Shi Ji smiled lightly and turned the lid, and Beichen Jun's terrifying gaze fell on her like a spring breeze, and the spring breeze turned into rain and turned into invisible.

"Who are you?" Beichen-kun gritted his teeth.

Shi Ji was slightly stunned, and then she smiled lightly, only to see her body swaying slightly, and a simple atmosphere of embracing the universe came out.

Beichenjun felt this breath of controlling the punishment of the flood for tens of thousands of years, and his body couldn't help but straighten, just like a student meeting a teacher.

"You ......"

Before Beichen Jun finished speaking, the aura on Shi Ji's body changed, and a mysterious and quiet natural avenue aura dispersed.

"You ......"

Then it changed again, and a breath that did not move like the top of the mountain pierced the sky.

Beichen-kun: "......"

In the blink of an eye, it changed again, and a peerless transcendent temperament that kept quiet as a legacy and was independent, and heaven and earth were not embraced, and the world was self-respecting.

Beichenjun lowered his head, and he actually felt ashamed that he didn't dare to look at it directly.

Cold!

Beichenjun only felt the biting cold coming to his face, as soon as he raised his head, he almost didn't scare out, Beichenjun took a deep breath to suppress the palpitations in his heart, and sat down again with his buttocks, which had already left the futon half an inch.

His constricted pupils stared at a cold bone, and every hair seemed to have turned into a green coat of cold bone spurs.

With one breath and one inhalation, the breath changed again, and the distance between them quickly widened, as if there were countless spaces descending, and if he wanted to reach her, he had to pass through countless spatial doors.

Beichenjun's heart contracted.

A stream of wisdom and Taoism of 'the body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, and the supreme Dharma is all entered by my door'.

Beichenjun's eyes were straight, his mouth and tongue were dry, and his heart was like numbness.

I can't see it clearly, but I can distinguish it, like a big dream, and Shi Ji is shrouded in a layer of dreamlike and mysterious dreams.

There was silence all around, and I don't know how long it was.

A dry voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

"Skull Mountain, White Bone Cave, Shiji Niangniang. Shi Ji smiled lightly.

"What about them?"

"They are all inextricably linked to the poor road, there are my relatives, there are my friends, some have passed on the Fa to me, some have given me treasures, some have donated blood to me, and there is even a friend of life and death. When it came to the friend of life and death, Shi Ji gritted his teeth.

"Didn't you say you hadn't seen a few powers?"

I don't know what kind of stimulation it was, Beichenjun shouted such an inconsequential question.

Shi Ji clenched his tongue and said nothing, he had reached a critical point, he couldn't be stimulated anymore, and it would be self-defeating to lose his mind.

"Who is it?" Beichenjun pointed to the sleeping rabbit.

Shi Ji was a little hesitant this time, December's identity is still only known to her, I don't know why, others always can't see the strangeness of the rabbit, even the Jiuyan merchant sheep and even the Beichen Jun in front of him always can't see the rabbit at first sight, their eyes will always ignore the existence of the rabbit.

This is anything but unusual.

So she has never told anyone the origin of the rabbit, and even Huanglong Yuding doesn't know.

"Why don't you speak!" Beichenjun's eyes showed a fierce light, as if he had found a reason to kill Shiji.

"You really want to know?" Shi Ji looked at Beichen-kun expressionlessly.

For some reason, Beichenjun just couldn't spit out that 'thought' in his mouth.

"How do you pull out the demon seed?" Beichen Jun's forehead was full of green tendons, angry, shocked, and even afraid that even he wouldn't admit it.

Which question did he give up.

Shi Ji pointed to the cold tea in front of Beichen Jun and said, "Drink it." ”

Three words pulled Beichenjun back to the strange circle of choice, drinking tea can dissolve his demon seed, and drinking Shiji's tea, how can he kill people?

To drink or not to drink?

Again, a difficult choice.

"Who is the ancestor who can make soup?" Beichenjun, who was forced out of the difficulty of choosing, avoided the choice, he wanted to ask the second person and take the third way.

"She is my friend of life and death, I haven't seen her in a hundred years, and the last breath is hers. ”

A shallow smile appeared on Shi Ji's lips, a life and death transaction, is it not a friend of life and death.

"Where is she?"

"I don't know the specifics, but I remember she said she was going home, well, there are trees in front of her house, and there is a well in the yard...... By the way, she loves to listen to stories. ”

"It's her!" Beichen stood up suddenly.

Shi Ji could hear his pounding heartbeat from afar.

"It seems that Daoyou already knows who it is, so this tea Daoyou can't use it. ”

Shi Ji hooked, and the tea cup flew up.

"Wait!"

Beichenjun grabbed the herbal tea that had been cold for a long time.

He knew who that person was, but he didn't have the courage to go to her, he was afraid that he would be boiled in a pot by the old witch who liked to make soup with raw souls.

"Goo!"

Beichenjun raised his head and poured it down like drinking poison.

Shi Ji gently pushed December who was leaning on her and stood up.

"Auntie?"

The little twelve, who had not yet woken up and was in a half-dazed state, screamed in a very heavy voice.

"Let's go!"

"Oh!"

"Let's go?!" Beichenjun looked at Shi Ji in disbelief.

"I persuaded Daoyou to be at ease to pull out the demons, once the effect of the tea is over, it will be over. Shi Ji said lightly.

"I don't believe you only have this piece of tea?" Beichenjun sneered.

Shi Ji looked at Beichenjun like a fool, "Don't you know that innate things can only be fully effective when you take them for the first time?"

"You ......" Beichenjun finally knew how bitter the tea he drank on the spur of the moment.

"Let's go!"

Shi Ji took December's hand and turned to leave.

"Buzz!"

The extremely faint hum shook Shi Ji's nerves.

Shi Ji turned, turned back, and stretched out his hand, "Take it!"

"Hmph!" Beichenjun snorted coldly with disdain.

"Can I play the Thirteen Demon Pupils again, Dao Youxin?"

Shi Ji said and relieved the beginning.

"Zheng ......"

A piano sound woke up the demon seed, and a double image appeared in Beichenjun's eyes.

"You're looking for death!" Beichen-kun gritted his steel teeth.

Ishiji waited quietly for him to choose, and did not pluck the strings again.

"Huhuhu......"

Gasping for air.

"Get out!"

Beichenjun shook his hand.

"Let's go!"

"Buzz Buzz ......" Let's go!

The stone needles that came out of the trap hummed happily.

......

After Shi Ji left, Beichenjun suppressed his endless anger and sank into the tea realm to uproot the demon seed, but after a few days and moons, Beichenjun finally opened his eyes.

"Beichen Tianjun, are you finally awake?"

A person fell from the countless suspicious clouds on the top of the mountain, dressed in splendid robes.

"There is Lao Jiuyan Demon Marshal to protect the Dharma for me. Beichen Jun bowed.

"It should. Jiu Yan smiled lightly.

The two were silent for a moment.

Jiu Yan opened his mouth and asked, "I wonder if the Heavenly Monarch has ever encountered a stone spirit and a rabbit?"

A sentence poked into Beichen Jun's heart, how can it be a painful word.

"I've seen it!" Beichenjun grinded his teeth, and the damn Shi Ji lied to him again, although the tea was effective, it couldn't pull out the demon seed.

He finally knew why she had told him about the existence of that ancestor, so good friend of life and death!