Volume 2 The Turbulent Darkness Rises and the Turmoil is Unsettled Chapter 224 Fantasy (5)

After a long time, he withdrew his hand, looking depressed: "Sure enough, as Su Zi expected, Luo Kui has indeed become a water cranberry now, but her memory was sealed by a strange force, and it was just a little temptation, and the power went crazy, wanting to devour her original memory." He accepted the trick and didn't dare to move, just stared intently, and his hand involuntarily stroked the face of the "water vine".

Luokui is in the body of the water cranberry, the pitch-black surroundings are floating with a fluorescent, her eyes are cold, looking at the empty green, the endless silk of affection grows crazy in the spiritual platform, like vines twisting and turning, covering the sky and the sun entangled, as if in an instant, it is really rooted in love, there is a voice kept shouting in the heart, empty green, empty green, she is not me, she is not me, she is not water cranberry, she is fake. But this cry was to no avail, and finally turned into a dull pain in her heart, I don't know why it started, why it ended, but the pain was extremely speechless.

However, in an instant, this short Lingtai Qingming was swept away by a tidal wave of affection, and she fell into endless madness.

At this moment, a white light appeared in the spiritual platform, as if someone shouted: "Little demon girl, wake up quickly." ”

This sentence was like thunder, and Luo Kui woke up in an instant, and the voice sounded very familiar, she whispered, It's Jiang Li, it's Jiang Li, it turns out, it's been so long, and even the injuries have healed for a long time. Her heart throbbed, no matter how much the past would eventually be, in such a ghost place, and planted that unlucky love, what love and ruthlessness are empty talk, only by walking out alive can there be a long future. She sank down and investigated, and found that the so-called love was indeed firmly rooted in the spiritual platform, and the bright red silk threads were constantly overflowing from it, covering the spiritual platform, devouring her clear mind little by little.

She couldn't sit still, but she didn't dare to move, after all, her cultivation is not high, there are not many killing moves, if she can't hit it with one hit, once she is recognized by this person, it will be difficult to turn over, she stared slightly, what is the origin of this person, how can he refine his own sins, and how can he urge such demonic exercises, she shook her head, her heart said, it is useless to think too much, everything will be investigated in detail after going out alive.

Luo Kui simply closed her eyes slightly, taking advantage of this short period of clarity, and slowly urged the mana to resist the continuous growth of the silk of affection.

And Kong Qing didn't know all this, he didn't know that the "water cranberry" in front of him was fake, and he didn't expect that Luo Kui had gone through so many ups and downs, and he actually paid attention to Jiang Li, he only indulged in a lot of past events and couldn't extricate himself. When he knew each other, he didn't care about the affection here, and he tossed and turned back and forth several times in the long water-like years, only to realize that the person who was separated by life and death was the one who flowed through his own new rapids, which was the place where his deep feelings were located, and it became the deepest obsession in his heart.

Day by day, "Water Cranberry" has become familiar with everything in the Temple of Heaven Mountain, and Luo Kui was imprisoned in the body of "Water Cranberry", and did not dare to relax for a moment to urge the mana to resist the silk of emotion, but it also achieved initial results, although the silk of affection has not decreased, but it has not grown crazy again, as for the love rooted in the spiritual platform, she tried several times, and finally there was no solution.

Luo Kui did this, did not deliberately hide his tracks, and could not hide, "Shui Manjing" naturally sneered, but surprisingly, she did not stop at all, these actions are all vulnerable in her eyes, the more torture she does, the heavier she is, she naturally looks very happy.

The ginkgo trees outside the courtyard were only empty branches, and the golden leaves were piled up on the ground, stepping on them barefoot, making a crisp and subtle sound, which sounded like two people whispering.

The red skirt fluttered up, revealing a pair of snow-white bare feet, bypassing the stout ginkgo tree, like a red butterfly spreading its wings among the flowers and green leaves in spring, and the autumn wind fluttered through the bright skirt, straight like a red glow about to fly in the sky, making people dare not force their eyes.

"Water Cranberry" stepped happily in the ginkgo forest, but unexpectedly stepped on a person with her bare feet, she lowered her eyes and smiled coldly, and then made an embarrassed gesture, hurriedly took a few steps back, blushed and hurriedly put on shoes and socks, lowered her head and whispered: "Sir." ”

The wind in the mountains is strong, leisurely sweeping over the empty canopy, all the sounds are silent, even the wind gradually whirls silently, and the black hair and red skirt of "Water Cranberry" add the most intense and bright stroke in the autumn day of Xiao Suo.

Shui Sangzhi looked at it for a long time, he suddenly remembered a woman, who was also such a beautiful year, like to step on the fallen leaves barefoot in the ginkgo forest, slightly pursed the corners of his lips and looked back at him and smiled, thinking of this woman, his heartache was irrepressible, and he reluctantly said calmly: "Manjing, the January period has arrived, and your Dafa can be understood thoroughly." ”

"Water Cranberry" silently bowed her head, sat down cross-legged, a ginkgo leaf fell with the wind, hairpin on her sideburns, her eyebrows and eyes were light, as light as snow without staining dust, and the cold voice slowly recited from her mouth. She recited for half an hour before she stopped, tilted her head to look at the water mulberry branch, stretched out a hand, and said with a smile: "Sir, I won." ”

Sure enough, it is a genius of the heavens, in just one month, she not only recited the entire book of the Dafa of Obtaining Lin, but also participated in most of it, and even had quite a lot of experience, in the clan, it is a great fortune to have this woman here, but for herself, it is a great misfortune to harbor her guilt. If she is mediocre as the other women in the clan, with mediocre qualifications and mediocre blood, then she can live this life mediocre and peacefully.

