Frost and snow

There are tea fields at the foot of the mountain, and several tea farmers are scattered on the edge of the forest.Except for the horse team of tea vendors who enter the mountain every year, few people come.

This day, a pair of brothers and sisters came from nowhere, and the horse team hadn't entered the mountain at this time, so a few yards happened to be vacant.The girl rented a private courtyard backed by a mountain and lived in it with her brother.

These siblings are Xiao Xingchen and A-Qing.Song Lan's appearance was terrifying, and A-Qing didn't dare to take him down the mountain. Fortunately, there were many shaded areas in the mountains, so she found a wild cemetery not far away to bury Song Lan, so that she could take care of Xiao Xingchen's daily life during the day and requiem his soul every day. After that, they went up the mountain at night to help Song Lan repair it.

Xiao Xing was reborn from an immortal cultivator, but in his previous life he almost lost his soul. Although he had been nourished in a spirit-locking bag for twenty years, now he has lost all his immortal spirits, and he is no different from an ordinary person.But his soul is comparable to that of ordinary people, and it does what spirits and monsters want.Although A-Qing knew that there were monsters in the mountains, she couldn't take him away at this time, and even if she left here, Xiao Xingchen's soul would attract other monsters.

That being the case, it is inappropriate to run around.A-Qing planted magical instruments around the yard, if something unclean came close, it would trigger the formation, even if it couldn't resist the advanced ones, it could serve as a warning.

Ever since Xiao Xingchen first woke up and almost lost his soul, A-Qing didn't dare to provoke him anymore, only saying that she was his younger sister, because her brother was sick and forgot everything, so she moved to live in the mountains.He also told him to cultivate himself well, not to wander around, let alone think too much.

The lies were full of loopholes, but fortunately Xiao Xingchen didn't ask too many questions.In the first few days, A-Qing didn't dare to leave for a long time.Seeing that there is nothing wrong with Xiao Xingchen except walking in front of the door and occasionally chatting with passing tea farmers, he felt a little relieved.The time she went up the mountain at night was getting longer and longer, and she didn't come back for a while.

March [-], light rain.

The seventh day of Xiao Xingchen's return to soul.Since last night, A-Qing has not even left the courtyard, and has been following Xiao Xingchen closely, fearing that something might change.Song Lan said before that people who resurrect their souls from corpses are still ghosts in essence, and when they meet seven, their souls are light, and they are the easiest to be seduced.If he is there, he will have his own evil spirit to avoid suppressing evil spirits, and he will not dare to hook easily.Now that Song Lan closed his coffin to nourish his evil spirit, he could only rely on the power of the formation to keep him safe.

A-Qing watched for a full twelve hours, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the moon rising.Xiao Xingchen had already been persuaded by her to drink some calming tea and go to sleep.If you count tonight, you have not gone up the mountain for two nights.After much deliberation, A-Qing couldn't help worrying about Song Lan. Thinking that after seven days, magic tools and magic circles had already been set up around her, so it shouldn't be a problem, so she hurriedly locked the door and jumped into the forest, intending to go to Song Lan's place to have a look. Return at a glance.Unexpectedly, she had just left for half a cup of tea, and the shadow outside the far door stood out.

On March [-]th, the day is broken and everything is inappropriate.Misfortune means death.

But it is said that there used to be two green and white python monsters in this mountain, one female and one male, with a length of ten feet, and they lived together for a hundred years.The green python was a female, and was killed by Aqing in the mountain stream.The white python is the male, and as soon as he left the retreat, a little demon reported his death. When he heard the news, he was furious, his eyes were open, and he vowed to avenge his Taoist companion.

Bai Mang sent the little demon to look for traces of the enemy for several days, but he didn't expect that she hadn't gone far, and was at the foot of the mountain.The white python swirled furiously into the demon cloud and charged straight at it. As soon as it arrived outside the courtyard, it found traces of the formation.

The white python pressed the head of the cloud, looked around the yard carefully, and sneered, "Small tricks."

He has practiced for many years, so he naturally has some abilities.With a bloody mouth, he spit out a fishy smell.The fishy smell filled the undercurrents and gradually surrounded the entire small courtyard.The first magic weapon used as a warning was eroded by the fishy smell and lost its luster.The white python grabbed it casually, sucked it into his palm and crushed it to pieces.

He took a step forward, puffed up his chest, and took a sharp breath. The poison sac behind the fangs swelled to the extreme and suddenly shrunk, ejecting the venom.Where the venom is contaminated, there will be no corrosion and stench, and the formation will be destroyed.

The white python laughed strangely, and jumped in, suddenly a sword flashed in front of him, he rolled away in embarrassment, narrowly dodged, and was almost stabbed right through.

But it was the protector of Shuanghua.The long sword was unsheathed brightly, it missed a single blow, turned around and came back again.The white python was caught off guard, was stabbed and rolled all over the ground, while dodging, he threw an object from his arms and hit the sharp sword straightly, bursting out sparks.Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a scarlet snake gall.

This snake gall is not someone else's, it is the green python that used the lives of thousands of people to refine it, it is evil and filthy.If the sharp weapon of the magic weapon is stained with a little bit, it will definitely be polluted by it.Sure enough, as soon as the snake gall entangled with Shuanghua, it would continuously ooze out dirty green liquid, and when it landed on Shuanghua, it would burn out some stains.

Shuanghua was entangled, although he was not defeated, but for a while, he was at a loss and couldn't stop the python.

The white python turned into a snake shape, stuck to the door wall, bypassed Shuanghua, and went straight into the room.As soon as he entered the inner room, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.The white python sniffed its nose to identify it carefully, the fragrance is faint and clear, and it can still maintain its original flavor wherever his fishy venom goes. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, could it be the immortal soul of a monk?

The soul of a human cultivator is nothing more than an elixir to a demon cultivator. If you swallow it, it will not only cover up the evil spirit on your body, but also help it transform into shape smoothly.

The python suppressed his excitement, followed the scent and walked to the bed, and there seemed to be a figure lying behind the heavy curtains.