Chapter Twenty-Four: The Demons Dance
Ancient temples in the mountains.
It's a different story.
Here the moon stars are scarce, and there is no yin air sweeping, the brilliance of the moonlight, shrouded in the eaves of the ancient temple carved beams and paintings, there is a faint mist, and there is a fairy cave on the ground.
It's just that in this ancient temple, it is a different scene.
The dilapidated Buddha statue was uncleaned, dumped in the corner, and a dragon sculpture with teeth and claws was placed in the center of the magpie's nest, enjoying the offering of incense.
Xiao Changhe walked slowly with the female ghost in red in this mountain and wild forest, he still looked like a skeleton, since he came to other people's territory, he had to follow the customs, right?
The female ghost walked behind Xiao Changhe, looking a little restrained, without the arrogance just now, and looking like she was walking on thin ice.
"What, I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat you? You look like this, you don't have any meat, and I can't eat it!" Xiao Changhe quipped.
The red-clothed skeletal woman shuddered.
You always don't have that tooth, but you can always dismantle my bones, although it can be reorganized, but during this period you need countless elixir nourishment, these years of immortal mountain, occupied by that group of cattle during the day, at night those mountain spirits who become spirits haunted by ghosts, I don't dare to find death easily for this cultivation.
Brother Xiao laughed. The skeleton girl sneered.
"In the one-third of an acre of land in Shenxian Town, my Xiao Changhe is famous?" Xiao Changhe chuckled and shook his head.
He raised his head, and the ancient temple in the deep mountains fell in front of him, smoky, and somewhat inexplicably eerie.
He stared at the ancient temple carefully for a long time, frowned slightly, and finally squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "You are not small!"
Rumble!
The female ghost in red trembled.
Xiao Changhe's face was cold, he stared at the ancient temple coldly, and said, "Your master, the shelf is very big." ”
When he said this, he had already stepped into this ancient temple, the dilapidated ancient temple, overgrown with wild grass, and even more gloomy at night, making people feel uncomfortable and unusually uncomfortable.
A pair of leaning stone lions in front of the main hall are said to shake evil.
The female ghost in red stopped suddenly.
Xiao Changhe ignored her and walked into the main hall mechanically.
The wind is gusting.
The hall is full of red vines fluttering, hanging down from the beams, the weird bright red makes people feel cold on the back, but at this moment, Xiao Changhe is wearing a skeleton, which is very suitable for the scene.
He slowly walked into those red vines, stretched out his hand to open the layers of red vines, at this moment, something strange happened, the red vines were like ripples fluttering, more and more, the yin wind blew on Xiao Changhe's face, the red vines were like a snake across his waist, across his neck, and around his lower limbs.
Xiao Changhe didn't speak, and walked forward with mechanical steps, forward, and forward.
"Hehe... Huh..."
In the silent night, the main hall of the strange ancient temple, the bright red vines fluttering, there are bursts of laughter, like the swan song of an infatuated woman, and it seems to be the affectionate chant that has not been spoken for thousands of years.
"Pretending to be a ghost and asking for your own suffering. Xiao Changhe sneered.
He threw a punch suddenly.
Bang!
Xiao Changhe smashed his fist on the red vine that was about to wrap around his waist, and as soon as the punch came out, it was like a thunderclap, and his body shot out suddenly, and the skeleton's fingers passed through the red vine like iron tongs.
Bang!
The illusions are gone.
I saw Xiao Changhe's skeletal fingers, like pliers, clamping around a woman's neck, and the red vines all over the house suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dilapidated hall with a Buddha statue toppled in the corner.
This woman is not a skeleton.
Bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like condensation, wearing a wide-sleeved skirt, face like peach blossoms, eyes as affectionate as water, there is a natural charm of a mature woman, weak and boneless.
"Brother Xiao, you lightened, it hurt others. The woman spoke to Xiao Changhe, and her delicate voice made it seem as if her entire body was floating.
Xiao Changhe's fingers slammed into force.
Click!
The woman's head was cut off instantly, and the whole head fell to the ground, but the woman's body was standing, and the head fell to the ground, but there was no blood on her neck.
"Ahh The woman said, her hands fluttering as if she were looking for them, and she took a step forward, but her left foot stepped on her head.
"Ouch. ”
The woman screamed in pain, and her headless body began to crouch down, groping for her head, carefully holding it with both hands, and pressing it on her neck.
Her watery eyes were full of bone-chilling sadness, she sighed faintly, and stared at Xiao Changhe with resentment, charming and charming.
"If you have something to say, I can't say it, I'll demolish your broken temple. Xiao Changhe sat on the Buddha statue that fell in the corner of the wall and said impatiently.
The woman walked over, looked at Xiao Changhe's skeleton with curiosity, and even circled around Xiao Changhe's body, and finally sat next to Xiao Changhe, staring at Xiao Changhe with resentful eyes.
"Brother Xiao, didn't you think about a thousand marks, so ruthless. The woman sobbed.
Bang!
Xiao Changhe smashed her head with a fist, and in an instant, the head of the alluring city and country flew out, hanging on the dragon-shaped statue in the center, Xiao Changhe stepped on her body with his back, causing the body to separate from the head.
Forehead?!
The woman was shocked, her pupils widening suddenly.
"Why did you push the Buddha statue to worship the real dragon? Xiao Changhe asked.
"Cut!" The woman's body struggled for a moment, watching herself being trampled underfoot, and finally sighed helplessly, the head still hanging on the beard of the dragon-shaped sculpture, and asked, "Who dares to care about this place?"
Xiao Changhe was stunned.
Yes!
The immortals on the fairy mountain died, and the resentment was extremely heavy.
When the immortal town was not penetrated by the curtain red sparsely, this towering immortal mountain was regarded as the boundary of the territory of the Daling Dynasty.
There is the founding emperor of the Daling Dynasty under the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, who once used his head to build a mad Beijing view here.
Pit kills two million of the big frames.
Lonely ghosts all over the mountains.
In that year, the economy of the prefecture was in a depression, and it happened that the prefecture was laying off employees, and there were not enough manpower, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts who couldn't be caught finally condensed into a deep resentment on the fairy mountain.
Later, the fairy town was sheltered, and these lonely souls and wild ghosts also ascended to heaven.
In the final analysis, this public case was caused by Mu Hongshu.
At this point, Xiao Changhe is at a loss.
"What, does Brother Xiao have any ideas?" the woman said.
Xiao Changhe didn't answer, kicked the body out with one kick, and it happened to hang on the dragon-shaped sculpture, and the woman struggled to connect her neck to her body again, but this time she didn't dare to make it again.
Xiao Changhe walked out of the main hall.
Put your hands on your sleeves.
A pair of skeletal eyes looked at the starry night sky.
Xiao Changhe twisted his neck, closed his eyes and opened them again.
And then--
Where is the star?
What's so picturesque?
The stars are moving.
Under a layer of darkness, above the sky, there seem to be countless pairs of eyes, viciously trying to devour everything in this world.
Between heaven and earth.
There are demons dancing.