Chapter 67: Brush off your clothes
Frozen thousands of miles white,
The red flame is red.
Cloud steaming big dream,
The implication is too clear.
The hometown of clouds and dreams, the contrast between light and dark, the depiction of winter and summer, a bizarre light and shadow interprets the unbelievable world.
Standing in the light and shadow, Shi Ji seemed to be watching a bizarre sci-fi blockbuster, with all kinds of populations, ferocious and terrifying monsters, glaciers, and magma......
A long red snake that does not know how long it is tens of thousands of miles is above the sky.
"Senior, don't forget that this is the land of my witch clan!"
The young man's voice was much more indifferent, as if it was clear from beyond the high ridge, and it was particularly good.
"Hehe, the strong dragon does not suppress the truth of the head snake, the old body understands better than you, little long worm, you should sleep. ”
Compared to the teenager, the witch's voice is too lacklustre, without any character, and can even be said to be very vague and unmemorable.
"Silk ~~"
"You dare!"
"Why don't you dare, old body, go to your spring and autumn dreams!"
The world of light and shadow disappeared, the young man in red carried the light, his narrow eyes each had a vertical pupil, one gold and one silver, demonic and evil, delicate and clean had nothing to do with him at this moment, now he represents temptation and passion, confusion and danger.
"Three thousand years of wasted time. ”
The fiery and hoarse voice of the teenager made people feel hot.
"Eight hundred years of Spring and Autumn Dreams!"
The witch can't avoid the torrent of time drawn by the boy, and the endless nightmare that the witch spits out can't be avoided.
White hair falls, one, ten, hundred......
Drooping eyelids, one point, one point, another point......
"Right now!"
A bewitching needle pierced out of the void and pierced the center of the red-clothed boy's eyebrows.
"Hmph!" A cold snort, half an inch of time, the needle was fixed in front of him, the young man raised his hand, flicked it lightly, his fingertips were three inches bright and three inches of time, the four big witches and two ancestors on the needle were submerged by time, the stone needle became a silver needle, and the silver needle flew upside down to kill the master.
"Woo woo woo ~ ~"
I don't know when the world is already a black wind rolling, heavy rain pouring, thousands of miles away, Shiji soaked without knowing it, she has two sleeves of black wind, reciting incantations, calling the wind with the wind, calling the rain with the curse, it is the wind calling the rain.
The white-clothed Yuanshen's eyes widened, she stared at the stone needle, pinched her hands and shouted angrily: "Turn, turn, turn!"
"Ah......h
A scream!
"Shiji!"
The tsunami-like roar knocked Ishiji over a few times, streaks of black light hanging from the black bowl above her head, blocking out most of the impact.
As soon as the green shadow flashed, Shi Ji disappeared into the wind and rain.
The red-clothed young man Candle Jiuyin watched the woman in Tsing Yi blend into the wind and rain, he laughed evilly, a low and sexy laugh rolled out of his throat, his eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and his eyelids couldn't open them heavily.
The old witch of Longzhong ghostly appeared in the place where Shi Ji stood, and she waved her hand to disperse the wind and rain, but all traces of Shi Ji were washed clean by the wind and rain.
The witch's eyes were gloomy and terrifying, she sneered and stretched out her hand to grab the bowl of bad luck, when suddenly a bright moon slowly rose from the sky, the witch's face changed several times, and her anger sank to the bottom of her heart.
The young man's red robe turned into a white robe at some point, and the white-robed young man bowed his hand to the bright moon, and saluted the witch woman who was dismantled by the cloak: "Senior, you are so self-conscious." ”
The boy stepped on the moonlight and left, and the stone door of the ancient hall closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.
The witch woman looked at her shriveled right hand, the gray nail on her right hand, and the dazzling blood-red pinhole in her palm, she never thought that the daring little stone spirit would dare to attack her.
"She seems to have said that she wants to stab me the most. The witch muttered to herself: "Time has been wasted for 3,000 years, and I have lost my life for 3,000 years, and I have injured my right hand...... The supernatural powers are not as good as the number of days, and the supernatural powers are not as good as the number of days. ”
......
"She's gone?"
"Hmm. ”
"Won't be coming back?"
"No, it won't. ”
"The moment she walked out, I knew she wasn't going to come back?"
"She has no regrets, she learns better than I teach. ”
"But I'm not at ease, her cultivation is too low. ”
"We didn't protect her. ”
"I didn't protect her, I didn't protect you, and she won't trust me anymore. ”
......
"Ahh
Suddenly, under the peach blossom tree, the big man looked blankly at the nine heavens and the bright moon and read out a strange and familiar name: "Shiji." ”
......
The sky was dark, dark and dreary, the wind was very cold, cold and swishing, and the moonlight penetrated layer after layer of black veil, shining here extremely cold.
The ground was thirsty with a hideous mouth, and tens of thousands of miles were wrapped in a dreamlike mist, a little bright red, and a big man with a ghost head knife on his waist dragged his tired steps towards the red light.
This is a Zhuangzi, there is a blood-red lantern hanging in front of the door, the vermilion gate, six or seven trees in front of the door, eighty or ninety flowers, the tree is very old, the flowers are very tender, and the old trees bloom new flowers.
The lintel of Zhuangzi is extremely high, there is an old plaque on it, covered with dust, three words can be seen vaguely, the big man didn't recognize it after looking at it for a long time, the vermilion gate 'squeaked' opened, and the big man stepped into the gate without thinking about it.
Two or three rooms, an old well in the center of the courtyard, the well was watery, looking sweet, the big man licked his chapped lips and walked to the old well.
"You can't drink the well water, come...... Come over for a bowl of soup?"
The voice was soft and seductive, the man stopped, he turned around and saw a graceful and graceful bewitching back, the big man swallowed the non-existent saliva and licked his chapped lips.
The aroma overflows.
"Incense...... It's so fragrant......"
The big man walked over.
"Want soup?" the woman asked.
"Yes. ”
"Tell a story first, be interesting, be interesting. ”
"Therefore...... What is a story?
"Hehe, it's not just me...... Ahem...... You listen, old people are old friends, stories, old things, old things. The woman said proudly.
"I don't know how to tell stories, I want to drink soup!" the big man pulled out the ghost head knife and rushed inside.
"Hehehehe......" The woman turned around and startled the big man, "You...... You...... Your face ......"
"Come, come to my mother-in-law's pot. ”
"Oh. ”
The big man put down the knife and jumped into the pot in a daze, "Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h
"I can't tell stories, and I want to drink soup, but my mother-in-law's soup is missing a wisp of ghost. The woman smiled.
The warm fire boiled slowly, the soup gradually cleared, the woman scooped up a scoop, gently blew the greasy floating on it, and then drank it slowly.
......
On the vast earth, a gray figure came out of the ground, a little black water came back from a distance, they ran separately, the black water dispersed, and a stone needle exuding the breath of time fell into Shi Ji's hand.
The stone needle is very spiritual, dancing on the palm of the stone rock, turning his heels, spinning, drifting, and jolting.
"What kind of fun? We kill two birds with one stone, and you only stab one! Is this revenge?"
"Boom!" the stone needle fell like mud and did not move.
Shi Ji was actually not disappointed at all, she was going to run away, of course she hoped that the two would lose both, she would go and pick up the head, she was happy to make up for the sinister Candle Jiuyin boy, and she was also happy to give the witch woman a ride to her old man's house, but it was a pity.
"Buzz!"
The stone needle finally couldn't hold it back, it turned over and stood up in the palm of the stone rock and shook and trembled, it got a lot of benefits this time, just through the torrent of time for thousands of years of baptism has greatly increased its spirituality.