Before Yan Baishu cultivated demons, he was a loose cultivator with no sect and no sect, and among the people present, it was Qin Gu who knew him the most.

And everyone else in the hall was watching him, apparently waiting for his arrangement.

Qin Gu thought about it: in Jia Fushang's mansion, he deliberately said that he wanted to "eradicate monsters", not only to take advantage of his relaxed vigilance to extract memory fragments, but also to say it to Yan Baishu, a crow hiding in the shadows.

But with Yan Baizhu's performance in the original work, it is impossible not to be suspicious.

So, you have to do a full set of plays.

Qin Gu clenched his fists to the rest of the people, "The success or failure of this matter depends only on tonight, everyone, please help me." ”

Relying on him and Ji Yun alone, against the cicada girl who has been cultivated by demons, he may not be able to win;

But Qingsongguan is good at subduing monsters, and Qingxi goes with him, getting twice the result with half the effort.

As for Qingyu, as the acting master, the transfer of Qingsongguan's disciples depends entirely on him.

There was still some time before nightfall, and Qin Gu planned to go back to the room to recuperate.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard the sound of cat-like footsteps behind him.

Qin Gu turned sideways slightly, and sure enough, he saw Ji Yun following.

The fourteen-year-old boy only reached his shoulder, and Ji Yun raised his head: "What is Senior Brother going to do?" ”

Qin Gu did have a plan, but he didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "What do you think?" ”

Although he was in charge of the whole Shuangxi Niangniang case, and Ji Yun's sense of existence was not strong, Qin Gu had not forgotten that the protagonist of this book was Ji Yun instead of him.

The protagonist's attitude is crucial, and if Ji Yun doesn't come to him, he also plans to find time to ask Ji Yun's opinion.

As if he didn't expect Qin Gu to push the question back, Ji Yun pondered for a moment: "The master and the elders taught us that monsters and demon cultivators are a disaster to the world, and there is no forgiveness for killing them." ”

When he said this, Ji Yun's eyes were as dark as an emotionless abyss, and Qin Gu's heartbeat stopped for a short time.

Ji Yun's answer was unexpected, Qin Gu swallowed, and his throat was dry.

Ji Yun looked into his eyes: "Senior brother, can demons be forgiven?" ”

Demons obviously include demons and demon cultivators, thinking that Ji Yun will be the Venerable of Demons in the future, the corners of Qin Gu's lips twitched slightly-

What kind of proposition is this?!

But Qin Gu didn't want to say high-sounding empty words, and said truthfully: "Naturally can't, but there are exceptions to everything, Yan Baishu will refine the cicada girl into a monster, and it is not the cicada girl who should be punished, but Yan Baizhu." ”

Ji Yun's eyes blinked, "Thank you, senior brother, for your advice." ”

He also said, "Senior brother's shoulder injury has not healed, so rest well." ”

When he turned to leave, he didn't know if it was Qin Gu's illusion, he seemed to see Ji Yun's eyes light up, and at the same time, the mechanical voice in his ears jumped excitedly:

[Mission success rate: 7%]

Another 2%!

Although this toothpaste-like rise makes people look anxious, but... At least it shows that he didn't say the wrong thing.

The sun gradually sank in the west, and Qin Gu's door was knocked again.

Opening the door, Qin Gu subconsciously called: "Qing..."

When he looked closely, the eyes of the person who came were empty, as if they were covered with a layer of shadow, and he immediately changed his words: "Senior Brother Qingyu." ”

The herring fish arched his hand to him and untied a gourd floating scripture from his waist: "Give." ”

This is the demon gourd that holds the earth soul, Qin Gu stretched out his hand to take it, and a violent vibration came immediately, like a swimming fish struggling violently in the fish tank, the demon breath surging like a surge, colliding with the runes and making a clanging sound.

As the impact became more and more intense, a crack appeared at the bottom of the Demon Gourd.

The Demon Gourd is about to lose its soul.

The herring fish's lips touched: "..."

This expressionless acting viewer seemed to be very entangled, and in the end he just looked at Qin Gu with disapproving eyes.

The green fox was not there, but Qin Gu rarely understood the meaning of the blue fish.

Qin Gu's decision to take the earth soul to the bamboo forest, Qingyu did not agree.

