The Demon in the Mirror

Xifeng didn't expect that when he returned to the inn, the baggage hadn't been packed, and someone knocked on the door. When she opened the door, she saw a strange middle-aged woman standing in front of the door. She recognized this person carefully, but did not know, so she asked, "Who are you looking for, aunt?"

"Excuse me, but are you Cuihua girls?"

When will the name "..." be forgotten?

When Qingyuan heard it, the probe said, "She is not Cuihua."

The woman's face was puzzled: "Strangely, the maid of the Sun family clearly said that you are coming in this direction. I asked all the way, and only then I heard that you live here."

"Maid Sun?" Xifeng asked, "Sun Qianqian's mother?"

Sun Qianqin's mother who was cheated by the weasel and startled by Yuzi?

"Yes." The woman said, "She is my distant cousin. I heard that Qian Qian was uncomfortable and went to visit. She said that Qian Qian was scared by the monster. Later, a childhood friend who caught the monster came to visit. After she left, Qian Qian was almost recovered, and now it is no longer a problem. "

Xifeng felt relieved and said, "It's good to recover." Sure enough, the happy knot is the only cure. She asked again, "What are you doing looking for Cuihua?"

"Catch the monster, my lord is uncomfortable recently. I invited the monk to come and see that there was a monster, but as soon as I cast a spell, I was scared away by the monster. Did n’t I go home and hear about the Cuihua girl? Ask me to see if I can meet you, "the woman said regretfully." Unfortunately you are not Cuihua. "

"I am!" Xifeng thumped his chest, "I am Cuihua!"

Qingyuan looked at her, hey, why is she Cuihua again?

Next time he calls her Cuihua, will she beat him?

The woman looked at her suspiciously: "Then you said you are not?"

Xifeng said: "I don't know your auntie, of course you need to be a little more prepared, but demons and demons are our duty to catch the demon, and of course I can't hide it anymore." She still didn't believe it when she saw the woman, and said, "If I If you do n’t know Aunt Sun, how can you know that her daughter is called Qianqian. "

The woman put down half of the suspicion, and then looked at the man next to her, completely put down the suspicion: "Yes, Auntie Sun said, there is a handsome thief's son beside the pretty girl."

Westwind has no interest in praising anything. The business that comes to the door is the most important. She asked with a smile: "Where does Auntie live? I'll go with you here, just to eat, drink and catch the demon's money all the way ..."

"I have a horse-drawn carriage, and my house is not far from here. I will walk to two small towns. We are a big family and our Zhao family will never treat you badly."

Westwind overjoyed: "I will follow you when I pack my bags."

"Then I'll go back to the inn and call the carriage." The woman was also delighted, and when she was walking, she said, "Some saved this time, some saved."

When she left, Xifeng went to pack things, Qingyuan followed her around for several times, and finally asked: "Why did she call me a thief?"

"What? Scold you as a thief?"

"She said I was a thief."

Xiaohuo said: "Master Qinglong, she praised you for being handsome and not cursing."

Qing Yuan pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Mortal is really, very strange."

One word can be used to curse people, but also to praise people. Qingyuan grabbed the west wind that was folding her clothes and called her. Westwind put his hands down and looked back at him.

Qingyuan is much taller than her. Westwind looked up at him for a long time, and his neck was sore. The man looked down at her, and her face was hot, and she asked, "Why?"

Qingyuan said: "Fool."

"..."

"Bad girl."

"..."

"Cuihua."

"... Shut up !!! No dinner tonight!"

Qingyuan, who was roared, looked at the two little guys and said, "Look, I said that mortals are strange."

Xiaohuo and Yue'er were stunned. The strange thing is you, Master Qinglong!

Yueer thought about the situation when the western storm hit the small fire and shivered: "The only person who dares to provoke even the west wind is only Qinglong.

"Not really."

"Have your master caught Master Qinglong's handle?"

A small fire, hey, how did the sentence it just said familiar. I remember a few months ago, it was still worried that Westwind always offended Qinglong and worried about her life. Now it has completely changed.

The illustrious Qinglong was even bullied by a small demon catcher.

Xiao Huo fell into contemplation, and finally finally realized that it was not that the west wind had become worse, but that Qinglong did not fight back at all.

Spoil it.

When she saw Xiaohuo, she pondered and thought about it, knocking on her head with a small paw: "Have you listened to me?"

"Listen." Xiao Huo touched his head and said, "Where is there any handle."

After it said these words, it felt something was wrong. Lord Qinglong was bullied by the West Wind, he didn't fight back, it was pampered. But the little briquettes beat it, why didn't it fight back? It is rare to find a snack and still thinking about bringing it back to the injured to eat. What is this?

