"Miss,
Where exactly are you, Miss? "
A faint voice,
Echoed in the entire dense forest,
The thick fog made it even harder to see the surroundings clearly,
It also made it even more terrifying and gloomy.
Siyang wanted to follow the voice to see who was pretending to be mysterious here, but there was movement in front of her. Something was rushing over quickly,
And there was an ominous aura on its body.
Frowning slightly, Siyang turned around,
Her figure disappeared on the spot,
And a moment after she left..,
A black figure leaped over,
The person who came was not tall. He was dressed as a warrior and carried a long sword on his back,
His face was full of whiskers,
He looked very slovenly.
He circled around the spot where Siyang had just been,
His nose kept making movements as if he was sniffing something. After a while,
His expression was serious as he muttered to himself in a rough voice, "Strange, I clearly felt a demonic aura and chased it here,
But there was no trace of it,
It seems to be a great demon. "
"You can run." The bearded man was sweating profusely,
As if he was very dissatisfied that he had been caught as a demon, he raised his head and shouted at the surroundings, "I, Yan, will definitely eradicate all of you harmful evildoers one by one."
"Excuse me..."
A light female voice suddenly emerged from behind Yan Chixia. Subconsciously, he pulled out his sword and turned around to stab back.
"Ah..."
Behind him, the blue-clothed woman screamed and fell to the ground, looking at him in fear and horror.
Yan Chixia frowned and sniffed hard before saying in surprise, "You are a human."
The blue-clothed woman lay on the ground and nodded pitifully, "Excuse me, are you a Taoist priest who is here to catch ghosts?"
"Since you are a human, why are you staying in this wilderness in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid that the monsters in the mountains will absorb your soul?" Yan Chixia helped her up and asked in a muffled voice.
Unexpectedly, the blue-clothed woman sobbed and said, "To tell you the truth, before the new year, my family's young mistress married far away. I was the young mistress's dowry maid. Halfway through the wedding procession, there was an accident. My family's young mistress disappeared without a trace. I searched for her every day, but there was no news."
"Young Miss was abducted in this mountain. I'm here to find my Young Miss. Someone said that Young Miss is dead, but I don't want to believe it. Sir, can you save my Young Miss?" As she spoke, the blue-clothed woman knelt down in front of Yan Chixia.
After Yan Chixia resigned, he became a swordsman. At the same time, he was also a Taoist priest who killed demons and ghosts. His home was not far away. However, he had been traveling outside all year round, so he didn't know much about the situation here. Coincidentally, he had received a commission and rushed back. So, he knew a little about the matter mentioned by the woman in blue.
Seeing her cry so pitifully, Yan Chixia sighed in his heart. He shook his head and said, "You'd better go home quickly. Don't come back to this mountain forest in the future. Your family's Miss has already died on the day of her marriage. She has become a wandering ghost."
"What?" The blue-clothed woman's tears fell in an instant.
She had already expected it, but when it was confirmed, it was really hard for her to accept. She suddenly cried, "My poor Young Miss, why did she have such a fate?"
Yan Chixia, on the other hand, was impressed that a servant girl like her could care so much about the dead Miss. He admired her character.
"Since Young Miss has already become a ghost …" The blue-clothed woman covered her face and cried.
"… It's so cold to be a ghost. Let Xiao Shuang continue to accompany you and serve you."
Yan Chixia was shocked. His hand quickly grabbed her, but he was still a step too late, "Hey, you …"
In the blink of an eye, the blue-clothed woman had already killed herself by biting her tongue.
"Why do you have to do this?" Yan Chixia looked at the blue-clothed woman in his arms, who had already stopped breathing, and sighed deeply.
Siyang hid her presence in the tree, so she could clearly see everything that had happened between the two, including their conversation. She muttered to herself as she stroked her chin. After thinking for a while, she matched the two people's identities and suddenly understood.
Yan Chixia, who slayed demons and ghosts, and the other … the so-called Young Miss, she already knew who she was.
"I found a place with feng shui for you. I hope you will reincarnate early in the future. Being a ghost isn't that simple." Yan Chixia found a piece of land and dug a hole to bury the blue-clothed woman. He also set up a wooden tombstone.
There was no moon tonight, and there wasn't even a bright star in the sky. Dark clouds quietly approached, and lightning flashed. It looked like a storm was coming. After looking up at the sky, Yan Chixia finally picked up his sword and left the place.
After he left, Siyang also came down from the tree. She looked at Xiao Shuang's grave, and just as she was about to leave, a soul slowly floated out of the grave. That soul was the blue-clothed woman called Xiao Shuang.
She had just become a soul, and she was muddle-headed, but her heart was filled with obsession. After she floated out, she didn't look at Siyang and rushed in a direction. She was probably going to find her Young Miss.
