Chapter 141 As soon as you enter the yellow spring, you are a ghost

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Unlike Longquanfang, which is full of wine, Anlefang is very quiet, just like its name, with a warm atmosphere.

Those who live in the workshop are all farmers hired by the rich families in Beijing. They open up fields here, cultivate melons, fruits, water and vegetables, and return to the quietness. However, if you really want to be happy, there are some difficulties.

Turning around a piece of manor, his eyes were all green fields and orchards. An Bochen subconsciously remembered the small mountain village that he had not been back for a long time, and his heart was slightly gloomy.

"Bochen, not far ahead is the pious mother-in-law's house."

Li Xiaoguan immediately hung his reeds and pointed to two or three mu of paddy fields and An Bochen in the distance, but he hesitated.

"Little official, won't you go there?"

An Bochen asked doubtfully, and saw Li Xiaoguan's cheeks were slightly red and he shook his head like a rattle.

An Bochen was stunned. On the way, Li Xiaoguan and An Bochen told a lot about the pious woman. Although it was also a hearsay of the little official, it was also true. Whenever the nervous and pious woman is mentioned, Li Xiaoguan will always grit his teeth and be a little afraid. An Bochen looked at the words, but he could also guess that it must be Li Xiaoguan who was dissatisfied with the daily chicken crowing to report the dawn. He came here to find faults, but he fell into a gray face.

An Bochen is not surprised. If he expected, the pious woman was changed by the dragon girl. Even if her cultivation is not as good as before, it is easy to cast a small spell to deal with the small official.

He appeared in Liujing about seven or eight years ago and fulfilled his divination with others. At that time, he became a guest of a distinguished official. However, when he was divination with a guest who claimed to be from Zhongdu, he said that his fate was shallow, and his life expectancy was only ten years old. The guest laughed and returned. As soon as he left, a Yulin army appeared on his back foot, smashed her stall and threw her into prison until half a month later.

Liu people don't know that the so-called Zhongdu guests are today's kings. They want to have fun, but they were defeated by the crow's mouth of the pious woman, and they were so angry.

After several old ministers' courting, she released the Qian Po-in-law, but since then, no one has dared to ask her for divination, and no one cares about business. She had to return to Anlefang to raise chickens and flowers since she opened a valley. Although she did not have the original scenery, she was safe.

After going down to Tian Mojian, An Bochen thought about what Li Xiaoguan had said all the way. Who knew whether it was true or false? Only she appeared in Liujing seven or eight years ago and was sure that it was correct.

Seven or eight years ago, that is, when he came from the prince's clothes, he was at the beginning of his head. They came to Da Kuang from Xuande Dongtian for nearly a hundred years. What they were doing seven or eight years ago? An Bochen didn't know, and he didn't need to know, but he appeared in Liujing at the same time seven years ago with the pious woman. May I ask how there is such a coincidence in the world? At the same time, the pious woman also planted daffodils all over the ground...

While thinking about it, An Bochen came to the flower field.

Narcissus is in full bloom, white and flawless, in sharp contrast to the surrounding melon field grain.

And before the flower field, there is a cabin with a circle of roosters lying in front of the house... They are all taking a nap.

An Bochen grew his mouth and looked at the wonder in front of him in surprise. At this moment, An Bochen saw a rope ring thrown out of the wooden house and accurately put on the neck of a rooster and pulled it into the room with a thorn.

The room is dark, faintly, and a swaying figure can be faintly seen.

An Bochen was curious and no longer hesitated. He strode to the room.

Just as he was two steps away from the wooden house, he suddenly felt something splashing out of the house, his neck was hot, and he reached out and touched it. An Bochen's heart tightened.

The hot ** at hand is very familiar, and the pungent smell of blood may never be forgotten by An Bochen... That pious woman is killing chickens!

There was a confusion in his mind. An Bochen wiped the chicken blood on his neck and stood at a loss.

"Chicken blood strengthens the yang and replenishes the deficiency. Don't waste it."

The dry voice sounded from the room. An Bochen was stunned, and then his face turned red. But before he continued to be shy, an old figure trembled out of the wooden house.

As soon as I stepped out of the darkness, I met the burning sunshine in the morning, but I quickly took it back. The old woman in a black cloak curled up at the threshold, avoiding the sunlight within reach, grinning her dry lips, narrowing her eyes and staring at An Bochen.

The pious woman seemed to smile, and her eyes were clear. The teeth in her mouth were neither yellow or black. They were missing or crippled. She couldn't bear to see it. She saw An Bochen shudder, cold from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.

Such an old woman who is enough to scare her children to cry in the first half of the year is a dragon girl?

For a moment, An Bochen became confused.

Everything about the dragon girl gathered today, all points to this pious woman who once calculated gossip for Liu Jun, but An Bochen doesn't want to believe in his heart that such a heinous old woman is the legendary dragon girl with ice and jade.

