Floating clouds

Chapter 2 Who is the fish?

The snowy day is especially dark early. When Qingsong hastily prepared dinner, the sky was completely dark, and the cold wind howled and shuttled outside, becoming a different world from the inside.

Lin Xinglu ate a bowl of rice porridge with sugar in a nervous mood, and then fed Lin Mingqi porridge. He was sitting like a javelin. Still generally calm in the Jinxiu pile.

If it weren't for his pale face and unsteady mind, no one would have been able to see what he had gone through.

Chonghui looked at him, sat up straight unconsciously, and imitated him to sip the porridge.

He didn't finish his bowl of porridge, the door of the room was pushed open with a 'squeak' sound, and a gust of cold wind swept in the snow taking the opportunity, blowing sparks in the brazier 'crackling', breaking the tranquility of this place.

Everyone looked up, and the fire in the house faintly shone at the door. A man in black was standing there. His whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and only a pair of slender eyes were exposed. The eyeballs were extremely small and the whites of the eyes It occupies most of the eyes, and his body is also slender, like a poisonous snake. There is something wriggling under the robe, and the wind and snow blow his robe and make a sound, sending a fishy smell into the house, calling People fear and loathe.

Qingsong's pupils shrank suddenly, he was still sitting and drinking porridge, but the arms under the Taoist robe seemed to be swollen, every muscle and every bone in his body was on guard.

Lin Xinglu grabbed Lin Mingqi's little hand to make her less afraid, and the other hand was suddenly grabbed by a wet hand. He turned his head and saw that it was Chonghui, who was a head shorter than him, and was watching intently. Looking forward, the whole person involuntarily stuck into Lin Xinglu.

The air seemed to be stagnant, with the oppressive feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

"Daoist Qingsong, long time no see." The man in black said, his voice was like a broken gong, and it was not loud at all.

The pine-grey eyeballs moved, and he remained silent.

When people don't know how to answer, silence is the best answer.

"Have you forgotten me?" This originally affectionate sentence came out of his mouth. It was no longer the sound of breaking gongs. In just six words, the voices of men, women and children scrambled to cover his mouth and nose. It came out from under the black cloth, which was creepy.

He unbuttoned the cloak on his body, revealing the clothes that were still black inside. Suddenly, a dense fog emerged from his chest under the clothes, forming faces one by one, all of which were the same, gray and empty, full of resentment, and screaming like ghosts He hurried towards the house.

"Ah!" Lin Mingqi and Chonghui both exclaimed briefly, and took Lin Xinglu back a step.

Qingsong finally stood up, his gray eyes brightened in an instant, his back was straight, and the wind blew his Taoist robe, turning him into another person.

He didn't know when he had a sword in his hand. The sword was sharp, fast and fast. He waved his hand and slashed at the ghost faces. A dazzling sword light flashed and swung the ghost faces outside the door.

Lin Xinglu watched carefully, and it was the first time that he knew that the swordsmanship he often practiced was so powerful.

"It turned out to be the 'thousand-faced demon' Tong Bei." Qingsong sneered: "You are not in Dry Sea, and you came all the way to the Central Plains to find me, not to reminisce about the old days."

"You should know what I want. If you are sensible, give it to me quickly, so that you can have a good death." Seeing that he recognized her, Tong Bei bullied him a little more.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Qingsong was not afraid at all, and the tip of the sword reached Tong Bei's heart.

Tong Bei let out a terrifying laugh, shrill and sharp: "If it weren't for the fact that a thousand of my wraiths recognize you, I also feel that I have made a mistake. I didn't expect that the famous Qingsong, which was once famous in Fuyunxu, would seal the aura. I have been hiding in the Central Plains for so long, it seems that you have not figured out the secret of the Peeping Sky Stone, and you still can't figure it out after holding it for so many years, so you better give it to me, a smart person."

"I don't understand a word of what you said, if you want to hit, just hit, what are you talking about." Qingsong sword flower has already attacked him, the room is narrow, Tong Bei jumped back, and has already left the door,

The moon is dark and the wind is high outside the house, which is suitable for them to show their talents.

Qingsong flew after him, and with a 'click' sound, the door was shut, locking the three of them inside.

"Master!" Chonghui yelled, but Lin Xinglu grabbed his hand. There was the sound of trees falling outside. Someone knocked down the sycamore tree in the yard. With a bang, the statue of Sanqing It was smashed to pieces.

Chonghui's hands trembled, and he broke away from Lin Xinglu and wanted to see what happened.

"Are you going to make trouble?" Lin Xinglu grabbed him, put him and Lin Mingqi together, opened a crack in the door, and looked outside.

"Brother Chonghui, don't be afraid." Lin Mingqi followed Lin Xinglu's example, holding Chonghui's hand, Chonghui bit his lip, at a loss.

He was born with nature, and it was hard for him to be raised by Qingsong as a master for two years. He has not yet learned Lin Xinglu's unruffled demeanor, and he is about to face such a terrifying night. Learn a little courage from the cute and soft little sister.

Lin Xinglu didn't appreciate the reunion mood. He looked out from the crack of the door. Outside, there was a bloody storm and a ghostly atmosphere. The incense burner in front of the Sanqing statue rolled all over the ground, lit the plane tree, and ignited a raging fire. The ground burned to the sky, dyeing the night sky red, except for the room where Lin Xinglu and the three were staying.

In the flames, the two figures faced each other. Jian Guang jumped from the side of the plane tree to the mid-air, so fast that people couldn't see clearly. The two fought with hundreds of moves. The chain rose from Tong Bei's body, a huge black mist appeared in the iron chain in the flames, and gradually turned into a head with a big roof, blue-faced fangs, a ferocious face and a bloody mouth, scaring Lin Xinglu back suddenly , fell to the ground.

"What's going on outside?" Zhonghui let go of Lin Mingqi's hand, ran to the door, glanced out through the crack of the door, and slammed the door shut.

"What... is this..." He trembled, not knowing whether he was asking Lin Xinglu or talking to himself.

"Brother, what's going on outside?" Lin Mingqi asked cautiously.

Before Lin Xinglu had time to comfort her, the house they were in began to crumble. An evil wind lifted the roof, and everything was blown up and down. The beam of the house fell and was about to hit them. A sword energy was swept into the evil wind and knocked out the fallen beam for more than ten feet.

Lin Xinglu looked at Fangliang and broke out in a cold sweat. Lin Mingqi looked at an unknown object in midair, and was so frightened that he lost his words.

Surrounding them was the cold wind blowing wildly, snowflakes were dancing, and in front of them was the flames soaring into the sky, and the heat was steaming. The huge monster in mid-air was dripping with saliva, its eyes were scarlet, and it slowly opened its mouth.

"Sky peeping stone! Where is it!"

This voice was completely different from Tong Bei's voice, but it expressed the same thoughts as Tong Bei's. It resounded through the sky and knocked down the dragon bell in the capital that had become a city of blood.