Wushan feels that he is an Oscar winner, as long as he is still pretending to be asleep, he must be.

Call...... Hush......

ZZzz……

Wushan slept soundly, and the undulating snoring is the best proof of this.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the door of this room was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged beautiful woman with a loving face and a wooden hairpin dressed in plain clothes walked in.

The beautiful woman inserted the candle in her hand into the candlestick, and the candlelight illuminated the room, so that a trace of warmth rose in the cold room.

The beautiful woman looked at Wushan, who was lying on the bed with her back to her, and pushed a pot of charcoal fire in front of her in the direction of the big bed, and after staring at Wushan's back for a while, she picked up the medicinal soup that had just been placed on the table and walked over.

"Da Lang, it's time to drink the medicine!!"

A gentle and loving voice interrupted the snoring.

Wu Shan on the bed woke up with his eyes open, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with sleepy eyes, and shouted in an intimate and cute tone.

"Mother!"

The beautiful woman hummed softly, helped Wushan on the bed with some difficulty, and brought the medicinal soup to him.

"Da Lang, drink the medicine!!"

Wu Shan yawned, picked up the medicine bowl and gulped.

When a bowl of medicinal soup was about to reach the bottom, Wushan stopped drinking the medicine, pushed the last bit of medicinal soup in front of the woman, and said seriously and stubbornly.

"Mother, you can also drink some, the cold wind is cold in early spring, and the medicinal soup can warm your body."

The woman looked at her stubborn son, nodded lovingly, and took the bowl and drank the last bit of medicinal soup and residues.

The young man on the bed stared at the beautiful woman, his face showing a little obsession, reminiscence, and reluctance.

In the depths of his feelings, the young man couldn't help but say.

"Mother, you are so beautiful!"

'Hmm...... Hehe...... Quack quack...... 'The beautiful woman looked at Wushan on the bed and smiled, and the laughter gradually changed from love to weirdness and permeating.

At the same time, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot, and a cold and deep aura instantly surrounded the young man named Wushan on the bed.

Wu Shan stared at the beautiful woman intently, and also smiled, and the laughter was full of affection.

In the next second, the laughter stopped, and the two of them changed their faces in unison.

"Bold and demonic, break into the place of literary favor in the middle of the night, show illusions, demagoguery, get out, otherwise you will be wiped out in minutes!"

Wu Shan said these words righteously, with his resolute expression, upright tone, and slightly hideous face, a wave of ruthlessness and a sense of justice came to his face.

Along with it, there was also a torn quilt thrown by Wushan.

The quilt touched the body of the beautiful woman and passed through the body, without interfering with the sight at all and covering the head and face.

And the beautiful woman, after letting out a terrifying strange scream, a pair of arms turned into hideous ghost claws at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dark light green ghost fire was wrapped in it, and she pounced towards Wushan.

At this moment, a sound similar to the puncture of an eggshell suddenly sounded in the room.

Immediately afterwards, the beautiful woman retracted her ghost claws and hugged her head, and wailed hoarsely.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman's scalp was cracked, and her hair flew wildly, revealing the prototype.

Good fellow, it turned out to be a faceless ghost with black hair flying around, faceless, wearing a black mist coat, and not giving birth to lower limbs.

"Dog guts! Just a faceless yin, dare to come and confuse your grandfather Wushan, take your life!"

When the words fell, Huo Ran, the young man on the bed, got up, his fist was like a tiger, and he bombarded.

Wu Shan's fist did not actually hit the faceless ghost, but the blood-soaked fist wind blasted the faceless ghost away for a distance.

The faceless ghost wailed constantly, holding a ghostly body and floating in the air, so miserable.

"Literate ...... How can there be a literary atmosphere...... Isn't the Qingguo's Ju Sage already ink............"

"Why...... Why is there a poor and destitute scholar in this remote place...... It can also condense the atmosphere ......"

“…… Ah......h

With the screams, a cyan light burst out of the black mist formed by the faceless ghost, illuminating the surroundings and lighting up the house.

In an instant, the black fog vanished, the candlelight went out, the charcoal basin disappeared, and the medicine bowl was broken...... Even the cyan light was fleeting.

The black fog and blue light are gone, where is there any beautiful woman in the house? Where is there any medicinal soup? Where is there any warm candlelight?

It's all just an illusion!

Yes, but the darkness of the night, and the cold wind that slipped in through the door.

There is also the scholar Wushan who was about to pounce and pretend to be in bed just now, but in fact, his liver was scared and trembling.

At most, there was a quilt that had been patched countless times and had a few holes torn.

Wushan is a scholar, but have you ever seen a scholar who is 1.95 meters tall, has broad shoulders and a round waist, and has a physique like a violent bear?

Wu Shan stared at a pair of blazing tiger eyes, stared around the room carefully, waited for a while, and after making sure that the accident really subsided, he tiptoed out of bed and locked the door that he didn't know when it was opened.

"I'm a god! This start is a cool rhythm! ”

"The ghosts have begun to invade Qingyang Town...... If the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, it seems that he must find another place to live as soon as possible! ”

After chattering for a while, after Wushan's frightened heart liver was calmed down, Wushan lay on the bed with his eyes open, and didn't dare to close his eyes.

The illusion of the faceless ghost just now made Wushan Hou frightened and didn't dare to fall asleep again.

"Even the appearance of the mother can be conjured, the details of the appearance are not bad at all, and the temperament and personality are the same...... I'm going to you...... I'm so scared ......."

In the dead of night, Wushan did not dare to shout loudly, nor did he know who to ask for help, so he could only silently and quietly stay in the room, waiting for the dawn and dawn.

It is said that when the day dawns, the yin ghosts will retreat and all things will recover.

Just now, in order to kill the faceless ghost, Wu Shan exhausted the only remaining Wen Qi in his body, and at this moment, the [Wen Qi Fight] in his chest has been exhausted, and there is no appearance.

If there is another demon and monster, Wushan feels that he is determined to burp and end this hard-won good life early, without enough food and clothing.

Speaking of Wenqi, when Wushan had just drunk the soup, he took the opportunity to condense the last trace of Wenqi in his body into a star, wrapped it in the medicinal residue and injected it into the medicinal soup, so that he secretly calculated this faceless ghost with amazing illusions.

Burst!

As soon as he thought of the medicinal soup, Wu Shan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of dark red blood, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was hammering his chest.

"It must be that bowl of medicinal soup, it must be transformed by yin qi!"

Wu Shan's guess was right, that bowl of medicinal soup was indeed transformed by yin qi, and it was also transformed by the natal yin qi of the faceless ghost.

Yin Qi entered the body, Wushan's complexion gradually turned pale, and the heavenly court was dim.

And it is as if there is a mass of dirt in the chest, which affects breathing and blood flow throughout the body.

However, at this moment, Wushan has nothing in his body, and there is no way to eradicate it, so he has no way to start, so he can only let it stay in his body.

"That's it...... That's it, let's talk about it later, the most important thing is to live first! ”

As for the small goal of marrying a daughter-in-law, put it off for a moment.