As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun is like a handful of orange-yellow splashes, swaying obliquely on the leaves of the luxuriant trees, leaving a few scattered spots of light, flickering with the swaying of the leaves.

On the path in the woods, a young man in a cheap white robe and a yellow bamboo bookcase wiped the sweat from his chin with the back of his hand, looked up at the slanting sun behind the green shade, and the anxiety in his heart quickly surged to his face.

"Ah, how good is this, how is it good......"

A soft and slight voice came from the young scholar's lips like a mosquito, and the white hands of a woman under his sleeves were also clenched into two loose fists because of anxiety at this time.

A little overwhelmed, he walked briskly back and forth in the same place, and the young scholar's face was unconsciously filled with very obvious anxiety and uneasiness.

He kept whispering:

"In this wilderness, if Xiaosheng encounters any spirits, it will be in vain to waste Xiaosheng's ten years of hard work and wronged the elderly mother in Xiaosheng's family!"

In his anxiety, he didn't notice that his words had unconsciously carried an obvious cry, combined with its white and tender skin that made women envy and his handsome face, which invisibly exuded a sense of pity that was endearing.

In the mountains, this is the deadliest temptation for female spirits.

Of course, many male spirits don't have taboos in this area either.

Tears unconsciously filled the corners of the scholar's eyes, and then slowly blurred his vision.

Watching the sunset in front of him, which had blurred into an orange-red disc due to tears, disappear into the mountains in the distance little by little, the scholar's psychological defense line seemed to be broken through in an instant, making him sit on the side of the road in a collapse, covering his face and starting to sob.

As if for fear of attracting youkai, he tried his best to suppress his cries, for fear that his cries would lead to murder.

This wilderness with no village in front and no shop in the back, there are at least dozens of miles of mountain roads from the next town.

As if angry that he had fallen into such a dangerous situation in order to hurry, the handsome scholar began to slap his cheek again and again, but as if he was afraid of pain, he always retracted his strength when the slap was about to fall on his cheek, and finally only symbolically pressed lightly.

"Yo, where did you come from, why are you crying alone in this wilderness?"

A soft and charming voice that seemed to be able to slide into the bone marrow suddenly sounded in the scholar's ears, making countless charming fantasies appear in his mind, and he looked up at the owner of the voice in a bit of a daze.

It was a beautiful woman in coarse cloth clothes, although she was in the wilderness, her skin was as white as a deep lady from a rich family, and her narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a charming charm in it.

Although she was dressed simply, the coarse cloth clothes could not hide the woman's bumpy figure, and a pair of high and bulging peaks seemed to tear the front of the garment!

The scholar seemed to be stunned by the pair of peaks, and he didn't relax for a while.

When he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a big dream, he met the woman's charming eyes full of smiles.

"Or a thief-minded little offspring?"

The scholar, whose face was flushed with shame, had no intention of distinguishing whether the woman's words were teasing or flirting, but lowered his head and did not dare to look at the woman again.

"Little ...... Xiaosheng came from Songcheng in the east and went to ...... ...... to Beijing Hurry for the exam! ”

The scholar, who seemed to be holding his breath before finishing his sentence intermittently, was silent again, as if he was playing the role of a stone on the side of the road, motionless.

Listening to the scholar's words, the woman's charming eyes quickly turned in the sockets, and then a seductive smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, shining with the beautiful mole.

After a moment of silence, the woman made a somewhat embarrassed look, and said in a delicate tone:

"If Childe doesn't dislike it, the slave's house is at the foot of the mountain in front, Childe can spend the night, so it's too dangerous, and there are many ghosts in this area, Childe can't be careless."

The scholar, who had been a little excited to hear it, immediately jumped up from the ground after hearing the word "ghost", his face turned from red to white, as if he had forgotten the etiquette of the sages, and almost grabbed the woman's arm.

"Good! Good! Xiaosheng has thanked the girl in advance! ”

The woman looked at the scholar's unbearable performance, the smile in her eyes became more obvious, and after bowing slightly, she turned around and led the way.

