"Can't you get enough to eat every day?" Yan Qiao's voice fell, and Lianmai applied for it.

As soon as she took it, she saw a woman appear opposite, the woman had smooth black hair, was wearing a wedding dress, and her posture was to comb in the mirror.

The fans in the live broadcast room haven't noticed anything wrong, but they are just talking about it.

#蛙趣嘞, are you filming!

It wasn't until the woman's movements slowly stopped that she looked at the camera leisurely, and then smiled softly, "The little woman Xian Niang has seen the master." She stood up and saluted, and her gesture was clearly that of the ancients.

#不对劲啊!

Yan Qiao's fans also noticed that something was wrong and brushed it up one after another.

"What do you want?" Yan Qiao's tone was gentle, and he didn't release malice just because he wasn't my race.

It also made Xian Niang breathe a sigh of relief, "The concubine was originally an embroidery girl in Qingxi Village, and her husband and husband made a marriage contract in love, but they died tragically on the wedding night, so the resentment is difficult to eliminate." ”

She said with a sorrow between her eyebrows, "Qingxi Village is now somehow contaminated with resentment, and for thousands of years, the miserable people in Qingxi Village have never been able to enter reincarnation, because the concubine died extremely horrific and turned into a powerful ghost after death, so that these souls can be at peace." ”

She said with a deeper sadness in her eyes, "But in recent years, the boundary of Qingxi Village has been frequently disturbed, and the concubine is afraid that she will not be able to hold it, and the thousand-year-old confinement, once the concubine dies, it may cause extremely terrible consequences." ”

She said, her eyes looking at the screen faintly, "Once the ghost thing opens the floodgates, I'm afraid that trouble will happen again." ”

#好吓人, that famous ghost village in Qingxi Village!

#好多人去探过险......

#说真的, I really haven't heard of it coming out alive!

Yan Qiao's gaze deepened for a moment, but his face was still the same, "Xian Niang actually said that she is also today's hexagram master, so she naturally wants to take a look." ”

Xian Niang's eyes widened, and she looked extremely surprised, "In this way, the concubine will thank the master for his help." ”

She lowered her head and made a full gesture, "If it weren't for the accidental discovery of this thing, it would have been impossible to meet the master with Yin Qi urging the concubine's body." ”

She explained as if she had a point, and looked up with a sparkling gaze.

#我就知道, Jojo is going to accept the demands of non-humans again!

The fans in the live broadcast room didn't worry much, after all, they felt that Yan Qiao's ability was a trivial matter.

Yan Qiao pinched her fingers and found out where Qingxi Village was, and her figure shook and appeared in front of a rather old village.

The village still has a bright red lantern, and the red silk of the village falls to the ground, apparently still maintaining the scene of the newlywed, but now the red silk is worn and the color is gradually withering.

It was obviously morning, but this Qingxi Village was particularly gloomy for strange reasons.

I don't know when in the live broadcast room, Xian Niang's video has hung up.

#我咋有点害怕~

#救命, why did that Xian Niang hang up?

Yan Qiao walked in the village, his feet stepped on the ground, there was a sticky and wet feeling, he looked down at the ground and the color was a little dark, and the tip of his nose smelled a smell of earth.

#娴娘呢!

#难不成被困了!

There are guesses in the live broadcast room, and some people feel that Yan Qiao is afraid that he will not be targeted.

"The master is really benevolent." A soft, gentle voice rang out.

Yan Qiao looked up and saw Xian Niang standing there in a red wedding dress, looking at him with a smile between her eyebrows.

"It seems that the master is also very fond of the red clothes." She moved the lotus step lightly, and her tone was as gentle as a whisper to her lover, "It's not in vain that I invited you over." ”

"Master, such a secret language of my daughter's family, you don't have to show it to outsiders." Her eyes seemed to be flowing with water, and with a slight lift of her hand, the live broadcast room was instantly cut off and the signal went offline.

Xian Niang curled her lips and smiled, "Master, please." ”

Yan Qiao knew from the appearance of this woman that her cultivation was not simple, the ghost king, Xuanyuan could do anything, but the monk couldn't.

She did not hesitate to follow Xian Niang into the village, and she could see that Xian Niang was in a good mood, she hummed the water town tune gently, looking leisurely and graceful.

"You say, Xuanyuan is an outstanding person, but there is a metaphysical fault," Xian Niang's tone was natural, as if she was gossiping, "Could it be that the monk himself is not virtuous and was rejected and expelled." ”

"Xian Niang brought me here, I'm afraid it's not for homely purposes." Yan Qiao's tone was unhurried, without any fear.

Xian Niang turned around slightly, the red wedding dress was rippling, and the red was like blood blooming, "I didn't pay attention to you, but who knew that someone saw that you were unpleasant and forcibly woke me up." ”

She came to Yan Qiao, and her white hand fell on Yan Qiao's shoulder, which was cold and piercing, "He told me that Xuanyuan has a genius. ”

Yan Qiao grabbed her hand and slowly put it down, "If you get close to someone like this, I'm afraid you will be misunderstood." ”

"Oh, that's interesting." She withdrew her hand, "Don't you ask who it is." ”

Yan Qiao tilted his head slightly, "What would you say?" ”

"No, it won't." Xian Niang turned around and said in a somewhat disapproving tone.

"Then why bother."

Xian Niang snorted lightly, "Do you know why I hate monks so much? ”

"I'm not you, of course I won't know." Yan Qiao followed her words and continued.

"That's right, then let you be me again, so that I will be more happy when I kill you." She stretched out her white hands, "Master, it's time for you to leave." ”

"Don't worry, I keep your memory."

As her words gradually dissipated, Yan Qiao opened her eyes again and appeared in an embroidery room.

She lowered her head and looked at the embroidery needle in her hand, remembering the evil taste in Xian Niang's eyes.

Suddenly, a boy in gray clothes ran in, "Miss Xian, I have a big item today, and I'm going to bother you again." ”

A faint voice sounded in his ears, "Wrap flowers and Dilian, the soon-to-be-married lady wants embroidered face." ”

Yan Qiao raised her eyebrows and replied softly, the girl has always been restrained, and the boy in gray didn't think much about it, and went out by himself after speaking.

"How wonderful, the bride is sweet and sweet, yearning for the future life." Her voice was still murmuring.

"You have a lot of hatred in Qingxi Village." Yan Qiao spoke slowly.

"Of course, but it doesn't matter if you're going to experience the same pain soon, and then we'll sink together, hahahahaha." Her voice lived up to the gentleness at the beginning, but was a little angry.

"They all deserve to die, and so do the monks." Her tone was tactful and profound, "You are Xuanyuan's hope, and ruining you is equivalent to ruining metaphysics, which is too cost-effective than trading." ”

Yan Qiao picked up the embroidery shed on the side, and was just about to drop the needle, when a sense of familiarity naturally came from her body, and she knew that this was Xian Niang's shot.

Xian Niang's craftsmanship is extremely good, and after a while, a lifelike and lotus bottom appeared on it, but she had just embroidered a base, and there was a noise outside again......

(End of chapter)