Siyang watched the blue-clothed female ghost slowly disappear into the fog, but she didn't chase after her. After remaining silent for a while, she turned and left.
However, tonight's weather didn't seem to be peaceful.
A storm came down, and it was as if a large hole had appeared in the sky. The rain made it difficult to see the road. Siyang took out an umbrella and held it in her hand. Her body was covered in a layer of light, and not a single drop of rain fell on her body.
She planned to go to the small town at the foot of the mountain to stay for the night. She would decide what to do tomorrow. On this rainy night, most people would sleep at home or find a place to hide from the rain. No one would walk in the rain.
With Siyang walking with an umbrella, she could be considered a maverick.
The rain poured down, causing the stream to surge and surge violently. A single-plank bridge was in front, standing alone above the stream. It was constantly being hit by the water, swaying and making creaking sounds. It really made people worry if the bridge could survive the night.
Her footsteps stopped at the bridgehead. Siyang raised the umbrella in her hand slightly and saw a person wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat on the other side of the bridge rushing over. Her senses were very sharp. This person wasn't a simple ordinary person.
She put away the spirit force around her body and Siyang stepped onto the wooden bridge.
The rain was too heavy, so the person in the straw raincoat didn't notice that there was someone in front of him. He directly stepped onto the bridge. How could a wooden bridge allow two people to cross? When he found out, he was in a dilemma.
When he got closer, Si Yang could clearly see that the person wearing the straw raincoat was a very young man. He stared at Si Yang and then lowered his head to look at the single-plank bridge under his feet. There was still rolling water. His body swayed a few times, but he quickly steadied himself.
"Big Brother, I'm sorry for blocking your way." Siyang had an apologetic expression. She struggled to hold the umbrella. The small umbrella couldn't block the wind and rain. The rain soaked her clothes, making her look very miserable.
The young man opened his mouth but didn't make a sound. He shook his head and walked back in the direction he came from. He wanted to make way for Siyang, but after taking a few steps, he was worried about Siyang's safety and looked back.
After smoothly crossing the bridge, Siyang thanked the man again. "Thank you, Big Brother."
The man just waved his hand and was about to leave.
Siyang looked around and saw a light coming from a small house not far away. She quickly shouted, "Big Brother, the rain is so heavy and there is a forest ahead. It is not safe to walk. There seems to be a house ahead. Why don't we go there together to avoid the rain?"
The straw raincoat and straw raincoat couldn't block the wind and rain. The man was also soaked. He looked at the dark forest ahead and then at the house Siyang pointed at. He hesitated.
"Let's go, let's go. It is not safe to walk alone on such a dark and rainy night." Siyang didn't care if he would object. She put the umbrella over his head and pulled him toward the small house.
The man clearly hadn't had much contact with women. He was a little shy when he was pulled and forgot to struggle. By the time he came back to his senses, he was almost pulled to the door by Si Yang. It was too late for him to object. He was sensible and went up to knock on the door.
The hut didn't look big and was built next to a stream. A man's shadow was reflected from the window. He seemed to be holding a book in his hand. When he heard the knock on the door, he panicked and stood up.
Then a gentle voice came from inside the house. "Who is it?"
The young man answered him by banging on the door even harder.
The person inside could only reply quickly, "Coming, coming."
The door was opened slightly, and a head wearing a scholar's hat poked out, cautiously looking outside.
"You …"
Before the person who opened the door could say anything, a large hand reached out and pushed open the other half of the door, knocking the first half of the door open as well.
Siyang saw this and smiled. She followed him into the small house.
"You, how can you just enter my house …" There was a scholar living in the small house. He looked weak and timid. He pointed at the young man who broke in first and didn't dare to speak loudly.
After circling the house twice, the young man took off his bamboo hat and straw raincoat. He shook off the water on his body and pointed outside to the scholar. He then pointed at himself and Siyang.
At this moment, the scholar realized that there were two uninvited guests in his house. But when he saw Si Yang, who had put away her umbrella and was half-drenched from the rain, he was at a loss. "Miss … Miss?"
Siyang casually wiped the rain off her face and smiled apologetically at the scholar. "I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night. I met this big brother on the way here and saw that there was someone here. I wanted to take shelter from the rain."
"This big brother seems to be unable to speak. I'm sorry to have offended you."
Since ancient times, scholars loved beautiful women.
"It's, it's okay …"
Although Siyang's current appearance couldn't be compared to Bai Suzhen's peerless beauty, she was still a demoness. She was also beautiful and pleasant. The scholar couldn't take his eyes off her.
'Crack.'
Something broke and made a sound. The scholar was shocked. He turned his head and found that the man had made a fire in the house. The firewood he used was what he usually prepared for himself.
The scholar stopped looking at the beautiful woman and ran over to his firewood.
