The Demon in the Mirror

The morning sun was shining, and the sunlight outside the house entered through the window. The west wind stabbed to sleep unsteadily, turning over, only to feel the itchy tip of the nose, like something sweeping the tip of the nose. She wiped it, and it brushed her face again.

Westwind opened his eyes reluctantly, a blue feather near him.

She reached up and picked up the feather, which was about three inches long, and looked like a bird's hair. But how can there be feathers on her bed?

It must have been left by the last tenant. Xiao Er did not clean the house.

Xifeng snorted and sat up, put down his feathers, crossed the abyss lying on the ground, and went to the sink to wash.

Qingyuan saw that she was awake and also sat up: "I know what the demon chased by the cicada is."

"What is it?"

"Bird, bird."

Xifeng Guru Guru gargle, leaned over and vomited curiously asked: "How do you know?"

"I saw it," Qing Yuan said, "a beautiful bird."

Westwind disgusted: "Then why didn't you grab it and bake it and eat it."

Qingyuan raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "The little fairy will ask how beautiful the bird is to sing, whether it sounds good, and never say why not eat it."

The little fairy is a little fairy, and Westwind snorted again: "Then you go find your little fairy, don't get mixed up with bad guys like me."

Qingyuan shook his head: "No, I don't want a fairy, I want you."

Xifeng was about to move. Suddenly he swept the doubt cloud and squinted at him: "Do you want to have breakfast?"

"It's time."

"..." She knew that the divine dragon had become the second fire in order to eat.

By the way, small fire?

The west wind looked down at the table, and the small fire had rolled into the peach core pile, still sleeping soundly. Looking at the bed again, Yue'er was also asleep.

I really envy these two little guys.

Westwind withdrew his sight, spread the towel on his face and wiped it cleanly. When the towel was unloaded, the person got up. She took a long breath and took the pillow hair accessory to sit in front of the mirror. At first glance, she saw her soaring hair.

God, what did she do wrong?

She tied her hair in exasperation, and it was terrible. When she was about to put a bead flower on the bun, she realized that there was only one pair of bead flowers left. She twisted her eyebrows and went back to the bed to find it, but it was missing. After searching for most of the day, Xifeng thought of it, took the remaining beads and asked the people behind him: "Did you see the same beads as this one?"

Qingyuan looked at it and nodded: "Yes."

Westwind immediately let go of it, although this bead cost no more than thirty renminbi, but it was money anyway, so I could buy a bunch of buns: "Where did you go?"

"Stolen the bird."

"Ah?" Westwind asked inexplicably, "What bird, when?"

"The blue bird is the devil. When you went to bed last night, when I called you."

The west wind almost didn't jump up: "You know? You saw it? Then why don't you call me?"

Qingyuan looked at her who wanted to eat people, frowned and said, "You don't allow me to talk."

"... Then I let you not eat, why don't you listen! Let you don't sleep, why don't you listen!"

"That's unruly. If you don't listen, you won't listen."

"..." Xifeng slumped his head back on the stool, trying to beat him, trying to beat him hard, fool!

"I'll cut peaches for you."

"Get out of here."

"No, I'll cut peaches for you."

Westwind was tossed by his warm-hearted temper, and she never saw him angry, no matter how she called him to bully him, he never angered him. No wonder he always said she was grumpy. This wasn't her grumpy, it was simply that he was too grumpy.

"Qing Yuan, have you ever been angry with anyone?"

"Have."

"Who is it, such a bold courage to dare you? Did you beat him?" She really wanted to see Lushan who could provoke Qingyuan's angry people. After all, such courageous people are rare.

Qingyuan said: "Demon Venerable."

"..."

"Later I took someone to block the door of his house."

"..." Westwind raised his hand to stop, "Okay."

This dragon can indeed sweep the Six Realms, and even the door of Demon Venerable can be blocked at will. Xifeng's expression touched the solitary bead flower on his head, and dared not scold him again, so he could only sulky himself: "There is only one left, ugly. No, I want to find the bird and let it take my beads The flowers spit out. But what kind of flowers did a good bird steal ... "

"Flower." Qing Yuan said, "The white cicada flower is also a flower, and the bead flower is also a flower."

"The white cicada flower is alive, and the bead flower is dead, why do you have to steal my bead flower." Xifeng is puzzled.

"Know--Know--"

The west wind suddenly looked up out of the window, thinking that it was the cicada who was chasing after the demon bird, and thought with joy that she could also catch up. Who wants to suddenly have dozens of small shadows fluttering out of the window with flapping wings, such as a locust flying, and suddenly the house is full of angry cicadas, and will wake up the small fire and Yue'er who are still asleep.

The cicadas are like mosquitoes, covering the whole house, pounced on the four people, and the people are covered with the smell of earth.

The small fire roared, turned into a fire monster, filled the house almost instantly, and burned the cicada "knowledge" straight back.

