Chapter 14 Mist Lock Demon Pill

Author: Yue Izumo

Chapter 14 Mist Lock Demon Pill

Even though it was spring and the flowers were blooming, the water in the pond was still bone-chilling at night.

Hua Jiao wore water-proof beads on her body in advance, which slightly dissipated the chill of the water, but she didn't feel unbearable. After entering the water, she remained motionless and allowed her body to slowly dive to the bottom of the water.

It was so dark under the water that nothing could be seen clearly.

Huajiao originally wanted to summon the fire from his fingertips, but before he could cast the spell, there was a vague light that seemed to be non-existent, emanating from the bottom of the pool.

With the faint light, she discovered that the water in the pool was divided into two layers, the upper part was dark and the lower part was bright.

The upper layer was filled with thick black mist, as if someone had dropped ink in the water. The clouds of ink spread out, forming a thick black mist, which completely blocked the light at the bottom of the pool, and not a trace could penetrate the water.

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The water on the lower level is a soft green due to the bright light from the bottom of the pool.

At this time, she had sunk to the junction of light and dark in the pool.

Huajiao stretched out her arms to paddle through the water and swam toward the bright light, hoping to see what was coming from it. As she swam, the black mist that filled the upper layer suddenly gathered toward the bottom of the water, as if frightened.

The light at the bottom of the pool suddenly went out, and the bottom of the water fell into darkness for an instant.

She drew a corner and cast a spell, and a bright light suddenly appeared on her fingertips. She flicked it lightly, and the light turned into dots of fireflies and scattered into the water.

I saw the dark cloud-like mist condensed into a human face, holding a bead as big as a dove egg in its mouth. The misty face took in and out of breath, and the beads jumped up and down with the breath.

Beads shrouded in black mist are like insects stuck in spider webs. No matter how hard they struggle, they cannot escape the shackles of the black mist.

The moment the yinghuo lit up, the foggy face turned to the corner of the painting, opened its mouth, and spit out the beads. In an instant, they gathered into a ball and rushed toward the corner of the painting like lightning.

Huajiao's hidden demon-suppressing sword felt the attack of the monster and let out a trembling cry. Today she was just here to find out the details of the monster. Moreover, Huajiao realized that the black mist was not the entity of the monster, so she did not use the demon-suppressing sword.

Wings, but dodged to avoid it.

The mist brushed the corner of the painting and passed by. He probably sensed the demonic aura on her body and thought she was the same kind. He did not attack her again, but overflowed the water and disappeared in an instant.

The bead spit out by the black mist was floating in the water, its luster was slightly darker than before, but it was actually a demon pill.

Since the entity of the mist is not here, this demon pill must not belong to it.

At this time, the water rippled and a woman in pink clothes appeared in the water. She stretched out her hand to scoop up the demon pill and swallowed it in her mouth.

She turned around, stared up at the corner of the painting, and asked, "Are you new here?"

The corner of the painting parted the green water waves, and in an instant he was in front of her, smiling lightly: "Are you the lotus demon in this pool?"

The woman in front of her was wearing a pink shirt and skirt, and a thin silk shawl on her arm was dragging and fluttering in the water. There was a pink lotus hairpin on her high bun, and the petals were hanging down, as if unable to bloom. Her face was skinny and skinny.

His head and lips were pale, with only one pair of eyes that shimmered and had some remaining charm.

When she stretched out her hand, her long sleeves fell down, revealing her bony wrists, which were so thin that they could break with a single effort.

The Leopard Demon once said that the Lotus Demon in this pond was about to die, and it seemed that he was not lying.

The lotus demon was a little frightened and said anxiously: "I am the pink lotus in this pond. Just call me Yinghe. But how come you are at the bottom of the pond? Is it... Liu Kui sent you here?"

But you want me to accompany the guests?"

Huajiao shook his head and said no: "I came here to visit you. What kind of demon was that black mist just now? Why was your demon pill being played with by it?"

Yinghe was obviously relieved when she heard that she was not asked to accompany the guests. However, when Huajiao asked about Heimu, she shook her head and said she didn't know.

"I don't know what kind of monster it is..." Ying He said quietly, breathing lightly, so weak that he almost didn't have the strength to speak.

"Does it come every night?"

Yinghe nodded, then shook his head: "No, this... is my first time here tonight. If you hadn't come, I might... might not have survived."

She seemed to remember something, looked at the corner of the painting and begged: "Don't tell Liu Kui what happened tonight, he... he will beat me to death."

The demonic power that Yinghe had practiced for many years was all in the demonic elixir, and the black mist just now was obviously absorbing the demonic power from her demonic elixir. Looking at Yinghe's appearance like a candle in the wind, she was afraid that her years of cultivation had been almost destroyed.

The leopard demon said that there were only three demons in Yaoliang Pavilion, so it seemed that the black mist was driven by that demon. It was indeed an extremely ferocious demon.

"Besides you and the leopard demon in Yaoliang Pavilion, do you know what the other demon is?"

Yinghe whispered: "It's a white crane demon."

White Crane Demon?

"It has absorbed most of your demonic power, and I'm afraid you won't die soon."

After all, Hua Jiao is a demon subduer and doesn't care about the life or death of demons.

Sooner or later, she will surrender the three demons of Yao Liang Pavilion. However, since the White Crane Demon has absorbed the demonic power of the He Demon, its demonic power will skyrocket, making it difficult to capture them.

