It was deeper in the middle of the night, and a bright moon was in the sky, illuminating the top of the mountain as if it were day. Through the sparse bamboo forest, the windows of a house can be faintly seen glowing with lights. In the light, I saw a young scholar sitting in front of the desk, reading the book and flipping through the book. The lights reflected his delicate and handsome face. A pair of slender and clean hands set off an elegant atmosphere. This person is the scholar who rescued the girl during the day.

It seems that this is a study, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the bookcase by the window, an oil lamp half-bright, and the bookshelf against the wall inside is full of all kinds of ancient books, and there is a picture of ink and bamboo hanging on the wall on the side.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and there was a "rustling" sound in the originally quiet bamboo forest. After a while, there seemed to be a faint light mist, floating above the house, and the lights on the bookcase danced several times, and the flames turned from yellow to blue, becoming weaker.

The scholar seemed to feel something, raised his head slightly, looked at the oil lamp, and saw that the lamp had stabilized, so he continued to lower his head and read the book disapprovingly.

Later, only to hear a soft "squeak", the door was gently pushed open from the outside, and a girl about twelve or thirteen years old wearing an ice blue silk skirt walked in. I saw that she glanced at the study curiously, and then cast a pair of watery eyes at the scholar, with a thin anger on her face.

When the scholar heard the sound, he looked up, and immediately recognized that it was the girl he had met in the town during the day, and then slowly put down the ancient scroll in his hand, and also raised his head and looked at the girl quietly, but did not speak.

After a moment, the girl puffed up and shouted, "Why do you want to me?"

The scholar looked stunned, as if he was slightly surprised, and then smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It seems that Feng has done something bad with good intentions." ”

The girl looked very angry, her body trembled slightly, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she said sharply: "Those wicked people, who have been doing evil for many years, deserve to be punished!"

The scholar frowned, and said lightly: "I don't know, how are you going to punish them?"

When the girl heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "That's a matter of this fairy, you don't have to ask!"

When the scholar heard this, he was slightly surprised and said, "You are a fairy, but you don't know the name of the fairy, how should Feng be called?"

When the girl saw that the scholar called her a fairy, her face was quite aspiring, and she said loudly: "My surname is Chu Danziqing, so you can call me Chu Fairy." As he spoke, his face seemed to improve a little, and he said curiously: "Hey, then what's your name?"

Seeing that he had such a childish temperament, the corners of his mouth moved, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said lightly, "It's going to be sparse in the wind." After speaking, a pair of eyes as bright as stars stared at each other.

"Wind ...... , Shuzhu, how do you seem to have heard it somewhere....... Chu Qing repeated the scholar's name while gently tapping his forehead with his slender and slender fingers, and his eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking, but after a while, he raised his head and said sharply: "Because you let go of the wicked people for no reason, this fairy will punish you." ”

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he smiled, and then pretended to be solemn and said, "But I don't know Fairy Chu, how do you want to punish you?"

Chu Qing raised his eyes and looked around, nodded slightly, and said, "The aura here is quite good, and this fairy will punish you...... , punish you for giving up this place for the cultivation of this fairy!"

Feng Shuzhu pretended to be frightened, got up and arched his hand and said: "The fairy can practice through the disdainful house, and it is an honor to be here, but this is the place where I have lived for many years, if the fairy does not give up, there are still two guest rooms on the right side of this study, which can be used by the fairy temporarily." ”

When the girl named Chu Qing heard this, her eyebrows raised, her face showed displeasure, and she said angrily: "When this fairy is cultivating, it is inconvenient for outsiders to be on the side, so you should find another place!"

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, his face was slightly gloomy, and he pondered for a while: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of daring to ask the fairy, where is the fairy town?"

When Chu Qing heard this, her eyebrows twisted, and she seemed to be quite impatient, and said hurriedly: "I said that you scholar, this fairy has taken a fancy to your house, which is a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes, why do you ask so much?"

Feng Shuzhu's eyebrows were solemn, and he said with a slight majesty in his tone: "I know a Taoist friend in Xia, who is a remnant of the Tushan clan, who should be about two hundred years old, and has taken on a human form, I don't know if the fairy knows it?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Chu Qing with a slanted gaze.

When Chu Qing heard this, her eyes widened, she looked at Feng Shuzhu in surprise, and said in a slightly panicked tone: "You...... Who the hell are you?"

The corners of Feng Shuzhu's mouth raised slightly, picked up the brush on the bookcase casually, and said with a smile: "I, I am a scholar, who recites poetry and paints on weekdays, or subdues demons and destroys demons." When he said the words "subduing demons and eliminating demons", his tone was slightly aggravated.

