Chapter Seventy-Seven: Painting the Wall

The clouds are hanging high, the clouds and mist are blurred, the faint light falls, and the surrounding grass and trees emit a faint green, which does not look like moonlight, but the ghost fire rises.

Yu Chen stepped on the branch of a tree, looked at the surrounding breath from a distance, and finally looked at a certain place, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a glaucoma mirror flew out of his sleeve, and a very panicked young scholar was reflected in the mirror.

There was also a little scholar with a bookbag behind the scholar, so he pushed the scholar in front of him, looked at the robbers who were getting closer and closer behind, and shouted: "Young master, young master, go quickly! I'll stop them!"

The robber with a few little minions and a full face saw the scholar stop, and immediately laughed: "Haha! You are a little guy, and you still want to stop us! Go to death!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a big knife and slashed at the little scholar.

The little scholar was startled, and hurriedly hid to the side, and the bookbag on his back was suddenly cut open, and the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc. all fell out.

"My book!" The scholar in front of him suddenly shouted, but in the next second, he saw the robber slash his scholar to death, looked at himself, and used his strength to eat milk, and ran to the other side.

I had just run two steps when I heard a soft laugh.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

The scholar was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw a beautiful figure, wearing a long dress of water green light gauze, revealing white arms, shoulders and green and white shawls, sideburns decorated with a few peach blossoms, wearing a jade bracelet with excellent carved vine bracelets, looking at the scholar with spring in his eyes.

"Childe, what are you doing looking at the slave family like this?" The woman seemed to be a little shy by the scholar, and lowered her head, looking shy. The scholar's face turned pale at first, and then cold sweat broke out, and when the woman lowered her head, he finally reacted and opened his mouth after recovering his blood slightly.

"Hell!"

The sharp screams continued to echo between the mountains and forests, and Yu Chen, who was coming with the clouds, also heard this sound, and almost couldn't help laughing.

But it's right to think about it, no matter how beautiful this woman is, she shouldn't appear in this deep mountain and old forest. In this kind of moonlight, in this environment, how can a woman with a neat and spring-colored face suddenly appear as an ordinary person.

As long as you don't have sperm in your brain, you should know what the meaning behind this is.

And the woman was also pale, looking at the scholar and wanting to strangle him, but the next second she laughed out loud, her body became illusory, shaking around, good things were ghostly, and at the same time, there was a small sound among the grass and trees.

"Sister, you see, this guy is quite smart, I wonder if his head will taste better......"

"What's delicious in the head, if you want me to say, it's still the best heart, I heard that people who read books have seven exquisite hearts, and they must be delicious. ”

"It's the brain, it's the heart, and you're not afraid of panic, I think it's best to absorb yang energy, it's simple and convenient. ”

"Absorb the yang energy, I see that you are a spring heart, and you want to have a spring supper with others! But speaking of which, this book has grown quite handsome......

"What are you fighting for, wait a minute, after we catch this scholar, we don't want to come how we want, just how to come?"

"Hehe, my sister is right, the rest of the people have already fallen into our hands, as long as we catch him again. ”

The woman's delicate laughter echoed in the void, and more and more figures dangled between the surrounding trees from time to time, and after the last sentence fell, vines poked out from all directions, hooking towards the scholar's ankles.

Clusters of turquoise ghostly fire suddenly appeared in the air, with skulls inside and their mouths open and closed.

Where had the scholar experienced such a fright, he was frightened and frightened, after the vine tied his ankle, he instinctively kicked his legs, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"I thought I had some skills, but it turned out to be a waste. ”

The woman appeared next to the scholar again, and several robbers behind her also walked over with unscathed scholars.

One of the women, who had a plum blossom painted on her eyebrows, laughed at the woman whose sideburns were decorated with peach blossoms: "Isn't Sister Peach Blossom always beautiful?

"It's just you, Nizi!" another woman with a moon season on her body nodded plum blossoms, and was about to say a few words, when suddenly they were all looking into the air.

Holding glaucoma glasses, Yu Chen, who was holding the clouds falling, looked at the few women in front of him, and said flatly: "Do the girls choose to go by themselves, or let me send you away?"

"Don't look down on people!" The woman with the fragrance of osmanthus on her body heard Yuchen's words, she was angry, raised her hand and waved, the faint cinnamon fragrance suddenly became rich, her hands were staggered, and a ring was drawn in front of her, and the moonlight gathered around the woman, making her look like an illusory bright moon.

Stretching out his hand and pointing at Yuchen, a faint cold air erupted from the woman's fingers and froze towards Yuchen.

"With Gui borrowing the moon, turning yin into cold, the exercise has a little meaning, that is, people are too bad!" After speaking, Yuchen opened his mouth and blew, a faint air flow crossed, and the wind converged, turning into a sharp blade, cutting the cold current, breaking the bright moon, and slashing towards the woman.

"Be careful!" exclaimed the rest of the women on the side, moving their hands at the same time.

The rich fragrance of flowers rose around, and the cold air became stronger and stronger, and the flowers bloomed in mid-air, stopping the sharp blades turned by the wind, and after the flowers were chopped one by one, they also disappeared into the petals.

Yu Chen's eyes flashed, his pupils contracted slightly, and he looked all the way along the breath of several women, and saw that there was a mountain wall behind the woods, on which very exquisite murals were drawn, and the goddesses with scattered flowers were lifelike. On the other side of the painting wall, there is a painting of a young monk sitting on a lotus platform and giving a lecture, with the light of Buddha emerging behind his head, but no one sits down.

Looking closely at this painting wall, Yu Chen saw several different alternatives, one was a golden-armored god standing on the periphery of many celestial maidens, holding a blade, the second was a staff-wielding celestial maiden surrounded by many celestial maidens, and finally a few men hidden in the figure of the celestial maiden.

"Ghost, Yin, Reiki, Resentment, Popularity, ......"

"Buddha's light, divine light, obsession, purity, desire......"

Yu Chen looked at the painting wall and smiled, and then saluted the monk in the painting, the monk also raised his head, looked over, and after seeing Yu Chen, he folded his hands and returned a salute.

"Interesting! It's really interesting!" Yu Chen waved his hand and rolled up the scholar and the scholar, and floated towards the nearest place with a thick red dust in the clouds.