The quaint little courtyard was completely plunged into darkness as the sun set in the west. There were insects singing softly on a plane tree outside the window, and the silver frost illuminated the small courtyard like a lamp.
In the room, Mo Lin was already sleeping soundly with his pillow in his arms. He was happiest when he had enough to eat and drink.
Bai Yan did not fall asleep. He stood quietly in front of the window, slowly opened the window partition and looked into the yard.
The pale whiteness of the moonlight and the darkness of the night merge into such a quiet courtyard. The ancient well stands quietly in the open courtyard. There are sparse grass shadows under the sycamore trees. A cauliflower snake comes out from the root of the wall and spits out a snake message to start the night. Hunting.
Bai Yan noticed this little snake and saw how it was trying to catch food and fill its stomach. He vaguely remembered that he had done the same thing hundreds of years ago.
"Hoo~"
There was a slight night breeze, and faint cloud shadows floated from the sky, covering the moonlight.
"Woah!"
"Woah!"
"Meow~"
"Gah~gahgah~"
"Gu Gu Gu~"
The cats, dogs, chickens and ducks in the inn screamed in surprise. Some domestic animals were also raised in the inn. After all, it was essentially a hotel for accommodation.
The horses sleeping standing up in the stable were also moving uneasily. The people who were not sleeping in the entire inn were trembling with fear. At the same time, they were also waiting for some movement from the small courtyard.
Bai Jun stood in front of the window and took off his hair crown. Three thousand black hairs were hanging down. The night wind blew his long hair. A strand of hair blew in front of him and fascinated him for a moment. He stretched out his hand to close it. Behind his ears, he raised his head and looked outside the courtyard, and said softly: "Since you are here, why don't you show up?"
"Hoo~"
The night wind blew, and a demonic wind made the golden bells jingle in the house. The sycamore leaves rustled down, and a demonic aura flew into the courtyard. It was a black fox, with a big fluffy tail swaying behind it.
The fox suddenly grinned in the night, let out a human laugh, and looked at each other somewhere outside the courtyard.
"Plop~" came a sound, and someone outside the yard fell from the wall in shock.
A puff of smoke suddenly rolled out from the fox's body. In the dim night light, the fox could be vaguely seen standing up. In the white smoke, he twisted his waist and body like a soft woman, and gradually transformed into a human form.
When the white smoke dissipated, a handsome man stood in the yard, bowed his hands and bowed, "Hu Twelve Lang, pay your respects to Mr. Fu!"
Bai Jun asked, "Have you brought the things?"
"Yes, Mr. Fu. God has ordered that the little demon must be handed over to you personally. The little demon did not dare to be reckless. He came all the way at a lightning speed and did not dare to stop at all." Hu Twelve Lang smiled with his narrow fox eyes. .
"Oh? Really?" Bai Jun raised his eyebrows, "But why do I smell the Chuguan smell of rouge?"
"Ah, this, Mr. Fu, is specially used by the little demon to cover up his demonic aura." Hu Twelve Lang chuckled.
"Then you are really interesting and unique. Hide your fox tail next time." Bai Yan warned him noncommittally, "Give it to me."
"yes!"
Hu Twelve Lang took out a picture scroll from his arms, held it in both hands and brought it to the window.
Bai Yan took the scroll, nodded and said: "Yes, the ethereal stone has been integrated into it, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.
Your technique of Ruyi, both large and small, has also improved quite a bit. "
Hu Twelve Lang said with a smile: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Fu. I have been studying hard during your absence and have made a lot of progress."
Hearing this, Bai Jun looked at him carefully, his energy was unusually strong, and he sighed: "In the future, try to seduce less people, regardless of gender.
If you meet an expert and reveal your true colors that day, I might as well use your fox fur to make a cloak. "
Hu Twelve Lang suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Yes, Twelve Lang knows."
"It should be noted that if you practice one's profession and take advantage of others, you will only harm yourself. In the future, the thunder and punishment from the nine heavens will not condone you." Bai Jun warned: "I let you become a member of the Five Immortals Family just because I think you can Earn some merit for yourself, and you will have an extra chance of survival when you overcome the tribulation."
"Yes, Twelve Lang will never be like this again." He felt a thump in his heart and hurriedly lowered his head to admit his mistake.
"Is everything normal in Huishan Mansion?"
"Mr. Master Huang, everything is as usual with Mrs. Huang here." He hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's just that in Qianyu Lake in the south, there have been frequent fish monsters following the underground river into our territory of Huishan Mansion, and sneaking into the Huishan Mansion." It is difficult to detect in a school of fish. Even the spirit ants flying in the sky and hiding from the earth cannot detect what it is like under the water, and most of our people don't know how to swim.
Only Fang Xiu couldn't bear to see so many hidden river passages. "
Bai Jun frowned slightly, Qianyuhu was thinking of attacking first?
