What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

Chapter 69

Xue Qing opened this extremely familiar book in disbelief.

"...Yangyang groaned softly, then fell on Wuchen's body. The face full of vitality and beauty like a flower is the joy of reunion after a long absence.

'What transvestites!I want to be with you forever! ' Then the two kissed wildly under the tree. "

Seeing this, Xue Qing silently closed the book again.

On the cover of this book is also written the name of "Kong Kong Taoist".

For some reason, seeing such a familiar script in this hut gave him a sense of fantasy.

At this moment, there were many other books on the bookshelf, and Xue Qing picked out a few more from them. It was no surprise that they were all those books with gaudy and unscrupulous titles, and they were all works of Taoist Kong Kong.

Why are they all books by Taoist Kongkong?

Could it be that this white-haired man with blue eyes is also a book fan of Taoist Kongkong?

Or……

A bold idea suddenly popped up in Xue Qing's heart.

Could it be that this white-haired man is the legendary Kongkong Taoist?

As soon as this idea came out, Xue Qing quickly cut it off.

After all, the image that Taoist Kongkong had guessed in his mind was very different from this white-haired man, it was too different.

Originally, he thought that Taoist Kong Kong should be a frail scholar who likes to spend time in the house writing some stories, and his skin must be pale.

In any case, he definitely didn't look like a white-haired man.

The man who brought him here, although he has white hair, has blue eyes and deep pupils. He has a thick and aggressive appearance, and his demeanor and the mana he can feel are not like ordinary little demons.

To be precise, this man's monster power feels even deeper than that of Xue Bai and Wu Shuang, the thousand-year-old monsters.

It hasn't been long since I came to this world, why would I get involved with such a person?

Xue Qing frowned, unable to figure out why, he just sat down at the desk.

The little yellow bird jumped up and down on the table, completely unaware of the situation.

Seeing its carefree appearance, Xue Qing couldn't help stretching out his fingers to poke Jiujiu, and the chubby Jiujiu was poked and fell down on the table.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

The little yellow bird who was poked inexplicably stood up straight, staring at Xue Qing with little black eyes and complaining.

Facing Little Yellow Bird's accusation, Xue Qing reached out and touched Jiujiu's head.

He asked Jiujiu: "Do you know the person in front?"

Xue Qing thought of Jiujiu kicking the white-haired man in front of him. Not only did the man not grab the defenseless bird and beat him up, he didn't even show signs of getting angry.

That's right, the man brought him here, and he didn't hurt him and Jiujiu. I don't know what the purpose of this man's pretending to be a ghost is.

At other times, he would still be interested in seeing what the white-haired man is going to do, but this time is a critical moment for the demon world, and without seeing it with his own eyes, he can't be sure what the situation in Xifeng Village is like.

And Fahai...

Will Fa Hai find out that he is missing?

Inexplicably thinking of the scene in the dream, the words whispered in the boy's mouth.

Yellow spring and green fall, heaven and earth, where should he find it?

It wasn't long before he understood what he wanted.

Xue Qing bit her lip, and bit her lower lip with a deep tooth mark.

There was a misty mist of sadness in the eyes that were always clear.

Jiujiu, who heard Xue Qing's question, stood and thought for a while, and seemed to have something to say about this question.

It seems that Jiujiu answered after careful consideration this time, Xue Qing couldn't help but get serious, sat up straight and looked at the little yellow bird with its chest up and its head up.

I only heard Jiujiu say excitedly: "Jiujiu Jiujiu!"

The crisp "chirp chirp" sounded in his ears, Xue Qing helplessly covered his forehead.

Well, he doesn't understand.

But judging from Jiujiu's reaction, Xue Qing can roughly judge its meaning.

He rubbed Jiujiu's soft chin rewardingly, and Jiujiu narrowed his eyes happily after being stroked.

It's so pleasant to look at.

But Xue Qing wasn't in the same mood as this silly bird.

Although the white-haired man did seem to have no ill intentions towards him, Xue Qing only had a silly phoenix in the form of a yellow bird when there was a huge difference in mana.

Xue Qing thought, he had to find some more clues, at least get out of this yard first.

Strange to say, he had clearly only seen this house in a dream, but when he was in it, he still had a strange sense of familiarity.

