The bright red lantern in the forest lit up again, fluttered into the depths of the forest, and then disappeared without a trace in front of a cliff.

In the dark and cold cave, the bright red lantern floated in through the stone wall, An Qing held the lantern and went inside, and with the faint light, his footsteps moved to a cliff in the cave and stopped.

Under his feet is the bottomless abyss, filled with thick darkness, the surroundings seem to be covered with ink-colored curtains, the cold wind is like a poisonous snake of the letter on the body, the ears can only hear the murmuring of the dark river, with the arrival of the flood season, the water flow is getting more and more rapid.

An Qing walked to the edge of the cliff connecting the cave to the ground, knelt down, and said timidly: "Master, Yang Luo has taken it." As he spoke, he held up a soft light in his hand, and then slowly sent it into the darkness.

In a moment, something beneath the ground suddenly let out a greedy gasp, as if a hungry beast had eaten a delicious meal and let out a sigh of contentment. Immediately afterwards, something climbed the stone wall and went up quickly, and there seemed to be a smooth scale in the darkness rubbing against the stone wall, An Qing's body trembled slightly, and before he could get ready, he was hit by a heavy blow in the dark, and his slender body flew up from the ground, fell to the stone wall of the cave, and fell to the ground.

"Ungrateful things!"

Two bright red and bloodthirsty clusters of light suddenly rose in the abyss, staring coldly at An Qing, who fell to the ground and was weakened by this blow.

The crimson pupils in the red light stretched into a thin line, and it seemed that he was extremely angry, wanting to crush the soul in front of him.

"Think about it, if it weren't for me, you would still be a five-year-old lonely ghost now, I will teach you to practice, teach you to kill, teach you to always remember the hatred in your heart, and you!"

The giant beast in the darkness exuded a cold bloody aura, and when it spoke, there was a hint of meanness and sharpness in its tone.

"Think of the people who killed you, think of how miserable you died, tsk!! Why, is it that your heart is soft-hearted now? Or colluded with someone, and what kind of heart was saved! ”

An Qing got up and knelt down again, although the ghost had lost his body, after this blow, a few drops of empty blood still fell along his pale lips, and he lowered his head and replied, "No, there is no one." ”

With a "snap", a loud slap fell on An Qing's face again, and then the two huge eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold hand, with long nails and the smell of eating flesh and blood for a long time, raising An Qing's face.

"I know that there is a mortal living in the forest, but now that he is about to get out of the customs, this seat has no time to clean him up, and when I am done, I will definitely turn him into a ball of powder, and the yellow springs and hells in the sky and the earth, so that you will never find him again!"

An Qing's heart was confused, and he defended: "He is just an ordinary person who is cornered, and he doesn't dare to offend his master." ”

"Don't dare?"

Through the thick darkness, An Qing could feel the other party's bloodthirsty eyes sweeping over every inch of her skin, and the pointed nails gradually tightened around her neck, and then little by little, pinched in.

"Don't think that without you, I won't be able to get out, even if there is no living soul you collect, this seat will still turn into a dragon and achieve great success! But you'd better be honest, and don't forget, your body is in my hands, and if you dare to betray it, I'll let you and the mortal be wiped out! ”

An Qing was pinched speechlessly, so she had to close her eyes quietly, life and death were still up to the other party.

After a while, the hand that was tightly clamping An Qing around his neck disappeared suddenly, and then, listening to some huge figure sneaking back into the underground river along the stone wall, the fierce and crazy sound kept echoing in the empty cave.

"No one in this world can stop me! No one! ”

An Qing knelt on the ground for a long time, listening to the abyss gradually quieting down, before struggling to stand up, and when he looked up, the bright red lantern fluttered in his hand, turned around and passed through the stone wall, and reappeared in the forest.

Kang Ting has been back from Wutong Town to the mountains and forests for a few days, during this time, he did not run around anymore, but accompanied An Qing, the two of them talked, looked up at the stars, listened to the sound of rain, because they cherished it in their hearts, and lived a quiet and contented life.

For Kang Ting's previous busy travel, An Qing saw it in her eyes, and was also moved by Kang Ting's hard work, and now stopped to accompany her, An Qing felt that even if she didn't have much time left, having someone to accompany her had already satisfied her original extravagant hopes. When she was a child, after being aware of the world's ignorance, fate gave her less kindness, she remembered that because of her biological father, the people in the village pointed behind her back, it seems that the name "wild seed" is more widely spread than the word Anqing, and then later, she can't eat enough, she can't wear warm, and she grabs a bite to eat in the dog basin in the cold winter, and in the memory of being born in the world, the best thing she has eaten is a string of sugar gourds with saliva handed to her by Kang Ting when she was a child.

Later, she died, and the lonely and miserable person who died was so pitiful, and the hatred in her heart was monstrous, and after becoming a lonely ghost, she became a pawn that the mountain demon had been planning for a long time, and she also became bloodthirsty and cruel, just like those who killed her.

