Bai Yujun, who had just returned to Huashan for a few days, went down the mountain again.
As the recruitment of new disciples approaches, the senior Jindan disciples who have received the task of going down the mountain turn into sword lights and fly in all directions. The junior disciples are in the Qi refining stage, and the intermediate disciples are in the foundation building stage. Most of the tasks of recruiting new disciples to go down the mountain are from the Jindan stage. Senior disciples have completed it, and occasionally those who are close to each other will also participate in the foundation building period.
Carrying bookcases and weapons, Bai Yujun walked with other foundation-building disciples who were going down the mountain to go on a mission.
Chu Zhe stood in front of the mountain gate and sent off the junior brothers and sisters who were on a mission to go down the mountain.
Seeing that he was an acquaintance or the future leader, Bai Yujun gave him a very generous smile. His red phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his small mouth were slightly raised, revealing his white teeth. His face was beautiful and sparkling, and he smiled brightly.
Chu Zhe, who had been in retreat for several times and had gradually stabilized his Taoist heart, sank in again. His eyes followed the figure until it disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and he sighed helplessly...
As they moved forward and gradually separated into their respective mission areas, there were fewer and fewer people in the team.
After passing several states and counties, Bai Yujun was left alone to go on his way.
In the human kingdom, there are not so many monsters and monks in the living areas of ordinary people. After all, the places where ordinary people can live are mostly thin in spiritual energy. If the spiritual energy was strong, the people would have been driven away to establish sects for cultivation.
You won't encounter monsters every day while walking on the road and then have a life-and-death struggle. There are also no monks running around, so the road is quite peaceful.
After traveling for several days, no monsters were seen except for a few goshawk spirits with sufficient energy and blood.
Passing through the town, I would buy a few bunches of hawthorn and candied haws to satisfy my cravings. Occasionally, I would hold up a flag to read my fortune and earn money to go to a restaurant and order big fish and meat to eat.
When passing through the mountain villages, they would also sell some game for money and have a great time eating and drinking.
The wind is warm and the sun is shining, and the white clouds are floating.
The journey was a joy.
Walking through the picturesque terraced fields, the old cow and the shepherd boy playing the water wheel played flute music. The white figure walked on the ridge of the field and from time to time the unpleasant flute sound came out, making the shepherd boy shake his head and sigh.
The waterfall stone bridge is filled with water and the air is fresh. When you walk on the bridge, you can feel the beautiful scenery of the waterfall.
I looked around and saw no one, so I immediately sat down by the stone bridge and turned my legs into a snake body, playing in the water in the pool. The huge snake body stirred in the water, causing waves and fish to scare away. It lifted up and fell into the pool, splashing high with water.
A passerby passed by and saw a beautiful woman who wanted to get acquainted with her to see if they could have a chance to make her happy. Then, he saw the huge snake tail...
Bai Yujun, who was playing in the water, turned his head and looked back. It seemed like someone had fallen to the ground motionless just now.
Misty rain and gusty wind.
It was raining heavily. Bai Yujun was walking slowly with a paper umbrella in hand. When he was bored, he reached out to catch the rainwater and tasted it. He found that it tasted good. It was much cleaner than the rain on earth back then. However, the cloth boots under his feet were easy to get wet. After walking a few steps, he had to throw them away to dry. technique.
Passing by a small town, the streets were muddy and difficult to walk on. Bai Yujun carefully held up her skirt and tiptoed against the wall.
When I encountered a heavy rain while passing through an uninhabited forest, I hid under a tree and covered the bookcase with a paper umbrella to prevent items from getting moldy. I huddled in the hole under the giant tree and ran the demon spirit to disperse the rain.
Go forward with ease, step by step.
Occasionally, tunes that do not exist in this world are heard...
"Fat sheep~beautiful sheep~bad sheep~we are all a group of sheep~"
"Dah la la~dulu lulu~soft~"
A certain pedantic old scholar's lips turned purple and his whole body trembled when he heard the singing. He shouted loudly and openly spread the bad songs that only actors can sing, and the onlookers laughed while eating melon seeds.
