Hua Mei looks quite arrogant, but in fact, he is just a paper tiger. In He Zhizhou's words, if this thing is the ultimate boss of this level of the pagoda, then he will eat the entire pagoda in one gulp.
First, let's rule out the possibility that He Zhizhou is cheating. Judging from the fact that Hua Mei was knocked down by Pei Ji with one blow, he estimated that he is indeed a small minion.
Otherwise, if so many elite disciples of the Jindan Yuanying are defeated by this skeleton, it is better for the Xuanxu Sword Sect to close down on the spot and go down the mountain to make a living by selling skills rather than cultivating immortals.
Pei Ji strangled the painted ghost by the throat and he could not move. Half of the painted skin fell off, revealing the eerie white bones inside; the other half was still wet and stuck to the body, shivering constantly.
He did not dare to do anything out of the ordinary, only his eyes rolled back and forth, frightening Chen Lubai in the room so much that he closed his eyes and almost fainted.
"Want to save him?"
The skeleton with half of Chen's shaky face trembled all over: "I will never tell you even if I die!"
The narrator was half crazy and half insane, not quite right, sighing and speaking loudly, every word was sonorous and powerful, reading out the spirit of being ready to die and being righteous.
[When he fell into the hands of the devil, looking at the ferocious and terrifying faces in front of him, Hua Mei knew that he had no way out.
But even if there was a bottomless abyss ahead, he still had to rush in without hesitation! He was a demon with loyal beliefs and would never reveal any information under torture!
Zheng Weiqi curled her lips coldly upon hearing this: "Die? We won't kill you, we'll just make you live a life worse than death. I have many ways to torture people, I wonder which one you prefer." After
taking a look at Hua Mei's face, she added: "Don't tell me about suicide. You are a skeleton, do you want to bite your tongue or go on a hunger strike? When you spend more time with us, I guarantee you will experience what 'new surprises every day' means."
The narrator trembled: [This witch is so cruel! She is inhuman!]
It has found the way.
If you don't want to be slapped in the face, just use the lines of the villains in the past to this group of people, and there will be no problem!
"I, I can still do it," Hua Mei's voice was already filled with a bit of grievance and crying, "I can also shrink my penis into my stomach, turn my skin into a blade, and kill myself!"
Shrinking penis into the stomach is a well-deserved unorthodox method even among the evil ways. After hearing this, the decent people often blush and are too embarrassed to ask more questions.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Weiqi looked sympathetic, and hesitated to speak. After a long while, she hesitated and said, "Excuse me, being poked by a needle won't kill you, right?"
Hua Mei's face was ashen, her eyes looked down, and she tried to glance at her lower abdomen.
How could she understand so well?
It was simply that she understood more clearly than him, a demon.
This sentence completely destroyed the last psychological defense of the skeleton and his self-esteem as a male. Having no way to live is not the most terrible thing, having no way to die is the real despair.
After a symbolic silence, Hua Mei finally spoke weakly: "I hid Chen Yaoguang in a cave in the back mountain."
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The eldest son of the Chen family was finally taken home safely. When he was found in the cave, he was so thin that only skin and bones were left. It seemed that a lot of Yang energy had been sucked away.
If he had arrived a little later, he might not have seen Chen Yaoguang, but a body for medical dissection.
The sickly Zhao Yunluo was anxious to see her husband, so she followed him to the back mountain.
Seeing her reappearance, Chen Yaoguang took out a heart-shaped light grey stone from his sleeve: "Madam, look, this is what I found in the cave. A natural stone heart, which has gone through so much wind and sand and collisions to become like this. I hope that my relationship with you is as solid as this stone and can withstand all tests." Zhao
Yunluo was moved to tears, and he and Zhao Yunluo hugged each other, turning the "Midnight Bell" theater into a blockbuster "Blue Life and Death". It seems that love can not only blind men and women, but also the crowd of onlookers.
It's so corny.
