It’s Not Easy Being a Master Chapter 34: Mysterious Songs

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"Where am I?" Jiu Mei felt a headache, recalling what happened before fainting, but could hardly remember anything. There was only a happy but frightening flute sound in my mind, which looped infinitely.

Getting up from the ground laboriously, Jiu Mei suddenly remembered that she seemed to be able to open her eyes, so she opened her eyes and looked up at the environment. Because when she woke up, the smell around her was already telling her that she had come to a strange place.

The purple sky, the gray-green grass, smell of blood everywhere. The scene here is easy to receive, and what she received made her feel an urge to cry, but she only vaguely remembered that she had only seen this place in a dream!

Jiumei pinched herself secretly. It hurts. It turned out that she was not dreaming.

There was a strange rubbing sound behind her, Jiu Mei turned around and saw a little girl who was as big as herself was engraving an ice sculpture intently. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old, her hands and feet. He leaned back with a bell and looked like he was dancing. After the little girl who was as old as herself finished carving, she didn't seem to see herself.

I saw that she took out a red fire-like skirt from the ring and sewed it on the ice sculpture. She was doing it like water and flowing water. It seemed that she had done it many times. Jiu Mei stood aside and looked at the ice sculpture, feeling as if she had seen it from somewhere, but couldn't remember the name.

The girl has been singing this euphemistic and beautiful ballad, but after listening to the lyrics:

Sister, sister, sister wears red makeup for you.

The other side flower is worn on the head, and the blood of the dead is used to trace the vermilion lips.

Three thousand sisters in the weak water go, and my sister wanders alone by the river.

Sister, sister, sister wears red shoes for you.

A dance of blood stuns the four people, and the sound of bells locks people's souls.

Kenai, the man asked for his father's life, and the younger sister died away.

Sister, sister, sister, red hair for you.

When my sister is unblocked and restored to prosperity, send your lover to sleep with you.

The blood of the enemy nurtures the other shore, and the flower blooms to attract the sister back.

After a while, the girl actually dyed the nails and hair of the ice sculpture with her own blood. Jiu Mei finally remembered who the girl had carved, and she lost her voice: "Blood Dream Dance! You carved it. It's Xuemengwu! Who are you? Why do you engrave the people I have dreamed of!"

The little girl in black turned her head to Jiu Mei and said, "Hush, don’t make a noise. This is where the demon world meets the underworld. You are a living person with a natural bone fragrance. Be careful when they get out of the river. Climb out and eat you!"

The wine charm suddenly froze there, feeling a wave of creeps.

Xue Qianhuan was very satisfied with Jiu Mei’s behavior. He grabbed a hanged ghost from the other side flower and stuffed it into the ice sculpture. He smiled and said, "Come on, do a dance. After the dance is done, I will help you vote for a rich man. ."

The ice sculpture nodded stiffly and began to move, but the ice sculpture was obviously not a rag doll. It started to shatter when jumping and jumping, and the facial features began to melt into the water, which seemed blurred, but it was still there. Jumping continuously, some very small skeletons began to come out of the ground and jump with the ice sculptures.

Xue Qianhuan giggled, and saw the ice sculpture jumped to his head and rolled off his head. The body was still dancing. Jiu Mei raised his hand in disgust and melted the weird ice sculpture.

Xue Qianhuan asked: "What's wrong? Don't you like it?" He grabbed the soul that ran out of the ice sculpture in his hand. Looking at Jiu Mei with a smile.

Jiu Mei looked at Xue Qianhuan, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and asked: "Who are you? Where are all my friends?"

Xue Qianhuan shook his head, smiled and tapped Jiu Mei’s head with his hand, and let Jiu Mei see what she did when she was unconscious, and Jiu Mei saw that she killed the face of the Queen King Kong friend Frightened, asked anxiously: "They...were scared by me, so don't you want me?"

