Chapter 89: The Ancient Shovel of Long Shovel (16)
When Liuyue and the Broken General rested at the inn, the ninth ghost attack on the Terrans of the month was taking place in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles outside the city.
The moon, half-hidden behind the clouds, looked a little hairy, and the towering ancient wooden cage looked like a ghost in the dark night.
Although it is only nearly a hundred miles away, the suburbs of the city are not as prosperous as the city, and the continuous mountains and forests are matched with the cold swishing cool breeze, coupled with the howls of unknown creatures from time to time, which are enough to make people shiver in a hurry.
A young man who looked like a scholar hurriedly walked with a book frame on his back, looked up at the dark sky, the scholar nervously clenched the hem of his clothes, and the palms of his clenched hands were already drenched with a thin layer of sweat.
For this autumn, he survived the cold window for ten years, and it was a pity that his name fell to Sun Mountain last time, but this time he prepared for a good life, and he must have been hit.
Originally, I just wanted to take a shortcut and rush to the capital earlier, so that I could have a little more time to prepare for the exam.
I didn't think that as soon as he entered the forest, he couldn't get out, and it always seemed like he was going in circles in circles.
Scholars are also cultural people, so they naturally know some ways to distinguish the direction, and it is useless to see the growth of trees and make markers.
There was a strange hissing sound behind him, accompanied by a strange cold, the scholar was startled, and his steps were faster.
Something cold slipped into the placket of his clothes, and the scholar subconsciously stretched out his hand, and his head was full of cold sweat.
"Yo," a creepy female voice sounded from behind, and the voice seemed to have been dusted underground for many years, giving people goosebumps, "a handsome scholar." ”
The scholar was so frightened that his back stiffened, and he couldn't even use his brain well, and his nerves were tense, so he just stood in place fixedly, not knowing how to escape.
A cold cool breeze quickly blew in his ears, stabbing the scholar as if he had been thrown into the river, "Play with my sister for a while." ”
The scholar was frightened of a spirit, and inexplicably remembered the legend of the spirit mentioned in the Zhiwei novel, there are always some resentful ghosts and fierce beasts, and they love to come out to find prey when the moon is dark and the wind is high.
The cold touch slowly descended down the shoulder blades, and the scholar was so frightened that he even cried when he spoke, "Good sister, I'm just a poor scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam......
"Let me go, let me go, and you will pity me."
The scholar was originally born with pink carving, but at this moment he was frightened again, and his fair and beautiful little face became more and more pale, but the eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips became more and more provocative.
It looks even more pitiful.
"Good, good sister, Xiaosheng has never done anything evil, beg my sister to raise her noble hand......"
The white-faced scholar stumbled to speak, his clear and beautiful amber eyes full of fear, but his mouth kept saying pleading words.
The human-faced snake hissed and spat out the snake letter, and his heart actually liked this scholar more and more.
Obviously a prey.
She likes good-looking boys, the more beautiful they are, the better the effect of replenishing qi and nourishing beauty.
It's just a pity, it's the ninth, if it's done, she also wants to leave such a white-faced scholar, and it's good to stay by her side as a companion.
Thinking about that Xu Xian and the White Lady, how happy and happy, people and snakes fall in love, but they are also passed on as a beautiful talk in the world.
It's just that the legendary White Lady was born beautiful, cultivated and tall, and can switch forms freely, which can't be compared to their group of snakes who need to rely on witchcraft to transform into shapes.
That's God's injustice.
She also wants a lover, a love affair that lives and dies together, not for immortality, but for a lifetime and a couple, and she will live up to it.
But she was a snake, and no one liked snakes, so cold and ugly, with a mouth and sharp teeth.
She is not a white lady, and there is no Xu Xian in the world, they are all made up by the world out of thin air, but she yearns for it.
She will never forget the terrifying look of the handsome man who went up the mountain to collect medicine when he saw her true face, he was afraid of her, he was afraid of her, obviously she loved him so much.
But she really wants it, since fate has never given it to her, then she can only fight for it herself.
As for how many people she has to hurt in exchange for the chance to transform into a shape, she doesn't care so much, as long as she can be the same as others.
Don't be a snake, don't be immortal, don't be immortal, she wants to live like a human being, like everyone else.
Just like them.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the human-faced snake suddenly became firm, and he had to find a way to get what he wanted, and he who felt sorry for himself would always be only worthy of being a weakling.
She was not reconciled.
The human-faced snake looked up at the sky, only to see the clouds and mist slowly dissipate, and the bright moon swayed and appeared.
It's almost time.
The night was already deep, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to wait for the next prey, and she would have to use his heart's blood as the last medicine before she could officially transform into a human form.
