All the small fish spread out immediately, floated high into the sky, and flew close to the blades. The dense clusters of tsubaki leaves mask their glow from unknown enemies. Qi Yin took the sword by himself, and no longer rode with Fu Lan, lest he could not react quickly when encountering danger. Everyone counted the spells and dry food on their bodies. In order to chase the female Luo, Fu Lan came out in a hurry. There was nothing in the Qiankun bag except an iron pot that he brought everywhere. Qi Yin only had a dozen spells here, half a bag of water, a small bag of fried snails with honey, and a few pieces of plum ginger.
This little candied snack couldn't last even a day, and the black cat suddenly had a bitter face. If there is no food to eat in the forest, Fu Lan and Qi Yin can go fast, but it can only eat the bark and chew the Guanyin soil.
They flew forward. If there are real people, it would be a happy event. At least one or two can be asked, what is the situation here? Nuluo's mother-in-law said that she squeezed a little and kept a little, but she didn't know what the hell was going on.
After flying forward for half an hour, Qi Yin whispered to the black cat, "Master Cat, do you know how the gods and witches everywhere disappeared?"
"This matter is still a mystery to this day," said the black cat. "The ancient books record that they suddenly disappeared overnight, the witchcraft was lost, and a fault appeared, and mortals began to create their own Taoism because of the clues of the witchcraft. According to "The Chronicles of Southern Borders in the Mainland", the last generation of the great witch in the Bashan Temple asked the witch hunter to practice forbidden techniques and attracted evil spirits. The evil spirits did not obey and slaughtered the temple. After that, a white mist rose and enveloped Bashan. This is also a witchcraft. The reason for the sudden interruption, because all the gods and witches who mastered the secret methods of Wuluo were killed by ghosts overnight."
Qi Yin clicked his tongue, this is probably a common problem of big people. Standing too high, his brain is full of wind, and he starts to pervert, thinking about some messy and crooked ways.
"Wufangshan Yuanyin once guessed that they encountered some kind of natural disaster, such as tsunami, volcanic eruption, and earthquake. In the face of these natural disasters, even the most skilled warlocks can't do anything." The black cat said again.
After walking for about an hour and a half, Fu Lan said, "It's here."
Qi Yin stopped his sword and saw that there were piles of corpses in front of him. They went down to check, turned the body over, and were taken aback.
All the dead here are witches.
They wore white deer masks, animal hair cloaks on their bodies, silver collars around their necks, and silver skirts and tinkling bone ornaments tied around their waists. Qi Yin turned over a corpse, and the corpse's stomach was completely empty, as if it had been torn apart by some wild animal. Lifting off the white deer mask, there was a pale and stiff face underneath. The corpse spots spread to the cheeks, and a pair of empty eyes shone into the sky. The time of death was about seven hours ago, when Qi Yin said offended, he took off his collar, and there was a crimson tangled flower on his chest.
How dare these gods and witches have been hiding in the moon mirror for thousands of years? Qi Yin felt that something was wrong. If it was true as Nuluo said, Wu Yuli had come to this place, he should have cut the gang of gods and witches into eight pieces and five horses. How could he keep them until now? Qi Yin stood up and patrolled. Twelve gods and witches died very strangely. All of them turned their heads in the same direction, facing down, as if they were bowing to the north, and their five bodies fell to the ground.
"They are running away." Fu Lan said suddenly.
Qi Yin realized that they did not bow down, but ran away. Their orientations all turned away from the temple. Something was chasing them in the temple. They fled to the depths of the woods, but they were eventually caught up and all died in an instant.
"Who is chasing them?" Qi Yin asked, "Black-haired monster? Old monster Wu?"
"It's better to be one of them," the black cat scratched one's head with his paw, "otherwise, we'll have one more guy to deal with. But don't be too nervous, don't scare yourself , is it possible that these gods and witches are fighting within themselves?"
"Infighting won't eat up the internal organs of your companions." Qi Yin's hair stood on end, and the more he thought about it, the more headaches he felt, "Everything is strange, how could they just die?"
"Have you ever heard of 'Dongtian Blessed Land'?" said the black cat, "'The essence of the elephant is mysterious, and the palace is located in the Qingjing; Xiaodongtian, seventy-two blessed land. They are the territory opened up by the gods, and their aura is far superior to the outside world. Legend has it that a woodcutter entered the mountain, and when they saw two people playing chess, they returned to the village after watching the chess game, only to find that hundreds of years had passed. It's because he strayed into the god's territory, where the flow of time is different from the outside world, some are faster, some are slower, and some don't even change. According to the old man, the time in the moon mirror Nine times out of ten, it is the same, and it is very likely to stay at a certain moment or a certain day. They have long died, but because time does not flow, their bodies will not rot. The temple is as clean as new, and there are no people every day. Clean, but they don't change at all."
"In that case, aren't we here to live forever?" Qi Yin smiled.
"That's right." The black cat yawned, "but let's forget it. Up to now, I only see grass and trees, not even a mouse stuck between its teeth. Let Master Cat live a meatless life, Lord Cat would rather die tomorrow."
"This place is empty, it is not suitable to stay for a long time." Fu Lan said.
They got up and went into the woods. Walking down the babbling stream, there are dense white thatch grass growing on the shore. There was a clump of reeds in the water, and the stream was clattering, splashing and splashing on the smooth boulders. Nuluo said that Wu Yuli's secret is hidden here, and their only clue is the hut in the glazed illusion.