As if he had lived here for a long time.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Xue Qing stood up and continued to search in the house.

The room was not big, and Xue Qing walked to the front of the bed where he woke up.

This is a carved wooden bed, the bed is wide enough for two grown men to lie down at the same time.

The wooden bed is made of sandalwood, it has been aged for a long time, and the heavy sandalwood fragrance is slightly exuded, and there are various things carved on the edge of the bed.

It can be seen that the owner of this house is a very emotional person.

And the taste unexpectedly agrees with Xue Qing.

If he came to arrange it, he would definitely choose a similar arrangement.

Dim curtains hung on both sides of the bed, and the bedding was soft, making it easy to lie down at first glance.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate timing, Xue Qing really wanted to just lie down on the bed like this.

There is nothing more comfortable than lying in bed.

Xue Qing glanced at a wooden carving in front of the bed, which looked like clusters of acacia flowers.

It looked nothing special, but Xue Qing's eyes paused, and he bent down to observe the carving carefully.

The little yellow bird looked at Xue Qing puzzled.

I saw Xue Qing staring at the wooden carving for a while, then reached out to touch it, and pressed down tentatively.

"Kacha—" The hard wooden carving was pressed in like this.

A drawer-like device popped up from here, and it turned out that this place was actually a hidden compartment.

"Chirp!"

The onlookers were amazed by Jiujiu, jumping their bird's claws in amazement, trying to reach out to see what is in the dark grid.

Xue Qing didn't expect that this place would be a hidden space.

He just inexplicably flashed this conjecture in his mind, so he casually pressed the button with a tentative attitude, and unexpectedly, something actually popped up.

In the dark compartment lay a folded note and a strand of hair.

Xue Qing's hand just touched the note, and he suddenly felt a huge pain in his head.

It was as if someone had hit him hard on the head, and the sharp pain was like a needle that had been knocked into his head, and kept going deep into it.

The white and black scenes in front of his eyes were all blurred, it was a chaotic moving color block, and he had auditory hallucinations in his ears, as if someone kept talking in his ears.

For the first time, Xue Qing tasted what it means to have a splitting headache.

I don't know how long he had the headache, but it seems to be as long as a century.

Only when the unbearable pain subsided slowly like a tide did Xue Qing gradually regain his sanity.

The little yellow bird next to Xue Qing jumped up and down nervously, seeing Xue Qing open his eyes, the little yellow bird quickly looked at him worriedly.

"I am fine."

As soon as Xue Qing opened his mouth, he found that his voice was a little hoarse.

He saw his hand, which was still holding the note tightly.

Xue Qing stabilized his body, then supported the edge of the bed and stood up from the ground.

The one in front of him fell to his knees on the ground because of the sudden headache.

It's really strange, he is so young, and he has never said anything about headaches. How could he suddenly have a headache?

Fortunately, it only hurt for a while and then it didn't hurt anymore, otherwise Xue Qing would really go crazy.

Putting the strange headache aside for the time being, Xue Qing unfolded the crumpled note that he had caught.

There are four words written in black ink on it, which is exactly the piece of paper he dreamed about in his dream last time.

"All the best" is written on it stroke by stroke.

It's just too many coincidences.

This made Xue Qing have to rethink the few dreams he had.

Did everything in the dream really happen?Who is the owner of the dream?

Why does he dream about it so often?

The only difference from the dream is that this piece of paper has obviously been for a long time, and the paper has turned yellow. There seems to be water dripping between the two words "Ruyi", blurring the two words a lot. .

"Knock-knock—" When Xue Qing was studying the note, there was a knocking sound on the door that was sealed by mana.

"Grandmaster."

Under the sun, Erdan's skin was almost black and reflective. It was obviously hot, and Erdan always only wore a casual sweater, but his exposed arms were covered with abrupt thick bandages.

"My body seems to be invaded by demons."

Under the scorching heat of the sun, Er Dan already looked a little uncomfortable.

Although his skin is dark, it can be seen that his complexion is pale.

At this time Xue Qing was not around, and the tall monk lost that bit of intimacy with the common world.

He has never been such a compassionate god and Buddha.

It seemed that only when the young man in green was by his side did the jade-faced monk catch a little of the worldly aura.

Although still calm and calm, the red mole between the eyebrows will become bright and enthusiastic honestly.