There is no other reason, Qingsong Temple is the place where the aura of Lin'an City is the strongest, and the demon gourd is still crumbling, if it is brought into the bamboo forest to reunite with the monster, I am afraid it will be broken in an instant.

Wouldn't they be even more dangerous at that time?

How could Qin Gu not think of this layer, but he didn't explain, he just raised his hand, letting the red light condense his fingertips, and the gold was stacked on top of the cyan, adding another restraint to the gourd.

said: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Qingyu, I have my own measure." ”

Seeing this, the blue fish didn't ask any more questions, and took out a stack of talismans from his sleeve: "Take it." ”

That's all about delivering trust.

Qin Gu was overjoyed, and what surprised him even more was: "Senior Brother Qingyu, it turns out that you can speak words!" ”

"...," the herring was silent for a moment, "yes." ”

While the two were talking, the wind blew clouds and mist, covering the sunset and waking up the moonlight.

Along with the fog, there was a barely audible, but unusually murderous demonic breath.

Qin Gu tied the demon gourd around his waist and looked up at the full moon in the sky: "It's time to go." ”

In the end, the disappearance case still affected the people of the city, and there were few pedestrians on the streets at night, and thick fog was constantly rolling on both sides of the streets.

Qingli nervously clenched the dust: "Young Alliance Master, how do I feel that the situation is a little..."

The white mist is cold, and the cold enters the bone marrow, which is obviously not a natural change, but caused by the magic breath entering the body.

Qin Gu rubbed his palms, and there was white frost between his breath: "The situation is not good, but it has come." ”

Green Beaver: ...

Is that how this should be said? Did he get on some thief ship?

Just as he was about to say something more, Qin Gu suddenly let out a soft "shhh".

The shadows of people suddenly appeared in the thick fog, one, two...

Young men and women marched out of the city in groups, like rows of wandering corpses, breathing in and out, with the same pace, and even the amplitude of their arms was exactly the same.

It was extremely quiet, except for the rhythmic sound of neat footsteps, and the occasional death-white moonlight pierced through the fog, adding a bit of eerie feeling.

Rao was mentally prepared, but Qin Gu still felt his hair stand on end, he controlled his facial expression, and motioned for the rest of the people to follow.

All the way out of the city, the closer to the bamboo forest, the thicker the fog became, and when he walked to the end, even the people who were a few steps away from him could not be seen, and the thick fog even isolated the sound, and only his own rapid breathing was left in his ears.

The clammy air poured into the lungs, and every pore cried cold.

After walking some distance further, the woman's chant came slowly:

"Coarse cloth for home-cooked meals,

Knowing the cold and knowing the heat and getting married..."

Here it comes!

The wind blew and the fog dispersed, and the woman's figure floated among the bamboo forests, Qin Gu hurriedly lowered his head.

There was a sound of fabric rubbing on his side, and the hem of the coarse cloth appeared at the edge of his vision, and Qin Gu relaxed a little-

He recognized this piece of fabric, and in order to better blend in with the bewitched crowd, they changed into cloth clothes in advance, and it was obviously Ji Yun who approached him at this moment.

Looking back again, the civet was behind him on the left, his face full of nervousness.

"Negative heart Lang, negative heart Lang..."

There are many ghosts, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the reflection of bamboo leaves or the ghost wandering, and the cicada girl sings in the bamboo forest as if no one is around, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying, her voice is extremely sharp, making people feel physiological discomfort.

The atmosphere in the bamboo forest changed suddenly, and the haunting magic breath gathered together as if it had been commanded;

Qin Gu lowered his head, and a pair of embroidered shoes stained with dirt suddenly appeared in front of him.

A hand with blackened nails pinched his chin, Qin Gu was forced to lift his chin, and his vision moved up a little, it was the tattered Luo skirt, the miserable white skin, and the blackened strangulation marks on his neck, and then up, a face that seemed to be crying and laughing, and was covered in fat powder, was approaching him at a strange angle.

The demon's breath came towards him with a salty wind, and the spiritual power in his body instinctively wanted to resist, but Qin Gu gritted his teeth to stop it, allowing the demon's breath to continue to invade along the maple leaf in the center of his eyebrows.

The corners of Cicada Niang's lips rose to the point that she almost tore her entire face, she blew lightly, and the last wisp of demonic breath also penetrated into Qin Gu's eyebrows.

