【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

Spend.Even the breeze passing through the bushes makes a loud "woo-woo" sound, as if someone is whimpering, complaining like admiration, crying like complaining.

"It's really worthy of the title of small mass grave." Lan Junran sneered, "I really don't understand why people in the town would bury people here in such a place where you can tell something is wrong at first glance."

"Human nature is blind." Lan Zizhan stretched out his hand to hold him, staring at the depths of the woods in the distance. "It's too dangerous to go deep."

Lan Junran approached him, lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard, and said, "As long as we pretend not to see it like ordinary villagers, that thing might not embarrass us."

"Inappropriate." Lan Zizhan pushed his sword out of its sheath, his eyes fixed on the black shadow hidden in the depths of the bushes.

No matter what you say, you can't let a dangerous thing peek around.

"Then what should I do, don't check?" Lan Junran paused, "I just came in, and I haven't gone deep yet."

"Solve this first." As he spoke, Lan Zizhan took out the piano, and before Lan Junran could finish speaking, he hid it behind his back.Plucking with the fingertips, the sound of the piano suddenly resounded, turning into a sharp blade, rolling up the scattered dust on the ground, and approaching the black shadow in the distance.

There is a saying in the family: one is to moderate, the other is to wish, and the third is to suppress.

And the person in front of him attacked with the sound of the piano as soon as he came up, which was not in line with the family motto, nor was it like Lan Zizhan's usual style.

Lan Junran felt a "thud" in his heart for no reason, and then shouted with his first name and last name: "Lan Zizhan."

His voice was loud enough, and the person in front of him didn't look back.

Lan Junran gritted his teeth, controlled the words that were about to explode, and stared at the man in front of him.

"Who are you!"

【Forget Envy】Twins with twin pedicles ①②

"Who are you!"

The sound of ridicule came from in front of Lan Zizhan, which was creepy. Lan Junran snapped the saber with quick eyesight, snatched the sword, and then jumped long.

Be possessed.

"Little brother is skilled and delicious, let me have a look." He turned his head and turned around, his shallow eyes glowed with a faint green light, staring at him sharply "No wonder~ it's really good, the source of resentment .”

Its ferocious and greedy eyes seemed to be the expression of a superior looking at their prey.Lan Junran was on guard while looking for flaws.

"Are you interested in me?" Lan Junran pretended to be relaxed.

"No, not only me, everyone here is interested in you."

"Oh?" Lan Junran paused, looking around from the corner of his eye, "Then you shouldn't be attached to him, you're interested in me."

But Wraith Ling didn't answer him, instead, he was unusually quiet, and the idea of ​​trying to set something up was in vain.

The atmosphere of silence in both sides was even more tense, and there was no way to relax in the slightest. Lan Zizhan was still under control, which made him very passive and a little impatient.

During the confrontation, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, and he silently calculated the spells available on his body. It might not be effective for this kind of evil spirit with strong resentment.If there is no perfect way, it is safest to choose to stay still.

"You, don't think about it."

The voice was very small, but it was still captured. The two short words seemed to be squeezed out from between Lan Zizhan's teeth, as if he was competing with someone.

Lan Zizhan is still conscious.

Carefully staring at his every move, hoping to discover something from it, the familiar him is not the kind of person who sits and waits to die without the slightest resistance.

I saw Lan Zizhan clenching his fist with his right hand, holding the piano with his left hand, and standing with his front and back feet apart. This posture was their starting gesture before their sparring.The opposite of Qin is not a sword, but Remnant Dream.

He pretended to chat with it and patted Remnant on his waist naturally.He hasn't figured out how to use it yet, but he just said "I already know" to the other party.After that, he concentrated on observing the message that Lan Zizhan was about to convey.

Lan Zizhan's right hand quickly spread out from the state of making a fist, the thumb, index finger, and middle finger were each bent into an arc, and the thumb and index finger touched.

This is……

In a blink of an eye, Lan Junran pulled Remnant Meng out of his waist, exerted force with his fingertips, spread out and swept across, and flew straight in front of Lan Zizhan's eyes.

Everything happened too fast, whether it was a false attack or intended to pass on, the evil spirit couldn't judge.

As soon as Remnant Dream landed on Lan Zizhan's hand, it was covered with a layer of bluish light, which was different from the color when he was using it.He was full of doubts as to why the black iron folding fan, which had already recognized its master, was so obedient for Lan Zizhan to drive.

Twins too alike?

No, he was pretty sure it wouldn't.

Soon the bluish light became more and more dazzling, forcing him to stretch out his left hand to cover it.

With a sound of "Plop", Lan Junran rushed over regardless of the glare of the glare, hugged the unconscious Lan Zizhan, and retreated while urging his sword, and quickly fled.

He probably understood what Lan Zizhan had done, it was nothing more than mobilizing spiritual power to force the possessed thing out of his body.But as far as he knew, Can Meng didn't have the power to exorcise spirits, so he was even more puzzled as to what exactly Lan Zizhan had done to Can Meng.

