The sound of blacksmithing is still ringing in the village. For these bandits, this has become a daily routine heard almost every night.
If Qin Bai didn't stay up late one day to strike iron, without the sound of "bang bang bang", the bandits would not be able to sleep well.
The moonlight hung low, and as the night became deeper and deeper, the trees in the mountains seemed to be twisted, and the way they bared their teeth and claws made people feel chilly.
On the mountain road in the distance, a scholar in white clothes was running in embarrassment. He was carrying a book basket, and the sweat on his body had unknowingly wet his clothes.
His appearance is ordinary, but his face is larger than ordinary people, and with his small eyes, his frightened look is a bit funny.
The scholar slipped and almost fell to the ground. He looked back at the dark night, and strange sounds rang out from it, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless."
After muttering a few words, the movement in the woods became louder. The scholar swallowed and his pace quickened again.
"You don't talk about the strange power that confuses the gods. If you don't believe in them, you should also respect them and stay away from them."
Soon he saw the light of fire in the distance, it was that cottage, but the panicked scholar no longer thought about it so much and instinctively ran in that direction.
By the time the scholar ran to the front of the village, he was out of breath. He was holding on to the tree trunk with his hands, his face flushed, and sweat dripping down his forehead.
Seeing that he was still thinking about going in, two patrolling bandits surrounded him from the door.
The bandit was also a little confused about this kind of person who came to his door. They looked at each other in confusion, then turned to stare at the scholar, but saw the other person take a breath and said.
"A few... good guys, there is... something... following me."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was some movement in the grass not far away, as if something was really approaching.
The scholar felt great fear, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He broke away from the two men and wanted to rush towards the stockade.
One of the bandits didn't give him the slightest chance. He punched the scholar behind the head with his fist and knocked him unconscious.
However, since all of them did not eat grains, their strength must be somewhat lacking. The scholar was twitching slightly on the ground.
The bandits ignored this man. After all, he was just a helpless scholar. They focused their attention on the grass and only saw a few mosquitoes flying around.
The younger bandit swallowed subconsciously and said, "What the hell could be in there?"
The older bandit said in a disdainful tone: "What can it be? This is just a frightened yellow-haired child. It must be a wild beast in the mountains. You and I are both people who have seen blood, so we can't be afraid, right?"
His greedy eyes kept scanning the grass: "That's really a big gift to your door. We haven't had enough to fill our stomachs for an unknown amount of time."
"Hehehe, it's late at night anyway, everyone except us should have fallen asleep."
"There is also Mr. Qin, but he will not leave the house easily."
Although Beiyang Mountain is mostly a mountainous area, there are very few wild animals for some reason. Even if the bandits set a large number of traps, they won't gain much in a few days.
They thought that there were wild beasts to feed them, so they naturally didn’t want to miss it.
Seeing this, the two of them looked at each other, then moved over with long knives in hand. If the prey was bigger, they would make some noise to attract the brothers. If they could handle it, they could just devour it all to themselves.
But for some reason, the closer they got, the more nervous they became. They couldn't help but think of the scholar's panicked look before.
When they arrived in front of the grass, before they could react, a delicate hand gently pushed aside the grass.
Under the dumbfounded eyes, a woman with a beautiful face wearing thin silk stockings slowly walked out. With a smile, she captured the souls of both of them.
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, but did not speak. She just touched their chests with her delicate hands.
The two of them followed the woman into the grass with dull faces. Then the movement became a little louder, and the weeds among them were dyed bright red at some point.
After a moment, the woman walked out slowly. She shook off the blood from her fingertips and walked towards the village.
There was no one at the door. The scholar seemed to have woken up during this period and took the opportunity to sneak inside.
The woman leaned over and picked up a writing brush that fell out of the book basket. She put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it intoxicatedly. She even stuck out her tongue and licked it lightly.
After crushing the brush with force, she turned her gaze to the cottage and melted into the darkness. Screams were heard from the houses inside, echoing in the middle of the night, which was extremely scary.
Qin Bai was still working on iron. He didn't have the habit of going to bed early, and it was even more impossible to fall asleep when he heard the noise coming from outside.
"Damn it again..."
His tone was full of resentment, but without any fear. After adjusting the iron block with his hand, the hammer continued to hit.
As the village fell into silence again, rapid footsteps sounded from outside, and soon the wooden door was opened from the outside. The scholar rubbed the back of his head with his hands and walked in with a look of horror on his face.
He was also stunned when he saw Qin Bai, mainly because his appearance did not look like an ordinary person, and there was obviously such a big movement outside, how could this man be so calm.
But the scholar didn't have time to think too much. He turned around and blocked the wooden door. As long as he could hold on until the sun rose, the demons outside would naturally retreat.
But the noise caused by the sound of iron was too great, and soon there was a knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open forcefully.
In the scholar's extremely shocked eyes, the woman walked in from the outside with her mouth covered. Her waist-length hair and gentle and elegant temperament made her look like a lady.
But when the other party moved his palm away, revealing a mouth that grinned from ear to ear, the last trace of luck was gone.
When the demon appeared, Qin Bai's hammering was not only faster, but also louder, drawing its attention to himself.
The demon stared at him with great interest. Although his blood and power were different from those of ordinary people, he was just a stronger animal.
She hooked her hand at the scholar, who was so frightened that he crawled back to the corner of the room, pinning all his hopes on Qin Bai.
The demon laughed and grabbed his hand from the air. The target was Qin Bai. He only heard a muffled groan from him, and then his skin turned blood red.
Immediately afterwards, blood flowed out from his pores. The amount of bleeding could make an ordinary person's eyes dizzy and lose his strength immediately.
The scholar felt guilty in his heart. If he hadn't chosen the right path in a panic, he wouldn't have killed so many people.
In fact, apart from Qin Bai, no one in the village had more than a dozen lives on his hands.
The room was shrouded in blood mist, making it difficult to see the difference. After several breaths passed, the mist showed no sign of dissipating.
