The flocculents in the spring and March, with the wind falling down from the trees, sometimes one by two, sometimes one after another, like a heavy snow that has been accumulated for a long time in the cold winter wax moon, until the spring rain arrives overnight, and the white flocculents on the wet land finally have a stop.

In addition to the change of a reliable prefect in Bian Ancheng, there is nothing worth talking about, but Xiao Wu's child has risen high in Miss Wang's belly, and Kang Ting's father and mother have set up a stall on the street to sell vegetables saved in winter, and the white girl who sells wine in the Bai family is still unconscious, listening to the neighbors, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive this summer.

Kang Ting, like many bystanders, felt sorry for the Bai family girl, and the most he did was to appear in court to testify against the prefect's brother-in-law's various crimes, so that the bad people could be punished, and the Bai family girl would be given justice.

Everything seemed to be going on slowly like this, but what Kang Ting couldn't bear was that his beloved seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, so weak that the time with him was getting shorter and shorter, and the lantern in her hand was flickering and almost extinguished. Kang Ting knew that according to what the ecstasy said, she was under the control of the mountain demon, and although she had to kill the living for it in order to take revenge, she also had to kill the lives of the living for it, but now An Qing was dragging it, she slowed down the frequency of her killing, because she wanted to delay the time when the mountain demon came out.

As for why, Kang Ting can also come up with a thing or two, the mountain demon cultivates the left way, if it is out of the customs, it will definitely be a catastrophe for the people around her, An Qing was not afraid of anything, and she wished that everyone in this world was dead, but now, he has become the only concern in her heart.

Her heart has always been kind, she has hated and resented, she knows that the taste is unspeakably bitter, and she does not want ordinary people in this world who are as humble and pitiful as her to repeat her mistakes.

Kang Ting also tried to think of other ways to deal with the mountain demon, but according to An Qing's description, the difference in strength is too big after all, if he provokes the mountain demon at this time, I am afraid that it will be like fifteen years ago, and it will be another bloody rain.

Kang Ting thought back and forth, and thought about it back and forth, and Bian Ancheng and even hundreds of miles away, all the famous warlocks and mages visited countless times, and one by one they either didn't believe it, or they asked for sky-high honorariums, and then some, when they heard about it, they simply closed the door, for fear that Kang Ting would find it again, even if there were one or two who were willing to help, but they were all mediocre and couldn't help much.

Running around for days, seeing that he has walked all over the spring, the summer flood season is approaching, Kang Ting still has no clue, the only way is to leave him with a big knife, with the power of mortals, to go to the mountain demon who has practiced for hundreds of years.

Later, An Qing didn't kill anyone anymore, the lantern in her hand never lit again, and at some point, her soul would be shattered by the mountain demon.

Kang Ting was anxious, seeing the rain one after another, and the water in the river rising several feet, but he still had no clue.

Walking on the road, Kang Ting was at a loss and full of confusion, a cart pulling cattle suddenly approached, Kang Ting retreated to the side of the road, turned his head to look at the cart, only to find that the cart was not filled with livestock to be slaughtered, but a broken mat wrapped in a broken mat, the body of a beggar who had stiffened.

The carriage creaked and squeaked in the direction of the mass grave, and Kang Ting looked at the carriage in the distance, and suddenly remembered an extremely important clue in his mind.

When he helped the ecstasy to take root in the mass grave, the ecstasy once said, kill the demon with the demon, and return the demon to the king.

Kang Ting was puzzled at first, now think about it, it is rumored that there is a town called Wutong Town along the river down a hundred miles or so, there is a town called Wutong Town, there is a Yanshan Bridge in the town, the legend of the demon under the Yanshan Bridge, he also heard it when he was young, a few days ago when he went to Qingzhou to ask for a warlock to help, he heard the people over there say that the big demon under the Yanshan Bridge has come out, and he lives in the Yanshan Bridge. At first, people were very afraid, it can be seen that the big demon did not do anything to harm the people, and over time, people also unloaded their guards, but very few people passed by the Yanshan Bridge, even if outsiders passed by here to ask for directions, people would also point to the road outside the Yanshan Bridge for pedestrians to go. Kang Ting thought in his heart, since the big demon had never hurt anyone, it could be seen that there was only a little difference from the mountains and forests, if he went to beg her......

Thinking of this, Kang Ting was actually a little timid in his heart, even if he was not small, it was common to burn incense and worship Buddha and worship immortal officials, if he really went to find a big demon, it was inevitable that he would still be a little afraid, because in people's words, whether it was hundreds of years ago, or more than ten years ago, the scene of monsters eating people was depicted bloody and terrifying, he was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die in vain.

But if he didn't ask, he let go of An Qing and didn't say it, the thousands of people in the villages around the mountains and forests, and even the entire Bian Ancheng, might have to experience a catastrophe, and when the time came, it would be another catastrophe, and he couldn't escape, and his relatives and friends couldn't escape.

So, Kang Ting still decided to go.

Looking up at the sun, Kang Ting turned around on the road and walked in the direction of Bian Ancheng.

