Lu Xiaochan murmured and moved her head.
Then a flash of lightning broke through the darkness, and the light illuminated the entire room.
Thunder suddenly sounded, and Shu Wuxi immediately raised his hands to cover Lu Xiaochan's ears.
Lu Xiaochan frowned and opened her eyes.
"Are you scared?" Shu Wuxi asked softly. Compared with the thunder that came from far away, his voice had a clear yet mellow feeling.
Only then did Lu Xiaochan realize that Shu Wuxi's hand was on her ear. Her mind moved involuntarily, as if she could no longer hear the thunder outside, and only Shu Wuxi's eyes were so close to her.
"No." Lu Xiaochan said.
Then, heavy rain began to fall, as if someone was pouring basins of water into the night sky.
"Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden?"
Lu Xiaochan's eyes followed Shu Wuxi's shoulder and looked out the window, wondering whether she should close the window, otherwise the rain would fall in.
But he didn't want to move at all. If he moved, Shu Wuxi's hand would take off his ear.
It would have been terrible if he hadn't looked at it, but when he did, he was shocked.
It was pitch black outside the window. Lu Xiaochan could not see the rain, nor could he distinguish the night, but he could see the outlines of the gathering of evil spirits.
Lu Xiaochan put her hands on Shu Wuxi's waist and shook him: "Brother Wuxi... outside..."
As soon as he exerted force with his hands, Shu Wuxi's whole body tensed up, and even his originally steady breathing stopped abruptly.
After he came back from Beiming, his body temperature had always been lower than that of ordinary people, but at this moment his body suddenly became hot.
"Little Cicada..."
His lips slightly opened as he pronounced Lu Xiaochan's name with a hint of hoarseness that made one's heart tingle.
"Brother Wuxi... there are a lot of evil spirits outside..." Lu Xiaochan whispered.
There was another loud thunder, followed by three in a row.
Lu Xiaochan had experienced thunderstorms before, but the scene of heavy rain and countless evil spirits made him worried and he clenched his fingers.
Shu Wuxi's hand, which was originally covering Lu Xiaochan's ear, moved away, and moved down along his shoulder, grabbing his wrist. Shu Wuxi's palm was a little hot, completely different from his usual coldness, and his fingers were embedded in the gaps between Lu Xiaochan's fingers.
Lu Xiaochan thought that the other party did not allow her to touch his waist and was about to withdraw her hand, but Shu Wuxi's fingers clasped together, holding his hand firmly on her waist.
"I guess a demon king has entered the Meng family and wants to test our bottom line." Shu Wuxi replied.
So that's how it is.
The Demon Lord is definitely not easy to deal with, but Ye Linshuang has already rushed to the Meng family.
His cultivation is not inferior to Mo Qianqiu. Even if he cannot refine the Demon Lord, he should be able to force him to leave.
As for the low-level evil spirit army that came to investigate their background, Shu Wuxi would definitely refine them in minutes!
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaochan felt that it was no big deal. It was raining so heavily that he should just go to sleep!
Unexpectedly, a panicked voice of a waiter came from outside the house.
"Oh my God! What's going on! They are back! Did the Meng family let them come back?"
Then there was the sound of running, and a man crying with joy came from the window downstairs: "Ah Chun! Is that Ah Chun! You're back? Daddy missed you so much!"
In the endless night rain, the street lights lit up one by one, some opened their doors, and some raised their windows.
Lu Xiaochan heard the footsteps of many people walking on the road outside the window, but the footsteps were floating, like puppets being pulled by strings, with their ankles about to break.
Although it was noisy outside, Lu Xiaochan felt uneasy.
A woman in her forties or fifties holding an oil umbrella rushed into the rain.
The rain was hitting the oil umbrella, almost making it burst, and there were a dozen young girls on the street.
Their eyes were lifeless, and the rain poured into their eyes from above their heads, but they did not react at all. They just kept walking forward until they stopped in front of the inn.
The old lady threw away her umbrella and hugged one of the girls who was wearing coarse clothes.
"Yurong! Mother missed you so much! You're finally back!"
The girl named Yurong did not react at all. The old lady hugged her and treated her like a treasure.
"Yurong! The rain is too heavy! Come back with mother!"
