pillow mountain river

Chapter 31

Er Dong stood on the edge of the pit, and the gravel rolled into the bottom of the pit.

The cold moonlight illuminates the bottom of the deep pit, and the dead child's eyes are open, with a long silver snake coiled around his chest.A strong emotion welled up in Er Dong's heart, which was hatred and rage.

"I dissected the inner alchemy of the rabbit monster."

"Slay the demons!"

"It's that evil water demon who is still alive!"

The lingering voice lingered in his ears, deliberately stirring up the hatred in his heart.Er Dong stared at the bottom of the pit, and the body of the child disappeared, turning into a young man lying in the deep pit surrounded by poisonous snakes.

The long white hair spread out and spread under the young man's body. He opened his dark red eyes and looked at the full moon in the sky. His chest was torn by a sharp sword, and blood was gurgling.

Er Dong almost stuck his nails into his palms, and the sharp pain brought a trace of clarity.

The corpse at the bottom of the pit still looked like a child, but under the caress of the moonlight, the long-dead child slowly got up from the ground, and the entangled and writhing poisonous snake came to a gentle stop following his movements.The silver snake coiled on the chest was wrapped around the child's shoulders, spitting out bright red letters.

That night, the people in Ping'an Town went to bed early.

They thought that the death of the youngest son of the Lin family would bring about peace in the future, and that the plague and illness should have left with the death of that evil son.

Nightmares shrouded every household in the town, and urgent cries tore through the tranquility of the night.Fu Wen woke up from the dream, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, he sighed, and secretly rejoiced that luckily it was just a dream.

Fu Wen woke up his wife and asked her to bring a cup of tea, but the mattress beside him was cold.He felt strange, opened the quilt, and there was a black snake coiled inside the quilt, the body of the snake was as thick as an arm.

He yelled, fell off the bed, propped his hands on the ground, but touched a long, cold object.Fu Wen turned his head stiffly, the snake raised its head, spit out the letter, and stared at him with cold eyes.

"Ah!"

Fu Wen scrambled and rushed out of the door. With one more step, he could leave the room full of poisonous snakes and go to the outer courtyard.The moonlight slanted down, illuminating the courtyard as if it were daytime.

Dense venomous snakes entwine around the walls, stone steps, and every other inch of open space.

Fu Wen was so frightened that he lost his soul. The poisonous snake at his feet was spitting out its letter, and its sharp fangs could be seen faintly.There was a rustling sound behind him, and countless snakes surrounded him.

The poisonous snakes in the house also rushed out, staring at him with the snakes in the yard.

Fu Wen's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He slapped himself, and the pain swayed from his cheeks, but this was not a nightmare. He stood among the snakes, like sheep among wolves, waiting for the predators to carve them up.

"Ah! There's a snake! A snake!"

"Go away! Go away!"

Countless snakes occupied the town, and there were poisonous snakes swimming everywhere. The panicked crowd became their prey, but they were not in a hurry to prey. The poisonous snakes injected the venom into the body of their prey when they got tired of seeing the panicked expressions on people's faces. .

Ping'an Town is like a large snake den.

A thin figure stood on the roof. The child rested on his knees, sitting quietly on the roof, watching the panicked people avoid the pursuit of poisonous snakes, and finally fell into the snakes in despair.

Until there were no living people in sight, he jumped off the roof and left slowly.

A woman ran up behind her. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were full of panic, but none of the surrounding snakes attacked her.

The child glanced at her, turned around and continued walking.

"Yuanyuan, come here," the woman's soft voice sounded.

He stopped and walked slowly towards the woman. The woman leaned over and brushed her soft fingers across her face. The tears in her eyes fell on the tip of the child's nose.

"I shouldn't have had you," the woman said.

The woman hid a small knife in her hand. This knife had been used to peel pears for him, but now it was stuck in his chest.

The child glanced at the handle of the knife, pulled it out and threw it on the ground, then turned around.

The woman knelt down and cried loudly, "I shouldn't have born you, you monster!"

"You monster!"

The child was walking unsteadily on the road full of poisonous snakes. Under the moonlight, his shadow became more and more blurred, and finally it seemed like a phantom that could be blown away by a breeze.

Er Dong stood on the other side of the road, and the child got closer and closer to him, and finally passed through his body.

The figure of the child has disappeared, but those empty eyes remain in Er Dong's mind.

Er Dong's pupils suddenly constricted, and everything around him suddenly disappeared, all hidden in black.

The light appeared again, and the withered peach leaves slipped from Erdong's eyes.

Most of the peach trees in the peach grove are dead, and there are thick dead branches and leaves floating on the surface of the crescent-shaped pool.With every step I took, there was a creaking sound from the soles of my feet.Dead leaves were trampled to pieces.

Shadow was still sitting by the pool, the ends of his long hair dipped in the pool.

"What you saw was the remnant left by the snake god." Ying stood up and walked slowly. "Since you can perceive the remnant, you must have had a similar experience with him."

Er Dong lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent.

"Your expression is similar to Zhenhanshan, but he is cold-blooded and careless, can you learn it?"

Ying smiled and said, "Even though you look indifferent, don't forget that we are one. I know all about your hatred, anger, and unwillingness."

