Xianzun, your magic weapon has escaped again

Early the next morning.

Ah Chu was squatting by the lake, gnawing on two meat buns given by the owner of the bun shop, and just stuffed the last mouthful of buns into his mouth, suddenly, there was a flash of light in front of him, and there was an extra figure.

Ah Chu raised his head and saw that it was Mu Chongzi.

He scratched his head stupidly, quite surprised, "It can still come out..."

The corner of Mu Chongzi's mouth twitched, "Why can't I come out?"

Ah Chu chuckled, relying on his keen intuition, he didn't dare to say what he said afterwards.

Mu Chongzi didn't bother with him, and sat beside him with a flick of his sleeves, looking at the shimmering lakeshore in front of him, and asked: "You said before that the Thousand Lantern Festival is a couple's day, who told you that? And what did they say?" Said? Remember?"

Ah Chu thought for a while, then said: "I... I don't remember very clearly, my memory is very poor, I just remember they said, um... what did you say... On the day of the Thousand Lantern Festival, throw a lantern on the Thousand Lantern Lake Lantern, Lantern will help me find the person I'm looking for, they say it's couple's day, the person who said it... I forgot, I seem to hear a person saying, forget what he looks like..."

Mu Chongzi let out a "huh" and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "The only thing you're looking for is Ah Yin, which means that in the original Thousand Lantern Festival, you only bring one lantern back to signify your love. "

Ah Chu blinked, "It seems...is that so?"

Mu Chongzi nodded lightly, stood up with a flick of her sleeves, and said, "I see, you'd better not come to Qiandeng Lake tonight, it might be dangerous here."

Ah Chu resolutely refused, "I still want to find my Ah Yin, I have to come!"

Mu Chongzi paused and sighed, "It's up to you."

He turned and walked to the distance, Ah Chu's eyes followed him unconsciously, and found that he walked to a bridge and talked to a man in white standing there, his expression was quite natural.

Ah Chu rubbed his chin, rolled his eyes, and giggled, "This is good, this is good."

He nodded while talking, extremely satisfied with this scene.

Mu Chongzi walked up to Bai Xingyuan, and said, "Ask me clearly, the original Thousand Lantern Festival is indeed to bring back only one lantern."

Bai Xingyuan looked at the sparkling lake in front of her, and said, "I've been around the city, and there is no one who divorced my concubine today."

Mu Chongzi smiled slightly, "Probably because we had a bad start yesterday, we drove back to the lake and didn't come out again, so we went to explore underwater?"

Bai Xingyuan shook her head, "I've already checked the magic weapon, and there's nothing unusual about it. I just have to wait for it to come out again tonight."

Mu Chongzi gave a "hmm" and had no objection.

They all wanted to find that lamp, and Mu Chongzi wanted to subdue it and give him a boost; Bai Xingyuan was worried about anyone who would spy on his senior brother.

In the previous life, the senior brother unintentionally provoked the Demon Lord Fu Ye, and was irritated by his perverted and distorted behavior. It was also because of the Demon Lord Fu Ye that the senior brother finally fell into the demon.

He will not give him any chance to leave himself.

He glanced at Mu Chongzi, thought for a while, and said, "There will be a fierce battle tonight."

Mu Chongzi nodded, "It's natural."

Bai Xingyuan looked at him meaningfully, "I'm afraid your body won't be able to hold on."

Just as Mu Chongzi was about to refute, Bai Xingyuan said flatly, "I mean evil spirit."

Mu Chongzi paused, a little discouraged.

His broken body looks tall, he is the lamp emperor, the world's number one magic weapon, and he is in the stage of transforming gods, but because of the huge accumulation of evil energy in his body, he can't use the evil energy wantonly, and the only thing he can use normally is to transform his soul into a magic weapon. purple soul fire.

The soul is his last clean place that is not polluted by evil spirits.