When Chu Qing heard this, his face changed greatly, he was annoyed and ashamed, he snorted coldly, opened his arms, and poked forward, the hands that were originally as white as jade instantly turned into furry beast claws, but when he saw that the hook armor was exposed, glowing with a cold light, he was about to pounce.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu was long, and flew outside the house from the window. As soon as his feet landed, he saw Chu Qing pounce up, the other party didn't give him any respite, and attacked seven or eight claws in one breath, only to see that the beast's claws carried a strong wind, drawing out a cold light, but he heard a few muffled sounds of "bang bang bang", all of which were easily blocked by Feng Shuzhu's hand holding the brush.

At the end of the battle, the two of them staggered, standing a few feet apart, Feng Shuzhu left his hand behind his back, holding a brush in his right hand, and the hunting mountain wind blew his clothes.

At this time, through the moonlight like water, the faint hatred between Chu Qing's eyebrows was clearly visible, and I saw her body suddenly rotate rapidly, turning into a whirlwind and rising into the air.

"Roar" a loud roar, the whirlwind disappeared, and a huge beast head appeared out of thin air, like a fake and real, like a dream, the fangs and huge mouths that flashed with the cold light of the forest forest, bitten towards the wind.

Feng Shuzhu saw the situation, took a step back, lifted the brush in his hand and drew it on the beast's head, a clear light crossed, and the beast's head disappeared.

Only the faint moonlight, the gentle mountain breeze and the "rustling" bamboo forest, and the bright lights in the window were left behind, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Suddenly, the air around Feng Shuzhu's body formed a cloud of air, and it rotated rapidly, and the cloud turned faster and faster, stirring the surrounding flowers and grass, and the leaves fell for a while.

Feng Shuzhu stood in the clouds, his face as flat as water, motionless, and watched the changes.

Suddenly, three huge beast heads appeared in the clouds, and they rushed towards the wind and bamboo from three directions. Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and his body turned into three people, all holding pens and slashing towards the beast's head.

After the three clear rays, the beast's head and cloud qi dissipated, and I saw that Feng Shuzhu was still standing quietly in place. Immediately, he heard an exclamation of "ah", and saw Chu Qing fall to the ground with a weak appearance. What makes people laugh is that her originally fair and immature face was painted with four whiskers, two on the left and two on the left, like a cat's whiskers drawn by children when they play.

Chu Qing felt something strange on her face, and raised her hand to wipe it, but she didn't want the ink to seep into her skin, and she couldn't wipe it off.

Feng Shuzhu raised his hand and threw the brush in his hand back into the pen holder on the bookcase along the window, thinking that the matter was over, and looked at Chu Qing with a smile.

Chu Qing wiped it several times, and when she saw that the ink did not come off, she thought that her appearance had been ruined, which forced her to be really angry, and a wave of anger rose in her body, and quickly swollen.

Feng Shuzhu looked at Chu Qing with a little surprise, but saw that several bloodshots appeared in her eyes, and those bloodshots slowly changed and finally covered her eyes.

"Roar",

After a loud roar, a fox the size of a lion appeared in the moonlight. The ice-blue ears stood pointed, the whole body was snow-white, the hook armor exposed on the front paws was cold, three huge tails were shaking, and a pair of blood-red eyes reflected the figure of Feng Shuzhu.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu looked at it with a solemn gaze, and took out an emerald green flute more than an inch long from the cuff, the flute grew in the palm of the hand when it saw the wind, straight to about three feet, only to see that the whole body was extremely green, and there seemed to be fluorescent flow in it, and it was a fairy treasure at a glance.

Feng Shuzhu brought the flute to his lips, his eyes looked at the white fox, and with the knuckles slowly playing, the soothing and elegant flute sound came, like a fishing boat anchoring the shore, and like a spring flower, every beating note was like a spring dripping from a cave.

"Ding-dong", "Ding-dong", "Ding-dong"...... , every drop falls just right on the anxious heart.

Under the soothing sound of the flute, the blood color of the eyes of the three-tailed white fox gradually faded, and finally disappeared, and the white fox turned back into a girl Chu Qing, lost consciousness and fell to the ground......

The next day, the warm sun shone into the house, and on the clean and tidy bed, there was a girl wearing an ice blue silk skirt and sleeping in a kimono, it was Chu Qing who fought with the wind and bamboo last night, and I saw a slight smile on her face from time to time, and sometimes her brows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was dreaming.