The old lady was about to grab Yurong's hand, but a flash of lightning flashed by, and suddenly several cuts appeared on Yurong's wrist, deep enough to see the bone, and no blood had seeped out any longer.
The old lady looked at Yurong's calm face, raised her hand tremblingly to her nose, and her face suddenly turned pale.
"ah-"
The old lady's shout startled the other people who were running in search of their daughters and made them all look at their wrists.
There are deep scratches on everyone's wrist. If such injuries are not bandaged, they will definitely bleed profusely!
The old lady fell to the ground, and watched her daughter's lips slowly curl up, pale and evil.
She bent down, and there was a creaking sound in her bones, as if they were about to break.
"When the Meng family came to capture me... why didn't you save me... I was clearly hiding in the rice jar, why did you tell the Meng family where I was?" Yurong tilted her head and looked at her mother.
"I... I have no other choice... If I don't hand you over, they will beat your brother to death... Yurong..."
"Now that my wrist has been cut by the Meng family and all my blood has been drained... do you feel bad?"
Yurong's eyes were covered with a thick layer of dark evil, which frightened the old lady so much that she wanted to run away.
Who knew that even though Yurong's wrist was almost cut off, she was still strong enough to grab the old lady's head, hold her cheeks with both hands, and lift her up.
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the bright light reflected the hideous grin on Jade Face's face and the figure of the old lady being lifted up on the brick wall. The shadow looked like a monster with bared fangs and claws.
Lu Xiaochan heard everything that happened outside clearly.
Everything in the world is indeed a cycle of cause and effect.
The old lady looked at Yurong in horror, and the other people who came to look for their daughters scattered after seeing this scene.
"It's an evil spirit! They are all possessed by evil spirits—"
"They are here to take your life! Run!"
The innkeeper was about to pull his daughter Achun into the inn, but when he noticed that there was a lot of black air in Achun's eyes, he immediately let go of her hand.
Ah Chun also laughed and said sweetly: "Dad... why are you hiding? You haven't done anything wrong to me..."
The shopkeeper took two steps back in fear and was about to run, but Achun's hand held down his shoulder.
"You wanted to marry me to the wealthy Huang family in the city... But I just liked Master Chen... Master Chen couldn't afford the dowry, and I was determined to go with him, so you lied to me and said you were going to marry me to him openly, but who knew that the bridal sedan was taken to the Chen family!"
"Ah Chun! Ah Chun! Dad... Dad also wants you to marry into a good family!"
"Marry into a good family? It was you who wanted to open another inn with the Huang family and sent me to the Huang family as a gift!"
The next moment, Ah Chun's expression was as cruel as a Shura ghost. He stretched out his broken wrist and directly strangled the shopkeeper's neck.
Lu Xiaochan understood in her heart that these girls who returned were all filled with resentment and unwillingness, making them the most suitable candidates for possession by evil spirits.
Revenge when revenge is needed, and justice when justice is needed. Lu Xiaochan feels like she is watching a big drama, but the betrayal and disappointment in the world are all due to these reasons.
Lu Xiaochan sighed.
"Do you want to go out and meddle in other people's business?" Shu Wuxi asked.
He leaned very close, and his breath seemed neither hurried nor slow when he spoke, but it was hot and touched Lu Xiaochan's lips. As soon as Lu Xiaochan opened her mouth, the tip of his tongue seemed to be entangled by Shu Wuxi's breath. His heart tightened, and he subconsciously stepped back, but Shu Wuxi held his back.
"Since it's just a private matter, why should we care about it?"
Lu Xiaochan thought for a moment and added, "Anyway, I know that no matter what happens, you will not give up on me, and you will not trade me for anything."
Shu Wuxi came closer, his lips outlined by a clear and transparent light, like a fine wine waiting for Lu Xiaochan to drink.
A fire was burning in Lu Xiaochan's throat, and he moved back until his back was against the wall.
"Why are you hiding?" Shu Wuxi spoke.
His voice was a little different from usual, but Lu Xiaochan couldn't tell what was different. She only knew that her heart was hooked by him, and she wanted to reach out and press her heart back.
"I... I was afraid you might fall off the bed..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Wuxi's arm reached out and Lu Xiaochan was hugged back, with the tip of her nose almost hitting Shu Wuxi's chin.
