Immortals come on the moon

The surroundings became quiet for a while, Meng Qi sighed in his heart, and the short soldiers were as quiet as the background board.

The smile on Shen Yingxue's face restrained a little, and she said calmly: "What's the difference between what your senior sister bought and what your senior brother bought?"

Do you have to buy it Shanshan?

Zhuang Li didn't speak, he didn't care what others said, he just looked at Song Minhuan, as if he wanted Song Minhuan to give him an answer.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Song Minhuan paused, and took the snack back, "Then give this to me, and I'll buy it for you again."

"Senior sister, give him your share."

This "he" refers to the short soldier.

"Okay," Meng Qi threw the snack she just got to the short soldier, and the short soldier followed.

Song Minhuan noticed that Shen Yingxue's eyes were on him, and he was a little colder than usual. With his back turned to Shen Yingxue, he felt his back was a little stiff, and he was inexplicably nervous.

It's just a snack, Master shouldn't care about this, right?But he bought it for Zhuang Li and not for Shen Yingxue, isn't it good?

Song Minhuan thought so, just in case, he bought another copy for Shen Yingxue.

Holding the warm snacks in front of Shen Yingxue, Song Minhuan opened her eyes—two autumn water eyes, softly in her eyes, "Master, this is for you."

Shen Yingxue looked at him with lowered eyes, still showing a gentle look, "Be kind and have a heart."

Said, put away the snacks.

Obviously the same tone as before, but Song Minhuan inexplicably heard a bit perfunctory, and Shen Yingxue seemed a little unhappy.

Shen Yingxue would not show it if she was unhappy, he had to pay close attention to notice it.

His fingertips touched Shen Yingxue's fingertips, and at that moment, his fingertips felt like an electric shock, an inexplicable sensation spread all over his body, and his face instantly turned red.

Meng Qi: "Shanshan, why is your face so red?"

Song Minhuan withdrew her fingertips, somewhat absent-mindedly, "Maybe it's too hot today."

As he spoke, he did feel a little hot, and his throat was a little dry, and after a while, the feeling went down again. He was thinking about the puppet labyrinth, so he ignored the feeling.

Seeing that he also bought it for Shen Yingxue, Zhuang Li's obvious aura became even more gloomy.

Song Minhuan was a little helpless, he bought a snack, and made both of them unhappy at the same time, so he knew he wouldn't buy it.

The puppet labyrinth was not far away, and Meng Qi was a little weird on the next road.She leaned over and whispered something to the short soldier, turning her head to look at him from time to time, with slightly complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Didn't you say that there would be no accidents before? What should we do now?"

"One hour? True or false? Don't lie to me."

"No...you have to find a way with me later."

"Senior sister," Song Minhuan said, "what are you talking about?"

"We're discussing something important," Meng Qi said with a smile, "Shanshan, do you want to go in and challenge yourself?"

Song Minhuan nodded, of course he was the one who broke the formation, if Shen Yingxue and Zhuang Li were there, it would be meaningless.

"Okay, we are waiting for you outside, and the senior sister will cheer you up."

Shen Yingxue glanced at Meng Qi and the short soldier, her eyes thoughtful.

Zhuang Li was holding a pastry on the side, not knowing what to think.He has a taciturn personality, and Senior Brother Cheap doesn't take the initiative to talk to him, and he doesn't know how to talk to Senior Brother.

While they were talking, they had reached the puppet maze.

This is a naturally formed yin forest, which uses mountains and rivers to take advantage of the situation. The yin forest seems to be hidden in the mist. The inside is blocked by Zhulan as the boundary, and there is a sign beside it.

Puppet masters who want to challenge just enter, there are one hundred and eight passages in the spirit array.Every puppeteer sees a different path, as long as they can walk out, they can get the secret book of derivation.

If you can't get out, you only need to go back the same way to get out.

The location here is remote, and there aren't many people there, so Song Minhuan naturally wanted to go in, and he asked, "Do you want to go in together?"

