"Miss Yu, the evil spirit of Zuojia Village..."
The old sorceress sat across the table, her cloudy eyes were full of unbearable. She lowered her head and sighed: "After the daughter of that family came down from the mountain, she had a high fever and it seemed that she would not survive."
"If it's as severe as my mother-in-law said, why is it just a high fever?"
The delicate and beautiful girl in brocade clothes frowned: "Could it be..."
"Because the longer the process before dying, the more you can feel the fear of the prey."
Ye Ying's voice sounded beside her ear, slowly saying: "It's making fun of it."
Huang Yu couldn't help shivering.
The sorceress looked at the girl who suddenly shut her mouth suspiciously, and realized: "The old fairy is here too?"
Huang Yu nodded and sighed: "Let me discuss it with the old fairy before I inform my mother-in-law."
"Hey, hey." The sorceress hurriedly stood up, her expression more respectful than before.
When she was about to leave, she turned her head and said hesitantly: "I don't want to urge Miss Yu, but if I don't hurry up, I'm afraid something serious will happen."
After a pause, her hoarse voice sounded again: "...Auntie said, if you don't get rid of that thing, people will die."
When she went out, the moment she opened the courtyard door, there was a lot of noise pouring out of the wall.
Someone was beating a gong and shouting at the top of his voice. The voices were mixed and could not be heard clearly.
Huang Yu frowned and listened for a while, then asked, "Old Immortal..."
Ye Ying frowned slightly, and spit out eight words: "'The poisonous moon is approaching, drive away demons and avoid evil'."
Recently, a group of people came from nowhere in the city, suspected to be the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, and they always said some alarmist things. It is said that there are evil spirits in the city, which makes people panic.
The door was quickly closed to block out the noise.
Ye Ying appeared, suddenly appeared on the side of the Eight Immortals table, and poured a cup of tea calmly.
Huang Yu asked nervously, "Old Immortal, this matter..."
"Aunt Hui's occupation is preemptive, so I'm afraid it's true." Ye Ying still had a calm expression, with a trace of inquiry in his eyes: "Zuojia Village...I remember it was at the Diaotianjing?"
"It seems to be." Huang Yu squeezed the corner of his clothes in fear: "The name of the mountain is already strange enough, and this kind of thing happened again..."
"It's just a name."
Ye Ying glanced at her, and habitually disliked her: "It's been so many years, but I'm still so timid."
Huang Yu pouted.
But she was gentle and obedient, she didn't say anything, she just asked: "Old Immortal, shall we go then?"
She knew that her family's old fairy didn't like human beings, and she used her mouth to solve people's problems and relieve their worries, but to make a living for her.
After all, the old fairy is not like Uncle Hu's, who is having fun in the world, and only wants to come up with this method.
She was afraid that the old fairy would not agree, so she hurriedly continued: "The old fairy hurt someone at the beginning, and the cause and effect are on his back, maybe the merits of saving people this time may be worth it."
It's the way of nature, but sometimes it doesn't make sense. The karma of hurting someone a little bit can be offset by saving countless people. Huang Yu felt guilty: "If it wasn't for me..."
"Nah." Ye Ying commented on the worried little girl bluntly, and pondered for a moment: "Let me discuss this matter with you, Uncle Hu."
When Huang Yu saw that he was willing to make a move, most of the worries in his heart disappeared. She knew that her family's old fairy was the strongest in this generation, and Hu Fengyuan used his deeds as a story when he was a child.
Thinking of this, the little girl suddenly said: "Aunt Songru is going to give birth."
Ye Ying: ...Your thoughts diverge so quickly.
It's amazing to say that the fox has searched everywhere for medicine for more than ten years, and it actually made him find a way to have offspring with humans.
I just don't know whether it will be a human or a little fox.
Huang Yu was very excited: "Maybe when Master Hu comes out of retreat, he can become an uncle."
"It's uncle." Ye Ying corrected her: "Your Uncle Hu is Hu Er's elder brother."
"Oh..." The little girl thought for a second, then continued to be excited: "Then he will have a nephew!"
"It's a nephew..." Ye Ying was speechless: "...Forget it, you can do whatever you say."
This brother, the brain is not very good.
But strictly speaking, Huang Yu is not her younger brother.
Because Chumaxian needs to descend on human beings, and use human mouths to point out the maze and solve problems, they will choose human beings who are predestined and suitable for them to be their younger brothers.
But Huang Yu doesn't match her destiny. It's not that she can't possess Huang Yu like this, but if there are too many times, it will definitely damage the fragile soul of human beings.
It's like she can't bear the blazing green flame.
So every time she "goes out", Ye Ying actually hides her body, sits beside Huang Yu and listens to the suffering master, and then sends her voice to tell her the solution.
Huang Yu couldn't even see Qing Yan, and only heard about it from Hu Fengyuan's embellished bedtime stories.
At that time, she anxiously asked Ye Ying how she could see the green flame of the old fairy.
"You can see it after you die." Ye Ying replied bluntly.
Huang Yu: ...That's not so urgent.
…
The later scenes seemed to be influenced by the original owner, chaotic and turbulent. When Ye Ying came back to her senses, her body was already covered in blood.
