Zhao Qingxue walked for less than a minute, and Zhang Fatzi came, walking in from outside with a happy face.

"Feng Yuan, guess how much you earned in the afternoon, you guarantee you can't guess!" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuan and said with a smug expression.

"How much?"

"Hehe, twelve taels of silver!" Zhang Fatzi said that he took out the silver and handed it to Lu Yan.

Feng Yuan was stunned when he saw it, he had just earned six taels in the morning, and he had earned another ten taels of silver in the afternoon.

"I didn't expect it!" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuandao, "I didn't expect it, you didn't see the scene in the afternoon, it's like a fight, the house can't be squeezed in, or go in batches, I estimate that there will be more people in two days, we need to find a way!"

Feng Yuan nodded, it is true, with such a large readership, the place in the academy is small, if you continue to increase the number of people every day, the academy will explode, you have to find a way.

"By the way, did that Sister Zhao come to you?" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuan and asked.

"Lady Zhao?"

"Tsk, it's the big cloth merchant Zhao family, her daughter Zhao Qingxue also likes your novel, she deliberately came to our academy dressed as a woman, and after reading it, she was not satisfied, pestering me to ask for your address, you want to come to you, if you don't give it, you will cry me, I will cry to give her the address!"

Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuandao.

Feng Yuan's eyes trembled when he heard this, Zhao Qingxue,, isn't it the woman who was attacked by herself just now.

"I heard that this Miss Zhao has a bad temper and likes to beat people, is it true?" Feng Yuan looked at Zhang Fatzi and asked cautiously.

"Yes, this is a well-known thing, last month there was a hooligan who wanted to scare her, it is said that she has not been able to walk independently, you have to be careful, don't offend her, coax, maybe we can make a fortune!"

Fat Zhang looked at Feng Yuan and said with a smile.

"Fatty, let me ask you, did that hooligan insult Miss Zhao?"

"Definitely not, if there is, the grave grass will be tall!"

"I'll ......"

"Feng Yuan, what's wrong with you, are you okay?

"It's okay, I feel a chill occasionally, it's just a little uncomfortable, just take a rest!"

......

After dinner and a short rest, it was already past eight o'clock in the night, Feng Yuan went back to the study and continued to write, and did not stop writing until the early hours of the morning, and wrote more than 20,000 words, producing a large amount of golden light.

Feng Yuan, who was suffering from back pain, hurriedly sat down and quickly absorbed the golden light on the novel, so that his sore body quickly returned to normal, and even felt very comfortable.

After the cultivation was finished, Feng Yuan was sleepy for a while, and it was almost time to sleep, so Feng Yuan took a change of clothes, came to the courtyard, and took a look at Hu Xiao's house, the lights had been turned off, so he relieved himself and began to take off his clothes and take a bath.

After a busy day today, I forgot to buy a wooden barrel, so I had to squat by the well to take a bath, and I must remember to buy it tomorrow.

Night, quietly, no wind and no sound, only a cold bright moonlight, took off his clothes, Feng Yuan took a wooden bucket and threw it into the well water to fetch water, just facing the second side of the house, Feng Yuan subconsciously looked over there, everything was normal on the side of the second house, and there was nothing abnormal.

Feng Yuan remembered Feng Fugui's disappearance in the morning, it seemed that the evil was indeed taken away by Feng Fugui, and there should be no problem in the future, and he could be completely at ease.

When the water was full, Feng Yuan started to pull it up, pulled the water up, then lifted it up and poured it down on his body.

This shower, Feng Yuan suddenly felt a little strange, a fishy smell came out of the water and penetrated into his nose, very pungent.

Feng Yuan suddenly stopped, looked at the water in the wooden barrel, and found that the water was a little dark red, exuding a smell of blood, Feng Yuan was very puzzled, how did this well water become this color?

Thinking about it, Feng Yuan poured out the rest of the water, threw the wooden bucket into the well again, filled a bucket of water and pulled it up.

This pull, Feng Yuan felt wrong, because it was very heavy, this wooden barrel plus a bucket of water was about twenty catties, which was not heavy, but Feng Yuan's pull, but it felt like it weighed at least hundreds of catties, this is not right, is it an illusion?

Feng Yuan frowned and looked at the well, it was dark and he couldn't see clearly, at this time, a cool breeze suddenly blew up from the well, Feng Yuan instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his body shivered uncontrollably, and goosebumps rose.

What's going on? How can there be wind blowing up in the well? This is not a ventilated place?

Feng Yuan was puzzled for a while, and while thinking, he used his strength to pull the wooden barrel full of water up from the well.

As soon as he pulled it up, Feng Yuan's legs instantly weakened, and cold sweat flowed down.

Good fellow, there was a pale-faced woman lying on the barrel, looking at him with a smile.

"Feng Yuan, do you think I'm leaving?" the woman looked at Feng Yuan and said with a smile.

Amazingly, this is the woman in the painting.

Feng Yuan's body was about to stiffen, looking at the female ghost in front of him, he was stunned for two or three seconds, instinctively let go of the rope in his hand, threw away the barrel, turned around and ran.

But Feng Yuan turned around, but collided with a person, a hard and cold touch came from this person, Feng Yuan looked up, a drenched strong man stood in front of him, his face was pale, his eyes disappeared, only two blood holes remained, bright red, and two thick blood streams could be seen flowing out of his eyes.

"Feng Fugui!"

Feng Yuan looked at this person and recognized it at once, it was Feng Fugui who disappeared in the morning, although his eyes were gone, but he could recognize it in his dress and face, this was Feng Fugui.

Looking at the appearance, it is obvious that he is dead.

"Feng Yuan, where do you want to run, can you still run?"

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, the voice of the female ghost sounded faintly in Feng Yuan's ears, and a cold one climbed up Feng Yuan's neck, cold and piercing, Feng Yuan felt that his neck hurt slightly, as if something liquid was flowing out, hot.

Bleeding!

This female ghost is ready to break her neck!

You can't die, you can't die!

"Drink!"

At this time, Feng Yuan was very calm, roared boldly in his mouth, and then used his fighting experience as a street gangster, directly raised his elbow, and smashed his elbow towards the back.

"Peng!"

"Ah......h

With this smash, Feng Yuan felt the feeling of his elbow hitting a piece of cotton, and the female ghost behind him let out a cry of pain, and the next moment, the cold claws on Feng Yuan's neck disappeared.

Feng Yuan didn't care about the situation behind him, and was about to run immediately, but he forgot that there was a dead man Feng Fugui standing in front of him, and before Feng Yuan could run, Feng Fugui's hands suddenly grabbed Feng Yuan's clothes, and his mouth showed blood-red teeth, and he bit Feng Yuan's neck violently.

"Feng Yuan, you killed us, we want you to pay for your life!"

"Feng Yuan, you killed us, we want you to pay for your life!"

At this time, two voices came from Feng Yuan's left and right, and Ma San and Thin Monkey, who disappeared with Feng Fugui, also appeared, also without eyes, their eyes were bleeding, their blood-red mouths were opened, and they pounced on Feng Yuan from left to right.

At the same time, the cold hand of the female ghost once again climbed Feng Yuan's shoulder, this time, it was two hands......