Originally, he didn't want Shen Yingxue Zhuangli to help him, but now it seems that everyone walks in this passage differently, and it might not be easy for them to meet each other, so they can go in together.

Shen Yingxue planned to follow him, and Zhuang Li also wanted to go in.

Meng Qi coughed from one side, "The little dwarf said he wanted to go in to play, I was injured, it's not safe to be outside alone, little Zhuangzi, stay and protect me."

Fearing that Zhuang Li would not agree, Meng Qi said again: "Just for a while, anyway, you won't be able to go with your senior brother when you go in, so stay and chat with your senior sister."

Song Minhuan heard the words and said, "It's fine if I stay, you go in first."

Zhuang Li looked at Meng Qi, his eyes darkened. Naturally, he would not let Song Minhuan stay, after all, the senior brother must be very interested in this formation.

Meng Qi smiled, "Little Zhuangzi, don't be angry, your senior brother will come out soon."

Song Minhuan poked Zhuangli with his sword, "Get along well with Senior Sister and don't make trouble."

Zhuang Li raised his eyelids, but ignored the two of them.

So, Song Minhuan, Shen Yingxue, and Hua Chongjin entered the puppet maze together.

"Shanshan, if you have something to do, send a voice transmission to Master."

Song Minhuan heard this sentence, after he stepped in, the two people beside him disappeared, and the scenery in front of him also changed.

The fog dissipated in front of him, and there were walls made of green bricks on both sides. The road looked narrow, but it was spacious when walking.There was silence all around, only the moonlight sprinkled on the eaves of the wall, and the shadow fell on the ground, blending with his figure.

Song Minhuan touched the wall with his hand, and it felt like an ordinary courtyard wall. Every time he took a step, he could feel the changes in the spiritual power on the soles of his feet. This feeling was miraculous.

According to the direction he walked, the spiritual power formation also changed accordingly, and the wall in front of him would automatically spread out in front of him.

Song Minhuan left for a while, groping for the spiritual power inside to piece together the formation, the further he walked in, puppets began to appear on the walls, some were dead puppets, some were living puppets.

The control method of the living puppets and the production process of the dead puppets are engraved on it, and further inside, rows of masks began to appear in the wall.

These are the masks he often sees on the side of the road.There are the most popular Changle mask, the three-eyed phoenix kite, the Ksitigarbha son Lan, the ghost king of the ten halls, the priest mask of the sacrificial clan, and even Shen Yingxue's master of the fairy world.

The innermost... Song Minhuan stopped, it was a faceless mask.

The whole mask is white, with the shapes of the five sense organs engraved on it, but not the specific five sense organs. It hangs with all the masks, but it looks a bit lonely.

Song Minhuan stopped to look at it for a while, and at the moment when he was about to look away, the white mask in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, and the facial features emerged little by little.

What emerges is another Hades mask, a human figure breaks out from the wall, and the person who comes is dressed in white and has a very familiar aura, it is the Prince Zhaorong whom he has seen before.

Song Minhuan took two steps back holding the sword, and was startled—he jumped up, he didn't know that people could still get out of the wall.He looked at the mask on the wall again, the white mask was still there, and he clenched the long sword in his hand.

He didn't forget that Mu Zhaorong was looking for him before, why suddenly appeared in the maze now?At this time Shen Yingxue was not by his side, he was vigilant in his heart, he looked around, he didn't know Mu Zhaorong's strength, if he couldn't beat the opponent, he would go back the same way.

"You don't have to be afraid," Mu Zhaorong stood on the spot, sizing him up inch by inch, "I should have thought of that...you are the one who is destined."

Song Minhuan thought to herself... shit, the doomed person usually wants to take the other person's life or do something bad.

He unsheathed his long sword a little, "I don't know what you are talking about, if Mr. Mu wants to meet, we can make an appointment on another day, there is no need to use such a special method."

"I don't have time anymore," Mu Zhaorong looked at the distant sky, and his voice seemed to be whispering, lamenting, with a little pity, "You are the special one, only you... can change situation."