Qingyuan looked up and looked at the house full of flying cicadas. His eyes swept a little, and his fingers flew out of a wind rope, which **** a huge body of knowledge.

The only thing that was known was that the cicadas were silent for a moment. Then again, the cicadas incited the wings of the cicadas, stirred the abdomen, and hissed again, more angry and full of warnings.

Westwind was not afraid of the large number of them, but the noisy voice made her almost annoying.

"Hush."

Qingyuan booed softly, seeing that they kept on, the wind rope tightened, and then his eyes rolled, and he was about to be strangled.

"Knowing--" The cicadas were silent suddenly, only the wind sound of their wings flapping lightly.

Xifeng staggered to Qingyuan with her ears about to be deaf, and looked at this great knowledge, and then looked at the awe of the cicadas, guessing that this is about their leader, she praised: "You are really good. The hostage method. "

Xiao Huo nodded with a deep expression in his face. Once upon a time, it was also the hostage of Qing Yuan.

Thinking about it, suddenly a little weight was put on his head, and he looked up and did not see it, but who jumped up, he almost didn't have to guess: "Down."

Yue'er lay on its head and said with emotion: "Don't, let me sleep for a while, I will have a dream of a big monster."

Crimson hair stuck to his face, and Yue'er felt itchy again. Big monster, when will its big monster appear.

"Then don't be a snake."

"I will not change."

Then the small fire lay back on the ground, and the tables and chairs in the room slammed into the room. If these cicadas attacked people again, it would burn them with fire.

The Patriarch Patriarch struggled twice, realizing that he was not the opponent of this Tsing Yi man, and started cursing: "You stole our things and tied me up. It was too much."

Westwind inexplicably said: "When did we steal your stuff?"

"White Cicada Flower! You let a bird steal our relic!"

Xifeng poked its wings, wanting to scold people, cicada clan saw it, and then agitated its wings, fanning loudly. She withdrew her fingers in an interesting way and said, "Does it make sense to be a cicada? We have nothing to do with that bird, moreover, it has stolen my bead flower."

"Impossible, that bird's breath is clearly in this room."

"I said it ..."

Xifeng seemed to remember something, turned to the bed to pick up the blue feather, and before shouting to it, it shouted, "Yes, that is the feather of the bird!"

Xifeng realized the purpose of the feather here. She rubbed her forehead and tried to calm herself down: "I saw this feather as soon as I woke up in the morning. Now that you come over, I only know why it stays The purpose of this feather is to make you mistakenly think that I am a thief. This is a strategy to tune the tiger away from the mountain. You have been cheated! "

And it's not just that. When it framed her, it probably saw her bead flower, so "smoothly" stole her bead flower.

Two birds with one stone, two birds with one flower.

Xifeng felt that he was so useless that he was tricked to this point by a magic bird.

The patriarch's face did not believe it: "You lied."

Xifeng pointed at Qingyuan three people angrily: "I have three monsters, will I steal your flowers?"

All the cicadas looked at Qingyuan together, and they looked at Xiaohuo, all at once. See the little black face again ...

The patriarch wondered: "That coal ball is also a monster? Not like it."

Yue'er suddenly raised his head and threw a cloud of black clouds at it: "You are the coal ball! Believe it or not, I turned to scare you!"

The patriarch did not believe that it was a giant beast, but the man was enough to prove that the girl really did not need to steal the white cicada flower. After all, it was a holy thing for them, but it had no effect on the foreigners.

And there is no bird's breath in this girl, only this feather has left that breath.

It sighed: "What can I do ... I used the method of adjusting the tigers away from the mountains. I was afraid that it would be difficult to find the sacred object of my family. This summer is coming, and many people have not broken through the earth. It's because we can't find our way back to Tianshan. Without Baichanhua, we won't find our way home in the coming year ... our family will die. "

The west wind attacked by it in vain wanted to scold them stupidly, and finally refrained. She was about to send them away, and suddenly thought of the best of both worlds. She narrowed her eyes slightly and lay on the table watching the cicada patriarch asked: "Do you have money?"

"No."

Westwind suddenly said indifferently: "Oh." What else can I talk about, bye!

"But we have gold, and there are always so many hundreds of deserving tribes every year who can shed golden cicada clothes."

Westwind immediately took hold of its small paws and shook it with a brilliant smile: "Then I will help you catch the flower thief and get back the white cicada flower, and just give me fifty golden cicadas afterwards. "

The patriarch looked at her suspiciously: "Who are you?"

"My name is Xifeng and I am an exorcist. You give me money, and I catch you a thief."

Qingyuan looked at her sideways, hey, changed her words.

The patriarch was hesitant, but now there seems to be no other way to go, and although the girl doesn't look terrible, the two people next to him are no worse than the bird.

"Okay, when things are done, I will give you fifty Jinchanyi as compensation."

Xifeng suddenly smiled like a flower: "Deal."