Once the demonic energy is used excessively, the evil energy rises, pollutes the soul, and erodes the reason, then he will be completely hopeless.

Therefore, he must remain rational at all times, not be too emotionally turbulent, and not use too much magic energy, otherwise he will become very powerful, but he is also irrational.

Crazy and bloodthirsty, killing the world.

This is the magic weapon itself.

Bai Xingyuan had been prepared for a long time, and took out a volume of scriptures from the storage ring and handed it over, saying: "Copy the scriptures, first calm down the evil spirit."

Mu Chongzi looked at him expressionlessly.

Bai Xingyuan was overbearing and unreasonable: "I can't finish copying, so I'm not allowed to go tonight."

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Mu Chongzi took the scriptures in great pain, feeling like he was going to die.

So after a day of scripture baptism, it was finally night.

After Mu Chongzi finished copying the last word, looking at the scriptures written in dog-climbing calligraphy on the page, she felt that she was also detached.

about to die.

Part of his personality was determined by his status in the previous life. He paid great attention to the quality of life, and everything he had to eat and wear was good, but because of his fast-paced life, he didn't have time to cultivate any hobbies, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has never touched anything sentimental, and most of the things he likes are rough and practical.

Like knives.

Like a pen.

Such as bricks.

Let's go to the side of the calligraphy or something!

He lay back on the armchair, let out a long breath, felt that his wrist was about to collapse, and he didn't even want to move.

Bai Xingyuan came over, took a look at the paper he copied, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and finally covered her mouth and coughed, looked away, and said, "Let's go, the lantern contest has begun."

Mu Chongzi stretched slowly, supported the chair and stood up, only then did she feel alive.

He turned into a red and white lotus lantern, which was carried away by Bai Xingyuan.

Bai Xingyuan also made some disguises, covering his body with layers of blindness, blurring his appearance, and most people would not be able to recognize him.

Since it is to participate in the lantern fighting competition, the necessary disguise is still needed.

Qiandeng Lake is still very lively, the crowd is crowded and the atmosphere is very active.

Bai Xingyuan took the wooden sign she received, stood at the designated position, and waited for the game to start.

He sent a message to his own lamp: "I will throw away my lamp, you stay in my arms!"

Mu Chongzi refused straightforwardly, "It's easier to find it if I go down!"

Bai Xingyuan squinted her eyes, and gave a simple and rude order: "I! No! Xu!"

Mu Chongzi quarreled with him every day, "You have no right to control me!"

Just as the atmosphere was tense, the referee's voice sounded, "Quiet! I'll count to three and turn on the lights!"

The flame of the wick of the water lotus lamp jumped, and it lit up several degrees in an instant, ready to jump in at any time.

With a twitching vein on Bai Xingyuan's forehead, she hugged him tightly, took out a chain from the storage ring, and tied the lamp tightly layer by layer!

Mu Chongzi was furious, struggling desperately, Bai Xingyuan refused to let go, the other end of the chain was wrapped around her wrist, the lock was locked with a "click", and the key was crushed with a grip of her fingers.

Completely locked.

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Bai Xingyuan raised her chin, cold and arrogant, like a winning rooster, very proud.

Mu Chongzi really wanted to make him angry.

A middle-aged monk standing next to him looked at him in amazement. He probably couldn't figure out what kind of weird operation he had made by locking the lamp he was going to compete on, so his mouth opened wide.

The referee's voice sounded: "Three, two, one, let it go!"

With a bang, a huge water wave tens of meters high suddenly exploded on the sparkling Qiandeng Lake, and the splashed water scattered in all directions, and rushed towards everyone on the shore like a hungry tiger pounce.

With a wave of Bai Xingyuan's hand, a barrier was erected in front of him, and the splashed water droplets were directly blocked by the barrier, but there were still many people on the shore who were splashed by the spray.

Everyone was confused by this sudden situation, holding their own lamps in their arms, staring vigilantly at the place where the waves exploded in the lake.

