It was also many years ago that Xie Pian met a vernacular immortal.

At that time, he had just built a small hut with his own strength. Just as he stood below to admire the new house, suddenly, there was a small voice in the corner saying: "Your house will collapse after two months."

Shi Qingxuan: "What do you do?"

Thanks: "I didn't do anything. I said, After two months? It can stand still within seven days. Thats weird.

"..."

Huacheng smiled slightly, and then the smile faded.

The vernacular immortal hides in the dark, waiting to absorb the fear, irritability, and uneasiness of pity. However, it sucked the air for a long time, waiting for the pity to wash and sleep in the new house, and did not **** anything.

Although thankful did not see its true body, but also can feel that it is probably very angry.

Within a few days, the whole house was burned with a thunder and a night.

The vernacular immortal was quite happy. I probably felt that it was about the same as the collapse. The curse of it was fulfilled. This is always a matter of fear. However, it does not. It is also not sucking anything that can be abdomen. Of course, it was not reconciled, so it followed the pity and waited for the next happy event.

Who knows, this is half a year. During the past six months, there was no happy event in Xie Pity!

If you are an ordinary person, you will give up. However, there is another characteristic of the vernacular immortal, that is, love and death, and a person who is eyeing a person is going to die, so he has been hungry for half a year. Finally, the opportunity has finally arrived.

One day, Xie pity broke into a large amount of money, and made a small windfall. The vernacular fairy music is broken, and after so long, it immediately makes all the stops, bursting out a long series of thankful and rich money, eating, drinking, gambling, dyeing a wonderful life, ill and a debt, and cursing again and again. Thanks for the money, while listening to the gusto. After listening to it, I still slept, and the vernacular immortal still did not **** anything.

On the night of the night, the pitiful pile of pity broke out.

After the fire was extinguished, the black-gray thankful prayed to the vernacular immortal: "Its a pity. Its all burned out, and one child is gone. The drunken dreams that you said last night, the emptiness of the world, I still have one I have never experienced it. I think that you are very interesting, otherwise you will say it again."

So three or four times down, later, thank you even will take the initiative to ask it, do you have anything to say? Do you want to say a few words? The vernacular immortal finally couldnt stand it anymore, it ran away.

For the vernacular immortals, it is extremely unfriendly to pray for such blasphemy. Either he has no happy events, waits for years, or he is accustomed to all bad luck, without any fear and uneasiness; and his luck is beyond the imagination of the vernacular immortals, so their curses are not painful for thankfulness. Its a blessing or a daydream.

In short, since then, thankfulness has been insulated from the vernacular immortals. He even had a little doubt, was it that the vernacular immortal escaped to his own ethnic group and publicized how bad he was.

Hearing here, Shi Qingxuan did not hold it and stunned. Huacheng whispered: "Is it funny?"

Shi Qingxuan also knew it was wrong, and immediately it was right, and he said: "I can't help it, Prince Edward." Xie politely said: "Nothing. Anyway, I also find it very interesting."

He concludes: "The vernacular immortal is to draw mana from the heart of human fear, and then use this mana to make the prophecy come true, and then make new prophecies. This cycle, until a person is completely beaten and his heart is ashamed. Therefore, the more you are not strong, the more you lose; the more you have, the more you are afraid of losing."

After a pause, he reminded: "Is the believer of the Wind Master receiving such a pledge, asking for help? You are Fengshen, this thing is not within your jurisdiction. If you receive it, you can hand it over to Valkyrie. ""

Shi Qingxuan said: "Its not the believers who met, it was my own encounter."

This time, thank you is even more strange: "What do you encounter yourself? The vernacular immortals should generally not dare to provoke the priests. Even if they are provoked, they should not be afraid of them."

Shi Qingxuan sighed: "If I meet after I fly, it is not enough to worry about it, but... this is a long story."

It is said that hundreds of years ago, when Feng Shui Second Division was a man, he was born in the home of the wealthy merchants.