Maybe it was because of the sound of birds outside the window, or maybe it was habit, Chu Qing opened his eyes slightly, and in a trance, he saw a young man who looked like a scholar sitting in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

Chu Qing's memory flipped slightly, his body sat up as if he had been electrocuted, and then retreated inside, leaning against the wall with his eyes wide open in horror, looking at Feng Shuzhu vigilantly. Later, as if he remembered, he quickly raised his hands, touched his cheeks, and said incoherently with vague horror: "You...... I...... My face....... ”

Feng Shuzhu always had a clear smile on his face, and when he saw this, he stood up, slowly walked to the window, turned his back to Chu Qing, and said lightly: "Your face, it's okay, I was just joking with you last night." ”

Feng Shuzhu got up and walked away, narrowing the distance between the two, making Chu Qing feel safe for a while, and his body relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

But Chu Qing still didn't seem to sort out her memory, thought for a long time in a daze, and said a little tiredly: "...... here?"

Feng Shuzhu slowly turned around, looked at Chu Qing who was undecided on the bed, and said calmly: "This mountain is called Cangqing, this peak is called jade shoots, this house is called a small building of close thinking, and you are in a guest room, which is usually used for hospitality." ”

Chu Qing listened and recalled, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her eyes, her legs stretched out and quickly jumped out of bed, without saying a word, she walked out with a step. As soon as one foot was taken, and the other foot was not raised, he heard Feng Shuzhu's voice say gently: "Where are you going?" Last night, you were eaten by your own demonic power, and your heart was undecided. If you leave at this time, you will definitely be lured astray by the evil way. I'm afraid that I will never recover, so I might as well stay here for a few days. ”

Maybe he was afraid of being tempted by the evil demons, or maybe he was afraid of going astray, in short, after listening to this passage, Chu Qing hesitated for a moment, slowly put down the raised foot, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, his eyebrows lowered slightly, and finally pushed the door and walked out.

Feng Shuzhu, who was standing by the window behind her, looked at her back as she left, showed a smile in her chest, and nodded gently.

Chu Qing left the Jade Shoot Peak and walked along the path in the green mountains, pouting, blocking his breath, holding a bamboo branch in his hand, sobbing and venting his anger everywhere as he walked, and unconsciously the night was deep.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is full of stars, and a crescent moon hangs in the distant sky, which seems a little cold and lonely. Chu Qing's heart was suddenly confused, as if he didn't know where to go.

The night breeze blows, bringing a little coolness, in such a quiet night, a young girl, walking alone in the deep valley.

"Oops" A miserable scream, Chu Qing suddenly felt that something hard was under his feet, and the soles of his feet suddenly felt painful. Looking down by the moonlight, I saw that it was a dead branch with spikes, and the green mountains were lush with vegetation, and it was normal to see a dead branch. But at this time, Chu Qing was already unhappy, so he raised his leg and kicked at the dead branch, seeing that the dead branch rolled along the hillside for a long distance and was buried in the grass.

Chu Qing's curiosity suddenly became arousal, and he forgot all the previous unhappiness in an instant, and chased after him. Looking all the way down the hillside, I couldn't find the dead branch left and right. I was surprised, I inadvertently looked down, and suddenly sat down on the ground in fright, only to see that under the cold moonlight, there were more than a dozen huge skeletons piled up at the bottom of the valley, glowing with a miserable white light, and some parts of the blood stains had not dried, as if they had just been gnawed off the flesh, and the closest place to them was a huge skull, with a big mouth that seemed to make a miserable scream, and a green snake with the thickness of a wrist in its eye socket slowly burrowed in.

Seeing such a scene, Chu Qing's hair stood on end, and a chill rose from his back, and he hurriedly got up, wanting to run away and dodge.

Suddenly, there was a pain in the ankle, I felt that I was entangled in something hard, and I looked down in a panic to see that it was actually a tentacle with the thickness of the bowl mouth covered with scales, and I didn't have time to make any more thinking and judgment, and the whole person was dragged to the bottom of the valley by a huge force, and the body lay on the ground, and was quickly dragged down the hillside.

Chu Qing looked up in horror, and saw that with his back to the moonlight, there was a monster wearing a wide black cloak and a golden crown, which was standing in mid-air, holding two long and sharp strange claws on his chest, and several tentacles stretched out from under the cloak, dancing suddenly, like a demon of the Nine Shadows, and immediately exclaimed in fright.

Seeing that he was about to be pulled to the bottom, in a hurry, Chu Qing waved his hand, showed his claws, and used all his life power to grab the tentacles wrapped around his ankles.