"It took me a lot of effort to hoard this." The scholar looked at the man with grief and indignation. "You don't know how dangerous it is to collect firewood in the mountains. The single-plank bridge in front of my house is very difficult to walk on. You burned it all."
The man glanced at the scholar from the corner of his eyes. He silently broke a few more pieces of firewood and threw them into the fire. Then, he took out two steamed buns from his bag and stuck them on the firewood that he had carved out with his knife. He roasted them on the fire.
The scholar was full of complaints and was about to explode. However, when he saw the steamed buns, his stomach couldn't help but growl loudly. He was complaining to his owner about how difficult it was for him.
Looking at the shabby house, it was easy to guess that the scholar's life was very tight. Now, it seemed that he couldn't even fill his stomach.
Siyang sat beside the fire. As soon as she sat down, the young man handed one of the steamed buns to her.
"Thank you." Siyang took it.
The scholar was even more envious. He couldn't help but lick his lips.
The steamed buns were cooked quickly. The man endured the heat and took the steamed bun from the wood. He divided it into two and handed the bigger half to the scholar.
"You're giving it to me?" The scholar was stunned.
The man who couldn't speak nodded.
The friendship between men was simple. After taking half of the steamed bun, the scholar threw the heartache of burning the firewood to the back of his mind. He also sat beside the fire and ate the steamed bun in big bites. He was really hungry. He had been hungry for the whole day. He originally wanted to drink more water. However, when he saw food, he realized that the water he drank just now was useless.
Siyang looked at the steamed bun in her hand and smiled. She also took out a few carrots from the basket on her back. "I grew these at home. If you don't mind, you can eat them with the steamed bun."
"I don't mind. I don't mind." The scholar happily took the carrots. They could be eaten raw. Moreover, they were crispy and sweet. They could also fill the stomach.
The man also took the carrots without saying a word. He ate the steamed bun and the carrots happily.
The three of them also began to chat around the fire. Of course, only Siyang and the scholar were chatting. The other one was' mute '.
The scholar's name was Cui Hung-chien. He was originally a scholar. However, he didn't pass any scholarly exams. Therefore, he relied on his literacy to write stories or help people write letters to earn money.
"I've been rushing to write my manuscript these past few days. It's also because of this rain that I can't go to town to sell books." Cui Hung-chien was a little disappointed.
After eating the steamed bun, Siyang took out a piece of Cui Hung-chien's story to read. Hmm, his literary talent was not bad. However, the story was too boring and lacked excitement. It wasn't as interesting as some novelty stories. No wonder he was so poor. This kind of story couldn't be sold for much.
"Miss, are you literate?" Cui Hung-chien saw that she was reading seriously. He couldn't help but ask.
Siyang smiled and nodded. "I read books when I was young."
"You seem to be a young lady from a big family. No wonder." Cui Hung-chien was a little embarrassed.
"That's not it. I only have one sister in my family. My parents are long gone. I'm not a young lady from a big family." She turned her head and saw that the man beside her was also looking at her. She turned to Cui Hung-chien and said, "It's a waste of your literary talent to write stories."
Cui Hung-chien was embarrassed by the compliment. He scratched his head and said, "My family is poor. I can't take the imperial examinations. I want to rely on literacy to earn some money."
"Writing stories isn't the only way out. Perhaps Young Master Cui can do other things to earn a living." Siyang suggested.
The mute man who had finished eating the carrots and steamed bun also nodded.
"My ancestors sold tofu. However, my mother said that there are three hardships in life. Rowing a boat, forging iron, and selling tofu. She told me not to do this kind of thing." Cui Hung-chien helplessly spread his hands. "Perhaps when I really can't make a living by selling books, I'll sell tofu."
Siyang briefly explained that she wasn't from this place. She was just passing by as a relative. She still had to travel tomorrow.
As for the other 'mute', he didn't need to introduce himself.
The food was finished, the fire was warm enough, and the rain outside was getting lighter. It was late at night. It was time to rest.
One room, two men, one woman.
Siyang slept on the only bed in the room. As for the other two, they could do as they pleased.
With Siyang's current cultivation level, ordinary people wouldn't be able to discover that she was a demon. Of course, people like Yan Chixia were an exception. His cultivation level was already very high. After many years of slaying demons, he had a certain amount of experience. However, if it were his disciple, he would have to cultivate for a few more years.
Shi 'er was a child that Yan Chixia had picked up. He had followed him around since he was a child, slaying demons and catching ghosts. Yan Chixia had a strange personality, but he cared about his disciple. As a man, he didn't know how to raise a child. Shi' er was also afraid that his disciple would be deceived or led astray, so he didn't allow Shi 'er to communicate with strangers.
Therefore, Shi 'er pretended to be a mute when they were outside.
Compared to his master, Shi 'er also knew how to catch demons. However, his skills weren't as good as his master's, so he didn't notice that Siyang was right in front of him.