Lifting her slender fingers in the air, her fingertips circled Er Dong's heart, "It must be very uncomfortable here."

Even if it was just a nightmare, the experience of being rejected by others and being pierced by a sharp sword is still vivid in my mind.Although those pictures are phantoms in the phantom, the pain is real, worse than a knife gouging out flesh.

"It has nothing to do with you," Er Dong clapped Kai Ying's hand.

There was no trace of sullenness on Ying's face, and he continued to smile and said, "In the remnants of the snake god, you can also see that people are ignorant and ignorant, and these weak creatures are full of greed, hatred, and obsession."

"People in the world fear and dislike monsters, but if it weren't for the growth of these emotions, how could demons come to the world? But it doesn't matter, I will replace you and kill these ants one by one."

Er Dong met Shang Ying's unfathomable pupils, and for the first time, the suppressed killing intent in Ying's eyes surfaced undisguisedly.

Er Dong suddenly guessed Ying's purpose, and fear surged in his heart.

"You're thinking……"

Before Er Dong could finish speaking, Ying raised her index finger with a smile and put it next to his mouth.With just such a slight movement, Er Dong couldn't move, even his eyeballs couldn't move.

Ying smiled and said, "Don't move around, if you move again, you will be injured." He raised a simple smile and continued, "I also want to thank Lord Snake God for his help, that pure hatred is really delicious. Otherwise, I really don’t know when I will be able to recover.”

He looked down at the palm that was spread out, and slowly closed his slender fingers.In an instant, the withered peach trees around were uprooted suddenly, quickly decayed, and finally crushed into ashes.

The original peach forest with lush branches and leaves has become a desolate open space, leaving only a clear pool in the forest.

Er Dong breathed heavily, not only could he not move, he could not even speak.

Ying smiled gently. He didn't have a sharp weapon in his hands, but his gentle and still posture was more powerful than a sword.Ying grabbed Er Dong's hand, and his five fingers pressed against him, and the palms of the two actually blended with each other.

"Er Dong," Ying softly said, "I have really thought about whether to control my body with you, after all, you once convinced me wholeheartedly."

"As a low-level rabbit demon, he was originally someone else's meal. He disregarded the fate of the world and changed his fate against the sky, trampling real dragons and real phoenixes under his feet. What's even more commendable is that he was clearly full of anger, but he was not swallowed by it."

Ying shook his head regretfully, looked at the ordinary boy in front of him, and said, "Unfortunately, it's all in the past. Now you are too weak, just a single nightmare can kill you."

"Then it's better to give this body to me, and I will help you fulfill your long-cherished wish," Ying Tie said next to Er Dong's ear, his tone was soft, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, like a gentle lover.

Er Dong's eyes turned black, only Ying's delicate jaw and open red lips could be seen.

"But don't worry, you and I are old friends anyway, I won't dispel your spiritual consciousness so quickly, before that, you stay here first. I've been imprisoned for nearly a hundred years, you can also try this taste."

Ying hugged the young man's weak and fainted body, tidied his messy forehead hair, then stood up, shaking the black robe on his body.

There was no wrinkle in the black clothes that dragged the ground, and the boots stepped on the soft dead leaves, which were all scattered into ashes.

After waiting for a hundred years, he can finally leave this cage.

Mo Yuan, Luoyun Village.

The thick trunks rising from the ground are intertwined to form a solid wooden bed.There was a thick layer of soft leaves, and the sleepy teenager lay on the spread out blue coat.

The man guarded the boy, closed his eyes and took a nap, the consequences of the soul splitting technique gradually appeared, perhaps the three souls and seven souls were not stable yet, he was prone to fatigue and would fall asleep from time to time.

It is not suitable to stay in Moyuan for a long time, but Er Dong is not awake, so he dare not leave easily.

The snake god is in charge of nightmares, and manipulates people's hearts through nightmares.Regardless of mortal monks, as long as they are unwilling, the nightmare will penetrate everywhere.

Zhen Hanshan is a spiritual cultivator, and he has no heart. He is born with an indifferent temperament, and it is difficult to understand the seven emotions and six desires.Therefore, the influence of the nightmare on him has been reduced, but it does not mean that it has no effect.

The boy next to him was still asleep, and there was no sign of waking up.Sitting cross-legged in Zhenhanshan, exhaling and exhaling, restraining distracting thoughts in the heart.

When he closed his eyes, the young man suddenly opened them, checked his surroundings, and sat up in a man's green clothes.

Zhen Hanshan was extremely irritable and depressed, and his perception of the outside world was not as good as before. He didn't realize it until the young man walked down and stirred up the flowing breeze.

The young man was wearing a loose Tsing Yi, and his white hair was draped behind his head like a waterfall.He stretched out his hand to gather his coat, and immediately turned to face Zhenhan Mountain.

On the border of the dimly lit mountains and forests, those dark red pupils were not conspicuous.

The young man's brows are dull, the eyebrows are flat, the eyebrows are not protruding, and the almond eyes are not protruding.Against the backdrop of white hair and red pupils, her bland eyes were inexplicably coquettish.

He smiled at Zhen Hanshan, "Master."

Zhen Hanshan suddenly turned cold, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The young man showed doubts, tilted his head, and called again, "Master?" Before he finished speaking, a long sword was pointed at him, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the young man's neck.

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