The horses raised in the Golden Autumn Dart Bureau can be regarded as the best in terms of foot strength, and when Kang Ting rode to Wutong Town, the sky had just darkened.

I inquired about the direction of the Yanshan Bridge with the villagers in the town, and those villagers kindly persuaded Kang Ting to stay away from there when leaving, so as not to alarm the big demon inside. Kang Ting thanked the villagers, but he still resolutely went in the direction of the Yanshan Bridge.

Along the river to the Yanshan Bridge, Kang Ting thought that the place where the demon lived should be gloomy, crows and bats flying around, and the wind was blowing, all of which were strange tones, but when he got closer, he found that in addition to being quieter, it was no different from ordinary houses, and the rumored place where the big demon lived was not a tall tree hole pit, and it seemed to be a tea shop that had not opened for a long time.

The bridge is quiet in the night, accompanied by an old willow with the thickness of a millstone on the river bank and a pool of starlight reflected in the river, which looks particularly lonely.

The nightingale in the willow tree cried softly, flapped its wings and flew away.

Kang Ting looked around, tied up his horse, and then walked towards the tea shop with the door closed, step by step.

When he got closer, Kang Ting plucked up the courage and wanted to knock on the door knocker gently, but when he looked up and saw that the moon in the sky had already risen above the treetops, he withdrew his hand again, thinking of begging someone to do something, and it always seemed too rude to bother him late at night, so Kang Ting turned around and went to the old willow tree, intending to wait under the tree for one night, and then go to ask for it tomorrow morning. But in the middle of the night, the fickle day suddenly began to rain, Kang Ting got up from under the willow tree, looked around a few times, and then went to a small firewood shed next to him, thinking of borrowing someone's firewood shed to avoid the rain, presumably the master can also understand.

There was a tall pile of firewood stomping at the door of the firewood shed, and no one had touched it for a long time, and it seemed that it had been some years.

Kang Ting went over and saw that there was a dilapidated wooden door installed at the door of the firewood shed, and the wooden door was not locked, and it looked like it was about to fall apart.

The rain fell more and more urgently, Kang Ting reached out and gently pushed the wooden door, only to find that the wooden door seemed to be bolted from the inside, and it could not be pushed open.

Kang Ting realized that there might be someone inside, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I thought there was no one inside." ”

It was quiet in the firewood room, and it seemed that there was really no one, but Kang Ting didn't rush in again, took a few steps back, and thought that it would be okay to spend the night under the Yanshan Bridge, but he heard a shallow female voice in the firewood room, and seemed to be a little tired.

"There's no one in the tea shop, let's go there and take shelter from the rain."

When Kang Ting heard this, he stood in the rain and looked at the dark tea shop, but he still stopped and didn't go, thinking that although there was no one in the tea shop, there was a big demon, and it was not good to go and disturb it.

Regardless of the woman's intentions, Kang Ting still thanked the other side, and when he was about to go under the bridge, he found that the rain in the sky came and went quickly, and the ground was not all wet, but it suddenly stopped. So Kang Ting turned around and leaned against the old willow tree again.

The next morning, the sun was shining.

Kang Ting saw that the hour was almost up, so he went to the door of the tea shop and knocked on the door, pondered the words in his belly, and said, "Senior Kang Ting, I want to see you...... Ask to see the seniors. ”

The room was silent, and no one answered him.

Kang Ting thought about it, and then called again, "Junior Kang Ting, I have something important to ask to see my senior." ”

Still no one responded.

Kang Ting pondered for a moment, thinking that the other party was disgusted with his lack of sincerity, so he lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on his knees, and said to the door: "Junior Kang Ting, I am willing to pay all the costs and ask to see my seniors." ”

This time, the door creaked open, but it was not the tea shop opposite Kangting, but the locked firewood room last night.

"The owner of this place has moved elsewhere, if you have any problems, go to the village and inquire, don't go out and look for it."

Kang Ting turned his head and saw a woman standing at the door of the firewood room, seventeen or eighteen, her eyebrows were as beautiful as the picture, but her face was a little pale, her expression was calm and natural, and there was a hint of sadness.

Recalling the scene of sheltering from the rain last night, Kang Ting quickly got up and said to the girl: "I didn't know that the girl was in there last night, so I disturbed the girl." ”

"It doesn't matter." The other party shook his head, and he didn't see Kang Ting.

Kang Ting looked at the tea shop, and there was really no response for a long time, so he asked the woman, "...... here People, moved away? ”

"Hmm." The other party responded, and looked at the Yanshan Bridge from afar.

Kang Ting was a little lost, and felt that the hope in his heart was empty again, so he asked again: "Do you know where they have moved, girl?" ”

"I don't know." The woman's expression was always indifferent, but she didn't seem to be disgusted with Kang Ting.

Kang Ting's heart was empty, looking at the closed door of the tea shop, he felt that he was particularly useless, so he had to bow to the woman, and said in despair: "Thank you, girl." ”

After that, Kang Ting went to find his horse, his steps were heavy, as if he had been filled with gold and iron sand, and walked towards the outside of Wutong Town.