to think about what will happen if you destroy this small world?" ”

Hearing this, He Hongxue's hand that was ready to destroy further stopped. This was reasonable, she had not yet figured out the basic composition of the small world here, and what would happen if she rashly attacked the lives of the entire village and town.

The sculpture lying on the ground saw her hesitation and knew that she had made the right bet.

Obviously, these living people in the small world should be his weakness, He Hongxue could have used these lives to blackmail him, but now he was blackmailed because of his conscience.

That's what's interesting about the human heart, that's where it's fun.

The villages and towns outside the ancestral hall were shrouded in night, and a waning moon in the sky could be faintly seen, just like the day He Hongxue and the others were trapped in. The night is silent, drowning out all the prosperity of the day, not hearing the sound of insects, not hearing louder.

"Lou Ling Jiujiang." He Hongxue's wrist turned slightly, and under the urging of the spell, all the incense and candle offerings scattered all flew up and attacked the remaining half of the sculpture, and at this moment, a figure at the door saw He Hongxue's hand flash a complicated spell when he cast a spell, and shouted loudly: "This person can do witchcraft!" She's a monster! ”

There was no time to check how the sculpture was, He Hongxue was startled by the sudden cry, and turned her head to see that several villagers were already watching them at the door.

"It's her, it's her who destroyed Engong's ancestral hall with witchcraft!" The villagers who spoke at the beginning pointed at He Hongxue and shouted, "She's a monster!" ”

He Hongxue was a little at a loss for a while, she couldn't react, at this moment she should say that she was not using witchcraft, or justify herself that she was not a monster.

More and more villagers were attracted by the sound of the ancestral hall, and later villagers heard that there were monsters, and they brought hoes, sickles, and other things that could be used as weapons from their homes, and poured into the ancestral hall.

Seeing this situation, He Hongxue didn't care about anything else, picked up the half of the statue on the ground that was still laughing, and as soon as the "Kei Ling Beike" came out, a gust of "demon wind" lifted the three of them to quickly break away from the crowd and flee outside the village. And the turnips at the door flew with them.

Everyone was blown by the "demon wind" and couldn't open their eyes: "She is really a monster!" Burn them! Burn them! ”

"Hahaha, doll, see, this is the person you are worried about, as long as you show a little difference, they will recognize you as an outlier." Only the upper half of the statue was still chattering in He Hongxue's arms, and He Hongxue was worried about the trouble, so he cut off the part below his neck.

"I said you doll is really ruthless, oops."

"Senior, haven't you been without one to talk to you for too long, and you can't stop talking." He Hongxue had already stopped and arranged Zhang Mu and Cen Yan on the donkeys, and the villagers with torches and farm tools behind her were about to catch up again, so she had to use the "Kei Ling Beike" again to ride the wind and fly towards the outside of the village with all her might. It wasn't until she encountered the fog again that she stopped where she was.

The villagers don't seem to have chased out of the village, and their fear of "leaving the village" is still greater than the urge to "get rid of demons". As the noise and firelight faded away, He Hongxue led the donkey in the fog and quietly approached the village, until the fog was almost gone, she found a bush to stop, put the statue in front of her, and sat down on the spot to trim it.

With this toss, the spiritual power she had slowly accumulated was exhausted.

"Since these villagers know that you have sheltered this village, why do they think that I am a monster who can use spells?"

The head senior didn't want to give an answer, so he smiled and didn't answer.

He Hongxue didn't expect this head full of bad taste to answer anything for her, she could see it, this head just wanted to see the excitement.

Zhang Mu and Cen Yan got down from the radish, and the flying donkey was naturally beaten into a monster, and it felt the danger and did not leave He Hongxue at this moment.

Zhang Mu tidied up his clothes without any panic, reached out and put down He Hongxue's sleeves, and said slowly: "In their memory, it seems that only demons can use spells, of course they call it 'demon magic'. So this head senior, how many years has your little world existed? ”

When the head senior heard the question of this man with an indistinguishable temperament, he had a teachable expression, and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "It's been a thousand years to say less, hum, you kid still knows how to grasp the key points." ”

"In other words, there were some people thousands of years ago, and for them, those who could use spells were demons."

He Hongxue followed this line of thought, seemed to understand something, and continued to ask: "Then is this 'demon race' the same meaning as the 'demon race' in our current cognition?" ”

"How do I know that?" The head senior rolled his eyes, "I haven't been out for a thousand years, who knows what your dolls outside have made this world look like." ”

Zhang Mu sat down beside He Hongxue, hugged her from behind the side, and asked softly in her ear, "Xiaoxue, what do you think of the current demon clan?" ”

"Me?" He Hongxue didn't expect him to ask such a question at such a time, she settled down, looking at the last quarter moon gradually setting in the west, the faint moonlight fell on the lush grass and trees in summer, and it also shrouded a few confused people under the moon.

"The demon race, from the low-level demonic beasts without spiritual intelligence, compared to the human world, it is like the demons used by monks, all kinds of animals under the spiritual intelligence, high-level demonic beasts with spiritual intelligence, and the spirit beasts like radish, as well as the demon clan with the same high-level intelligence as our human beings......" At this point, He Hongxue seemed to have discovered something, she suddenly turned back and looked at Zhang Mu: "Demons, what is the difference between the demon race and the human race?" ”

Zhang Mu looked directly into her eyes, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly in a pair of peach blossom eyes, only the red mole under her eyes shone slightly: "Humans and demons have been fighting wits and courage for so many years, what are they fighting for, and what are they trying to escape from each other." ”

"Do demons also have pain and happiness? Are there also birth, old age, sickness and death, no, resentment, love and separation, and five yin flourishing? ”

He Hongxue seemed to fall into Zhang Mu's eyes, and muttered: "Then what is the purpose of these hundreds of years of killing entanglement?" Why is it that I, who am obviously a human, have become a demon in the eyes of my fellow clansmen at this moment? ”

The spiritual vein, which was not obvious, began to flow at this time under the purging of He Hongxue's disordered spiritual power flow, and the wind was blowing on the flat ground around him, Zhang Mu realized that although He Hongxue was looking at him, the focus in his eyes was not concentrated in his eyes at all.

He Hongxue fell into "self-grasping".

"Why? What is a demon and what is a man? ”

"Why are demons demons, and why are people human?"

At this moment, He Hongxue's consciousness has been completely confined to her own spiritual platform, trying to find the answer by examining herself, and the more she is attached to her own feelings, the more she is trapped in "self-grasping" and unable to extricate herself.

"Is 'I' a human or a demon?"

Gradually, her spiritual consciousness once again unconsciously touched the Yuanying Lingji that was firmly entangled by the heavenly thunder, and was gradually swallowed by the purple-blue heavenly thunder, and the whole person's spiritual consciousness hid in the spiritual base entangled by the heavenly thunder.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue."

"Uncle Shi!"

"Hehe, this doll, it's all so much that Yuanying still triggered the 'ego' in this kind of thing, and was locked by the heavenly thunder, it's really interesting." The head seniors didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and ignored the spiritual storm caused by He Hongxue around them.

"Head senior, what will happen to Hongxue if she goes on like this?" Zhang Mu held He Hongxue, who was completely distracted, in his arms, and looked at the head on the ground with his eyes without a trace of warmth, and the ordinary question hid the killing spirit of the sword soldiers.

"What else, the spiritual power is exhausted, the spiritual base is exhausted and dies." Although the statue was only a wisp of remnant soul in its head, it still felt the oppressive power of Zhang Muwu's words, which should not be possessed by a doctor in the world.