There was another problem when he tried to mount the horse.
The Lady Boss had a tanned complexion. She looked like a strong and healthy woman, but she looked so frail that she couldn't even mount the horse after a few kicks.
Miao Yi couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out to help her up, but she shrank to the side, bit her lip and said shyly, "Men and women shouldn't touch."
"I …" Miao Yi almost fainted. 'You're going to ride with me, and you're still doing this?'
The Lady Boss held onto the saddle and tried to climb, but she couldn't. Miao Yi almost fainted. 'Look at the time.'
Unable to hold back his anger, Miao Yi gave her perky buttocks a heavy slap. It was a resounding slap.
The Lady Boss looked as though she was struck by lightning. She turned around and stared at him with wide eyes, covering her buttocks.
The Lady Boss, the scholar, and the chef all stared with their eyes wide open. Their eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets, and their mouths gaped so wide that an egg could fit inside.
Miao Yi didn't think too much about it. He was purely angered by this troublesome woman. If it weren't for them reminding him to avoid a disaster, he really would've left them alone.
He didn't seem to realize what he had done. He immediately picked up the dumbfounded Lady Boss and put her on the horse.
Just as he was about to mount the horse …
"Clang clang clang … clang … clang …"
The mournful sound of a pipa suddenly rang out in the empty temple, startling Miao Yi. He quickly pulled the Lady Boss, who was staring at him in a daze, away and shielded her behind him. His transcendence energy quickly scanned the surroundings.
He was the only one who was nervous. Everyone else was staring at him, dumbfounded. They were still shocked by the scene of him slapping the Lady Boss' buttocks.
Under the cold moonlight after the rain, the temple was empty and overgrown with weeds. No one could be seen, but the sound of the pipa was endless, echoing mournfully throughout the temple. No one knew where it came from, but it was mixed with the sound of water dripping from the eaves. It was very pleasant to listen to, but in this situation, no one cared if it was pleasant or not.
Miao Yi couldn't determine where the lute music was coming from. The Lady Boss and the others, who were slowly regaining their composure, subconsciously glanced at the ancient well in the courtyard. Then, they quickly put on a fearful expression and looked around, mainly to see how Miao Yi would deal with it.
"Dang dang" sounds rang out incessantly, as if there were many things on their minds that they had nowhere to vent to.
Miao Yi raised the silver spear in his hand and pointed it in all directions, shouting, "Where are you from? How about staying and listening to me?"
Amidst the melancholy sound of the pipa, a soft sigh of a woman could be heard. The plucking of the strings did not stop, and the woman's voice faintly echoed in the temple. She said, "It is a joy to have a friend come from afar. Since you are here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why don't you stay and listen to me play?"
The sound of the lute paused for a moment. Miao Yi abruptly stared at the ancient well in the courtyard, the silver spear in his hand quickly pointed towards it in a guarded manner.
A blood-red mist and chilly wind came out of the ancient well. Amidst the chilly wind, a grayish-white bead the size of a quail egg flashed out of the ancient well. It floated in the middle of the courtyard with a cloud of blood-red mist.
The blood mist quickly converged and condensed, turning into a quiet and beautiful woman with her hair tied up in a bun.
The woman was wearing a bridal red dress and holding a white bone pipa in her arms. She floated down to the courtyard and sat down on a stalk of wormwood. She held the pipa in her arms and played it as if it was nothing. The sad sound of the pipa sounded again.
The moment the woman appeared, the three horses seemed to feel extreme fear. They all neighed uncontrollably and galloped around the woman in red as they ran out of the courtyard.
The woman in red who was playing the pipa was indifferent to this. She only sighed faintly, "Others play the lute to a cow, but I play the lute to a horse. Ai! What's the point of keeping such an insensitive animal? "
As soon as he finished speaking, the three horses passed by the two ponds beside the courtyard gate. Suddenly, several pairs of ferocious hands reached out from the ponds and grabbed their hooves. In an instant, all of them were dragged into the ponds.
The horses tumbled in the ponds, neighing in fear. They stirred up the water, but they were quickly pushed back down by the many pairs of hands. Immediately, blood began to rise from the depths of the ponds.
The Lady Boss and the others still had expressions of fear on their faces. They were all trembling in fear.
Miao Yi glanced at the two ponds. He didn't expect the other party to have so many helpers. He felt that things would not end well today.
But with his temperament and years of training from Lao Bai, he was not one to be afraid of trouble. He pointed his spear at the woman and shouted, "You are a ghost cultivator! We didn't come to this desolate temple to hide from the rain. We have no grudge against you. Why did you kill my steed? "
The woman in red ignored his rebuke. Instead, she raised her head and looked at him with a desolate expression in her bright eyes.
Her slender fingers plucked at the strings continuously, matching the sorrowful sound of the pipa. She said faintly, "There was a bride in a farmer's house. She prayed for a child and prayed to Buddha. She didn't expect the Buddhists to be beasts. She was wronged, humiliated, and defiled. Her soul was lodged in the water manor … From then on, under the old locust tree, I lifted my sleeves and played the pipa. A faint fragrance lingered in the air.
Miao Yi was taken aback. Fortunately, he had learned some culture from Lao Bai, so he roughly understood the meaning.
The female ghost seemed to be saying that she was the bride of a farmer's house. She came to the temple to pray for a child, but she was defiled by a Buddhist disciple and died in the well …
Thinking of this, Miao Yi couldn't help but feel a little nauseous. He had eaten food cooked with this well water before.
The expressions of the Lady Boss and the others changed slightly. They had also eaten food cooked with this well water before. They also felt a little nauseous.
Everyone was disgusted. However, compared to this female ghost's pitiful past, they could reluctantly accept it.
"You want us to help you seek revenge?" Miao Yi asked tentatively.
Amidst the sound of the pipa, the woman in red shook her head and sighed, "I have already taken my revenge. Now I just want to find someone who understands me and listens to me."
Miao Yi's expression relaxed a little. He looked up at the sky and said unhurriedly, "Alright! We will listen to you here tonight. We will leave when the sun rises. "
He hadn't fought with a ghost cultivator yet. He wanted to wait and see.
The Lady Boss hid behind him and mouthed something to his back. He didn't know what she was saying, but it felt like she was greeting Miao Yi's mother.
"Since you are already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I am alone here. Can't you spend more time with me?" The woman in red looked at Miao Yi and said bitterly.
Miao Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "How long do you want us to accompany you?"
The woman in red said bitterly, "Naturally, I hope you can accompany me for the rest of my life and listen to me pour out my heart every night."
"For the rest of your life?" Miao Yi asked in a low voice.
"Why? Are you unwilling? "The woman in red's face was filled with grief again. Accompanied by the faint sound of the pipa, she looked very pitiful.
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