"Don't you think Ye Linshuang's sword is beautiful?" As Shu Wuxi spoke, his breath swept across Lu Xiaochan's eyelashes, as if his fingertips hooked his eyelashes and lifted them up. Lu Xiaochan moved.
"Hmm?" Shu Wuxi's voice lowered a little.
"… just… just a novelty…"
Lu Xiaochan felt hot. The place where Shu Wuxi was hugging was already wet with sweat, and the hair on her forehead was also wet with sweat and stuck to her skin.
"You always like new things." Shu Wuxi said.
Lu Xiaochan wanted to say something, but felt unable to.
"I... I don't like the Linshuang Sword. It's just that the Linshuang Sword's aura is cold and refreshing, which is somewhat similar to you, so I couldn't help but take a closer look."
"If it's because your spiritual energy is similar to mine, then just look at me." Shu Wuxi's nose touched Lu Xiaochan's forehead, as if he didn't care at all about the thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
At this time, the girls possessed by evil spirits caused great panic in the city.
Yurong's mother was struggling, but was thrown to the ground by Yurong. She was unable to get up and begged for mercy in pain.
"Yurong! Yurong! It's mother who has let you down! Please forgive mother!"
Yurong still smiled as she moved closer and put one foot on her mother's shoulder.
"If my brother had been hiding in the rice jar... and they threatened to beat me to death... would you have handed him over?"
"Yurong, I was wrong... After you were taken away... I was worried about you every day..."
The shopkeeper was also strangled by Achun and struggled desperately.
On a dark rainy night, the panic of the people in the small town and their despair of not being able to leave were triggered by the demonic and crazy actions of these girls. Many evil spirits absorbed their panic wantonly and madly. The tangled clouds became thicker and thicker, and the low pressure covered the sky.
Gradually, not even a ray of light could get through, except for the rain.
"It seems that it is not a trivial matter now." Shu Wuxi said softly.
"What?"
"That evil cloud is coming for us."
Shu Wuxi stood up slowly, and Lu Xiaochan followed him. Shu Wuxi was about to get up, but he unexpectedly sat back down, causing Lu Xiaochan, who was about to get off the bed, to suddenly lie on his back.
Lu Xiaochan was about to leave, but Shu Wuxi turned back, touched his head, and said, "I'm here."
"What's coming?"
"Evil Cloud."
The thick cloud swirled and poured down with the sound of ghosts and wolves howling, as if filling up the sky and earth, drowning all the people on the street, pouring into the hearts of every resident in the small town, flowing into the door of the inn, and spreading in through the windows.
In addition to the spiritual energy around Shu Wuxi, these evil clouds formed countless struggling human faces, surging one after another, roaring, and crying.
Lu Xiaochan had no doubt that if she was overwhelmed by them, there would be no trace of her body left.
The spiritual energy around Shu Wuxi was released outwards. Lu Xiaochan closed his eyes and felt the mellow true spirit that had been refined for thousands of years.
The group of evil spirits was suddenly crushed. They were so powerful just now, but now they quickly retreated outside the inn, wandering around like thick ink, not daring to move forward, yet unwilling to retreat.
Lu Xiaochan took a breath. They had not been willing to intervene before, but now it had come to them directly! And they had no choice but to intervene!
"Xiao Chan, do you like Qilin?" Shu Wuxi asked.
"Qilin? I... I've never seen a Qilin. I don't know whether I like it or not."
"That's good. For you, things you haven't seen before are interesting. Although you don't have a sword to support your hand yet, you will have one in the future. Why not take a look at the movement of my inner spirit, how to activate the sword formation, and how to use the momentum to create a Qilin."
"What?"
Take advantage of the trend? Create a unicorn
Lu Xiaochan lowered her head and saw that Shu Wuxi's Danhai was boiling and surging, the true energy in his body was circulating and dispersing, penetrating the dense evil clouds, and his momentum was like a rainbow.
At the top of the distant sky in the realm of nothingness, a sharp blade that was embedded in the sword-unleashing stone trembled and hummed, and a sword formation spread out and sank into the clouds.
Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes wide, he had never seen such a magnificent sight - Shu Wuxi's spiritual energy touched the thunder in the sky, the thunder fell straight down and turned into a huge unicorn, rushing into Pengcheng with a force of ten thousand kilograms, and turned into a huge sword formation in the night sky.