Searching around the temple, I walked to the sun shadow and didn't find the room. They walked towards the depths of the woods, and the treehouses were sitting on the top of the huge trees, and there was no one inside. Qi Yin couldn't move, let alone the sword. They took water in a pond and rested for a while. The sun moved over the top of the mountain, and the sunset glowed like a red silk, covering the sky. Qi Yin looked up and felt that the day was on fire, very ominous. In front of the forest, there is a shadowy shadow, and there seems to be a corner of the thatched roof. Qi Yin opened his eyes and looked at it for a while, and sure enough, he saw a small house hidden in the woods.
It turned out to be just ahead, just a few more steps away. Xiaoyu first explored the way, a solitary thatched hut, standing in the quiet and secluded forest, looked like it was going to be haunted. If it wasn't for Fu Lan, Qi Yin wouldn't go in even if he was killed by himself.
There was no one inside, and the door was not locked. Fu Lan opened the door, and with a creak, it spread out through the silent forest. Qi Yin's heart trembled, and she looked back to make sure there was nothing behind. When I entered the house, it really looked like it was in a fantasy. There was a canopy bed in the corner covered with a white gauze mosquito net and a bronze oil lamp.
"It doesn't seem to have changed, and that's what I saw." Qi Yin looked around, touched the mattress beside the bed, it was soft and soft, and the pillow was placed under the quilt, as if the owner would come back to sleep soon after leaving. The black cat jumped onto the bed and rolled on the bed. He was so tired that he simply fell asleep.
Qi Yin knocked on the wall, a thin wooden wall, there was no way to hide people inside, "Brother, the group of people I saw were hiding in the wall, peeping at the doll. Now it seems that they are not hiding in the wall. , but hidden in the void."
No one paid any attention to him, Qi Yin turned his head and saw Fu Lan sitting next to the small black lacquer case in the middle, with a red flower rope stretched on his hands. He was turning over the flower rope, like the child, the flower rope was crossed and turned in his hands, the turtle, the swing, the bridge... The patterns and sequences he turned out were exactly the same as the child.
… It was a coincidence, Qi Yin was stunned.
"Xiao Yin," Fu Lan said blankly, "I seem to... know this place."
Qi Yin sat beside him and looked at him worriedly, "Brother, did you think of something?"
"That kid... He only knows three tricks, so he only turns three kinds of flower ropes." Fu Lan lowered her eyes, showing a blurred look, "He's been here for a long time, it's boring, and he spends most of his time in a daze. He does not sleep, but only sleeps under the bed, because when the lights are turned off, he always feels that someone is watching him in the dark. The place is the same every day, even the sunset looks exactly the same. At night, the wind is very strong, and he likes to sit You can hear the leaves on the roof."
His tone was quiet and clear, and for some reason, Qi Yin could hear a deep loneliness.
"Later he got a jade screen flute, he liked it very much, put it in..." Fu Lan stood up and patted the underside of the bed. Fu Lan picked up the flute and said, "Here."
He said it so clearly, it was as if he had lived here. Qi Yin opened her eyes wide and asked, "Brother, why do you know this? You... can you play the flute?"
"I won't," Fu Lan shook his head, "he will. That person taught him."
"That person? Who?"
"I forgot... I don't remember..." Fu Lan's face became confused again.
Qi Yin felt incredible and asked, "Brother, did you remember it wrong? You lived here when you were a child, and then went out, but you forgot."
Fu Lan frowned and recalled forcefully, "I don't know, I haven't experienced it, but I just remembered it. This memory seems to have flown over, like someone else's, like... "
"Past life?" Qi Yin asked.
Fu Lan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."
Qi Yin held his chin and thought for a while, "I used to have this feeling sometimes. When I met someone on the road, I always thought that I had seen them somewhere, but in fact we never met. But then I found out, I saw Pretty people feel this way." He laughed, rubbing Fu Lan's frown, "It's okay, don't be hard on yourself, forget it if you can't remember it. I bet you have something to do with the old monster. It's like handling a case now, looking for clues, and then fighting them. If we can't fight, it means that we haven't found enough clues. According to Nuluo, the left and right are in the moon mirror, and we will look for them again."
"Well," Fu Lan rubbed the bamboo flute and looked up at Qi Yin again, "I also have a feeling of deja vu to Xiao Yin. It seems like a long, long time ago, I was my elder brother, and you were my younger brother."
"How is that possible, are you taking advantage of me?" Qi Yin flicked his forehead.
"I don't know," Fu Lan said honestly, poking at his cheek, "Maybe because Xiao Yin is very good-looking."
This guy is really unpredictable, saying that he is dumb, but eating honey in his mouth, saying that he is smart, but he is really lacking in his brain. Qi Yin was helpless, looked around with a blushing face, and said, "I'm going to sleep for a while, you'll keep watch first, and change me in half an hour."
After speaking, he rested on the edge of the bedpost. Qi Yin closed her eyes, thinking of the child in the illusion. He remembered that pair of pupils, quiet and peaceful, like a pool of autumn water without waves. He has lived for eighteen years, and apart from Fu Lan, he has never seen another person with such a pair of eyes. Could it be that the secret Wu Yuli is hiding here is Fu Lan
Thinking about it, the eyelids were fighting, Qi Yin lowered his head and fell asleep leaning against the edge of the 4D bed. I don't know how long I slept, and I woke up groggy. There was no light in the room, and it was pitch dark. Everything was silent, and there were no cicadas and birds outside, and the entire forest was dead. The cat master didn't snort, and Fu Lan didn't make a sound. I don't know if he was sentry outside. Qi Yin slept with a sore back, leaned his hand to the side, and touched a cold and stiff hand. In an instant, there was a cold war, and I completely woke up. The room was dark, his eyes widened, and he could vaguely see a dark figure squatting in front of him.
The motherfucker, the god witch cheated the corpse, and the motherfucker walked into the house at night!