The painting charm had the intention to harm people, and Zheng Weiqi killed it with a sword without hesitation. The strange incident in Chen's mansion came to an end. Master Chen was very grateful and specially let the four of them rest in his mansion for a few days and have a celebration banquet.
"Young heroes, you don't know that it rained heavily in the past few days. The mountain roads and plank bridges leading to the county town were blocked by mud and sand. It's impossible to leave Echeng for a while."
Master Chen was a middle-aged man with a rich and round appearance. He had a good temper and always smiled when he spoke: "Why don't you stay in my mansion for a few days, wait for the mountain torrent to pass, and then plan to leave the city."
Ningning originally wanted to say that they could actually fly with swords. As long as they flew high enough, even if every grain of mud and sand was brave enough to brave the world, it would not be able to do anything to her.
But in order not to deviate from the plot, he looked at Zheng Weiqi and nodded, whispering: "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
The rainy weather that lasted for several days ended quietly, and the long-awaited bright and warm sunshine appeared on the dome.
The Chen family is a family of scholars, and the celebration banquet was exquisite but not extravagant, with all the colors, fragrances and tastes, and it was a bit like a gathering of hundreds of fragrances.
Ningning was enjoying the meal and did
n't want to leave. She heard Mr. Chen at the table laughing and saying, "This time, thanks to the help of the four young heroes, my Chen family escaped a disaster." Yan Bi laughed even more happily, and glanced at He Zhizhou and Pei Ji: "I see that you are all handsome, I wonder if you are married?"
Chen Lubai, who was sitting next to him, was unhappy: "Dad! Why do you always like to make random comments!"
Chen Yaoguang added some dishes to his wife's bowl. Unlike Hua Mei's fierce and vicious appearance, he looked like a handsome young man. At this moment, he lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, if I offended you, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of Dad - he usually worries about his sister's marriage the most, and now he probably said it casually."
"Why, you're still not happy?"
Old Master Chen looked at his daughter and said seriously, "Don't think you have enough money now. What's the use of having more money? You can't take it with you when you die. It's better to find a husband and have a child."
Chen Lubai grumbled unconvincedly, "Why, can I take my husband and child with me when I die?"
This logic was irrefutable, and Old Master Chen was speechless. After a long while, he whispered again, "Look at how old your sister is, she can already stay with a man of the same age all day long. You don't worry, but Daddy and my brother are worried for you."
Chen Lubai was completely anxious, "Dad! Yueming is only six years old, and she plays in the mud on the street with a group of little brats every day! Do you want me to roll in the mud too?"
Chen Yueming, the second young lady of the Chen family, was a little kid. She was unhappy when she heard this and retorted with a wooden face: "We are not playing in the mud, it is daddy and mommy who cook for us!"
Old Master Chen laughed: "Look, even Yueming knows daddy and mommy! Yueming, are you daddy or mommy?"
Chen Yueming: "Neither. I am Wangcai, the one who eats in the family!"
- Isn't that a dog!
Chen Lubai's eyes twitched, and she finally stopped eating with her head down: "No! My sister must be the ancestor! Whoever lets you be the lucky one, I will beat him up tomorrow!"
Her sister's eyes reddened: "The ancestor died a long time ago, sister, I don't want to die yet, I want to live."
"I think Lubai is doing well now."
Zhao Yunluo left the painting charm that eats human yang, and finally she was no longer as pale as death as before. She was born beautiful, and now she raised her mouth slightly, her smile was covered with a thin glow, like a fairy.
Zhao Yunluo said, "A woman doesn't have to rely on her husband's family. Lubai lives under the same roof with us, she is free and unrestrained, and there are relatives around to take care of her. If we really agree to let her go out, we will have to worry about whether she will be wronged."
Chen Lubai shouted happily, "Sister-in-law is so nice!"
Chen Yaoguang glanced at his wife and smiled helplessly, "You, just get used to her."