In his ears was the empty echo of the pressure from the true spirit, and this group of evil clouds was sucked into the sword formation in a mighty manner.
There were lightning and thunder in the sword formation, the evil spirit cried and struggled, the thunder condensed into the shape of a unicorn again, roaring and swallowing up the evil cloud that had previously enveloped the entire Pengcheng.
The sword formation continued to close in, the turbid night rain became clear, and the wind blowing in seemed to be much lighter, carrying the moist scent of grass and trees.
The eaves, corners of buildings, and shadows of trees on the railings of Pengcheng were gradually illuminated by the full moonlight, and the outlines of living things became clearer and clearer in Lu Xiaochan's eyes.
Clear.
Those girls who were originally possessed by evil spirits fell to the ground at the same time.
Yurong looked at her mother who was unable to get up and called out in a trembling voice: "Mom..."
The old lady looked into her daughter's eyes and suddenly realized something. She crawled over and held her daughter's wrist, which had long stopped bleeding, and said with tears in her eyes, "My daughter is back... Don't hate me... Yurong, don't hate me..."
Yurong exhaled her last breath and slowly closed her eyes.
On the other side, the shopkeeper hugged his daughter, Ah Chun, and burst into tears: "Dad just wanted us to live a good life... Dad was wrong... Dad was wrong... Don't hate Dad... Come back, marry whoever you want..."
Lu Xiaochan lowered her head and said, "Parents gave birth to us and raised us. How can children really hate their parents' death because of their choices? It's just that they were distorted by the impulse."
At this time, Ye Linshuang flew his sword to the Meng family on Pengyuan Mountain. When the thunder and lightning rushed into Pengcheng, he exclaimed in amazement.
Meng Ningsheng and his second junior brother, who were following behind him, were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.
They had never seen such a magnificent sword formation in their lives. It instantly refined the evil cloud that was like the Asura Hell.
"That... what is that... sword formation?" Meng Ningsheng asked stupidly.
Ye Linshuang looked in the direction of Shu Wuxu and nodded slightly to show respect, "That is the Chongxiao Sword Formation."
“Chong... Chongxiao...” The second junior brother of the Meng family still hasn’t come to his senses.
Meng Ningsheng vaguely guessed that such a powerful sword formation was probably related to the two people in the inn.
"The momentum I just borrowed... could it be the lightning in the clouds and rain?"
"Yes." Ye Linshuang replied.
"Then... who activated that sword formation?"
Meng Ningsheng knew that even if he died at this moment, it would not be in vain just because he could see this formation.
Ye Linshuang turned around and said softly: "It is full of aura and has no flaws in the world. It is worthy of being the best sword in the world."
"What?"
There were bursts of thunder just now, and Meng Ningsheng didn’t hear it clearly.
Ye Linshuang looked at the dark aura condensing in Meng's residence and said, "Let's go. Let me meet Meng Yuandao and see what kind of evil spirit is forcing him."
The rain gradually became lighter and lighter and then stopped.
The sky was turning pale, and the whole Pengcheng gradually became brighter, but in addition to the coldness, there was also indescribable desolation and pain in this brightness.
Shu Wuxi turned around and looked at Lu Xiaochan who was still savoring the sword formation.
"How did you activate the sword formation just now and how did you borrow the energy of heaven and earth? Have you figured it out?"
Lu Xiaochan blinked her eyes, but what she was thinking in her heart was that although the Linshuang Sword was light and elegant, and could form a formation and refine evil silently, the sword energy of Shu Wuxi was reverberating, and it seemed that all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was at his disposal.
Before, he thought that Ye Linshuang and Shu Wuxi were both pure and righteous people, but now it seems that there is a difference.
He pulled his mouth and squinted his eyes and smiled: "I am a person who is born dull. I just tried very hard to comprehend it... In the end, I found that I was comprehending you over and over again. Hehe."
"I?"
"Your eyes, your eyebrows, your shoulders, your waist!"
If Shu Wuxi continued to ask, Lu Xiaochan could shamelessly do the Eighteen Touches.
"Not a proper person."
This low voice, to Lu Xiaochan's ears, sounded like a faint smile, which was hard to grasp, yet one wanted to touch.