Shi Qingxuan was the second son. When he was born, his family rejoiced. For this reason, he took the name of the milk, "Xuan", and spread the porridge, and he did good deeds. At that time, a fortune teller drank porridge, saw the baby in the scorpion, asked the birth of the character, said something like this:

"Eat the porridge of your family, I said something. Your son, although the life is good, but it is hard to say. If you want to save, you must try to keep a low profile. Don't let him develop a savvy temper from childhood, and let him not show his limelight. If you live in a muffled voice, you can live a safe life. Never give him a happy event, it will attract bad things."

This is too bad to hear, just like the vernacular immortal. The teacher's family is also a merchant's family. They are extraordinarily heavy. When they pull down their faces and take people away, his words are naturally unreliable. After a few days, they will also open a banquet for Shi Qingxuan, and the lights will be smashed.

However, at the banquet, just as everyone was happy to drink, and they sang a message to the second son of the teacher in the village, they heard a voice from the underground and sang: "No good beginning, no good end!"

The voice came from under the ground, overshadowed the voices of all the other people present, and scared everyone.

The banquet was scattered, and the same day, the babys teacher Qing Xuan launched a fever, crying, how can I not retreat, but also vomiting bitter water, the whole family flies. The teacher remembered the fortune teller who said that the strange words were driven away. He was busy looking around and invited people back. The fortune teller said: "Let you not be arrogant, you must not listen. This time the child hit the real fairy, this life will have endless troubles. This fever is not a big deal, it will soon retreat. But this Its just a meeting!

The thing that hits it is naturally a vernacular immortal. However, this is not a plain vernacular immortal who can easily run away, but a vernacular immortal with the oldest and highest ranks. Where is it high? Not a wedding feast, you can also cry. Therefore, it is called "the vernacular true fairy."

This "true fairy" can be said to be three years without opening, and open for three years. The eyes are sinister, the people who are entangled, all of them are big and big, the legendary big man. Some people have defeated it, but they have also spent a lifetime with it, supplying it with many ingredients; some people have lost it, and it has become a part of its source of mana. Thousands of years have accumulated and the foundation is deep. Nowadays, it has been resting for more than 100 years. If you count the days, you should move out. This time, you must take a big meal. The teacher Qing Xuan, who was born at this time, was very appetizing for his appetite. Although the little baby at the moment can't understand even if he hears its prophecy, the little baby will always grow up, and one day he will understand, and one day he will know the fear. Moreover, this fear buried from a young age will be deeply rooted in the heart and lingering.

Fortunately, this kind of strangeness often has a rib, and the way of thinking about things is very strange. It is different from ordinary people. So, the fortune teller thought of a way to lie to it: let the teacher send the teacher Qingxuan out first, and give it away. Then, the son changed his appearance, and the fake baby girl was sent back. He said that he was a foster daughter who was picked up from the outside, so that the whole family would manage the son to be a young lady, and he would be a girl from childhood. As long as the vernacular is really unable to find the baby boy that was originally set, for a long time, I may not remember who he was picking.

In this way, Shi Qingxuan is safe and has nothing to grow up to ten years old.

In the past ten years, the original wealthy family has gradually declined. The parents of the second division passed away, and the family was intrigued and vying for property. The teacher was too annoyed, so when he was sixteen years old, Shi Qingxuan, who was a few years younger than him, left home.

The two brothers lived together, and the teacher did not go to the mountain to practice the practice, and the younger brother was fostered in the small town below. He practiced training very late, and only went down the mountain in the evening. There is no food on the mountain, and I can go home to eat at night. One night, Shi Wudu and others had a fascination and forgot the hour. Shi Qingxuan waited for a long time and didn't wait for his brother to come back. He worried that he had no food and was hungry, and he decided to send the meal up the mountain.

At that time, Shi Qing Xuan was still a child, he would not walk the mountain road, and he was dark in the night. He took the rice box for a long time and waited for an emergency. Anxious, I took off my skirt on the side of the mountain. At this time, a black shadow came from the front of the mountain road and asked: "Is the mysterious child in front?"

Shi Qingxuan listened to someone calling him a name, thinking that his brother called to pick up his own person, and quickly put the skirt down again, said: "I am!"

The strange voice asked again: "Your birthday is a character, but some time of the month of a certain month?"