Shui Sangzhi sighed silently for a long time, and said with a slightly sorrowful smile: "When did Mr. play tricks with you children?" He turned over the flowers with one hand, and a jar of wine appeared out of thin air on the ground, but there was an extra cloth bag in his palm, and handed it to "Shui Cranberry": "In this bag are three puppets and an excerpt, you put it away." ”

"Shui Manjing" took it carefully, his hand sank, and he smiled childishly: "Sir, it's really useless for you to pass on our tricks, you can't beat or scold others." ”

Shui Sangzhi laughed heartily: "Who do you want to hit." ”

"Shui Manjing" condensed, turned out the memory of the real Shui Manjing from his mind, broke his fingers, and counted it seriously: "The first one is Jin Ying, she always grabs my tea to drink, and the second one is Butterbur, she always relies on her thinness, and even has to be served by dumb maids for washing water, the third, the third." ”

"According to Mr., the first one to hit is you, and you know how to play all day long. Shui Sangzhi smiled gently: "Manjing, these things, you must not show them to the second person." ”

"Shui Manjing" carefully opened the mouth of the cloth bag, squinted his eyes and looked at it, he sneered coldly in his heart, it was really some inconspicuous things, but in order not to show his feet, he still put it away like a jewel, and said with a smile: "Such a precious thing, Manjing can't see enough of it, how to give it to others." She carried a cloth bag in one hand and a wine jar in the other, and went back to the room with a smile.

The wind swept through her fading clothes, like a maple leaf red all over the mountains in late autumn, burning fiercely. The red glow in front of Shui Sangzhi for a long time, "Shui Manjing" since childhood in love with red and glamorous clothes, now looking at her back, like the description of the person in Shui Sangzhi's heart, more than ten years of doubts in the heart of the heart for a long time, with the growth of Shui Manjing, this doubt became more and more serious, when the patriarch of Fang Hai told him that the girl died with the child in the womb, before Shui Sangzhi took a look, according to the rules of the Shui family, a fire burned the body to ashes, looking at Shui Manjing, he was silent for a long time, and a trace of delusion was born in his heart.

The night is deep, the empty back mountains are soaked in the cold moonlight, the mountain streams and streams mean, and the clear blue water ripples, reflecting a girl's childish face. "Water Manberry" drank wine with a wine jug in one hand, and played in the water with a withered branch in the other, quite leisurely.

The wine is half drunk, "Shui Manjing" took out the excerpt of today's play, although it is just a gadget of the human race three hundred years ago, nameless and untitled, you can open it and read it carefully, but you feel that your lips and teeth are fragrant, it is a real good show, but it is a pity that it is just a fold, there is no head and no tail, she wants to laugh and want to scold, this unlucky water mulberry branch is really hateful, a good end of the fold play, it actually left a suspense, I am afraid that there will be a gambling contract, I am willing to hand over the rest to myself, I really don't know how the former water vine Jing, how to endure it.

She fiddled with two puppets by the water, the two young girls were so delicate that even their hair was visible, their clothes were floating, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance when they walked, and the scenery was full of beauty and touching.

Just as he was playing, a man was reflected in the stream, sitting on the side of the "water vine" with a big grin, stretching out his hand and saying, "This wine is so fragrant, pour me a lamp." ”

"Shui Manjing" had expected this scene, and went out at night to wait for this person, waiting for this sentence, but she still looked back in surprise, only to see a strange face, but she still saw a familiar soul from under the strange skin, she pretended to be frightened, pursed her dry lips, and even her voice was dry: "You, you are a member of the Shui family." ”

Kong Qing shook his head: "Shui family, no." ”

"Shui Manjing" jumped up in fright, carried the wine jug, and dodged to the side: "Then you, how did you enter the Temple of Heaven Mountain." ”

Kong Qing looked at the wine jug in her hand, as if salivating over the aroma of wine: "I originally lived in this mountain. ”

"Shui Manjing" secretly calculated that she is now borrowing the identity of Shui Manjing, and she will behave like her enough, so that she will not show anything, pretend to be good from the beginning to the end, and what she asks for can be fulfilled, and then, she thought about how she would think and say if the real Shui Manjing was in a different place, and in the face of the current situation, she breathed a sigh of relief, made an innocent appearance, sat back by the stream again, pulled the sleeves of Kongqing's clothes, raised her eyes and chuckled: "Then, you are the mountain ghost here." ”

Kong Qing was slightly stunned, stroked his face and sighed: "Mountain ghost, can't I be the earth immortal here, I have to be a mountain ghost." ”

Earth Immortal, "Water Man" raised her eyes and looked at him carefully, she thought about it, I don't know what the real Water Manjing thought back then, but she can afford a fairy word, if it is not a prosperous beauty, it is her own fairy energy, but this person in front of her, thin only a handful of bones left, where there is a little fairy energy, the ghost is full of energy.