The tentacle was struck by this, as if sensing pain, and shook violently, immediately releasing its ankle and retracting it.

Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his head again, he saw several tentacles attacking, like a poisonous snake catching its prey, flexible and fast.

Chu Qing hurriedly got up and waved his beast claws to resist, but unexpectedly, those tentacles were extremely cunning, virtual and real, attacking in turn, making him a little overwhelmed for a while.

After dozens of attacks, Chu Qing felt a little stronger, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Secretly said: "If you go on like this, even if you won't be hit, you will be exhausted to death, so it's better to escape as soon as possible while you still have the strength." ”

With such a thought in his life, Chu Qing quickly attacked a few claws, forced those tentacles back, twisted his body, and quickly spun in place, turning into a small whirlwind, rising into the air, and about to escape.

Seeing this, how could the monster let it go, its eyes flashed red, and it flew up like a kite, shrouding its huge body above the small whirlwind, and a tentacle quickly attacked.

There was a crisp sound of "popping", and the tentacles hit the small whirlwind, and the whirlwind was immediately dispersed, revealing Chu Qing's figure. I saw her sitting on the ground, clutching her chest with a painful face, and a red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, but she still seemed to be unwilling, and struggled stubbornly several times, trying to stand up, but she couldn't move half a minute.

In the blink of an eye, several tentacles attacked again, wrapped Chu Qing's limbs, and lifted him up and hung up.

The monster was like a huge kite at this moment, hanging in mid-air, standing opposite Chu Qing for a moment, and then stretched out a thicker tentacle from its chest, and the scales on it flashed with a dazzling red light, like a worm crawling, and stretched out.

An aura of death enveloped Chu Qing's heart, and at this time she was unable to move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and could only look up at the sky hollowly.

Tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, not because of fear, but because of regret, and then she closed her eyes softly, resignedly.

Her eyelashes were pure and clear with tears, but they were filled with a terrifying red light.

She sensed the closeness of the tentacle, and felt an inexplicable penetrating force in her heart, as if it had penetrated into her chest.

Is this monster going to gnaw away at its own flesh and skin, and then, like those animals, a bare skeleton is left and abandoned in this barren mountain and wilderness.

Huo Ran, a flute sound came from afar, at first Chu Qing thought it was an illusion before death, but then it became clear, and a flute sound reached his ears, and it continued to climb up, and the tone also changed from low and graceful to passionate Qingyue.

Under the sound of this flute, Chu Qing felt that the true qi in his body was surging wildly, his whole body was churning, his body was almost bursting, and the pain was unbearable, far more uncomfortable than the feeling of waiting for death.

Suddenly, he felt the tentacles that wrapped around him loosen at the same time, and his body lost his balance, and he involuntarily fell down, falling heavily to the grass.

At this time, the flute seemed to be a little closer to him, as if it was playing in his ear drums, breaking and starting, but every time it sounded again, it was sharper and more piercing than the previous section, like a crane, plucking the heartstrings again and again, and finally rushing straight to the sky, the sound of cracking gold and stone.

Chu Qing lay motionless on the grass and saw a terrifying scene, the terrifying monster standing in the night sky, its body shook several times, and the tentacles beside it turned into bursts of blood mist, constantly bursting open.

At the same time, the sound of the flute also stopped abruptly.

"Jiugao Demon Song!"

Such a sentence came out of the mouth of the monster, and the voice was like a cold wind passing through the hall, eerie and terrifying.

After fighting for a long time, it was the first time Chu Qing heard this monster speak, the monster seemed to be seriously injured, his voice seemed to be very difficult, and his body was constantly trembling in the air.

"Wind and bamboo...... , I have no grudges with you in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, why is this so today?"

The three words "wind and bamboo" came to his ears, and for some reason, Chu Qing's eyes were hot, tears filled his eyes, and a feeling of being in a desperate place arose. At the same time, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, which was made when he stepped on the grass, and the rhythm was very leisurely.

"This little girl has a lot to do with the wind. Old demon, you are not in your own dojo, why did you come to my Cangqing Mountain to cause trouble. The voice was a little familiar, but it was also very indifferent.

"Since Feng Shaoxia said so, this seat will be ...... , and departed, and he was fortunate to meet again one day. After the old demon finished speaking, like a kite with a broken string, it staggered to the side, and blended into the night in a blink of an eye.

Chu Qing lay there, her watery eyes filled with tears, reflecting a well-defined and handsome face, reflecting the moonlight like water, approaching her.

"Wind ......",

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and Chu Qing's eyes went dark and he fainted.