Shi Qingxuan is even more curious. Why did Qi Qi suddenly ask for the birth of the character, the second Qi this person said that it is not bad, it should be: "Yes! How do you know? Who are you? Do you know my brother?"

The voice did not answer, and finally said: "Come here, let me see your face."

This is the tone of the order. At this point, Shi Qingxuan finally felt that something was wrong.

He held the box for the meal and ran away. Running and running, I heard the wind blowing over the back of the body, laughing and laughing, it was that the thing was chasing behind, and said: "You are about to fall!"

Shi Qing Xuan soul flies and scatters. When he says "pour", he falls down and broke the rice box. The rice is scattered. When the thing was about to be thrown up, the division did not arrive.

When the people came, the vernacular true fairy disappeared. The teacher did not get up and picked up the younger brother who was covered in blood and rice. Both brothers were shocked.

Still find it!

After being hiding for so many years, the vernacular true immortal tasted the first sweetness, and since then it has been timed to appear, once and for all. This thing is too powerful, the family of the teacher has been paralyzed, and the Taoist Master who can be invited by the teacher has no way, and is unable to roar the million merits and directly convey his voice to the sky. Although it has not been to the life of the teacher, but the two brothers know that this thing is just waiting for fattening and then killing. Just gently hit you a few small slaps at the moment, reminding you to be afraid of it, one day you have to come big. This is like a hunter. Don't give a prey to the prey, but you have to rub a few arrows to teach the prey to the extreme, and it feeds on it.

Its like a late arrival.

Fortunately, the turnaround is finally here. After several years of painstaking repairs, the division did not fly.

As soon as he soared, he immediately referred Shi Qingxuan to Zhongtian Ting, and majestic Tiandi Dibao. After a few years, Shi Qingxuan also rose smoothly. The vernacular is really fairy, and it has disappeared since then.

Shi Qingxuan took it for granted that it finally gave up and retired. However, this seems to be just that he wants to be beautiful.

A few days ago, he found a large group of friends to drink alcohol. When he was drunk, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear: "You never want to see your brother again!"

The voice is very familiar. In the days when he was ten years old, he could hear this sound almost once or twice a year. The fear of it has already been carved into the bone marrow. It is a fried thunder in his ear. Shi Qingxuan instantly woke up with the wine, and was scared to run to the hustle and bustle of the night. He saw the teachers martial arts and the spirits and they gathered, which set the mind.

Afterwards, he wondered if the voice would be his own auditory hallucination. After all, the shadows that have been planted too deeply by this thing have never been before. But after thinking about it, I still felt a little worried. I pulled the instrument and asked for the pity. I didnt expect it to hit the flower city in the Bodhisattva. It was really narrow.

After listening to it, thank you: "So, the Fengshi adults you encountered, and what I encountered are not a level at all." Thinking for a moment, and asked Huacheng, "Sanlang, you can see the vernacular Really immortal?"

Huacheng played with a chopstick in his hand and said, "Well? I have never seen it before. But I have seen people I know."

Who is this "knowing person", although she is curious, but she did not ask much, she only said: "How high is it? Is it really powerful?"

Huacheng lost the chopsticks and slowly said: "High."

Wen Yan, the look of Shi Qingxuan and Ming Yi are more and more dignified. Huacheng said again: "It is different from the average Xiaoyan, and it is really difficult to deal with."

Although he said "difficult to deal with", he still looks as usual, as if he is just a guest. However, it is extremely difficult to get the evaluation of Huacheng. Thanks to pity: "The wind master, it seems that the problem is not small. Why don't you tell the Navy master?"

Shi Qingxuan waved: "No, no. You know, my brother is going to rob him. If he is going to fight the vernacular in this festival, what should I do? I have to keep it secret. Others know. I have not told the priests who have made good friends with me."

A priest is not only able to spend a lifetime in a lifetime. The more days you spend, the higher the realm, the more stable your position, and the stronger your mana. Shi Wudu is a priest who has two days of robbing, and Xie Pity has also vaguely heard in the chatter of the Psychic Array. He is now waiting for the third. If distracted, it is really unfavorable. The failure of the robbery, how to say it is also to fall into the realm.