Cui'er was covered in a body*, her hair was messy, a lot of sticky and sticky inside, mixed with black hair, and a face was full of tears. At this moment, Cui'er's eyes were open, her face was like ashes, and from time to time there were tears across her face, falling on the pillow, and wetting one side. The outside of the futon is blue and purple, and there is hardly a piece of skin in a good place.

"Cui'er. Wang Tian exclaimed, knelt on the side of the bed as if he wanted to pick up Cui'er, and when he saw Cui'er covered with scars, he covered his mouth and didn't dare to move.

Erbao knelt on the ground, he was young, and it was the first time he saw this kind of scene, it was too miserable, and he couldn't hold back his whimper for a while: "Sister Cui'er." ”

Cui'er's eyes stared at the beams above, she couldn't see anything, and tears flowed vigorously.

Wang Tian's eyes were red, and he suppressed the shiver in his heart: "Cui'er, tell me who did it, which beast did it?"

"Under the bed. ”

"What did you say?"

"Under the bed. Cui'er turned her face slightly: "Help me...... Help me get revenge. ”

With that, he closed his eyes lightly and bit his tongue to kill himself.

"Cui'er. ”

"Sister Cui'er. ”

Seeing this, Chang'an turned his head sideways and didn't want to look at the scene in front of him anymore.

A white light passed, Chang'an covered his eyes, and Liu Qingzhou fell from the white light, floating in the air like Chang'an.

"Sister. Chang'an was stunned.

Liu Qingzhou's eyes stayed on Chang'an's body for a while, and after confirming that Chang'an was not injured at all, he pursed his lips: "Follow me." ”

Before Chang'an could recover from Liu Qingzhou's sudden appearance, he was grabbed by this person's hand: "Hey, hey, wait, sister, wait." Haven't finished reading yet, haven't finished reading yet. ”

"Don't look at it. Liu Qingzhou did not return.

Chang'an said: "Sister, don't you know the solution?"

Liu Qingzhou quickly left the room with Chang'an and responded, "Hmm." ”

"I know that my sister is the best. Chang'an grinned and held Liu Qingzhou's tender fingers with his backhand: "By the way, sister, how did you get in?"

I am playing the Three Souls, and I have three souls inserted into the evil snake thoughts formed by Wang Tian and the two people, and I only need to find the source of the evil thoughts and untie the evil snake to keep the two of them.

Liu Qingzhou is a person from the Qingshan Palace, he should not understand the tune, if he does not understand the law of the void, he can't get in the dream? How did Liu Qingzhou get in? Besides, it seems that it should be very easy.

"Learn from you. ”

Chang'an pointed at himself: "Learn from me?"

The two of them were already in a deserted place, and Liu Qingzhou nodded: "Learn from you." ”

Chang'an was a little puzzled, learning from her, what does learning from her have to do with entering a dream.

"Sister, where are we going?"

"In front of Cui'er's grave. ”

Chang'an was even more puzzled now: "Cui'er?

"Dead. Wang Tian got Cui'er, who hid ghost magic under the bed and cultivated crooked ways. ”

As he spoke, he arrived at a deserted tobacco field, the night was cold, and the surrounding area was barren and dead, full of grasslands, and there was no light in his house, and it was pitch black. Occasionally, insects and birds skimmed and stirred up a ripple, and crows and beasts roared.

Under a few bare peach blossom trees, a small mound of graves is faintly visible, and a tombstone is inserted on it, and the words "Cui'er's Tomb" can be faintly seen through the moonlight.

After entering this place, it was a little cold in vain, and the two of them were still in a wandering soul posture, and they could see Cui'er who was hiding under the peach blossom tree and looking at them. There were a few lonely ghosts floating around, with no head, only a body, and half of their arms were missing or their bodies were floating around.

Where this is a meadow, it's a cemetery.

Chang'an shuddered, hugged Liu Qingzhou tightly, and when he saw Cui'er, who had been bowing her head and her long hair was scattered, she covered her mouth and closed her eyes, not daring to take another look.

Good to die or not, she is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is afraid of this lonely ghost.

"Sister, sister, I'm afraid. Her whole body was trembling, Liu Qingzhou stretched out her hand to touch Chang'an's hair, but withdrew her hand halfway, and only said lightly: "I'm here, it's okay." ”

"She, why didn't she move. Nestled in Liu Qingzhou's arms, Chang'an lightly picked one eye to look behind the peach blossom tree, and the white shadow still did not move.

Liu Qingzhou passed by with a sword, and Cui'er turned around, passed behind the peach blossom tree, and floated in front of her tombstone.

After her death, Cui'er did not change much, except that her face was too pale, and her eyes only had white pupils, but she could see because of this.

Because she is a ghost, Cui'er's whole body exudes a dead and ghostly aura.

She looked at the two uninvited guests with a blank face: "You can actually come in?"

Nothingness, whether it is an object or a human being, is in between, the living and ordinary people cannot see or hear, and only after death can they figure it out that they can see each other, so they become virtual and dispensable. It is also what people call a dream within a dream.

Liu Qingzhou said: "Take you back." ”

"You are a Dao Immortal, a spirit clan. Cui'er's figure was like the wind, and she skipped it and crawled on the side of Liu Qingzhou to probe, accompanied by a gust of wind.

"Take me back?

Chang An took two deep breaths to suppress the fear in his heart, and blinked his eyes so that he had the courage to open his eyes and look at Cui'er: "Do you know what Wang Tian's master and apprentice have done for you?"