The cicada girl groaned oh seemed to sigh:

"What a pair of sincere mandarin ducks, envy me..."

didn't have time to ask who the "mandarin duck" in the cicada girl's mouth meant, and her consciousness fell into a dull darkness.

The surrounding scene collapsed and reunited, Qin Gu opened his eyes and found himself on the stage, full of bustling spectators;

The cumbersome costume was like a puppet's string, and he couldn't control his limbs, dancing to the sound of gongs, drums, silk and bamboo.

“... I hate him for becoming rich and rich, and he is ungrateful and forsakes his hair..."

When the lyrics came out, my heart was shocked-

This is clearly a woman's voice, Wu Nong's soft language, affectionate;

Turning his head and dancing sleeves again, the bronze mirror on the stage reflects the person's face, and the person in the mirror is wearing heavy makeup and eyebrows, which is the cicada girl!

didn't have time to take a closer look, his body acted on his own again, and after singing a song, the audience applauded thunderously, and Qin Gu's gaze uncontrollably turned among the spectators-

A young man dressed as a scholar was waving to him with a smile on his face, and when he looked closely, the contours of this man's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to those of Jia Fushang, but he looked many years younger and had not yet made a fortune.

There seemed to be a surge of heat in his chest, and Qin Gu, who knew the truth, almost vomited out, and was forced to smile at Jia Fushang.

It is already clear that his soul is residing in the shell of the cicada;

And looking at the appearance of this concubine, the two are obviously in love.

Qin Gu tried to mobilize his spiritual breath, trying to gain control of his body little by little.

And Cicada Niang had already stepped down from the stage and went straight to Jia Fushang in the crowd, the two hugged each other tightly, and Jia Fushang's voice came from overhead: "I have planned to enter Beijing to take the exam, but... I'm afraid the money on me won't be able to support me to go to the capital. ”

Cicada Niang said: "Don't worry, officials, I still have some silver deposits, and if I take the lead, I can always make it up for you." ”

Jia Fushang affectionately stroked her face, now Qin Gu: "Cicada Niang, when I get famous, I will definitely give you a name." ”

Qin Gu sneered in her heart, at this time, the cicada girl was deeply trapped in the trap of sweet words, how could she think of what kind of tragic ending awaited her in the future.

But he knew that Jia Fushang's fluttering promise was not fulfilled in half a word.

He did not gain fame, but became a wealthy businessman in Lin'an;

He was surrounded by warblers and swallows, and he had long forgotten that he was far away from home and scattered his family wealth to raise a tangled wife for himself.

The scene changed, and Qin Gu relived from the perspective of the cicada lady how she pawned all her outfits, and how she whispered and suffered cold eyes in order to borrow money.

But the emotions surging in his chest told him that the cicada girl was happy at this time.

On the day of farewell, Jia Fushang cut off a strand of his hair, tied it with Cicada Niang's long hair, put it in a rag bag and gave it to her.

- It was the one that fell out of the portrait of the Double Happiness Lady.

The bag was tightly collected by the cicada girl, caressed day and night, and carefully sewn with needles and threads if it was slightly damaged, but the clothes she was wearing were already full of holes.

At first, Jia Fushang would send a message back, but Cicada Niang was illiterate, so she begged people everywhere to read it to her, and her face was full of happy smiles;

Later, the letters gradually decreased, and the cicada girl waited at the entrance of the village every day, but no more letters came.

Cicada Niang still waits every day, and one wait is ten years.

The warm emotions have never changed, and the infatuation is so that even Qin Gu can't bear to be harsh.

- Things took a turn for the worse in the eleventh year, the year of the Phantom Realm.

A scholar came back from the list, saw the cicada girl, hesitated for a long time, and said to her: "Don't wait, you Langjun... Get married early! Even the concubine room has several rooms! ”

A huge blank swept over, and Qin Gu felt the pain of his heart being cut by a knife, which was an emotion that belonged to the cicada mother.

However, in fact, it is precisely because he can empathize with Cicada Niang at this moment that he can clearly perceive that deep in her heart, she has long been aware of what is happening.

She was just deceiving herself, until this moment, the kind persuasion of others tore her heart to the point of blood.

Qin Gu was powerless, knowing what was waiting for her in front of her, but she could only let Cicada Niang's firm voice overflow from her throat: "I'm going to ask him face to face." ”