Chapter 5 Old Tree Roots

Although the night was late, Yang Changan couldn't sleep.

He quietly turned off the lights and watched the window for a long time.

An hour later, I saw that the imp did not return.

He went out immediately.

The magic power was opened, and the entire Yang Mansion was looked up and down, every corner, and then he was relieved.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already cold, and he was obviously frightened by the little ghost before.

Thankfully, he's tough.

The next day, he woke up early.

asked Aunt Liu's mother and daughter to move to the room next to her, mainly because she was not worried about their safety, and it was easy to take care of them if they were closer.

Aunt Liu was terrified and shirked, how could her subordinates live in the main house?

But under Yang Changan's strong persuasion, they still moved in.

Two days passed in a row, and there was no ghost appearing, and Yang Changan was finally relieved.

On the third day, early in the morning.

"Young master, the eldest lady sent a letter, saying that she asked you to go and receive the monthly money. ”

Aunt Liu came from outside the door and said to Yang Chang'an, who was moving his muscles in the courtyard.

"Isn't it usually the end of the month to get the money? Why is it four days ahead of schedule?"

Yang Changan was a little puzzled.

"Autumn is getting cooler, and the wind is cold, maybe the eldest lady is afraid of the wind and cold considering that your body is weak, young master. ”

Aunt Liu continued, "I heard from the letter that the young master's reward came down from the state capital, so I guess I asked the young master to go and receive the reward." ”

"Woohoo!"

Yang Changan tore open the letter and glanced at it, what was written on it was the same as what Aunt Liu said.

He looked up at the sky and immediately said, "Aunt Liu, while it's still early, I'll go on the road today." ”

After all, people want to eat, drink, and spend money, and he is still very concerned about monthly money.

"Young master, I'll go and prepare some dry food for you to eat on the way. ”

Aunt Liu hurriedly walked into the kitchen to prepare.

"Master, I'll feed you the horses. ”

Xiaoya said obediently on the side.

"Hmm. ”

Yang Changan nodded.

After a short time, everything was ready, Yang Changan stepped on the horse and walked alone.

The target, Tianwu County City.

It is the place where the mighty generals are stationed, and it is also the most prosperous county town in the entire ancient state except for the state city.

The apparent power of the mighty general seems to be limited to the entire Tianwu County, but everyone knows very well that half of the entire twelve counties of Guzhou are his.

Fuyuan County is attached to Tianwu County, but Fuyuan County is on the edge of Tianwu County, and it takes a whole day to speed up the horse, and if you go day and rest late, it will take about three days.

Yang Changan straddled the little black horse, carried his bags, and ran on the wide county road.

Running all the way, Fuyuan County has long been left far behind.

The sun was slanting in the west, and his lonely figure was stretched long, looking a little lonely.

"Stepping on ......"

Sunset over the West Mountains.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves resounded clearly in the increasingly secluded forest, and the wind blowing in front of them was slightly wet.

Although the official road is wide, as the sky gets darker, Yang Changan no longer continues to move forward.

One is that the horses need to rest, and the other is that the yin qi is too heavy at night, which is easy to hurt the body.

Leashing his horse to the side, Yang Changan lit a bonfire.

In this wilderness, only fire can make him feel safe and warm.

Yang Changan touched the "Theory of Strategy" in his arms, habitually exerted his magical powers, looked at the surrounding situation, and after a while, his heart was a little at ease.

The night is getting deeper and the wind is getting stronger.

The cold wind howled, making the flames whirring and the horses approaching the flames.

The yin wind constantly blows through the leaves, and there is a terrible sound of "woo woo", like a fox crying wolf howl, and like a mandrill ghost howling.

Deep in the mountains, in the wind, and with the fox and wolf laughing, this is undoubtedly a terrifying night.

I think that although "Yang Changan" was weak, he was not afraid of any demons.

Just because he had a book in his hand, he plunged into the golden house, and he didn't hear the ghosts crying in his ears.

But......

Yang Changan's Taoism was obviously a little shallower, but he was also calm, remembering the poetry of the ancients, and couldn't help whispering: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles......"

The murderous verses are domineering enough, they can suppress ghosts, drive away beasts, and make him feel at ease.

At this moment, a terrible cry suddenly came to mind, and there was a "whew", but it was a black shadow whistling over the forest, like a yaksha, which made people's hearts beat.

I think it's an unidentified bird.

The poems in Yang Chang'an's mouth also changed.

"All things and people are born, people have nothing and heaven, kill!" The tone changed, high and passionate, but it was "Zhang Xianzhong's" "Seven Killings Monument".

"Young man!"

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind him.

Yang Changan's surprise was extraordinary, his heart almost jumped to his throat, he hurriedly turned around, and exhaled reflexively: "Who?"

Under the reflection of the bonfire, there stood an old man only about three feet tall in front of him, he looked old, his face was furrowed and horizontal, like the roots of a tree, and although his voice was old, it was extremely powerful.

"Frightened the young man, old man sinned. ”

The old man smiled kindly and said, "Old man, I saw a bonfire flickering here in the distance, so I came over to take a look, there is no malice, you don't have to be afraid." ”

How can Yang Changan not be afraid?

Under the eyes of the darkness, the old man in front of him was an ancient tree with knotted branches.

Walking ancient trees.

This...... It's a demon.

This old man is a dryad incarnation.

Yang Changan felt that the heat on his body was losing rapidly, and he was obviously frightened.

"Young man, you are here alone, and it is lonely in the middle of the night, why don't you go and sit with us? We have a convoy with enough food and grass to feed your horses, and you are on your way to-morrow. ”

The old man smiled and invited, and his words changed, "Oh, by the way, you can call me Tree Elder." ”

"No, uncle, I'm used to being alone, and I like to be quiet. ”

Yang Changan squeezed out a smile on his face, waved his hand, reached out and took out the "Theory of Strategy" and slowly opened it, ready to deal with all attacks.

But seeing the old man's expression flashing slightly, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took it, at that moment, he was surprised in his heart, "What a strong heroic spirit, I'm afraid it is a great Confucian work." "Hurriedly use mana to suppress.

This can scare Yang Changan thoroughly, his reliance was actually held in the hands of this tree demon, and it was useless to him.

When he was frightened, he heard the old man smile and say, "Divine theory, young man, did you learn the verse you just read here?"

"No...... No, I went to school in another book. ”

Yang Changan's slightly stiff face piled up a smile, and he quickly replied.

"Oh, that's right. ”

The old man quietly handed over the book and continued to invite: "Little friend, how about you go and sit with us?"

"Okay, okay. ”

Yang Changan took the "Theory of Strategy" and hurriedly agreed.

The old man glanced at Yang Changan, Mimi smiled, turned around and led the way.

Yang Changan sighed and pinched his thigh fiercely, confirming that he was not dreaming, so he led the horse and followed obediently helplessly.

Walking with demons in the dark night made him creepy.