Of course, you will also encounter ghosts and ghosts when passing through the wild mountains.
An unknown mountain.
When we were preparing to cross the mountain, local villagers told us that the mountain was haunted and it was best to go in groups at noon. There was a female ghost who could harm people.
Bai Yujun thanked the villagers for their kindness and walked up the mountain step by step under the setting sun and the clouds. The mountain road was overgrown with weeds and occasionally saw the walls of desolate and dilapidated old houses. He looked around and saw no resentment. It didn't look like there was a bad ghost.
Sunset and moonrise.
Walking to the ridge, I saw a woman on the roadside ahead looking up into the distance.
The sword was unsheathed an inch...
After a long time, he took back his sword and sighed, then walked towards the woman step by step.
"The fragrance of pear blossoms, the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the traces of tears on mottled bamboos remind you of me~"
"The moon is round~the moon is crescent~Sijun has been haggard for another year~"
The resentful song echoed in the desolate mountains under the moonlight. The woman stood by the road and stared into the distance without moving. After singing the song, she started sobbing again. The cry was not as scary as imagined. The woman was not a human being, just a person who was obsessed with obsession. The souls of the dead who refuse to go to the underworld.
If it were other monks, they would be too lazy to talk nonsense and beat him to death, but Bai Yujun couldn't do it.
Carrying the book box, he walked to a few feet away from the female ghost and stood there.
You can't walk too close. The fifteen-meter-long snake essence has strong vitality and blood. If you get too close, it may directly inflict serious damage to this weak soul. However, I just stood far away and listened to the female ghost crying, but I still didn't feel any resentment.
After a long time, Bai Yujun spoke.
"You...are waiting for someone?"
The female ghost turned to look at Bai Yujun. She was a little reserved. She had a pretty face and a faint scholarly aura. She must have been a talented woman who had read books during her lifetime.
"I'm waiting...for Li Lang to pick me up."
"Li Lang?"
Bai Yujun tilted his head and looked at the female ghost curiously. The more he looked at her, the more she looked like a story about a donkey's heart and heart.
"Xia Lan, my servant, and Li Lang were childhood sweethearts. That year, we agreed that we would marry neither him nor me for the rest of our lives. The Lang family was poor, so my father often supported the Li family and provided money for Li Lang to study and read."
The female ghost Xia Lan fell into memories, and Bai Yujun found a stone to sit on, put her chin in her palm and listened.
As the story unfolds, we learn that the whole story is ridiculous. Li Lang's family was poor since he was a child, and Xia Lan's family was rich and often helped the Li family. A pair of playmates and childhood sweethearts grew up privately committed to each other, and the Xia family was even more depleted. Countless money and supplies were spent on the Li family's boy to study, just so that he could gain fame and marry his own daughter.
The boy from the Li family was indeed a good student. He was going to the capital for a scientific examination. The Xia family gritted their teeth and sold off their property, house and land, and used money to finance the trip.
Before leaving, Xia Lan handed over her body to the boy from the Li family without hesitation, and sent Li Lang to Beijing to take the exam almost in tears.
Soon, the boy from the Li family became the top pick in high school.
The elders of the Xia family and the Li family were overjoyed and thinking about getting married as soon as possible when they came back. They were even more happy. Li Lang had indeed come back. He just saw how people from the prosperous capital could endure the poverty of their hometown. The daughter was engaged, and the boy from the Li family, who was obsessed with his rise to fame, came back and tricked Xia Lan into going up the mountain and strangled her alive in this barren mountain...
How cruel it is to be able to strangle your childhood sweetheart and your own woman with your own hands.
Xia Lan can still remember the ferocious and twisted face when Li Lang strangled her neck...
"I don't hate him, I just want Li Lang to take me home and see my poor parents... Wuwuwu..." The cry echoed.