This was supposed to be a happy scene, Ningning was eating, but she always felt like there was a stone blocking her heart, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly.
The illusion did not end after the painting ghost died, which means that the plot is still continuing.
But the harmonious and happy scene in Chen's house at this moment was totally different from the crisis-ridden scene she imagined, just like a daffodil falling into a dirty sewer. No matter how elegant and dusty it was, it would only make people feel weird.
After the celebration banquet, it was already evening. The outgoing Chen Lubai took the initiative to ask for permission to take everyone to Echeng for a walk.
Echeng is a small county, and the area is not too large. Although the name is not elegant, the scenery in the city is beautiful, with some of the charm of the Jiangnan water town, with small bridges and flowing water, and green willows on the bank swaying.
"Strange, Echeng... I seem to have heard this name somewhere."
Zheng Weiqi thought about it for a long time, but in the end she just frowned: "Where is it exactly?"
He Zhizhou just bought a string of candied haws and was eating it with his head shaking: "Maybe Senior Sister Zheng was so eager to eat goose that she got it mixed up in her mind."
Chen Lubai was obviously very familiar with the merchants in Echeng. When she walked on the street, people would shout at her.
This Miss Chen was not arrogant. She talked about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life, from the blacksmith's wife giving birth to a child to the Li family's son passing the imperial examination. She talked more excitedly than anyone else, and her words could be compiled into half of "Echeng Characters".
Ning Ning was amazed and looked around with interest. At the entrance of an alleyway hidden by the shadows of buildings, she actually saw a familiar figure.
-- Chen Yueming, the second daughter of the Chen family, was gathering with a group of children, mixing mud and weeds in a bowl.
They were shouting so loudly that everyone else turned their heads. Although Chen Lubai is active by nature, she still has some reserve as a rich lady and would never play in the mud in public. She immediately rubbed her forehead and said, "Yueming!"
Chen Yueming, who looks 60% like her, raised her palm-sized face and grinned, "Sister!"
She glanced at the four people behind her, and looked at her friends beside her with great pride, "Look! That's the fairy who came to my house to exorcise demons!"
Then, without any suspense, a group of children started to chatter and shout.
"Can my brother and sister fly?"
"I want to see sword dancing!"
"Do immortals like to eat candied haws?"
Zheng Weiqi had come down the mountain many times and was well versed in how to get along with children. Hearing this, she smiled faintly, with the demeanor of a hermit who was not surprised by insults: "Since you want to see it, I will perform sword dancing here, how about it?"
The little bean sprouts all shouted in surprise.
With Zheng Weiqi's strength in the Yuanying period, it was naturally impossible for her to try her best like she usually did when practicing sword. Sword dancing, sword dancing, with the word "dance", naturally brought some performance qualities that were highly entertaining. The
long sword was unsheathed, cutting off a ray of endless sunlight. The sword moves, a gust of wind appears, and the white shirt flutters. The sword shadows move smoothly in the air, outlining a white light like a dragon.
Zheng Weiqi deliberately restrained most of her strength. The sword moves were more abrupt and bold than they should be. In addition, her body movements were extremely light and fast. Ordinary people could only see the flashing sword light, but could not see her body movements.
A few willow catkins floated slowly on the street. The light-colored shadows almost merged with the air. As they floated unsteadily, they were cut straight and accurately by the sword blade. The aura burst and shattered into tiny white catkins like dandelions.
Zheng Weiqi finished her sword dance, sheathed it, and smiled confidently: "How is it?"
"I know!"
A child raised his hand with stars in his eyes: "Sister is imitating the monkey stabbing the moon in the melon field! Poking up and down, it looks like it!"
The little girl next to him immediately retorted: "No! It's obviously a monkey climbing a mountain!"
Zheng Weiqi: ...
Zheng Weiqi silently took a step back, expressionless, just wanting to hit her head on the tofu and die.