Xiao Huo thought about it, panicked, and hiccupped.

No, it's amazing!

"Small fire." The west wind, packing up Qinglong and packing up, saw it startled and shouted again, "Go away."

Xiaohuo recovered, and saw Yue'er's little black face protruding over, grimacing at it: "Go, little mouse."

Those bright eyes flashed in front of it, flashing its heartbeat: "Hiccup."

The whole mouse is bad!

The woman didn't lie, it seemed to be someone who could afford to catch the demon's money, because the woman called two carriages, the carriages were wide and comfortable, and it was fine to lie down.

A person went to visit relatives but called two carriages, how could it be impossible to afford a few or two dollars.

When Mrs. Zhao saw that she was going to the carriage behind her, Wen Wen smiled and said: "You are still a girl, how can you ride a carriage with a man, sit with me, and leave the carriage for that Son. "

Xifeng looked at Qingyuan and said, "It's okay, I'll go with him."

"I want to tell you something about my lord, lest you get there and be caught off guard by the monster."

Westwind slightly paused, and then nodded, and said to Qingyuan: "I have a car with Mrs. Zhao, and you and Xiaohuoyue'er go to the carriage behind."

Qingyuan was silent, and went to the carriage behind.

Mrs. Zhao looked around him and saw nothing, and asked, "Who is Xiaohuoyue'er?"

"It's my two spirit beasts, who helped catch the monster. I usually don't let mortals see it. I'm crouching on his shoulder now."

Mrs. Zhao was surprised that this girl was not simple and reliable.

Mrs. Zhao took her into the car and asked the driver to catch the car and said, "If you are not far away, you will be able to arrive tomorrow morning if you don't rest at night. But you and I are both women. It is not convenient to spend the night outside, so I will see you later After the inn, you still have to rest, do n’t you mind the girl? "

"Anyway." Xifeng asked, "Madam, what kind of evil is your old man entangled in?"

Mrs. Zhao said: "I don't know what monster, but it must be a female monster."

"female?"

"Yes, because ..." Mrs. Zhao was a little difficult to tell, and finally said, "My old man is a businessman. He talked about business that day and was pulled by his friends ... Qinglou had a drink. When he came back, he became weird. Love dressing up, love wiping and applying powder, and ... and like wearing women's clothes! "

As soon as Mrs. Zhao said, her face was ashamed.

Xifeng was not surprised at this kind of thing. He did not comment on anything out of respect and said, "Did that hurt Master Zhao?"

"It's not like that, it just became like a woman and was ashamed." Mrs. Zhao leaned her head and sighed again and again, this is ugly.

"Ma'am, don't panic. When I get there, I will catch the monster."

"Then there is Lao Lao."

The carriage hurried a little anxiously, and it was almost dark before it entered the next town. Mrs. Zhao pondered that the car would hurry a little faster, and she would be able to enter the town before dark. Whoever wants the car in a hurry, the car has a problem and can't move.

The driver looked at it and said, "It's not good to fix it in half an hour."

Mrs. Zhao looked at the sky and was anxious: "Can you enter the town?"

"It's all mountain roads, it's not easy to walk at night, let's make a fire on the spot, it will be a night on the carriage."

Mrs. Zhao felt guilty and said to Westwind: "I'm really sorry, I want the wronged girl to sleep in this wild place."

"It's okay, Madam, I usually catch demon on weekdays, and occasionally sleep in the wild." Xifeng came down from the car and ran to the wagon where Qingyuan sat, and flicked the curtain to see that there was only Qingyuan inside, "Xiaohuoyue'er What about? "

"It's getting dark, and they said they're looking for snacks."

"How long have you been?"

"It's an hour."

Xifeng looked at Qingyuan who was sitting upright in the car. Qingyuan, who was sitting alone in the car for an hour, suddenly felt uncomfortable. She reached out to him and said, "Come down, we are going to spend the night here. Zhao's servants have gone to collect firewood. Let's walk around to see if there is any game."

Qingyuan reached out and took her hand, and got off the car. He looked at the wilderness and wilderness. The mountains in the evening were already gloomy, and it was unclear to look at. He said: "It seems that Xiaohuo and Yue'er can be very full."

"Hush." ​​Xifeng motioned him not to say, "Don't let Mrs. Zhao hear them, these monsters dare not come, but mortals will be afraid when they hear them."

Everyone was looking for the flat ground near the mountain road. The place was not spacious. The surrounding bushes were messy. The people cleaned up a bit and burned the surroundings again, burning out the weeds. Zhao Fu was relieved and said: " Hurry up and start a campfire. "

It was midsummer. She was afraid that a snake would come over. When the next man made a deal and was going to call Xifeng, the next man said, "Go away with the son and say go hunting."