She stood at the gate of a mansion, holding a ball of fiery red in her arms. Blood slid down her face, and she didn't seem to notice it.
Ye Ying felt a blockage in her throat.
Under the sky full of stars, she just buried the child she raised, and now she wants to return her best friend who has known her for hundreds of years to his family.
She has not seen Hu Fengyuan's original form for many years. But the days when I was young and ran wild with him in the mountains still seemed like yesterday.
The door of the house was open, emitting an unpleasant smell of burnt air, Ye Ying paused, and walked in.
The famous elegant and beautiful gardens in the city were burned, and there was scorched earth everywhere.
The pungent smell and residual flames filled the air. From the gate to the courtyard, there was a **** corpse just a few steps away.
Ye Ying didn't show any expression, even though the blood and sweat on her body were steamed hot by the air, her heart was still cold.
In the middle of the courtyard, under the vast sky, a young man wearing only a jacket knelt and sat silently on the ground.
His usually clear eyes were stained red with blood, not his, but human.
In front of him lay a pale woman, black hair stuck to her face with cold sweat. Song Ru looked calm and serene, if it wasn't for a few drops of blood splashed on her chin, she would have seemed to be asleep.
She was covered with Hu Fengyao's thin robe, and there was a shocking large bloodstain on her stomach. Hu Fengyao looked like a **** man, kneeling beside her with a blank expression on his face, holding a small fluffy thing in his arms. They closed their eyes and babbled weakly.
Ye Ying's eyes trembled.
"Listen to what they said," Hu Fengyao said calmly, "It was rumored that she had an evil spirit, and broke in while the eldest brother was away."
"They rushed in and set fire to them, and killed all the servants who stopped her. They dragged her out of the bed, cut open her stomach with a knife, and said they wanted to see if there were any remaining monsters in her stomach."
He paused, took a deep breath unbearably, mist formed in his eyes: "When I came back, these people were about to throw them to death."
"...so I killed them all."
Hu Fengyao's eyes shifted and landed on the big fox in Ye Ying's arms, and his tone was calm: "Is it my elder brother?"
Ye Ying nodded silently.
Hu Fengyao smiled, and tears fell drop by drop, falling on the little foxes: "That's great, the whole family is really neat."
His smile grew bigger and bigger, and the tears in his eyes shone like fire, shining like stars. His voice was shrill: "Huang Xize, is this a definite number?"
He gritted his teeth and asked her: "The fate is, the good ones, death without a whole body?"
Fixed number, fixed number.
The world suddenly began to shake continuously, like a landslide. The catastrophe in front of her eyes turned into a blurred shadow in the trembling, Ye Ying bent down and covered her face unbearably.
The fiery red in the field of vision did not know whether it was Hu Fengyuan's icy fur or the dazzling blood. The stars hanging upside down from the zenith fell one after another, pulling long filaments of light. There was a thunder-like rolling noise between the heaven and the earth, which cracked in the ears, countless sounds intermingled, and countless images flew by.
Ye Ying's headache was about to split, and her five fingers dug into her scalp tightly. Countless voices flashed by my ears like meteors, and then disappeared in the distance.
She heard countless fleeting voices.
"This is a fixed number..."
"Daddy."
My mind was filled with countless information, as if it was about to explode.
"Sixth Master, Sixth Master..."
"Huang Pizi, give Master Hu a smile...or Master Hu will give you a smile?"
Veins popped out on Ye Ying's forehead, and she let out a painful moan in her throat unbearably.
"I am the brightest in your night sky..."
"You haven't accompanied me to eat beef noodles..."
"You are not Huang Xize."
Do these voices come from the past or the future? If it is the future, is the future already determined?
Is this the destiny, the destiny, the way of heaven?
"This is a fixed number."
In the turbulent current, this voice was like a bell over everything else, anchoring her consciousness in place like an anchor.
All the voices seem to have found a body to cling to, entangled and clinging, and finally converged: "This is a definite number."
"Did you see it?"
"Ye Ying."
"Ye Ying—"
"Ye Ying!!"
Ye Ying suddenly opened her eyes.
She was sweating profusely, and her spirit was like a leaf that rolled with the rushing water, and finally stopped on the person in front of her.
Ye Ying blinked, and it took him a while to say his name: "Xiao Huihui?"
Hui San's body was covered with silvery white flames, enveloping the two of them, seeing her wake up, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
Ye Ying suddenly sat up and looked around.
There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in the dark cave, and the yin energy was rampant, and when it hit the white flame, it made a clanging vibration.
This strength, this speed... have never been felt before!
Ye Ying held up the shovel in surprise, looked at the stone platform in the center of the cave, and locked her eyes on Huang Yu's pale face.
Everything seemed to be still, and a picture suddenly flashed in her mind.
The girl who had always been weak, timid and afraid of pain fell to the ground, and black evil spirits climbed up her jade-white face like vines. She spit out the black blood in big mouthfuls, and finally couldn't spit out anything, but instead she sighed in relief.
Her out-of-focus eyes looked at the face of the person in front of her at a close distance, and her weak voice carried a smile: "I... saw it..."
"It's so beautiful...the...flame..."