I don't know if it's because the sun is too hot, or Fa Hai's phoenix eyes are too stern, but Erdan's forehead is already sweating abnormally finely.

Under Fa Hai's gaze, Erdan felt his bandage-covered arms become hot.

All visions seem to have nothing to hide in front of these phoenix eyes.

Fa Hai nodded, but did not speak. On the other side of Qifeng Village, the Phoenix God Ceremony was still going on, with the melodious sound of drums.

But the lively atmosphere didn't seem to spread here at all.

Erdan tensed his back, and he loosened the bandage that had been wrapped around his arm for a long time.

If there are other people here, they must scream out when they see this scene.

I saw that Erdan's dark arm was covered with scales densely and densely on the place where the bandages were wrapped up, which should have been human skin.

The pitch-black scales refracted luster under the light, making it extremely enchanting to look at.

"Grandmaster."

Er Dan's voice trembled.

Seeing the scales on his hands again, Erdan was obviously very afraid of the strangeness on his body.

When the first scales appeared on his arms, he was terrified in disbelief.

Er Dan tried to peel off the unsightly scales, but the scales actually grew out of his skin, and it was as painful as tearing off flesh.

The scales were uprooted, but a bloody pit was left deep on the arm.

However, this is not the end, but the beginning.

The scales grow more and more, until they spread to the whole arm, and it is impossible to pull them out. The scales that have been pulled out are like spring grass revived.

At the same time, there are changes in the body, like an irreversible growth of terror.

He began to fear the sun and began to feel thirsty.

He seemed to have become an indescribable animal, and could only hide in a dark corner and linger on his last breath.

The demon hid in his body.

Er Dan dare not tell anyone, even Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen.

Although at the Fengshen Ceremony full of festive atmosphere, he just felt out of place.

Seeing that the scales were about to spread to his neck, Er Dan finally couldn't hold back, and when everyone was at the ceremony, he came to ask Fa Hai for help.

The power of Buddha can purify all the filth in the world, right?

"Master, can you get rid of the demons in my body?"

The black-skinned and black-eyed boy covered the black scales that couldn't be concealed.

Then ask for a method to take away the evil spirits in his body.

But Fa Hai's cold eyes stayed on the scales on the arm for a long time.

Flames ignited at his fingertips, seeing that the red flames were about to burn the fine scales on his arms, Fa Hai suddenly withdrew his hand.

The red flames were instantly extinguished.

"Grandmaster?"

Erdan was trying to control the arm that was trying to withdraw in front of the flame, but Fa Hai stopped the movement.

"You will die together."

Her mighty phoenix eyes are like sharp arrows.

"What's the meaning?"

Erdan had already guessed this in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

Even under the scorching sun, he felt extremely cold.

He didn't know when he became a monster.

The jade-faced monk in front of him had cold eyes, even the orange-red light reflected by the rising flame in his hand could not soften his face in the slightest.

Unexpectedly, he sent himself into the hands of the demon extermination. Looking at the flames on Fa Hai's palm, the fear in Erdan's heart almost broke through a huge wave.

He doesn't want to die.

Er Dan's chest rose and fell, and the words blurted out.

"Is Xue Qing also a demon!"

"Will you kill him?"

As soon as these words came out, the monk's eyes became even colder, like an unsheathed sword that had been quenched from ice.

"You can't kill me!" Er Dan stopped Fa Hai's movements, "If you kill me, what will Xue Qing think?"

Erdan found out, that person's name was like the best chain in the world, and it was the only weakness of the cold-faced Shura in front of him.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Fa Hai's movements stopped.

Just then, a mutation arose.

The wailing of the phoenix bird from afar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Dire and pathetic.

The rhythmic drumming sound stopped at some point, and several streams of mana soared into the sky.

What's going on here?

Before Er Dan could react, he saw that the cold face of the monk beside him became even more congealed, and there seemed to be a crack in his usual mask-like cold face.

He gave Erdan a cold look, hit a ray of mana in his hand on Erdan, and flew towards Erdan directly with his kung fu.

That look... Er Dan experienced for the first time what it meant to be creepy, and he didn't know what magic power Fa Hai had cast on him.

The sun was as warm as ever, but at this moment it was still like cold water, and the strange scales on his arms were still shining.