Zheng Weiqi's sword dance did not end very peacefully. When she finished her performance, a group of children's eyes were focused on Ningning.
Regardless of gender, age, or status, they are all keen on beautiful people and things. Ningning's appearance is particularly outstanding in Echeng, and she immediately attracted the attention of the children.
She was a little scared by being stared at. She thought that there was no piano or violin here, and singing and dancing was really embarrassing. If she danced with a sword like a normal swordsman, she would probably not escape the same fate as Zheng Weiqi.
She had already thought of the lines they would say after watching: "Wow! Why is there a snake twitching and convulsing!"
Or: "Wow! A bed sheet fluttering in the wind!"
Let her go.
The children looked at her with envy. Ningning was embarrassed to refuse. After thinking for a moment, she finally had an idea and smiled: "Sister, let me show you a special skill!"
The bean sprouts headed by Chen Yueming all widened their eyes in anticipation.
Then they saw that very beautiful sister draw a long sword from her waist and point the tip of the sword at herself.
Ning Ning looked normal, and even smiled at them: "Just watch!"
Without any precautions or considerations, she just appeared in the world of the naughty kids, bringing them surprise and excitement.
They were just children, but they endured a visual shock that was incompatible with their age.
The fairy sister's expression froze, and she pushed the long sword into her mouth little by little with a smile.
Ning Ning grinned upwards.
This is her unique skill. It
is so pure and natural, carrying the 5,000-year history and civilization of China, standing firm in the long history, being down-to-earth and representing the unique skills of the sword cultivation lineage. As long as it is still in the world, there will be legends about it everywhere.
- Swallowing the sword is the most powerful!
She was quite satisfied with her performance, but the children who were nearby and had never seen a long sword since they were born did not think so.
Her eyes were so round and her mouth was so wide open, just like a hanged ghost in a ghost story, staring at them.
That expression seemed to be announcing to the world: "I just swallowed a sword, and I will start eating children alive in a while."
The three fellow disciples beside her also had different expressions.
The part of the long sword exposed outside was getting shorter and shorter. Because she was facing Ningning, the children could not see the back of her head. But there was no doubt that she must have been stabbed and bleeding, and her head turned into blood-red tofu pudding.
What did they do wrong to be smashed to pieces by the hammer of fate?
The scene in the alley paused for a moment, like a movie stuck.
Then a burst of "wah" was heard.
He Zhizhou saw that the situation was not right, and quickly restrained Ningning, and put on a smile that was about to overflow, so greasy that it could cook a full table of Manchu banquets.
"I am a man who used to be an oiran."
He lowered his voice and was determined to win: "I will definitely coax these naughty children, don't worry."
This person's appearance is always bad, Zheng Weiqi just felt a chill on her back.
The children cried loudly, like several flush toilets gathered together and humming.
He Zhizhou kept smiling: "Don't cry, babies, let the eldest princess sing for you."
He didn't get any response, but he wasn't angry either. Instead, he got ready, opened his lips slightly, and sang a familiar melody from his throat.
"Snowflakes are floating, the north wind is howling. The sky and the earth are vast and desolate—"
He Zhizhou is not selling his art, this is his specialty, and every time he finishes his performance, the audience cheers and screams.
He sang tenderly and devotedly, and in order to comfort the naughty children, he also used his spiritual power to conjure pieces of goose-hair-sized halos.
The halos were as white as snow, and they fell from his hands, looking a bit like Elsa building a castle. When they fell to the ground, they shattered into dazzling white light like Mars.
As a result, the children cried even harder.
Some were so scared that they spit all
over the ground. Some crawled on the ground with their hands and feet.
Some buried their faces in the dirt, leaving only their bodies trembling and twisting.
Some neighbors couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly: "What are you doing in the alley?!"
Chen Yueming was out of breath and almost cried to death in the crowd of crawling children: "The sister killed herself, and the brother is burning paper money and singing funeral songs for her!"