She wandered quietly alone in the mountains and forests, and walked for many years, sometimes listening to the flocks of birds on her head and the fish in the water, An Qing stopped and thought, what would it be like to have someone to accompany her? After thinking about it, and finally facing the reality, An Qing was sober again, her life was thin, where would there be someone to rely on and accompany her.

Until one day, the boy with the sugar gourd suddenly appeared in front of her again.

He loves her, loves her, pities her, and sees everything she does for her, he has worked hard, An Qing doesn't want him to be a moth to the fire anymore, they are separated by yin and yang, he is kind and righteous, she is full of blood, and there is nothing possible for the two of them. A young man like him should be high-spirited and proud, marry a good girl and a beautiful girl, and live a lifetime, instead of being with her.

Therefore, An Qing felt that cherishing this time was the best thing the two of them could do to fall in love, and when the big demon came out of the customs and caused a bloody storm, she could not defeat the mountain demon, so she could only do her best to protect a Kangting Anran.

An Qing planned like this, but in Kang Ting's heart, it was another kind of plan.

After getting some guidance from the old man in the Yuelao Temple, Kang Ting rushed back to the inn next to the Yanshan Bridge overnight, knocked on the door of the firewood shed, and saw the quiet girl holding a red wedding dress in her arms.

Kang Ting didn't say much, only said one word to the girl, and Kang Ting didn't quite understand what the cause and effect meant, but it was deeply remembered in his mind.

Kill demons and evils, save the people, and eliminate the blame.

The girl didn't have much interest in Kang Ting, but when she heard this, her eyes slowly rose from the wedding dress, and looked at him quietly, her eyes were full of affection, and she didn't move away for a long time, but she didn't seem to be looking at him.

In the end, the girl did not give Kang Ting a definite answer, only responded in her nasal voice, and as for whether to help him get rid of the demon or not, how to get rid of the demon, she never said a word.

Kang Ting came out of Wutong Town, returned to Bian An to bid farewell to his parents, and resolutely turned around and went to the mountains and forests amid the crying of his parents.

Right now, the flood season has arrived, and the rain is coming, and the day when the mountain demon comes out of the customs is already close at hand.

After leaving the city, Kang Ting walked on the road alone, and saw several men in the prime of life, followed by a man who looked like a warlock, carrying a coffin and walking towards the city. This warlock Kang Ting recognized and begged him, but this warlock had no one in his eyes, and he insisted that Kang Ting was bewitched by ghosts, and he couldn't distinguish the truth and falsehood, and said that if Kang Ting paid a considerable amount of money, he could see if he could help him exorcise ghosts.

Looking at the team carrying the coffin on the opposite side, and the smug appearance of the warlock, Kang Ting knew that this warlock actually had some skills, and he was very popular in Bian An City on weekdays, but it is said that later, when the family of the deceased who had his eyes gouged out was invited to go to the mountains and forests to eliminate demons, he stepped into the mountains and forests for only two or three miles, and he didn't know what he found, and the warlock was so frightened that he peed his pants.

The two parties got closer and closer, and Kang Ting retreated towards the side of the road, thinking that the dead were greater, and he should avoid them. As he passed by, the warlock also saw Kang Ting, looked at each other, slurred his mouth twice with great irony, and shook his head and left.

Kang Ting didn't know the villain in general, just walked a few steps, and saw Brother Er Niu in the next village stop him, and the two talked a few words, but Brother Er Niu persuaded him to go home with the intention of Kang Ting's parents.

Kang Ting listened to a few words, and only nodded his head, thinking that if that important event passed smoothly, he would definitely go home often.

After some greetings, Kang Ting looked at the coffin that was carrying away, and casually asked Brother Erniu what was going on? But this question made Kang Ting lose his mind for a long time.

Brother Er Niu said that the person in the coffin was originally the young master of Bian An's wealthy family, and when he passed by the mass grave one evening, he was put on the body by a monster, and his yang qi was greatly damaged.

Later, the family was afraid that something would happen to him, so they locked the young master in the house, who knew that the young master was fascinated, and he actually took a knife and slashed his neck, and his life was whimpered, and the parents at home lost their beloved son and hated the banshee, so they spent half their life savings and invited the warlock to subdue the demon and avenge their son.

The warlock took the money, and stayed in the mass grave for many days and did not see the banshee come out, so he called many strong men to lure him, but still did not come out, and later, the warlock came up with a good idea, that is, the body of the young master was dragged to the mass grave, and sure enough, that night, a banshee attached to the body of the young master and wept bitterly, and the warlock also took this opportunity to take the banshee.

When it came to the end, Brother Er Niu was surprised and made a gesture, and told Kang Tingdao that the banshee was not a fox or a wild ghost, but a ecstasy grass born on the grave, and it became a spirit because of its age.

Kang Ting listened, and didn't speak for a long time, unable to figure out why the ecstasy that had always been shrewd and cunning, and who could survive among the many mountain demons and ghosts in the mountains and forests, was so stupid that it was only a short time in the world.