Yinghe was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and after a moment he shook his head and said feebly: "I didn't grow up here originally. I was dug up by Liu Kui and transplanted my spiritual roots. In the past few years, my spiritual roots have been damaged, and I was originally the same."

I’m about to die.”

Huajiao frowned: "The spiritual root you are talking about..."

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the bottom of the pond, only to see that the mud had been turned over, and a few lotus roots that should have been buried at the bottom of the mud were placed on a wide blue stone at the bottom of the pond.

This is the spiritual root of He Yao.

However, lotus roots are only ripe for picking in September and October. Are these lotus roots ripe in spring?

"Whenever distinguished guests come to the pavilion, the Yaoliang Pavilion will serve lotus root slices and soft pork soup. My lotus roots are different from ordinary lotus roots, more tender, sweet and crispy. Therefore, even if there are guests who want to taste it in winter, Liu Kui will also order me to bloom and bear fruit in winter.

Lotus root." Yinghe saw the lotus root in the corner of the painting and explained, "This is what Liu Kui wants. I dug it out in advance and waited for him to come and get it."

Hua Jiao glanced at the bottom of the pool and then at Ying He.

There were only a dozen lotus stems left in the water. It seems that she was so weak because Liu Kui allowed her to bloom and produce lotus roots regardless of the season.

Huajiao stretched out his hand and took back the fireflies scattered on the bottom of the pool to his fingertips.

At this time, I felt that the water in the pool seemed to be stirred by something, and the water began to whirlpool. Then, Liu Kui's voice came from above: "He Yao, a distinguished guest has called you, come up quickly."

Ying He's face was pale and her body was shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind.

She glanced at the corner of the painting in horror and said: "I...I'm like this now. I haven't been with a guest for many days. Why are you asking me to go again tonight? Do you know who the distinguished guest is, is it Liang Ao?"

Huajiao shook his head: "I don't know Liang Ao, so I don't know if it's him. Was he a regular customer of yours before?"

"Liang Ao is the fourth prince of the family of the Minister of Rites." Yinghe said, "He used to come here often."

"I only know that one is Zhou Sheng, and Lian Qiu's mother doesn't even know who the other one is."

When Yinghe heard that he came with Zhou Sheng, his body trembled even more violently. When he heard that Qiuniang didn't recognize him, his expression softened a little.

At this time, there was another stir on the water surface, and it was obvious that Liu Kui couldn't wait any longer.

Yinghe dived to the bottom of the water, hugged a few lotus roots, and floated to the surface.

Huajiao suddenly grabbed He Yao's sleeve and said, "Please don't tell Liu Kui about my coming here to see you tonight, otherwise..."

"I know he will hit you too, but I won't tell you." After Yinghe finished speaking, he floated up.

Hua Jiao's guess was right just now. Zhou Sheng and the young man in white were really going to summon all the demons from Yaoliang Pavilion. Even the He demons were like this, and they were not willing to let them go.

I don’t know if the lotus roots of the lotus that have turned into monsters will eat people to death. They are also delicious, but if the monster energy enters my stomach, I am afraid that I will have a hard time.

Huajiaofu talked for a few words until there was no more movement above, and then he swam to the surface.

I saw that because of Yinghe's departure, the lotus leaves floating on the water curled up, and a few pink lotuses also withered.

Huajiao took advantage of Liu Kui's absence and went to the darkroom, but did not find the crane demon.

Obviously, the crane demon does not live in the dark room, but it can turn spiritual consciousness into black mist, bypass Liu Kui's formation, and sneak into the bottom of the pool.

Although Liu Kui's formation is a bit ordinary, the monsters that can break this formation should not be underestimated.

***

The third watch drum sounded, and the lights on the pavilion in the front yard were extinguished one after another.

The night was dark and dew heavy, and the whole garden became colder and colder.

Huajiao arrived at Zhenxing Tower in the dark.

The night was dark, with only the lanterns in the front eaves of the Zhenxing Building emitting a faint light.

I saw a group of people walking out of the building, led by the young man in white and Zhou Sheng, followed by the two guards.

These two people came out very quickly. Could it be that they were frightened by the appearance of He Yao?

Huajiao spit out the red bead that exuded evil spirit, put it away, held his breath and hid behind a rockery.

After a while, I saw a light coming slowly.

Looking out from the corner of the painting, he saw the guard in black walking in front, holding a palace lantern in his hand. The young man in white on Jiu Mian Mountain now put on his curtain hat again, and the long veil covered his eyes.

face.

Zhou Sheng, who was following him, asked in a low voice: "Supervisor Yu, will I still bring you here tomorrow night?"

"No need, I have been introduced by you tonight, I will do it myself tomorrow night."

While talking, several people walked around the rockery and along the flower path.

If you haven’t had enough fun tonight, will you come again tomorrow night?

Supervisor Yu?

What kind of official is Du Jian? Hua Jiao has never heard of it before, but judging from Zhou Sheng's respectful attitude towards him, it is obvious that the official position is not small.

The surname was Yu. She counted the families in Lan'an with her hands. She had never heard of anyone with the surname Yu. Could it be that they were the new rich in the court?

However, now that we know the name Yu Dujian, it will be much easier to find out his identity.

Huajiao was huddled behind the rockery, thinking wildly, when suddenly the contact charm he carried with him ignited.

Someone is knocking on the door of her room.

Dear friends, happy Laba Festival.
Chapter completed!