"Do you think I'm very similar to your master?" Mu Zhaorong's tone was very light. He imitated Shen Yingxue's tone so gently, and he was seven or eight percent similar to Shen Yingxue.

"Not with your master...but with that person."

Under the moonlight, Mu Zhaorong's knuckles were skinny, he stood tall, and slowly took off the mask on his face——

It was a face exactly like Shen Yingxue's!

Song Minhuan's pupils constricted in an instant, and he was frozen in place, unable to move. He hadn't recovered for a long time, and a turbulent sea arose in his heart.

what happened! ?Why is this so...why does Mu Zhaorong and Shen Yingxue look exactly the same! ?

Mu Zhaorong's eyes fell on the faceless mask on the wall, his eyes were full of sadness, "My real name is Murong Zhaorong, a faceless ghost in hell. Thousands of years ago, someone found me, and he asked me to imitate— Personal voice and appearance..."

Having said this, Mu Zhaorong's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the distant sky with a slightly dignified expression.

"I don't have time anymore, come to the ghost town to find me in the future..."

— Throwing the token into Song Minhuan's hand, Mu Zhaorong's figure dissipated in place, as if it had been transmitted from a far away place.

"Come to me... I have the truth you want to know."

Song Minhuan subconsciously took the token. The token was cold and dark in color. It was an identity token with staring ghosts on the edge and characters carved in traditional ghost script in the middle.

: Ji Ye, Ghost King of the Ten Temples

Ji Ye?Mu Zhaorong's real identity is Ji Ye, King of the Ten Temples of Ghosts?He just said that he was recruited to imitate someone else's voice and appearance... Was he imitating Ji Ye?Then why did Ji Ye look exactly like Shen Yingxue?

Song Minhuan's thoughts seemed to be in a mess, the mask on the wall was blown by the wind, and the bone bells next to them collided together and made a crisp sound.

He put the token away, and was about to move on, when a heat suddenly rose in his body, his throat was very dry, he frowned, and the heat spread to his cheeks and neck.

what happened……

Song Minhuan supported the wall, feeling the heat pouring into his whole body like a spring.He took a step forward, and there was a strange feeling in his body, even the fingertips of his fingers touching the wall were pink.

Is this token?

He put the token in his palm into the storage bag, but his body didn't recover, on the contrary, he became more and more uncomfortable, the air became scorching hot, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Song Minhuan was leaning on the wall, and it became difficult to move in an instant. His face was hot, and his body was also hot. He gradually lost the ability to think in his mind. He took two steps, and a low hum came out of his voice.

……

Although Shen Yingxue wanted to let the big apprentice break the formation by himself, he couldn't rest assured. After entering the formation, he went through the formation once, and then went to look for the big apprentice.

When Fang saw the figure and saw the big apprentice leaning on the wall, Shen Yingxue immediately appeared and came to the side of the boy.

"Shanshan?"

Worried in his heart, he stretched out his hand to help the young man, but when he met him, he realized that the young man's skin was terribly hot.

So - met, Song Minhuan's legs were a little weak.He leaned towards Shen Yingxue with his whole body, and subconsciously held Shen Yingxue's wrist.

His face was flushed too much, his autumn eyes were more charming than usual, and the breath he exhaled was a little sweet and greasy.

The weird feeling of meeting Shen Yingxue before spread, ten times stronger than before.He felt comfortable when he met Shen Yingxue, if he hadn't bit his lip, he might lose his composure in front of Shen Yingxue.

Now that he has lost his ability to think, he raised his head to meet Shen Yingxue's eyes, and found that Shen Yingxue's eyes were dark and a little more dangerous than usual.

It's just that he doesn't care about these things at all.

"Master," he called Shen Yingxue in a low voice, his whole body melted softly into Shen Yingxue's arms, and he pulled Shen Yingxue's skirt with his fingertips, "I feel so uncomfortable..."