Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

The sky was drizzling, and the rain blocked the light, and the green hills were covered with a layer of shadow.

The grass roots were dug out of the soil, and an immature hand stretched out.

A pair of cold black eyes opened, pale lips glide through the rain, and swallow the bitterness of the soil, the nails are covered with mud, and the plain white clothes are muddy.

This is where?

Yan Qing looked around, and found that he was in the wilderness beside him, and he was sitting in a pit, or it could be her grave.

The cold rain wets her hair, and her waist-length black hair falls into her eyes.

Yan Qing pulled back her long hair and frowned slightly.

When did I grow my hair so long?

Following the flowing water, Yan Qing found a small stream, and the muddy stream reflected her face.

A woman dressed in plain white stood by the stream, her waist-length black hair was fluttering with the wind and rain, her thin eyes revealed an unbearable loneliness, and her immature appearance was like a light snow that did not want to fall.

Like back to her 14 years old.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand in bewilderment, the shrinking hand seemed to prove this point.

She died and came back to life, and her age returned to the past.

Why exactly?

Yan Qing looked at the sky, the sudden thunder and lightning pierced the sky, ignited the flames in his black eyes, and seemed to return to that fire, his skin was still in severe pain like a fire, and he found Lu Lu in his blurred vision.

Jiao figure.

But it was hard for her to find it.

So Lu Jiao is still alive, Yan Qing suddenly started to walk towards the edge of the creek.

Seeing a sliver of cooking smoke rising, Yan Qing couldn't help but look out, and quickened his pace in the increasingly heavy rain.

Coming!Coming!

Yan Qing grabbed the dead tree on the slope and climbed up the mud pit step by step.

Lu Jiao!Lu Jiao!

After several hours of trekking, Yan Qing turned over a big mountain, and the smoke from cooking in the small village surrounded by green hills had long since disappeared, replaced by small fires in the night rain.

It was dark.

The quaint small village is peaceful and peaceful, like a picture scroll left out in the mountains.

Yan Qing knocked on the picture scroll, his voice was extremely hoarse before he had eaten a drop of rice water, and asked, "Is anyone there? Where is this?"

The old woman behind the door picked up a candle, saw Yan Qing through the crack of the door, her cloudy and yellow eyes were startled, there was a girl in white standing outside the door, her hair was disheveled and she couldn't see clearly, and there was loud noise coming from her ear.

The rustle of rain and the rumble of thunder.

The old woman didn't dare to open the door, because all the ghosts and ghosts came to the door in the middle of the night.

A family in the next village didn't close their doors at midnight, and they were touched by water ghosts. The next day, the village found them all drowned in their beds, their bodies swollen and their eyes protruding.

I haven’t seen anything in most of my life. I didn’t know until I tried it. The old woman asked vigilantly: “Little girl, this is a small village in Qianxi County, Ji State. Why are you alone so late?

Come to this remote place? "

Yan Qing had never heard of a country called Ji, looking at the quaint small villages around, without any modern atmosphere, it seemed like a backward village isolated from the world.

A ridiculous conjecture came to mind, and Yan Qing couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and asked: "The old man can borrow a mobile phone to make a call, I lost all my belongings."

The old woman felt that it was more likely that the girl outside the house was not human, but she did not dare to provoke her.

The old woman said tremblingly: "What kind of mobile phone? I have never heard of such a thing. You should go to other places, little girl. I don't have what you want. The old man is afraid of you."

, I'll burn whatever you want..."

Yan Qing was puzzled and said, "Burn? Why do you want to burn?"

Suddenly, Yan Qing noticed some yellow paper charms pasted on the wooden door. The villagers in some remote villages are more superstitious, and indeed they would ask some Maoshan Taoist priests for some charms, and paste them on the door of their house to drive away ghosts.

Everyone must have thought of her as one of those things.

Yan Qing explained: "Old man, I am a living person, not those ghosts. If you don't believe me, you can feel my pulse."

The frightened old woman passed through the crack of the door and touched Yan Qing's hand, making sure it was the body temperature and heartbeat of a living person, so she let her in with confidence.

The old woman took out a clean men's dress, which was worn by her son before, and now his son's family moved to live in the county town. She, a half-buried person, didn't want to leave the village, let alone her husband's tomb.

The land is nearby, and there is no one to help take care of the weeds, so I stayed alone. Meeting this strange girl in the middle of the night really shocked her.

The old woman handed the clothes to Yan Qing, "Girl, hurry up and change into this wet clothes, it will be bad if you get wind and cold in this rainy day."

After Yan Qing thanked him, he changed into his clothes. He was dressed in men's attire, his long hair was tied up, his brows were clear and his figure was tall and straight, like a lonely and cold boy who hadn't experienced much in the world.

Even the old lady sighed, what a handsome boy, if she had a granddaughter, she would marry her, what a pity...

Squeezing Yan Qing's arm, the muscles were tight and strong, the old woman looked at Yan Qing several times, and couldn't help asking: "Are you really a girl?"

Yan Qing couldn't help but smile, "Well, I'm indeed a woman, can I ask the old man to stay with me for one night?"

The old woman said enthusiastically: "No problem, such a handsome girl can live in my house, I am also very happy with the old man, looking at the bad old man in the village every day, my heart will grow old without old eyes, girl

It doesn't matter if you live in the house for a few days, but why did you come to such a wild place and where is your family? "

Yan Qing vaguely said that he met robbers and got separated from his family.

"The robbers are really hateful. You are lucky to survive. We mortals depend on the sky for food and life and death. We are not as free as those immortals."

Yearning for immortals.

The old woman looked at Yan Qing, who was still childish, and asked, "Have you tested the fairy roots? Every year, the fairy gate will send immortals to the secular world to find children with spiritual roots. Once they are selected, then

But if you ascend to heaven in one step, even the emperor will give you canonization and reward you with gold, silver and jewelry. "

Xiangen?

Yan Qing was very surprised. Could it be that she traveled through the world of Xianxia, ​​and suddenly remembered that the script Lu Jiao received was also a TV series adapted from a novel of Xianxia. Could it be...

Shaking his head, Yan Qing felt that it was impossible.

"No."

The old woman said happily: "Then you have to hurry up. The annual spirit root test is held in the capital, and it will be half a month later. It's almost time for you to go there now."

Yan Qingxin received the old lady's kindness, and should have been happy to have a new life, but she still had thoughts of a bad woman in her heart.

All kinds of pictures from the past flashed across her mind, Lu Jiao's peach eyes were full of affection, but unfortunately the affection in her eyes was never directed at her...

Her beauty is like a dagger piercing her heart, watching her flirt with other men while provoking her mood.

Following her back, concealing all his love, he turned up his collar, not wanting to be discovered by Lu Jiao that she had already tied a collar around her neck,

Like a loyal dog with a collar, even if a bad woman is full of lies, she can't leave her.

Yan Qing was completely tired after living a new life, and she should have given up on the endless pursuit, it was her wishful thinking.

Maybe this is God's will, and I will have nothing to do with Lu Jiao from now on

The rest of her life is a long road, and she wants to take the fairy road for a while.

Bad woman, I have paid off what I owe you...