The various forces among the demon clan are not as peaceful as the human race thinks. In addition to feeding each other to survive, the demon clan will also compete for the treasures of the spiritual mountain, heaven, material and earth, and even have grudges in the past.
Unless it is like a demon realm with a demon king sitting in command, large-scale massacres can be avoided. But the battles between demon clans, just like the wars between humans over land, population, and resources, will never disappear.
The area of Moshan Demon Mansion is indeed much larger than that of ordinary demon mansions. After all, it was the territory of three demon mansions before. Among them, there are many spiritual lands and elixirs. The fish demons in Qianyu Lake are also very coveted. normal.
"Just keep an eye on this matter. Let's discuss it after I return to the mountain in a few months." Bai Jun's heart was calm, and he thought that the other party would not make any big moves in a few months.
Moreover, with the incarnation of Shinto, the guardian of the family's divine mansion, and the yellow millet, he would not be defeated at any time.
The Banquet of the Hundred Gods seems to be just a banquet, but behind it there are countless relationships, even related to the future destiny of several nearby countries.
"Yes. But Mr. Fu, I noticed that there are a lot of toads recently. Do you think it has something to do with Qianyu Lake?" Hu Twelve Lang mentioned casually.
But Bai Jun's heart sank. Is the Millennium Beast Tide coming soon? No wonder Qianyu Lake has other plans.
"It's okay. I think the snakes ate less toads this spring, so there may be more. You can go back first."
"Yes, Mr. Fu, the little demon resigns!"
"Well, go ahead."
"Hoo~"
The demonic wind rose again, the clouds moved in the sky and the moon appeared. Under the full moon at night, the shadow of a black fox flew across the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Bai Yan withdrew his eyes, turned around, looked at Mo Lin, whose breathing was much softer, smiled and said nothing.
He unfolded the scroll and spread it on the table near the window. This painting was exactly the picture of White Snake looking at the moon, but from now on it can only be called the picture of looking at the moon.
The incarnation of Shinto used divine power to refine the ethereal spirit stone into the painting, and fused several kinds of spiritual trees to transform this human masterpiece into an immortal and a spiritual treasure.
In addition, the painting demon Bai Su was sealed into the painting and turned into a weapon spirit, but her consciousness was still retained, which was a bit of tolerance for the weapon spirit.
It is much better to become a conscious weapon spirit than to disappear into heaven and earth completely, but it is restricted by freedom.
Due to the addition of heavenly materials and earthly treasures such as the ethereal stone, the moon-watching map has become a space magic weapon, which can trap enemies, attack in groups, and form illusions, and has many wonderful uses.
Bai Jun opened the scroll, and the dim yellow oil lamp illuminated the beauty of this ancient painting. The scroll itself is nearly ten feet wide, but since it has become a magic weapon, it can naturally be changed in size at will.
In the painting, there is a bright moon hanging high and a white snake looking at the moon on the top of the mountain. This must be the time when I first became a demon hundreds of years ago. It was accidentally painted by this painter named Wu Xuanzi. This painting condenses the painter's lifelong skills, which resulted in this magic weapon today.
Bai Jin blew out the oil lamp, didn't close the window, walked back to the house, spread out his hair, and lay down to sleep.
"Hoo~"
It was past three o'clock at night, and the government servants who had stayed up all night waiting to see what happened could hardly open their eyes, and many of them had already fallen asleep.
The moonlight enters the house, and the courtyard is as clear as water.
The moonlight shines on the moon-gazing picture under the window, and the moon in the sky echoes with the moon in the painting.
After being awakened, Mo Lin pretended to sleep for a long time but still didn't fall asleep. He was wondering in his heart, what is the origin of the young master? Is he a god, a human, or a demon?
He was shocked in his heart, but when he calmed down and thought about it, he didn't even feel scared.
Mo Lin knew that the young master was most likely a demon, and the fox demon outside the window could not be a god. He was afraid of demons. According to legend, demons eat people and rip out their hearts. They are cruel, evil and terrifying.
However, when he thought it was the young master, he was only shocked, but not afraid.
After thinking about it for most of the night, Mo Lin finally figured it out. No matter whether the young master is a god or a demon, he is still the young master's book boy. The young master has saved his life, so what is there to be afraid of even if it costs his own life?
After thinking about it, Mo Lin felt comfortable and smooth, and he was about to fall asleep as soon as he turned over.
But at this time, he felt a sudden cold wind blowing, which made him shiver.
Mo Lin looked back at Bai Jin, who was sleeping soundly, and got out of bed quietly, preparing to close the window.
But as soon as he stood up, he looked through the window and saw the scene in the yard outside.
I saw, in the middle of the empty yard where the moon shined like daylight, a human hand suddenly stretched out from the edge of the ancient well, clawing at the mouth of the well and crawling out with difficulty.
