On a winter night, in the small courtyard, the fine snow is still falling.

Song Ciwan's gaze fell on the corner of the wall, and he saw that the giant rat in the corner of the wall was standing upright, with its front paws raised and arched in front of its chest.

"Squeak-"

The giant rat called softly, and a ghostly light flashed in the mung bean-like mouse's eyes.

Then, something weird happened.

With the call of the giant rat, Song Ciwan's ears suddenly sounded with a gentle voice like a human man.

"Little lady, I am the god of flowers in the marriage of the giant deer country, because the second prince of my country is seriously ill, so he started divination, and learned that the little lady turned out to be the second prince destined to marry, only by hiring the little lady and marrying the second prince, the second prince of my country can recover from a serious illness and regain his life."

The male voice was gentle and mournful, not only that, but at this moment, Song Ciwan blinked, and then, the scene in front of her seemed to change again.

I saw the one standing in the corner of the wall, which originally seemed to be a rat monster, but look at it now, huh? It's weird......

Where is this rat demon, isn't this clearly a gentle and slender human man?

Although he is a little short and the floral clothes on his body look a little weird, his face is very compact and delicate, and the overall feeling is that he has a strange handsomeness.

His voice was also very tempting, and seeing that Song Ciwan didn't respond, he said gently: "Little lady, are you willing to save the second prince of my country?" The lord of the country is willing to give ten carts of gold beads, 100 carts of silver beads, and 1,000 horses of brocade as a dowry. ”

As he spoke, he released small wooden carts about the size of a palm from his wide sleeves.

These small cars rolled to the ground like rain, and they grew when they landed, and in an instant, the cars became big cars, and the gold and silver beads on the cars flashed, piling up the small courtyard of the Song family crowded and cramped.

And Song Ciwan's eyes seemed to have a sea of gold and silver, and the handsome man in flower clothes beckoned to Song Ciwan on the other side of the ocean: "Little lady, tonight is a good day and an auspicious day, will you come?" Are you coming? ”

The inquiries were like hooks one after another, and they wanted to hook Song Ciwan's steps and take the initiative to walk to the other side.

This is the first time Song Ciwan has met such a type of demon!

This situation, to be honest, is really an indescribable strange and absurd, bizarre and unhuman.

This demon, it does not use force to hurt people, but uses gold and silver treasures, glory and power, and the distant lover "Second Prince" to tempt people.

Song Ciwan naturally didn't feel tempted, she didn't know if it was because her skills were enough? Or is it because of the double cultivation of the Heart Sutra that makes her soul strong and her mind clear, so she can not be affected by the rat demon illusion-

There is no need to delve into these for the time being, she just has a clear feeling at this moment, that is: here and now, it is absolutely not appropriate to attack and kill the rat demon!

Why?

Rational analysis, the giant deer country behind the rat demon may really exist, kill one at this time, and turn around and provoke another litter, so what's the point?

And if you put aside reason, there is an intuition in the dark, which makes Song Ciwan suddenly feel moved at this moment, she spread out her palm, and in the call of the rat demon, she released the word "doubt" in her palm.

The rat demon is still gently tempting: "Little lady, the auspicious time has come, if you don't come, the second prince of my country will be in danger of his life, can you really bear it......"

Before the words fell, the dim and empty word "doubt" had already floated across the sea of gold and silver and floated in front of the rat demon.

The rat demon seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly his eyes widened at this moment. It opened its mouth as if it wanted to scream, but the word "doubt" had already fallen on it silently.

The rat demon stopped screaming, it closed its mouth, and a smile appeared on its face: "Okay, great, little lady, you come, the little god carries you on the sedan chair......"

It turns out that the role of the word "doubt" is actually a bit of a reversal of black and white, referring to the miraculous effect of the deer as a horse.

Scholar's fantasy text, it's really wonderful.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The rat demon bowed, as if drunk, and picked up a black stone about a foot long from the corner of the wall, and put it on his back with his backhand.

As soon as the stone was put on, the image of the handsome man of the rat demon burst like a bubble. The stone pressed down, and the rat demon, which was only a foot high, was still carrying a stone a foot long, and its back bent down as if it was overwhelmed in an instant.

The rat demon hunched his back and carried the stone on his back, but he didn't realize that there was anything wrong, but he "squeaked" happily again.

Then it carried the "bride" it thought on its back, and jumped from the corner of the Song family's small courtyard. With this drill, the rat demon disappeared.

With its disappearance, the gold and silver mountains in the Song family's small courtyard also collapsed.

A pile of shredded paper fell into the air, and Song Ciwan swept his sleeve and popped out a wisp of blazing flames, instantly burning these shredded papers into ashes.

The big white goose woke up like a dream and shook its head.

Song Ciwan hurriedly bent over it and patted it gently, and the breath of Dafa in the dream leaked a wisp, and the big white goose shook its head like this, and fell asleep again.

Song Ciwan took out the newly bought family protection charm from her arms, and she put the family protection charm in the brocade bag and hung it around the neck of the big white goose.

The white goose entered the goose cage and fell back asleep.

Song Ciwan changed into black clothes, put on a new human skin mask, shook gently in the fine snow, and then turned into a dark shadow and escaped into the night.

Escaping at night, Song Ci chased the demon at night!

In the snowy night, evil disasters occurred everywhere in the city.

Song Ciwan, who turned into a shadow, even saw the night watchmen of the City Patrol Division a few times in the streets and alleys, as well as those masters who jumped in the night and were obviously different-

I don't know if it's a folk master, or the demon captain of the Hanging Lantern Division.

The rat demon turned to no one, Song Ciwan had the word "suspicion" as an induction, and he chased more and more deviantly, until a certain moment, the rat demon scurried into a blocked dark alley.

At the end of the dark alley, there was a brick wall of indistinguishable color, but at this moment, there was a faint inky blue light under the wall.

In the light, a small arch appeared, and the rat demon scurried forward.

At this moment, Song Ciwan knew that he couldn't chase anymore.

Where does the back of the light gate lead?

Song Ciwan didn't want to know, she also felt that she didn't have the ability to get to the bottom of it at the moment.

She chases demons for only one purpose, which is to kill demons!

Kill this rat demon first as a respect.

The rat demon carrying the stone on its back did not realize the danger coming, and it shook its body in front of the light gate, shook away the fine snow on its body, and then gently "squeaked".

This "squeak" sound didn't have time to be fully released, and suddenly there was a thunderstorm in the night sky, and it slashed out of thin air!

Palm Thunder.

Chirping!

The rat demon looked up at the sky, and the thunder added to his body, but where did he have time to hide?

It was no faster than this thunderbolt, and the palm of the thunder slashed at its body, slashing it from head to toe.

The rat demon fell to the ground and died, and with a flick of the sleeves of Song Ciwan's robe, he summoned the scales and the rat demon with a weighing pan.

When you come without a trace, when you go, there is no trace.