"Childe, please, it's only a short walk away."

"Engongzi doesn't have to worry about rumors, there is a little brother in the slave family."

Hearing that there was a younger brother in the woman's house, the scholar seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and finally made up his mind to follow the woman.

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, but it seems that under the urging of the sunset and the faint fragrance of the woman in front of him, the scholar who was already sweating profusely showed no sign of being tired.

The woman who led the way kept smiling at the corners of her mouth, as if she hadn't noticed whether the scholar's physical strength would be exhausted.

As the woman said, the descent did not take much time, and before the sun had completely disappeared behind the mountain, the two came to two huts at the foot of the mountain.

The thatched hut is ordinary, surrounded by a circle of bamboo-woven low walls, making it impossible to see the scene in the courtyard at a glance.

Little by little, the setting sun faded behind the mountain in the distance, and only the last glimmer of light disappeared in the direction of the hut, like a rag, and the orange-yellow light was neatly wiped away from the scholar in the direction of the woman.

In the last touch of the sunset, the woman propped up one hand on the wooden door in the middle of the bamboo fence, turned to the scholar and showed a beautiful smile:

"Childe, please."

The scholar, who didn't seem to feel anything unusual, smiled back at the woman, and then, with obvious ease and excitement, stepped through the wooden door that the woman had opened for him, and entered the courtyard.

The courtyard was empty, except for the pale skeleton heads piled up in the middle of the courtyard, as if they were smiling silently at the scholars.

"Childe, the slave family will let you taste the happiness of a man."

"But after that...... Childe also wants the slave family to taste your taste~"

The soft voice came from behind the scholar, like a demon claw from the underworld, surrounding the scholar.

After the scholar stepped through the threshold of the wooden door, an invisible film quickly rose from the edge of the bamboo hedges, and in an instant, it shrouded the entire courtyard like an inverted porcelain bowl.

The woman who had followed the scholar into the door no longer maintained her disguise, and her skin instantly swelled up, as if countless small worms were wriggling under the skin.

One after another black bristles pierced out of her back, and a pair of seductive twin peaks on her chest exploded in an instant, revealing two huge pitch-black eyes, and the skin on her chest opened up six small holes, among which six pitch-black eyes were one size smaller.

The woman's body seemed to be twisted by a tremendous force, and with the piercing sound of flesh and bones shattering, the back with eight legs turned to the ground, and the chest with eight eyes twisted in front of her.

It seems that in just an instant, a bewitching and seductive beautiful woman has turned into a giant spider!

The scholar who seemed to be so frightened that he didn't dare to move didn't make any reaction, just "stunned" and waited for the spider spirit to show his true body.

Seeing the scholar's unbearable condition, the spider spirit's pair of mouthparts that looked like iron pincers with spikes opened rapidly, and let out a piercing shrill laugh.

In the next moment, a silver-white sword light flashed away.

The giant spider spirit was cut in half along the central axis of its body, and it turned into two identical halves straight and straight, and fell to the left and right.

After a moment, a purple-black fishy liquid surged out from the neat facet, pickling the earthy ground.

The white-clothed scholar didn't know when he had put away the disguise of the hanger, regained his indifferent expression, and said emotionlessly:

"I hate it when people lie to me."

I've heard you say that you have a "younger brother" to follow you for such a long time, otherwise you would not be qualified to choose your own death.

Up and down the mountain, for him, it's just a matter of a sword anyway.

The white-clothed scholar didn't say anything more, and cut the courtyard into powder in a sword light, and then took out a snow-white book of unknown material from the bookbox behind him, pinched the sword finger in his right hand, and drew a silver-white "horizontal" on the blank space on it.

This is the first stroke of a new "positive" word.

And before that blank, there were already countless "positive" words neatly arranged.

"Nine hundred and twenty-one."

The white-clothed scholar muttered in a low voice, and then turned away in a dashing manner.