Another extremely pale hand stretched out, and the two hands raised the edge of the well a little bit, and the arms began to lift out. A person's head stuck out of the well and twisted stiffly. His face could not be seen clearly because the head was covered with hair. Her long black hair completely covered her. Even though she had no eyes, when she turned her head towards Mo Lin, it was as if a pair of terrifying eyes behind the black hair were staring at him.
Mo Lin felt as if his heart was about to stop beating. He was frightened and his whole body was stiff with fear. He even wanted to shout but was too frightened to make a sound.
This is a normal physiological phenomenon of human beings. When a person is extremely frightened, his body cannot be used at all, so it is not that they are stupid and do not run, but that their physiological instinct prevents them from running or shouting.
After the head stuck out, it was followed by strange white clothes. It trembled like an insect's limbs and climbed out of the well. A humanoid object with black hair covering its face and dressed in white walked toward Mo Lin like a zombie under the moonlight night. .
At this moment, it was as if Mo Lin was the only one awake in the world. He would rather be frightened and faint at this time, but his consciousness was extremely clear, and his body fell backwards stiffly and fell to the ground.
He put his hands on the ground behind his back and looked up to see that the pale hands had reached to the window. A head full of black hair poked through the window and faced him condescendingly.
Mo Lin was finally able to calm down his throat at this moment. He wanted to open his mouth and shout, but he could only make a hoarse sound of "ho ho~".
The fine hair had already touched his body, and the pair of pale ghost claws had already grabbed Mo Lin. At this critical moment, Mo Lin's consciousness stagnated in extreme fear, as if the world had stopped, and he suddenly recalled Bai Bai in his consciousness. A simple saying that Zhen taught him.
And every word and sentence in the Haoran Sutra slowly flowed into his heart.
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is said to be vast, and it is as abundant as the sky. ..."
The words "Haoran" made Mo Lin suddenly muster up his courage, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Haoran will last forever, and the demons will retreat!"
As soon as these words came out, it was as if a white light suddenly appeared, and the aura of the blue clouds above Mo Lin's head instantly rolled and turned into a document. Every word was true, exuding a bright and righteous energy, which actually made the ghost Ying screamed and disappeared immediately.
Mo Lin was breathing heavily, his heart was beating violently, and he was sweating profusely. He looked at the quiet and peaceful everything around him, as if it was just a dream.
However, he lowered his head and opened his clothes, and a dark purple palm print appeared on his chest.
As Mo Lin spent the rest of his life after the disaster, he also recalled Bai Jun's words in his heart, "Reading hundreds of volumes can nourish Haoran. Once righteousness emerges, the demons will retreat."
“It turns out that reading with integrity can really drive away ghosts!”
After he said this, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
When Mo Lin fell down, Bai Yan on the bed also opened his eyes, turned over and got up, looked at the fainted boy, sighed softly, carried him to the bed, put him down, and covered him with a thin quilt.
Then he picked up the scroll on the table and walked out of the house to the courtyard. Looking at the quiet ancient well, he said calmly: "Monster, don't you know how to repent?
If you can come out and plead guilty right now, I will spare your life! If not,..."
"Hoho~"
Before he finished speaking, a pale ghost claw suddenly appeared from the well again, and there was a strange and weird sound.
The temperature in the yard became colder, and a head covered with black hair poked out of the well again.
"You're still here, right? Come back!"
Seeing that the other party was stubborn, Bai Jun swept away with a flick of his sleeves. A ray of lunar light instantly knocked back the ghost head that had just emerged from the well mouth.
A shrill scream came from the bottom of the well, which made people's hair stand on end.
Bai Jun waited for a while, and when he saw that there was no movement in the well, he sneered: "Are you pretending to be dead again? You are a smart loach."
"Buzz..."
The water suddenly gushes out from the bottom of the well, reaching a height of three feet at the top of the well. A small old man is lifted up by a wave, and he salutes to Bai Jun with gratitude: "The little old man is the god of this well. Thank you to the immortal for saving me. After forcing the evil spirit away, the little old man was able to get out of trouble."
A cold light flashed in Bai Jun's eyes, and the cold light from his fingertips shot towards the shadow somewhere behind him, and immediately he heard another scream.
When the little old man saw this scene, he immediately swooped down and turned into a huge monster that looked like a snake or a loach and spat out a stream of gray-yellow smoke from its mouth.
Bai Jun's figure flashed, as if he teleported and appeared in the sky, with his back to the bright moon, and his long hair swaying in the wind behind him. A long Xiao like a giant pillar slammed down from the monster's back, causing the monster to scream in pain. He was knocked to the ground with a sound.
The entire inn trembled, the monsters on the ground were wailing, dust was flying, the sky was white with the moon behind it, and their long hair was fluttering.
When Bai Jun saw this, he smiled lightly and said, "It turns out that I misjudged it. It was an eel."
(End of chapter)