The deaths of these dozen girls aroused the anger of the people in the city.
A dozen lives, not just a dozen livestock, but real people! Not to mention that they have families, parents, and people who care about them.
These dozen girls lost their lives, and the others who were taken away were either dead or dying.
Instead of dragging it out like this, it’s better to just get it over with.
Anyway, the death mark has been put on my body, so I might as well kill the Meng family in Pengyuan Mountain. I must find them alive or dead!
Lu Xiaochan heard that hundreds of people from Pengcheng picked up their weapons and headed towards Pengyuan Mountain.
He shook his head: "If we had known this, why didn't we unite and fight when the Meng family's disciples came to snatch their daughter away? Why did we have to wait until it was too late to save her..."
At this time, Shu Wuxi was lifting Lu Xiaochan's legs and putting shoes on him.
"Brother Wuxi, are we about to set off?"
“No, let’s go to Meng’s house.”
"Eh? Going to the Meng family?"
"Since the evil spirit is coming for us, if we don't deal with it now and deter other evil creatures, they will continue to harass us."
"Oh, deterrence! It's like killing a chicken to scare the monkeys!"
After the Chongxiao Sword Formation just now, Lu Xiaochan was extremely curious about Shu Wuxi's abilities.
When he dealt with the evil spirit of Hejia Village, he used the Moon Breaking Formation. At that time, Lu Xiaochan was blind, so he didn't know what it looked like.
This time, the Chongxiao Formation was enough to shake Lu Xiaochan's soul away. He was looking forward to what Shu Wuxi's next move would be.
"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey?" There was a hint of doubt in Shu Wuxi's voice.
Lu Xiaochan almost forgot that Shu Wuxi was very serious in his words and wanted to say this to him: "Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!"
"Um."
Lu Xiaochan thought about it, then came up to Shu Wuxi and asked, "Brother Wuxi, do you know what 'a pig's nose is like a green onion pretending to be garlic' means?"
“Why do we put green onions in pigs’ noses?”
Lu Xiaochan laughed. He did not explain and continued to ask: "Have you ever heard of 'a crow landing on a pig's back'?"
"No."
"A crow lands on a pig's back - seeing the blackness of others but not your own blackness!"
"And, and! Taking off your pants to fart - what a waste of time!"
Shu Wuxi pulled Lu Xiaochan up from the couch and said, "Let's go to the Meng family."
They left the guest room. The inn was already empty. It was estimated that the innkeeper and his waiters had gone to the Meng family to seek justice.
When Lu Shu saw Shu Wuxi, he immediately perked up, although he was originally drowsy.
Lu Xiaochan had gained experience in climbing Lushu, so he grabbed its fur, kicked its abdomen with his feet, and jumped up. Shu Wuxi sat behind Lu Xiaochan and took him out of the inn.
At this time, Ye Linshuang and Meng Ningsheng had already arrived at the gate of the Meng family.
Meng Ningsheng's second junior brother went to knock on the door, and just as his fingers touched it, the door opened with a "branch" sound.
Ye Linshuang's expression turned cold. You have to know that the Meng family is the only Xuanmen in Pengcheng, with a large family and great wealth.
But at this moment, the grass and trees in the main courtyard of the Meng family were withered, there was not a single green leaf to be seen, and there was no sign of life.
Meng Ningsheng looked at Ye Linshuang and whispered, "Ye Zhangjian... Look at my Pengyuan Mountain sect, it has almost lost its spiritual energy..."
There was no expression on Ye Linshuang's face. He raised his foot and stepped in.
As soon as his feet stepped into the ground of Meng's house, he felt countless evil thoughts lingering under his feet, as if whispering, clinging to his ankles, trying to absorb his pure spiritual energy.
The author has something to say: Shu Wuxi: Why are you lying so far away
Lu Xiaochan: I told you I was afraid you would fall off the bed!
Shu Wuxi: I don’t believe it.
Lu Xiaochan: ...When I get too close to you, I want to do bad things...
Shu Wuxi: What bad thing
Lu Xiaochan: Ten... Ten... Eight...
Shu Wuxi: I didn’t hear it.
Lu Xiaochan: …
Fat Melon: This is really the most "active" thing I have ever written...