After crossing the swamp, the shadow that was chasing was gradually lost.He walked another distance before he found a tree and sat down slowly, letting Lan Zizhan lean in his arms.

He probed his nose, took his pulse, and after confirming that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the person in his arms tighter, letting his head rest on his neck.Just after relaxing, there were still some uncontrollable tremors.

The swamp is too weird and bizarre. Lan Zizhan's spiritual power is not weak, but he can still be possessed, and the resentful spirit's words mean that there should be more than one of them.

After taking a short rest and adjusting, he returned to the inn without any delay.

After several hours, Lan Zizhan slowly woke up.He hurriedly called Xiao Er to serve the food, and handed him tea, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Lan Zizhan stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, his spiritual power traveled through his body, and he replied, "Nothing."

"That thing is so evil, do you remember when it was possessed?" Lan Junran asked.

"When crossing the swamp." Lan Zizhan recalled, "from here."

He pointed to the top of his head, indicating that the wraith entered by force from there, and there was almost no time to resist.

While they were discussing, the door was knocked and opened with a "squeak". Lan Zizhan helped Xiao Er put the dishes on the table. Seeing that Lan Junran was still resting his chin in thought, he signaled Xiao Er not to make any noise. .

"Little brother, I remember you said there is a way to cross the swamp." After a pause, Xiao Er nodded.Lan Junran got up and poured a cup of tea, and asked him to sit down with a smile in his eyes, "Second brother, please say it again."

Xiaoer rubbed his hands on his lap, sat down, pushed the teacup, and said, "No need to drink tea. It's just that this local method is a little dirty, but it will definitely work. Just smear the mud in the swamp when you pass by." It's on the head, it's sure to be fine." Xiao Er looked at the two of them separately, "The two guest officers are so fair and clean, I really can't stand it, you can wrap your hair with a cloth and then paint it."

"Are you sure it's not just hearsay?" Lan Junran questioned.

"Hey, who dares to lie to my grandpa guest officer? If you don't believe me, you can just ask any one when you go out. If you don't agree with what the villain said, you will be hit like a thunderbolt." Xiao Er said standing up and opening the door.

The two brothers looked at each other, and then looked at Xiaoer together, Lan Junran continued: "What about Brother Xiaoer, why don't you believe me if I ask you?"

Lan Zizhan put some broken silver on the table, and Xiaoer's eyes lit up instantly, and he took the money and left in a sensible way.

Speaking of night hunting, I have experienced all kinds of harsh environments, and my body is already clean from the mud, but no matter how I hear it, it doesn't make any sense.

Can silt avoid possession?

Then what do they want to do with these immortal families.

Lan Junran rested his chin on the table with his left hand, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I will paint you inside and out, and see how that thing can get on your body. Don't let me catch it, otherwise I will let it It's gone to ashes."

"Do you believe it?" Lan Zizhan asked with slightly raised eyebrows.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it." He paused, "I believe everything I do for you."

Seeing Lan Zizhan's fair cheeks turning pink from the base of his ears, he slowly put down his chopsticks and put his hands on his chin, looking like a curious baby, and asked, "Zizhan, what secret did you hide in Canmeng? "

"Also... there is no secret."

"Really? Can you still accept the spiritual power given to it after you recognize the master?" Lan Junran asked knowingly.

"There's nothing mysterious about it, it's just that some human blood was mixed in when it was cast."

Needless to say whose blood it was, Lan Junran knew it well.

Mixing human blood means that the remnant dream has impurities, and it can be used for self-defense, but it is more likely to be broken if it is used as an attack.

"Besides human blood, there should be other things." Lan Junran continued to ask.

Human blood itself is not special, and the purification power that I have just seen with my own eyes is superior, it cannot be that simple.

"The special thing is related to what I ate every day. If I take it for a long time, it is no different from cultivating immortals. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false in the library. I only take it for 49 days, and I will drip it when the black iron is refined, hoping to have a better life." It has the effect of exorcising evil spirits." Lan Zizhan explained seriously.

Lan Junran looked at it with a stronger smile, and couldn't help tearing it apart: "I guess if it is dripped with my blood, the effect will be better~"

Lan Zizhan used his own blood for selfishness, and it was fine to tell him after expressing his intentions, but he just didn't want to say it when he saw the other party's face knowingly asking questions.

The hand that put down the chopsticks was caught, pulled vigorously, and slammed straight into Lan Junran, and he immediately reacted and turned to stand still, spreading his arms to catch Lan Junran, who was defeated by the general.

Lan Junran laughed loudly, hugged the neck of the person in front of her with her upper body tightly, wrapped her legs around her waist, and whispered: "I found out, but I still don't admit it."

The legs were supported by the hands that followed, making the two of them lean closer, and said: "You already know, it's useless to talk more."

Lan Junran blew by her ear, exhaling hotly