"You know, you know?" Cui'er said indifferently: "I have cultivated the ghost art left by my ancestors and killed a few people." ”

"How many people? Not only a few people, half of the town is about to be killed by them, so how many people are called. ”

Cui'er was slightly stunned, and said: "Killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing, it doesn't matter how much, anyway, one life in front of you morals is enough to end all the bad." Besides, what does it matter to me that the two of them kill people, and I am not afraid that they will not be able to find an exit and stay here for the rest of their lives. ”

Fortunately, Cui'er's face is not very scary and terrifying, and it is completely different from the ghost she saw before. Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief and tried to persuade: "Provoke Wang Tian and the others to be kind in nature, Cui'er, you are even more knowledgeable, since the ghost art is given to the two of you, you also know how much price you have to pay behind the ghost art once it is completed." ”

"Kindness, what is the use of kindness. The two of them used to be kind, but as a result, they were bullied all day long and didn't treat them as human beings. You say I'm kind, yes, I'm really good, but as a result, I can't die well. Cui'er's anger became thicker and thicker, and she spit out words and looked almost crazy under her calm appearance.

"Sister, you can't sell it anymore and talk nonsense with Cui'er. Chang'an said softly, because the ghost has no seven emotions and six desires, and will always stay in the great grief and anger when he died. I mentioned it twice and three times, and I thought that Cui'er was so good-hearted that she could listen to it a thing or two, but now it seems that she really thinks about it a lot.

The ghosts are all the same.

Liu Qingzhou nodded, and the two of them took a step back, not returning from the sheath, and struck straight at Cui'er.

The heavy sword cut through the dark night, the white light flashed, and the aura was bright. There was a sneer on the corner of Cui'er's mouth, and she only turned sideways slightly to avoid all the sword qi, and the aura on her body was dignified, and every time she moved, she must

There are many parties involved, and Cui'er is getting more and more angry with herself, and the whole person looks hideous and abnormal. Although the facial features have not changed much, the strand on the body

The cool air is getting thicker and thicker.

It's a ghost, it's a ghost, and then it's a ghost. Cui'er stayed in the world for too long, and the hatred in her heart did not go away, and she stole blood in the chaotic void of one side. As long as it involves the anger in Cui'er's heart, it will not be far from becoming a ghost.

Chang'an took out a cigarette and said, "I know Jingqu, why don't you let me try it." The aura on her body is too heavy, even if she doesn't mean to hurt Cui'er, she can't bear it. ”

After saying that, he jumped up and stood on top of Cui'er's tombstone, standing with one foot. The smoke is placed at the corner of the lips, the fingers are flutes, and the flute sound flows out, as if stepping on the soft futon, containing full warmth, very light, very soft, and tactful.

The other ghosts around heard the flute and sped up on foot, covering their ears and wailing.

Cui'er screamed, stretched out her pale five fingers, and said angrily: "Why, why don't you let me go." I'm dead and disturbing my peace. Damn, you are simply hateful. ”

The sound of the song is a change again, no longer gentle and soft, but sonorous and powerful, the end is walking on the flat mountain path, and Ai Ai seems to have a person beside him, walking lightly.

It's a middle song.

Cui'er struggled and drilled towards Chang'an, full of anger, her mouth was full of black gas, her facial features were distorted together, she grinned hoarsely, and her white pupils trembled slightly, as if she was about to lose her face in the next moment.

It was exactly the same as the one she had seen before.

Chang Anse shrank twice, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, closed his eyes and stopped looking at Cui'er, and concentrated on playing the flute.

The flute cannot be interrupted, and every piece is like a life process, which can only move forward, and there is no reason to stop.

Besides, with Liu Qingzhou here, she believes that she will be able to protect her.

In this way, Chang'an concentrated on playing the flute, but Liu Qingzhou raised the corners of his lips when he saw this, as if he noticed that Chang'an was relieved of him.

No return was in front of Cui'er, Liu Qingzhou grasped it, and blocked Cui'er's way to fly to Chang'an with the sword. The anger and the aura collided, and the deepest injury was the anger, Cui'er screamed twice, and her body took several steps back.

Liu Qingzhou didn't dare to relax, holding on to it, his figure was like a charm, and before Cui'er could react, there was a chance to gasp for breath and dance a few more swords.

This sword chapter did not mean to hurt Cui'er, but only forced her back from the anger on her body, and she could not move.

Liu Qingzhou itself is the method of cultivating immortals, the pure yang qi is strong, and he is talented, he understands everything at a glance since elementary school, and he has won his meaning. I haven't really done it all the way, and now that it's been used for a few minutes, the whirring sword sound, even if Chang'an hasn't seen it, just listening to it can imagine that Liu Qingzhou's swordsmanship has reached various levels.

Cui'er is just a touch of soul, where can she withstand such a deadly attack by Liu Qingzhou, she didn't dodge two times and was hit by the sword qi and fell to the ground, and the anger on her body became less and less, and she could hear Chang'an's song, and the whole person fell to the ground like a loss of strength and had no strength to get up.

The sound of the flute suddenly rose high, the mountains and rivers flowed, the waves were terrifying, and the horses' hooves stepped through the dust as if thousands of soldiers and horses were fighting each other, and the blood flowed to kill the field.

The end of the song.

"Ah!!!h The most painful hiss that involves the throat and the flesh, the heart of the heart, the flesh is torn thoroughly, there is no hope to cry, helpless to cry. At this moment, it was all thoroughly interpreted by Cui'er.