Lying on the bed and feeling the steady breathing of the two people in the room, Si Yang closed her eyes and formed a seal with her fingers. When she entered the room just now, she had laid down a formation outside the room. There were some things outside that were restless, but she wanted to sleep peacefully now.
Dawn came very quickly.
Siyang woke up when she heard footsteps and thumps outside. Cui Hung-chien was sleeping on a straw mat on the ground, drooling. She walked past him and opened the door. Shi 'er was standing outside the hut with a pile of wet firewood in his arms.
It seemed that he wanted to compensate Cui Hung-chien for burning the firewood last night.
Yan Chixia didn't allow him to talk to strangers. Perhaps it was because this child was still very innocent.
"Morning." Siyang stretched and greeted him.
Shi 'er smiled, nodded, and continued with his work.
Siyang looked inside the hut, took out a silver ingot, and placed it on the table. When she turned around, she saw Shi 'er standing behind her with a puzzled look on his face.
"I'm leaving."
Shi 'er nodded. He also had to leave. But … he didn't notice anything strange about the woman in front of him last night. Today, he felt that there was something strange about the woman in front of him, but he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.
Siyang didn't want to get involved in what would happen next. If people wanted to develop feelings for each other, that was their business. Last night, she had been tempted, but it wasn't the right time yet. It was better to go somewhere else and come back in a few days.
Siyang didn't wake Cui Hung-chien up. She took her things and was about to leave.
"You …" Shi 'er chased after her.
Siyang stopped and turned around. She looked at him with a faint smile. "It seems that you're not that bad with words."
Shi 'er immediately shut his mouth and didn't say a single word. Just now, he felt something strange about Si Yang's body. He felt that it was somewhat familiar, which made him forget his master's instructions.
"It seems that you've discovered something." Siyang still had a demonic aura on her. She hadn't become an immortal yet, so she couldn't hide it completely. But just now, she was testing Shi 'er.
Shi 'er frowned. He took a step back and reached for the axe on his back. He looked at Siyang with a serious expression. "What … are you?"
"What am I?" That was a difficult question to answer.
Siyang rolled her eyes at Shi 'er and released the demonic aura on her body. "What do you think?"
"A demon." Under Yan Chixia's upbringing, Shi`er also viewed demons as objects of hatred. If he encountered them, he would kill them. Pulling out his axe, he was about to chop at Si Yang.
Siyang turned around and dodged the attack. She clicked her tongue. "At least we were sheltering under the same roof last night. You want to kill me just because I'm a demon?"
"You're a demon. Demons harm people," Shi 'er shouted confidently and chased after Siyang relentlessly.
But Siyang's cultivation level was higher than his, so he couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes. "Demons are also living creatures. Humans can be divided into good and bad, while demons can be divided into good and evil. How can they be lumped together?"
"You said that I'm a demon that harms people. Then did I harm you or Cui Shusheng last night?"
Siyang pressed him with every word. Shi 'er, who wasn't good with words, couldn't retort. He gripped his axe tightly and glared at Siyang. "My master said that demons are demons. They can't exist in this world and must be killed. We cultivators have to get rid of demons like you."
"What a pity. Even if your master came, he might not be able to kill me." Siyang spread her hands and smiled provocatively at him. "But you, on the other hand, might be eaten by a demon like me."
The fight just now made Shi 'er realize the gap between them. She was right. Not only was he no match for her, he might even be killed. His face darkened.
"Alright." Seeing that she was almost done teasing him, Si Yang winked at him playfully. "This lady likes to eat vegetables. I can't eat a dry human like you who doesn't have any spiritual energy. You should cultivate for a few more years."
"Goodbye."
As soon as she finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared. Shi 'er chased after her, but he couldn't find any trace of her. He waved his axe angrily.
A beam of light shot over from afar. Shi 'er's eyes flickered. He somersaulted in the air and caught the object. He opened it and saw that it was a small fortune bag. Then, a light voice came from the direction where the light came from.
"If there's something you can't handle, you can open the bag."
Shi 'er clutched the small fortune bag. He wanted to throw it away, but after some thought, he put it into his clothes. His face was still dark.
"Wow, you're awake so early." The noise outside woke Cui Hung-chien up, but he didn't see the fight between Siyang and Shi 'er. It was already over when he came out.
Instead, he was overjoyed to see the firewood piled high.
Cui Hung-chien looked at the firewood happily. "Then I'll forgive you for burning my firewood. By the way, where's Miss Cai Yin? Why didn't I see her?"
"She left." Shi 'er stomped into the room angrily.
"She left." Cui Hung-chien muttered, "Why did she leave so early? I don't know if it's safe for her to travel alone. The world isn't stable now … Wait, hey, hey, hey. Why can you talk? Aren't you a mute?"
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