The autumn wind rises. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The few remaining clumps of dead grass bowed down in the autumn wind.

Listening to the sound of withered grass and imagining the yellow leaves rolling up and falling in the autumn wind, Song Qiu felt something.

That wisp of autumn wind became a clear line in Song Qiu's eyes, and the line was wiped in the dark night, smooth and natural.

Yes, naturally.

As sung in a song, everything is providence, everything is destiny.

In Song Qiu's eyes, everything is natural.

It is natural for the wind to rise, for the leaves to fall, for eating, and for sleeping.

Ignite naturally.

Song Qiu stretched out a finger and pointed it towards the palm of the demon, which was extremely smooth and natural.

Looking at his movements, Li Zhushi thought, for no reason, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons change.

Spring goes to the summer solstice, autumn ends with winter, it is the most natural thing in the world, just like Song Qiu's actions at this moment.

The finger was placed on the palm of the demon's palm, and the golden highlights were as brilliant as starlight.

The sound of Ziz's burning was mixed with rising black smoke, and the demon withdrew his hand in pain, and the thin palm instantly turned black.

Song Qiu's fingers didn't stop, and the golden lines were like graceful dancing goddesses, writhing gracefully in the air.

The demon howled, turned and ran.

Its body is like a magnet, and the golden lines are attracted to it and keep flocking to it.

It tried to shake off the lines, but it only took a few breaths for them to get stained with its ragged, dirty old uniform.

The golden flames set the demon's clothes on fire, like the withered yellow leaves burning in an autumn night, and the crackling flames shattered the clothes and turned them to ashes.

The demon let out an earth-shattering wail, and the only remaining arm desperately slammed into the flames on his shirt, only to be met with more blazing fire.

The golden light of the flames reflected on everyone's faces, and then released a dazzling light towards the sky.

The light shone on the night sky and fell on the eyes of all the awake people in the field, as if a sun had risen in the night sky.

The sun and the moon shine.

At some point, the demon's voice stopped abruptly, and the golden flames gradually shrank until they disappeared completely.

The dark night was empty, and if it weren't for the blood stains on the ground, no one would have believed that there was once a demon here.

Song Qiu collapsed to the floor in prostration, staring at the ceiling with his eyes distracted, just a few simple spells had exhausted all his strength.

"Hey, are you dead?" Song Qiu gasped and tilted his head to look at Wu Tian, who was covered in blood and couldn't move not far away.

"Hehe, having seen a new world, how could I be willing to die?" said Wu Tian with a difficult grin on the corner of his mouth.

Song Qiu sneered: "During the day, you wanted to die but didn't die, and now you don't want to die but almost die, life is really interesting." ”

"Now I also find life interesting. Wu Tian also laughed, his smile pulled the injury on his chest, and the curvature that had just been hooked at the corner of his lips instantly turned into a painful expression.

"Seeing how painful you look, I'll tell you a joke. Song Qiu said: "Xiao Zhang has obtained a superpower, and with a light jump, he can jump more than 100 meters high. He tried this superpower for the first time on that sunny afternoon, and guess what?"

"I don't know. Wu Tian thought about it and couldn't guess the answer.

Song Qiu said lightly: "I fell to death." ”

Wu Tian was stunned for a long time before he finally reacted, and said expressionlessly: "It's not funny at all." ”

"Zhu Shi, and that Meng girl who doesn't know if you're scared or not, why don't you take your life-saving benefactor Wu Tian out for treatment, don't let this kid really burp. Song Qiu shouted with a smile at the two.

Li Zhushi and Meng Ziqing walked over.

Li Zhushi asked with concern, "Then what should you do?"

Song Qiu smiled and said, "I'm going to stay and deal with the follow-up here." By the way, leave Ling Feng behind. ”

Li Zhushi nodded, she knew that Song Qiu must have something confidential to do that she couldn't let them know. After this night, she finally understood that this ordinary-looking boy had never been in the same world as them.

Meng Ziqing was on the side, silently for the first time, and it could be seen that tonight's experience had stimulated her a lot.

The two carefully helped Wu Tian up and left the building with his arms in his arms.

Song Qiu took out another mobile phone for daily calls from his arms, found Tai Baixing's number and dialed it.

The phone rang twice, and a beep came over.

It was actually hung up.

Song Qiu looked at the phone screen speechlessly.

Dial again.

The phone was hung up a second time.

Song Qiu persevered, dialed it for the third time, and the phone finally got through.

"If you kid don't give a reason for saying the past, you're going to die!" snarled on the other end of the phone.

It was clear that the old man was playing a game, and the situation was as bad as ever.

"There are really ghosts here, and there are two of them. I need you to bring someone from the prefecture who can talk to things, hurry up, the address is in the Zhiyuan Building of Jiangcheng University, you just walk in along the barren path next to the Zhiyuan Building. By the way, there is also the 'Forgetfulness Water'. ”

"Forgetful water" is another rotten name.

Song Qiu complained in his heart.

Tai Bai Xing's voice paused and asked, "Your kid's voice is so weak, you won't be dying, right?"

"Don't worry, you can't die. ”

“...... You think too much, the old man really wants you to die, so that the Internet café can change the network manager, the old man has even found a candidate, SKT. Faker (see note 1 at the end of the article), what do you think?"

"Fans will be hacked to death if they know you're going to have Faker as a webmaster. ”

"Haha, do you think they can find the old man?"

After the joke, Tai Baixing's voice continued on the other end of the phone: "Wait, we'll be there soon." ”

......

......

Song Qiu lay on the ground for a while, his body regained some strength, his arms were propped up, and he slowly stood up.

After staggering two steps, there was a rustling of footsteps outside the door.

"Yo?"

Someone snorted outside the door, and Song Qiu could hear that it was Tai Baixing's voice.

After a loud crack, two men walked in through the door.

Tai Baixing pointed to the middle-aged man beside him with a face like black charcoal and introduced, "Wrap black charcoal." ”

Song Qiu was solemnly respected, solemnly made an ancient salute, and said respectfully: "It turned out that Lord Yama had arrived, and the kid was disappointed. ”

Bao Zheng, the king of Yama, waved his hand quite casually, and said in a grand manner: "Eh, don't be like this, everyone is an equal friend, and if you do this, you will see the outside." ”

Tai Bai Xing shook the thing in his hand in front of Song Qiu, it was the whip that Song Qiu left behind outside the door before: "What's going on?"

Song Qiu smiled bitterly: "I was careless for a while, and I was beaten by the evil ghost." ”

Tai Bai Xing asked curiously, "Then how did you kill the evil spirit?"

Song Qiu scratched his head and said, "It's the trick you taught me." ”

"Great Yan Fu Spell?" Tai Bai Xing's face changed slightly, and his voice unconsciously raised a few degrees.

"yes. Song Qiu was a little inexplicable. Although he had heard Li Yongnian mention that it was difficult to cultivate the Great Yan Fu Spell, he thought that it was just because Li Yongnian was standing at a different height than him, and these so-called difficult spells should only be the most superficial exercises in the eyes of these immortals, otherwise Tai Bai Xing would not have taught him casually.

Hearing the term "Great Yan Fu Curse" and Song Qiu's answer, King Yama, who was looking at the surrounding environment, turned his head and stared at Song Qiu seriously.

Note 1: faker, Chinese name: Lee Sang-hyuk, nicknamed "The Great Demon King", serves as the middle laner of the "League of Legends" SKT team, the world's first person, Michael Jordan in the League of Legends world. After having annotations, it feels like the whole chapter is much taller~