Soon, his body and neck were all covered with green vines, and the tighter and tighter they were, secreting slimy juice that wanted to swallow him, and Yiyun felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Let go, where do you say, I'll take you, I'll take you!" Yiyun begged for mercy.

The vine slowly retracted, and a piece of paper lay there quietly, if it weren't for the strangulation marks on his neck, Yiyun really wondered if what had just happened was delusional.

"What are you doing, you can see me in the painting, it's fate, let's go! The paper made that lingering female voice again.

"Phew, who has a fate with you. Yiyun scolded the drawing paper a thousand times in his heart, reluctantly picked up the paper on the ground, and walked towards the ruined temple in the nearby Peach Blossom Mountain.

"Yiyun, are you dead? How are you doing? The old lady has called you more than a dozen times and there is no signal, are you dead in the wilderness?"

Yiyun supports his forehead, one has not been solved yet, and another one is really peach blossom luck!" "Yes, come to Peach Blossom Mountain to help me collect the corpse." After speaking, he viciously pressed the call, feeling that his poisonous kung fu had also improved a lot, and if he continued like this, he would definitely have a bright future, and buying a house and a car to marry Bai Fumei was just around the corner!

Peach Blossom Mountain, as the name suggests, is full of peach blossoms on the mountain, but now in the late autumn season, how can there be any peach blossoms. There was no one on the mountain, and the autumn wind was boringly blowing the last fallen leaves on the branches. The dilapidated temple, a layer of fine spider webs outside, a big red word "demolition" on the bright yellow wall is dazzling, the former good men and women have not come again, and the incense has been broken for a long time.

"How did it come to be?" said the paper in disbelief, since he lived in the paper hundreds of years ago and was taken away from this place, he has been circulating for hundreds of years. Today, I finally returned to this place that haunted my soul, and I couldn't imagine that it was already a thing.

"What about the peach blossoms, the bells, the flutes, the laughter?" Make a snapping sound.

"It's autumn where the peach blossoms come from, and this place is going to be demolished to make a tourist attraction, so it's going to be so depressed now, and when it's built, it's going to be lively. Yiyun explained, pointing to the ruined temple.

A wisp of red smoke rose and dissipated in the air, and a fairy-level beauty walked out of the drawing paper, stunned Yiyun. Dressed in a pink dress, as thin as a cicada's wings, with a faint white skin, it can't help but make people think about it. Ayara's skirt is just like a peach blossom. On the head is a green jade hairpin, and a few cute red bean beads hang down, which looks playful and cute.

"Oh Mai Ka, is this the legendary fairy sister?!" Yiyun opened his mouth, and his jaw was about to fall.

The beautiful woman walked to the stone table and sat down, conjured a cup of mellow peach blossom brew in her hand, began to drink, and told her own story: "I am just a literati's pen and ink, every day he will come here to sit under the peach blossoms and drink, watching the people in the temple come and go." The rise of drinking will also play a song. I felt so happy that I could see him every day until one day I was taken out of here. My thoughts are like crazy weeds, and whenever they come out, I kill them. People began to fear me, to abandon me, to give me away, until I came back here. ”

She looked here. Revel in your own world, as if that beautiful past is still there. Hearing this, Yiyun shook his head and looked at her incredulously. Because love pen and ink can also be turned into a monster? uneducated, it's really scary.

"What are you sighing for?" a sigh pulled her back to reality, and the fairy in the painting looked at Yiyun with cold hatred, and his eyes were full of emotion.

"The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in spring. Yiyun learned from the appearance of a literati and, leaned up and said, "You are an unintentional stroke in the painting, and now he has long been turned into dust, why should you be obsessed." ”

The fairy in the painting was silent, and his words echoed in his mind:

Evil!

I want to know you,

Longevity.

There are no mountains and no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, and the winter thunder is shaking,

Summer rain and snow, heaven and earth are combined, but dare to be with you!

"The name of this painting is Shangxie, and I want to talk about it. The heroic voice seemed to be still in my ears.

"Even if he's gone, I'm going to guard this place. Shang Xie looked at the dazzling word "demolition" on the wall, and looked at Yiyun with a stubborn expression, "How can I stop this place from being demolished?"

Yiyun thought for a while, sat down in the face of the evil spirit, and said in a consultative tone: "You have done too much evil, if I help you keep this place, are you willing to be reborn with me and wash the marrow and alchemy." It's just that after that, you'll go back to a little bit of ink. ”

Shang Xie thought about it for a while, and she felt guilty about her past behavior, but she couldn't help herself: "Okay! I promise you, but only if you promise me to restore this place to its former state, and let me and I always guard this place." ”

Yiyun happily took a sip of wine, patted his chest and said: "As long as you do what I say, there will be no problem, I know that Manager Liu Peng Liu, who is in charge of this project, heard that this person is old-fashioned and mean, but extremely superstitious, and we can do this and that when the time comes."

"Yiyun, I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm actually a girl here!" Yiyun gestured like a continuous river, gushing endlessly, and was talking energetically when he felt his ears being pulled back, and a familiar voice sounded.

Ling Jiannan searched almost the entire mountain to find this place! Seeing that Yiyun was actually drinking tea and chatting with a beautiful girl here, and talking so hilarious?!

"Ahh Only then did Ling Jianan let go of his hand and listened to him suspiciously

At sunset, the sunset shines on the road with few pedestrians, and there is an inconspicuous place around the corner. An old Taoist in an apricot-colored robe, with white hair and a long beard in one hand, he has the momentum of a fairy Dao bone. Next to a signboard pennant, the words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing "Maoshan West Half Immortal".

The sound of the "squeak" car brakes, a black BMW on the side of the road stopped, and a subtle smile appeared on the face of the old man.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man came down, it was Liu Peng. With a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and a pitiful amount of thin hair, he walked this way.

"Are you a god operator, a Western Half-Immortal?" Liu Peng's divine gaze looked at Yiyun in disguise. (To be continued......)