The villain is too evil

Xiao Nianzhi opened his eyes in the dark void, in fact, he was awakened by the dazzling light above his head.

Blood-red lanterns floated around, and each lantern was pasted with a gloomy white paper with the word "hun" written in black and white, which made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

The pain in his heart has long since disappeared. In the void, he vaguely saw the ancient tomb and Qin An.

But things turned too fast, and in the end, all he saw was a blurry shadow.

Soon, he woke up in reality. This time, he stood soberly on the street of Bright Lantern City, beside the street, there were familiar lanterns hanging in the sky.

It’s different from the first time I came here. In the current Bright Lantern City, the blue underworld fire jumps inside the high-hanging lanterns, and the pale lantern skin is smudged. There is no rope to pull it, and it seems to have self-consciousness, wandering on the street.

The gates of the houses on both sides of the road are closed, and no one can be seen. It seems that time has passed, and those people who work at sunrise and talk and laugh happily have all gone to hell.

The lanterns in the sky floated in the same direction, Xiao Nianzhi thought of the scene in the mirror, he suddenly felt that perhaps the city of lanterns was a shady road from the beginning to the end, Huang Quandao, dead people would go to funerals and put lanterns here.

Jiantao jumped off his jade pendant and returned to its original state, pointing to the shining golden light in front of him and said: "Look, what is shining?"

As soon as Xiao Nianzhi stepped in that direction, he heard an annoying spell. He knew that this spell was not a good thing. Last time he heard it in the inn, he was locked in the tomb. accident.

He took precautions, cast a spell to shut off his hearing, and ran towards the place where the golden light shone.

The source is both the end and the beginning.Xiao Nianzhi returned to the Wuming's Inn again, but the shopkeeper disappeared, a short room that was actually a medium leading to the psychic road.

Looking up to the roof, the round skylight was still there, Xiao Nianzhi suddenly became angry, this ghost place not only caused him to wander around in the mirror to die, but also took Fu Yan somewhere.

Even though resentful spirits and evil spirits encountered disasters and lived miserable lives, not everyone will accept their punishment.

With this aura, the spiritual power in his body suddenly rose, and he built an iron wall around him; the mantra shining with golden light flew from the sourceless head, trying to trap Xiao Nianzhi like last time.

The chain formed by the mantra tried to penetrate into the spiritual shield surrounded by Xiao Nianzhi's spiritual power, but it could only be blocked by a stronger force.

Xiao Nianzhi stared at the chain for a while, then twisted a ball of spirit balls with his right hand to melt around the chain, and with great force, shattered the spell and dropped golden wreckage.

Jiantao could barely deal with trivial and formless spells, Xiujuan's lips parted, forgetting all manners and gentleness, she couldn't help cursing: "What the hell are these things, I can't finish it! "

Xiao Nianzhi couldn't bear to sneer: "The mantra is like that of Taoism, but it is used in evil ways."

He raised his voice in the last sentence, poured another [-]% of his spiritual power into his hands, his clothes fluttered, his long hair flowed like clouds, and with a roar, all those annoying spells were shattered.

Xiao Nianzhi didn't stop the movement of his hands, he withdrew his spiritual power on the spot, gathered it in his palm, and then hit the skylight on the top of the inn.

Jiantao was startled and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Nianzhi freed his hand to wave a spirit at her, and easily kneaded her into a small ball and placed it on his waist.

The blood color in the skylight was disturbed, and the color in the center gradually became thicker. It looked like a rounded horror eye.

Huge suction was thrown from inside, and Xiao Nianzhi was pulled in. After the body was completely swallowed, the blood-red skylight gradually regained its calm, the color faded, and then disappeared on the roof.

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The north is green and deserted, and the sky is full of yellow sand.

Eight days ago, Xiao Nianzhi once thought that he might not be able to hold on anymore, the blood-red skylight almost sucked his soul out, his body was bouncing up and down, and his mind became a mess, when he was about to stop eating, the blood The sea spat him out again.

Xiao Nianzhi was in a desert where the ancient tomb was abandoned, he could see the sky and the earth, there was sun, moon, day and night, so he guessed that he had returned to the normal world.

After walking in the vast desert for a long time, Xiao Nianzhi's mouth was dry, and three words popped up in his mind - Beiqinghuang.

This northwest plate, which is also known as Yuexia Prefecture and Gaishangfu, occupies most of the Central Plains. Except for the flying sand, it is a lifeless environment.

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Xiao Nianzhi has been walking with the sun like a fireball for a day, his eyeballs are red from the smoke, his legs are walking stiffly, he has only one thought now, he can't stop, if he stops, he will fall down, and if he falls down, he will die.

Jiantao walked with him at the beginning, but later her soul became hot when the sun was steaming, her whole body was dry, she automatically shrunk her body and hung it on Xiao Nianzhi's jade pendant without his help.

At this moment, she moved her arms vigorously, knocked her head out, leaned on the ring of the jade pendant to look out, and opened her mouth to say a word silently, which she didn't even hear herself. After a while, she cleared her throat and raised her voice. Turned up the volume and said: "Xianjun, I really want to see the smoke."