"Yeah, when I passed by there, I happened to see that you were going to kill the group of people in the cave. Those people begged me to take you the monster away, or it would be better to kill you directly!" Xue Qianhuanyi Looking at Jiu Mei with a pity expression on his face, he smiled and said, "But you are so cute that I am reluctant to kill you. So, answer my three questions. If the answer is correct, I will put you back in the world, and the answer is wrong. Just stay with me for the rest of my life and be my doll!"

Jiumei didn’t speak, and didn’t even hear what Xue Qianhuan was saying, and the words before Xue Qianhuan echoed in her mind over and over again:

"You are going to kill those people in the cave."

"Take you monster away."

"It's better to kill you!"

"Monsters, monsters, monsters..."

Jiumei squatted on the ground with her ears covered and burst into tears. The yang energy belonging to the strange people attracted a large number of ghosts from the yellow spring like a tide to crawl out of the wine charm, Xue Qianhuan coldly snorted and exclaimed: "She is my baby, do you want to encroach on me!" "

Feeling the breath radiating from Xue Qianhuan's body, the big movie that the ghosts were afraid of returned to the yellow spring.

"Hey, do you want to die!" Xue Qianhuan pulled up Jiu Mei angrily and grinned his teeth: "If you want to die, don't die here! In case Gong Ning has figured it out, I will use him to treat you. Wouldn't it be a big loss for me to change it out!" Grasping the wine charm, he flashed back to the demon world.

In the Mozu imperial palace, Luo Ziyao was sitting in the hall reviewing important tasks, and a shadow fell silently from the top of the hall to the throne and knelt on one knee.

After a stick of incense, Luo Ziyao put down the brush and slowly said, "Shadow, what's the matter?"

"Wang, Princess Qianhuan entered the bedroom with Snow Wine Charm."

"Oh? When did it happen?" Luo Ziyao turned her seat to face the shadow.

"Noon."

Luo Ziyao held her cheeks and looked at the shadow. The light in her eyes turned slightly but she didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, her lips opened slightly, and she said: "Call Huan'er to come to me tonight, you can go. "

The shadow disappeared in place.

Luo Ziyao squinted her eyes lazily on the chair as if she was dozing off, but if Xue Qianhuan were here at this time, she would definitely understand that her mother was thinking about any idea.

Hey, don't cry, you answer my three questions and I will let you go back! "At this time, Xue Qianhuan started to feel a little irritable. When my sister was crying, I would also feel inexplicably irritable. Ouch, I would not lie to her if I knew it!

Jiumei was still very sad, but she calmed down slowly and asked with red eyes, "What's the problem?"

"First, you know who I engraved, how did you know?" Xue Qianhuan stared at Jiu Mei nervously.

Jiumei choked twice and said with red eyes: "In my dream, I dreamed of her, and there was a girl in blue. The girl in blue looks a little like you."

Is it really the reincarnation of my sister! Blue clothes, I only wear blue clothes in front of my sister! Because my sister doesn't like black! Xue Qianhuan felt his heart beating a little fast, and pulled Jiu Mei to another place, passing through the corridor full of ice crystals, Jiu Mei saw a huge ice wall in which a girl was frozen in it. Isn't it the Blood Dream Dance? Jiu Mei suddenly felt a pain in her head, and her breathing was unsteady.

Xue Qianhuan pointed to the purple-red bells on Mengwu's hands and feet and asked: "The second question, do you have any feelings for that bell?"

Jiumei had a splitting headache and shook his head and said: "No! No..."

Seeing that Jiu Mei had some reaction, Xue Qianhuan took Jiu Mei to the ice wall, pressed her against the ice wall, and asked again: "Do you feel it?"

Jiumei said laboriously: "Really no..." She rolled her eyes and fainted.

No...Xue Qianhuan looked at Jiu Mei with a bitter face, sighed and took Jiu Mei back to his room and put it on the small bed. Walked alone into a dark room and cried. But I don't know, at the moment Qian Huan turned around holding Jiu Mei, one of the bells on Meng Wu's wrist in the ice wall moved.

Sister, Mengwu, I miss you so much...