"Looking at Wen Jing, he has the courage to catch monsters and hunt." Mrs. Zhao asked again, "Can they have a fire?"

"Maybe not."

"Then how can they go ..."

Mrs. Zhao ’s worry is also a headache for Westwind. She is determined to take Qingyuan out of the car and walk away. There is still daylight when she enters the forest. When you walk inside, it will be dark.

It ’s not that there is no way to ignite, but if you are using power, you will find it by the evil people around you, and it will come to you, and it will make a noise and scare the people of Zhao House.

Because she couldn't see, she was stumbling. It was not so much that she was holding Qingyuan, it was better that Qingyuan was supporting her. It was estimated that she had fallen several times.

"West wind."

Qingyuan, who walked slowly with her, called her name, and Xifeng, who walked carefully, turned around and asked, "Huh?"

"Are you happy being a mortal?"

Westwind Microton: "Why do you ask?"

"Because mortals are fragile, easily injured, and hungry, they want to make money, and they can't see them at night. And ... mortals have a very short life span. In the past 100 years, will it be sad to watch their loved ones leave?"

Xifeng thought for a while and said, "This is a mortal. It is fragile and strong. The days always pass. In your eyes, mortals are not more than a hundred years of life, but for mortals, it is not long or short, at least every day is not Day after day. Happiness is a day, sickness is a day, day by day, a hundred years will pass. "

Qingyuan did n’t understand the mortal life where different things happen every day. He said in silence, "When the gods and demon war, I told them to come back together, but they didn't even bring back half of the soldiers. ... "

After so many years of war, so many people have died. Although a hundred thousand years have passed, he still can't let go. So he didn't understand mortals, why he watched his loved ones die one hundred years later, but still live happily and hard.

His tone was calm, but Xifeng knew he was not happy. When he is not happy, he always slows down his speech, every word is heavy, like he is pressing his heart. She asked: "Why do you want to fight the Devil Realm?"

"For self-preservation, for guarding the God Realm."

"Did you make it?"

Qingyuan was silent for a moment before saying: "Although God Realm suffered heavy casualties, it was indeed a win."

"Then your soldiers, I think, they will rest in peace. What they are most afraid of is probably that the war has not stopped. The two realms have calmed down the war, perhaps the best account for them, this is also the meaning of their struggle with the devil. "Xifeng said again," It is the same with mortals, even if life is hard, but as long as there is a little meaning in life, it will work hard to achieve its wish, but the most feared thing is that in the end, it has not done that exhausted life to do wish."

"Those‘ meanings' can make them lose their loved ones? "

"No." Xifeng said flatly, "It's just that mortals are different from gods and demons, and gods and demons are not easy to have children, but mortals can hold two for three years. Decades later, a relative departs, and other relatives support it Live for them. Even if there are no relatives, there are other meanings to live. "

She took a breath and followed him slowly in the forest where her fingers were out of sight. The evil people around her were hovering, and no one dared to come over.

She lowered her voice and said, "When my mother died in front of me, I didn't want to live anymore. It was a small fire that opened a blood road and took me away. It told me that my mother wanted me to live well. Although At the time, I did n’t know what I would do to survive, but my mother kept me alive, and I wanted to live alive, because if I died, she would be sad. "

The strength of holding the hand was a little heavier, holding it tightly, as if comforting her, afraid she would be sad.

Xifeng knew he didn't say anything, but he would comfort people better than anyone else. She smiled at him: "So you are the same, if your subordinates see you unhappy after 100,000 years, they will also be sad. What they want to see is that the two realms are too peaceful, not your guilt. "

The two have been walking in the forest for a long time. Although there is no morning sun, they can see each other clearly.

Qingyuan walked slowly, but he could feel that the west wind still walked cautiously, as if afraid of falling. He stopped and looked at her and said, "I carry you."

Xifeng, afraid of being choked to death, hummed: "Then you might as well hug me."

"Then I hold you."

The west wind hadn't responded yet, his hands stretched out, and his body was already suspended.

She instantly left the ground and lost her sense of security. She immediately reached out and grabbed, grabbing his clothes. Qingyuan hugged her firmly and looked at the girl in her arms. Her face was more rosy than before, and her eyes twinkled like a moon, winning a moon.

Westwind rested on his wide chest, unwilling to think about anything.

The pace was gentle, stepping on the dry dead wood on the ground, the sound of broken wood, knocking on the hearts of the two.

Thump, thump.

I don't know whose heart is beating.