Xiao Nianzhi walked away for a long time, her head was also confused, and she asked dryly, "What's flooded? Where is it flooded?"

As if Jiantao didn't hear it, she stretched out her hand and pointed forward: "Isn't that right?! It seems to be smoking, isn't it, someone is there."

Xiao Nianzhi's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, as if he had hallucinated that he saw smoke, and also faintly smelled the smell of meat.

He suddenly became sober, and said to himself, "Maybe there are people there."

The discomfort of not seeing a living person after walking for several days suddenly dissipated when this idea came out, he quickened his pace and walked towards the smoking place. When he was approaching, Xiao Nianzhi discovered an even bigger surprise——

These people have a simple wooden house, and a stable, in which there is a black horse, strong and lean.

A fence made of wooden piles encloses the range of their daily activities. In the middle of the wide field is a large pot with food cooking in it. The smoke seen in the distance just now comes from here.

It was a little girl who saw Xiao Nianzhi first, she pulled the man wearing a wolf fur coat beside her, and said softly: "Uncle, there is someone there."

The man in the wolf fur coat turned his head and saw Xiao Nianzhi, his bushy beard trembled, he immediately turned his head and shouted at the man who was making hooves for the horse: "Old Qi, another refugee has come."

Lao Qi dropped the hammer for the last time, and responded with a rough voice. With his arms bare and the hammer in his hand, he came over to open the fence.

Xiao Nianzhi was frightened by his gangster spirit, he was stunned, with red eyes, he looked like a down-and-out frail scholar.

Lao Qi opened the fence and said to him: "Brother, come in."

Xiao Nianzhi bowed slightly to express her thanks, and followed him in.

As soon as he entered, several children rushed over shouting and wandering around him, all with smiles on their faces, and some curiously tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Lao Qi yelled at the gang of brats fiercely, who knew that these little guys were not afraid at all, and they laughed and made trouble for a while before leaving.

"There hasn't been a newcomer here for almost a month. You look weak and delicate. These boys see that you like you very much. Don't be surprised." Apart from the inherent banditry on the strong man, he is actually a bit fierce. Baba has no pretensions at all, he is kind and used to the little devils on this land; he is friendly to everyone who comes here.

The bearded man named Lao Qi came over, followed by a woman.

"Hi, my name is Atang, Tang of Haitang, this is my wife, her name is Haihua."

Xiao Nianzhi nodded politely: "Hello, my name is Xiao Ning."

A Tang thought about his name, and said, "This name is good, it sounds better than those of us vulgar people."

Xiao Nianzhi smiled: "Where, the combination of your two names is Begonia flower, which has a very good meaning."

Lao Qi waved his hands at them: "Okay, okay, what should I do, get tomorrow's goods ready before dark."

A Tang responded, looked Xiao Nianzhi up and down, and said: "I see that your eyes are red, you have walked a lot, and you are not too thin, you can help Haihua get some food, and you don't need to do the rough work gone."

Xiao Nianzhi secretly looked at the muscles in his arms, thinking that he was not thin, but to be honest, he was tired for a few days, and he really couldn't do heavy work.

Hai Hua took Xiao Nianzhi to continue with the rest of the work, she picked up a stalk, and picked off the stem three times and five times.

"Look, that's it. Just take off the stem. The stem is hard, and it won't rot in the pot."

Xiao Nianzhi squatted down, followed her example, took off the stem, knocked it carefully, and it was bald and clean.

Seeing the whiteness and tenderness of his palms and backs, Haihua smiled kindly and said, "I can tell you haven't done any work before, your hands are so tender."

Xiao Nianzhi was speechless, and smiled awkwardly: "My hometown doesn't get much sunshine, so I can't get it."

Haihua: "Then you have to be careful. This is the northern Qinghuang, the sun is shining every day, and sometimes there are sandstorms. You have only been here for a few days. After half a month, you will be dark."

Xiao Nianzhi laughed: "Really."

Haihua kept moving her hands, and suddenly asked curiously: "Hey, Xiao Ning, how did you come to Beiqinghuang?"

Xiao Nianzhi thought back to his body rolling in the sea of ​​blood, and didn't know how to answer.

Lao Qi walked over with a few thick irons in his arms, and said, "Let's talk, it's okay, those who go to Beiqinghuang all come from Xuan, old people, children, men, women, or they were involved in the tornado, Or he fell into the river, like Ah Tang, he said he saw the Yin soldiers at night and was stabbed to death by the Yin soldiers."

Haihua continued: "Yes, he disappeared inexplicably at that time, I was heartbroken, I fell into the lake, and came here too."

Xiao Nianzhi knew that they had no malicious intentions, but she was still careful to reserve: "I slept at home and had some strange dreams, and I woke up here."

Haihua felt sorry for everyone who came here by accident, but she couldn't change anything, so she could only comfort her: "Anyway, we have a house, so you can live here with peace of mind. When we find the exit one day, we can go back."

The author has something to say: On the fourth day when Fuyan went offline, I miss him, miss him, miss him