No matter what words you use, you can't describe her ugliness. Her eyes are bulging, her cheekbones are bulging, her lips are cracked and open, and her skin is like folds on the bark, waveless. Even if An Bochen has always been judging people by their appearance, he feels guilty at this time and wants to turn around and leave.

It was not easy to find the clue closest to the dragon girl. How could An Bochen easily give up, clenched his fist, and face the deep-intentional eyes of the devout woman. An Bochen resisted the disgust in his heart.

A teenager and a pious woman looked at each other quietly like this. If he was seen by Li Xiaoguan, he would definitely beat his chest and cry bitterly. Only An Bochen's taste changed again.

After watching it for a long time, An Bochen gradually got used to it. The old woman is ugly, but she is also a living person. What's so terrible?

"Sit down."

With a grin, the old woman whispered.

In the afterglow, An Bochen saw that there was an extra round pier behind him. The gold and jade carvings were engraved, gorgeous and exquisite, which can only be found in the palace.

He resisted the shock in his heart. An Bochen arched his hand and sat down, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

If she is really a dragon girl, why did she fall here? Mr. Zuo Xiangli is in Liujing. Only Moyunlou and Longquanjing have demon charms and can't enter. How can he not find the dragon girl under his eyes? But if not, why would she have appeared in Liujing seven years ago, planting daffodils all over the ground, faintly with a strong strange smell.

"For so many years, I finally met a person who saw me and didn't run away."

The old woman whispered that her voice was very hoarse, as if the bark was rubbing, and she could not hear any emotion.

"It's a pity that it's not you who should come..."

It seemed that she was afraid of the sun. The old woman looked at An Bochen carefully, but she always curled up behind the threshold and did not dare to step over the sun.

Hearing this, An Bochen was curious and hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who is the person who should come?"

"He is..."

The pious woman muttered that she was about to call out the name, and her expression suddenly changed. She opened her mouth and looked at An Bochen in surprise. Then she pinched in her hand and said something in her mouth. An Bochen frowned and looked at the crazy pious woman. She suddenly laughed loudly. In a blink of an eye, she cried again, tearing her heart, and heard An Bochen's eardrums shaking.

After a while, the pious woman suddenly stopped crying and stared at An Bochen with round eyes, as if she wanted to see through An Bochen.

There was an ominous feeling in his heart. The strong fear turned into a cold wind and swayed on An Bochen's back. An Bochen's heart tightened and he didn't want to stay here anymore.

At this moment, the pious woman suddenly opened her mouth.

"It's you, you killed him!"

The hoarse and cold voice came to An Bochen's ears, and An Bochen only felt that the pores of his whole body exploded and his head was hairy.

Staring coldly at An Bochen, the old pious woman's face was full of hatred and squeezed a sentence from her throat: "You killed the child of the Li family. You need to live for a life!"

Li's child... Li Lin... Is the person she is waiting for Li Lin?

An Bochen's heart was horrified. He thought of something vaguely, but he seemed to have entered a dead end, and the suspicion became complicated and confused again.

The only special thing about Li Lin is that he met a double-headed snake when he was a child and learned Lei Fa, but this is the plot of the two people. Why is he involved in the pious woman related to the dragon girl? Is it that this pious woman also belongs to the left side?

There was a mess in his mind. An Bochen vaguely guessed that the secret art taught by Li Zuo was related to the dragon girl, but Xiao Hou once said to him that it was either Zuo Xiang or Li Gongzi who killed Li Lin, in order to force him out his backhand. Since Li Zuo was still a snake, why did he kill him seven days ago?

Before An Bochen could clear his head, he heard the pious woman scream. In a blink of an eye, the sleeping roosters woke up one after another and fluttered their wings to An Bochen.

Unexpectedly, An Bochen was submerged by the chickens. He only felt that the chickens were pecking at him crazily. As soon as he wanted to break free, he felt that his body was light and floating in the air.

Opening his eyes, An Bochen was shocked, but he had come to another completely different place.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the grass is growing on the desolate field, and there is no one in the sky. Occasionally, a few green fires floated by. If you look closely, it turned out that a few tall people led a numb person with a rope to slowly walk forward, as if they were walking corpses.

Gradually, an incredible thought came to An Bochen's mind. Looking back, he saw Qian Po wrapped in a black robe, looking at him thoughtfully, and then threw a rope and unbiasedly fell into An Bochen's neck, just like her previous chicken.

"You are dead."

The pious woman said calmly.

"This is the city deer of Liujing. As soon as you enter the yellow spring, you are a ghost. You kill Li Lin and owe me a life. You can only exchange your life for your life."

After saying that, the godmother hung the rope on her shoulder and dragged An Bochen away.

Under the dark curtain, the long grass is stained with bottomless black, like an ocean, and waves swinging into the distance. An Bochen followed Qian's mother numbly, and only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her legs were like lead. She was dragged by her, walking corpses in the endless wilderness of hell.

I don't know how long it took. It was not until the gloomy temple appeared that An Bochen gradually regained consciousness.