After the waves dissipated, a layer of cold mist rose above the lake at some point. The fog was extremely dense, with visibility less than one meter, and it was still spreading towards the river bank.

And in this weird mist, flashing and flashing suddenly, many densely packed lights and shadows appeared.

These lights and shadows floated in the mist ups and downs, like hazy lights, there are all kinds of colors, counting the past, no more, no less, there are a thousand lights.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Bai Xingyuan squinted her eyes thoughtfully, "A thousand lights, a thousand lights, a thousand lights festival..."

Suddenly an exclamation interrupted his thoughts.

"My lamp! How did my lamp go out?"

"My lamp is also...Brother Li, yours is also off?"

"My lamp is a spiritual tool that produces a spirit, why is it off?"

Bai Xingyuan swept his eyes, and within his sight, all the lights began to go out in large swaths. In the blink of an eye, the shore became dark, and only the water lotus lantern in his hand was still shining faintly. It is as obvious as the sun, and there is a feeling of collaborating with the mysterious lamp in the fog.

So everyone looked at them with strange eyes.

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Mu Chongzi silently extinguished herself.

So everyone turned their eyes away again.

Suddenly, a large number of people in the crowd fell to the ground without warning, causing panic and screams in an instant. Some people couldn't stand the weird atmosphere and wanted to escape, only to find out what happened behind them. At that time, a thick layer of mist floated over, and the escape route was completely blocked!

Someone broke into the fog in disbelief, and after a miserable scream, there was no more movement.

The rest of the people immediately took back their steps, and no one dared to move at will.

People around kept falling down, and the front and back roads were blocked. The previously lively lantern contest turned into a tragic and desperate situation. The attack fell into the mist, but there was no movement at all.

Bai Xingyuan's face was also not very good-looking.

He just scanned around with his spiritual sense and discovered one thing:

The souls of these fallen people are gone.

"It's the lamp." Mu Chongzi communicated with his spiritual sense, "Just now, water splashed on them, which made them have a certain connection with their own lamp. The lamp is their life. When the lamp is turned off, their life Not anymore."

Bai Xingyuan took a closer look and found that the body of the fallen person was more or less water-stained, while the body of the standing person was clean without any water-stain.

The wave was so big just now, except for the few who reacted quickly and opened the barrier, most of the people were splashed by the water. Now these people have all fallen down, and there are less than 20 people who are still standing.

Among them are Achu and Yan Huaizhou.

Bai Xingyuan glanced at them, and his eyes were a little cold when he passed Yanhuaizhou, but now the situation is special, he has no time to argue with him, so he quickly looked away.

"It's just that the soul was confiscated. It should have been confiscated by the lamp yesterday. If you find the soul, you can still save it." Mu Chongzi's voice was dignified, "This lamp gives me a different feeling than before. A few days ago, it was just manipulating people. , Small fights are harmless, today, if it wants to kill people, it will kill them all."

Bai Xingyuan looked at the undulating lights in the cold mist, thoughtfully, "We chased and killed you last night, so you were stimulated?"

"Maybe." Mu Chongzi said so, but there was a strange feeling in her heart.

Judging from the previous behavior, this lamp is not an evil spirit. Even if it is stimulated, killing a few people is enough, there is no need to make such a big effort to kill them all.

Bai Xingyuan clenched her fingers, and there was an ice-blue long sword in her palm.

He slowly raised his hand, aimed at the thick fog that was spreading in front of him, and slashed fiercely. The sharp sword light pierced through the thick fog, cutting a clear path, and revealing the light and shadow hidden in the thick fog.

It was indeed a lamp, all kinds of lamps, but they were all phantoms, they got into the thick fog next to them in a flash, and disappeared again.

Bai Xingyuan squinted her eyes, stepped forward, and flew forward, "Go and see in the fog."

The author has something to say: Who can guess the truth, there will be a super big red envelope~