"If my sister lets you go, who will let me go." The human-faced snake just smiled sadly, lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, it won't hurt very much." ”
Feeling a cold hand sticking to his neck, the scholar only felt that his hairs stood on end, and the blood all over his body was constantly gushing and roaring, but the coldness seemed to engulf him little by little......
At this time, the moon on the horizon was completely revealed, not a white crescent moon color, but a scarlet and desperate color, which was creepy to look at.
In the eerie atmosphere around him, the eyes of the human-faced snake gradually turned red, and the scales behind him made a terrifying sound of rubbing against the ground with sharp nails.
The white light broke through the rich darkness at once.
"Ahh
A terrible scream pierced the dark night, and the voice was not a young scholar, but a crazy female voice that made the scalp tingle.
The arm that had just been transformed was cut off by life, and the cold snake blood with a dull red color was extremely terrifying.
"Who are you?" The voice of the human-faced snake was instantly raised a lot, and she looked at the man in black opposite with fierce eyes, "Why are you in my way?" ”
This is the last one, as long as she kills this scholar, she will have a chance to become a human.
As long as you can transform into a human being, you can live in this world as a human being, without going back to a dark and damp cave, without having to live in ugly snake skin......
No one could stop her.
"You can't kill him." Zhou Xuan's tone was light, but his words were full of firmness, "If you kill people, he won't be able to enter reincarnation." ”
Iniquity.
Zhou Xuan didn't think he was a good stubble, but although the human race was weak, he couldn't be slaughtered casually because of his own selfish desires.
Moreover, the civet clan owes a lot to the human race, and he will have to repay the ninety-nine eighty-one merits one by one after all.
It was a curse, it was imprinted on him by the Terrans, who hated the Terrans and were hated by the Terrans.
But even so, the Terrans wanted him to be their spear and shield.
What is engraved in the bones cannot be forgotten or washed.
When such a thing happened today, it was natural to come to the rescue, whether it was for those merits or to protect this fragile and pitiful human race.
Seeing that he was saved, the scholar hurriedly turned his gaze to the strange man who had just appeared, and his amber eyes were very beautiful in a blink of an eye.
Zhou Xuan happened to look at the scholar for a while, and beckoned to him to hide behind him.
The scholar is also a clever person, and immediately hid behind Zhou Xuan with the book frame on his back, only revealing half of his clean and good-looking face, and his beautiful eyes were exposed, looking like a frightened child.
"Can't get into reincarnation?" The human-faced snake suddenly laughed, "What does it matter to me that he can't enter reincarnation?" ”
The shrill and piercing laughter looked even more eerie and eerie in the dark night, and the human-faced snake laughed for a while, and the expression on his face suddenly became grim.
"In that case, then you should die too!"
The human-faced snake transformed, and the stiff woman's face turned into a triangular snake head, two black eyes glowing with a venomous light, and the scales on the body were glowing with the usual turquoise.
The scholar was so frightened when he saw this appearance that his soul was not possessed, and as soon as his legs were weak, he collapsed directly on the ground, "snake ......"
Zhou Xuan didn't pay attention to the frightened scholar, but just dismantled the move of the human-faced snake and carefully diverted the attack elsewhere.
As soon as Zhou Xuan's heart moved, a light broke in his hand, and the blue-green in his eyes became more and more profound and sharp.
With a piercing scream, the snake's head turned into a stiff woman's face again, and the human-faced snake fell to the ground gasping for breath, but its eyes glowed with a vicious light.
"Don't you hate?" The tone of the human-faced snake was so cold that it sent chills down the spine, and the self-sufficiency of the heart went upward, "I can only hide in the dark all my life, everyone shouts and beats, and everyone hates it?" ”
Zhou Xuan's eyes were cold, "What other tricks do you want to play?" ”
The human-faced snake suddenly laughed, like a mad madman, "We are the same, you also hate and are unwilling, right?" ”
A civet cat who is disgusted by people, but is still bound by a curse, lives even more unbearable than her.
Zhou Xuan frowned, "I don't have that much thought, and I don't bother to do things to transfer anger." ”
"Passing on anger?" The voice of the human-faced snake sharpened, "That's what they should bear, who made them not love me?" Who let them, afraid of me? ”
The human-faced snake shook twice, and attacked Zhou Xuan again, she was crazy, but she was also forced.
Shall you be nobler than anyone else? Don't be there to make a bodhisattva's heart, and teach people to be compassionate.
If the Buddha doesn't save me, the Buddha over there is not compassionate enough, and he is abandoned anyway, even if he does a lot of evil, what can he do?
Zhou Xuan saw that the human-faced snake had lost his mind, so he cut off the head of the snake that was shaking everywhere with a knife, and this woman was afraid that she would be stunned if she lived alone for a hundred years.
The obsession is so deep.
Hopelessly.
If she hadn't been killed today, this woman would have experimented endlessly, using the blood of passers-by to dye her unattainable illusion.