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Wandering Scholar of the Hidden Realm

"What is this place?" "Perhaps... it's the River of Forgetfulness..." "Who are you?" "I am Impermanence..." "I have never heard of Impermanence in this world." "From now on... I am." Passing the River of Forgetfulness, thoughts linger on the other shore. Obtained among the living, also returned to the living. Su Mo woke up not as his past self, entered the capital for the imperial examination, and unexpectedly entered the realm of immortals, gaining the power of traversing the realms. With the power of traversing the realms, he laid out his path to immortality. However, Su Mo cannot see clearly the truth of this world..."

LomNinetyeight · Fantasy
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125 Chs

Dance with Ghosts.

The three building bases have not been under the underground palace just now, and they do not know the big evil things underground. I just feel that there is something wrong with this seemingly mortal person in front of me, but I can't say what is wrong.

Su Mo cried and laughed for a while, gradually slowed down, and became sad and deep.

"Since my brother promised to take you home, he will take you home." No one can stop..."

Su Mo looked up and looked at the three black robed people who blocked their way, looking calm.

"Nothing can stop..."

The black robe man who spoke looked at Su Mo crazy, could not bear it anymore, and rushed up with his sword.

Sword light cold awn light, straight stab to Su Mo's chest.

Su Mo frowned and seemed unhappy. He was holding the little girl in his arms... And this man is stabbing himself with a sword.

Su Mo is not happy, a quiet breath from the body spread.

This invisible breath wrapped around the black robed man straight forward, through the black robed man's nostrils, ears, mouth, eyes, and even pores into the black robed man's body.

The black robe man suddenly felt a cold, a cool from head to foot.

And the movement of the black robe people also gradually slowed down, when the sword tip was about to touch the arms of Su Mo, but could not move.

The man in black was horrified to discover that he could no longer control his body...

Unease and fear filled his heart. He had never seen anything so strange.

The two black robed men on the side also found something wrong and took a few steps back sharply.

They saw that the black-robed man who had rushed towards Sumo was aging at a rate visible to the naked eye...

"Look at...." Su Mo grinned, "I just want to take you home, they will certainly not refuse."

"Why did they refuse? It's none of their business that I take you home, is it?"

Su Mo reached out and gently slapped the little girl's back, calming the little girl's mood.

But this action in the eyes of others present is like seeing a ghost, all looked at Su Mo's action in horror.

The three men in black robes also remembered what the monk and the Taoist priest had just said.

The Great evil...

The evil...

The three men fell like ice, their hearts chilled.

Su Mo's mood was extremely unstable, and she cried again as she said it: "It has nothing to do with them, why do they refuse it?"

"Unless..."

'They're going to leave us here! It is... They want to keep us, of course."

"But..." Su Mo shed tears and looked sad, "Brother promised to take you home."

The little girl raised her head and wiped away Su Mo's tears with her young hands, and some poor and very sensible said: "Brother does not cry, if they do not let us go, then we will not go." Brother does not cry, Tong Tong is not afraid... Tong Tong really is not afraid... Brother doesn't cry!"

She did not want her brother to cry, and the way he cried was equally helpless.

"Good boy, brother don't cry..." Su Mo grabbed the little girl's tender little hands, put the little girl's head back in his arms, "Let my brother think of a way, my brother must take you home."

"Can children sing children's songs?" Su Mo bowed his head and mused for a moment, like what to think, suddenly smiled strangely, gently swaying his arms.

'Yes! The ghost of the little girl in her arms nodded.

"That..." Su Mo thought about it and said, "Tong Tong sing a children's song for you, maybe they think it's good.... He sent us home as soon as he was happy."

"Will it?" Childlike innocence asked.

'It will! Su Mo smiled positively.

"Um..." Tong Tong also thought about it, "The child sing a" three-character classic ", mother taught me..."

"Ok..." Su Mo held the little girl gently swaying, acting strangely.

Several people present are all frightened, including one side of the gold bowl in the wisdom Xuan and shepherd de two people.

At this moment, the attention of three black robe people is completely not wisdom Xuan and shepherd de here, they two people can completely out of the gold bowl quickly escape.

However, the strange atmosphere at the scene makes two people have no courage to escape.

There seems to be a little security in the golden bowl...

"From the beginning, man's nature is good.

Similar in nature, practice apart.

If not taught, sex is changed.

The way to teach is to specialize at..."

A "Three-character classic" was sung in the mouth of the little girl, the voice is young, the singing is happy, is a nursery rhyme of edutainment.

As Tong Tong's song sounded, Su Mo slowly moved.....

Holding the ghost of the child gently swaying, gradually shook into a dance, strange dancing, unusually strange...

And at this time, the other two black robe people found that they did not know when they could not move, looking at the strange dance in horror, self-amused Su Mo...

Su Mo dancing, around the presence of the three black robe people shaking head swaying, but tightly holding the arms of the poor ghost.

The courtyard... Su Mo disorderly dance, three black robe building base all stiff and unable to move, one side of the gold pot hiding two shivering people, lying on the ground a body, and Su Mo behind the house light dim blood filled.

The situation in the courtyard at the moment is extremely strange.

Night, rain, cool wind... In the dim candlelight, Su Mo was dancing gently in the rain with her arms.

A death song, interwoven with the night's monstrous blood and gas, scared to death...

"Once upon a time, my mother chose a neighborhood.

If the child does not learn, the order is broken.

Dou Yanshan, you have a righteous side.

Teach the fifth son, all famous.

Raise or not teach, father's fault.

Teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

The son does not learn, is not appropriate.

You can't learn when you're young.

A rough rod makes a rough rod.

A man who does not learn knows nothing.

For the Son of man, he is young.

Relatives, teachers and friends, learn etiquette..."

The singing went on, and so did the strange dance steps...

The black-robed man with the sword was now rigid and unable to move. Cold all over, a very strange breath walking in the body, the breath in the continuous swallowing of their own vitality.

Insecurity, worry, fear, confusion... All kinds of emotions floating in my heart, but, at this time, I can't even do it.

The feeling of weakness grew stronger, and a feeling called "despair" took over the whole thought of the man in the black robe.

Su Mo rotated her body, holding the dead soul, and stopped... when she danced in front of the black robed man

"How can you not listen to the children singing?" Su Mo looked at the black robe people said.

The man in the black robe wanted to speak, but he could not open his mouth and could not say anything.

It seems that some people are not satisfied with the black robe actually did not listen to Tong Tong singing seriously, Su Mo side head for a moment of meditation.

Then, put your hand on the black man's forehead!

Then she danced away with a brisk pace...

With Su Mo fingers a little forehead, the black robe people immediately dumbfounded, looking at Su Mo holding what posture to dance...

He heard, he heard a young child singing a nursery rhyme, a happy nursery rhyme...

In this strange night, Su Mo dance strange dance, ear heard an invisible person singing a strange nursery rhyme.

The black robe man's liver and gallbladder are broken, the late strong building foundation, at this moment only feel the extreme fear!

Vitality continues to be swallowed by that strange breath, more and more old and weak...

"Incense nine ling, can warm the table.

Filial piety, should be held.

Melt four years old, can let the pear.

A younger brother is better than a prophet.

The first filial piety, the second hearing.

Know a certain number, understand a certain text.

One for ten, ten for hundred.

Thousands and thousands..."