Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years.
"Gu~"
The four of them swallowed, looked at each other, and subconsciously took a step towards the door. At the other end of their sight, the candlelight illuminated half of the woman's face as she slowly turned around. Under the sackcloth mask, she grinned.
"Four gentlemen, what are you doing standing there..."
"This... Miss, I'm sure you won't believe it." The scholar near the door swallowed his saliva, forced a smile, and bowed.
"The four of us are a little shy about women, so we won't go over."
The other three nodded in unison.
The moment their hands touched the bolt, it creaked open and the four of them rushed out like a gust of wind, almost bumping into Wang Chongwen who was coming back from the front yard with snacks.
"Brother Chongwen, you're back. The four of us will go back to our rooms and sleep first." "Yes, yes. If you encounter anything bad, remember to shout loudly."
After saying that, he stumbled towards a remote room in the distance.
Wang Chongwen, holding the cakes, shook his head with a smile. After a moment, he walked to the study, pushed open the door, saw the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, put the cakes on the table, and put the bought painting aside.
"Why don't you change your clothes? You'll catch a cold easily if they get wet with night dew."
The woman sitting on the edge of the bed nodded, stood up and bowed.
"My dear, what you said makes sense. I will change my clothes. You... you must not peek."
Wang Chongwen waved his hands quickly: "No, no, just go ahead, girl."
That being said, which man can keep his true feelings in front of such a beautiful woman? As he watched her turn away from the screen, his heart was beating fast, just like the feeling he had when he spent the first time in the bridal chamber with his wife.
He rubbed his hands nervously and excitedly, and walked back and forth twice.
"No, no, I am a scholar... but if I throw myself into the arms of a beautiful woman... maybe even the saints would blame me."
Wang Chongwen looked over there and became hesitant.
In another side room in the side yard, the door was slightly opened, revealing four heads overlapping one another. They looked outside for a few times and whispered:
"It would be bad if we leave Brother Chongwen alone there, right?" "Well, why don't we go over and take a look?"
"Go to the back window."
"What if that woman is not a ghost? Then wouldn't that mean she shouldn't be looking at it?"
"Silly, if the four of us don't tell anyone, who would know?"
"That's right!" "Let's go, I'm worried that Brother Chongwen can't handle it alone!"
The door opened, and the four of them bent over, tiptoed around the corner, and along the wall behind the wing room, concentrating and holding their breath to come to the back of the study, where there happened to be a window diagonally facing the screen.
One of the scholars dipped his saliva in the water, dotted it on the window paper, and silently drilled a small hole.
The view opened inside through the small hole, and I saw Wang Chongwen walking back and forth in front of the desk, rubbing his hands. On the desk was the scroll he had bought on the street before.
Hey, where is that woman
While he was looking around, the three people behind him were urging him.
"Can you see anything?" "It's my turn to see, get out of the way!"
The scholar lying on the window suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the screen not far away. He quickly turned his head and saw the mourning clothes falling. In his narrow field of vision, there was a dazzling white scene that dazzled him.
The scholar licked his lips, his Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and almost put his face close to hers.
… This, this is a woman’s body.
Looking inside, her eyes were slightly red with excitement. The woman behind the screen combed her long hair like a waterfall, suddenly stretched her hands behind her head, and slowly pulled it left and right.
The scholar outside the small hole blinked.
…something is wrong.
The next moment, the scroll on the table rolled suddenly, fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled over. A flash of green light flashed in the scholar's sight. At the same time, the woman behind the screen heard the sound, turned around, and looked outside through the screen.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Chongwen, who was walking back and forth over there, turned around and picked up the scroll on the ground with a smile.
"The scroll fell to the ground because it was not properly placed."
Outside the window, the peeping scholar felt a chill run down his head. He stared at the crack on the back of the woman's head, his teeth chattering. He slowly backed away, pointing at the window, speechless.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Before he could say anything, his companion covered his mouth.
"You're so scared..." "It must be a monster, let's go!"
Seeing his expression, the other three did not go over to see him. They hurried away, ran a few steps, turned back, picked up the frightened scholar, and ran to the back door with great experience.
As soon as he got to the street, Shu, who was so scared that he couldn't speak, finally opened his mouth to speak.
“Wow—”
“There’s a ghost!!!”
The four of them ran wildly down the street, fleeing in panic.
"Isn't it inappropriate to leave Brother Chongwen there?!" "Do we have to go back?"
"Just go and inform my sister-in-law!"
The scholar who had seen the ghost suddenly stopped and called out to the three companions in front of him:
"When I saw the ghost, I seemed to see a scroll rolling to the ground, and there was a flash of green light."
The other three scholars also stopped and looked at each other.
"The scroll? Are you talking about the one that that weird scholar sold to Brother Chongwen?"
"Maybe he is a master."
After whispering to each other for a few moments, the four of them finally changed direction and went along the same street they had taken before. However, there were no calligraphy and painting stalls on the street.
"What should I do? The person is missing."
One of them looked at the inn not far away that was still open, and said, "Let's go over there and ask."
The night wind whimpered across the long street. A shop assistant who had been busy all day was about to go to close the shop, swinging a rag over his shoulder. He heard the clattering sound of footsteps coming closer. Thinking that another customer had arrived, he put on a smile and greeted him.
The four scholars who came in panted and started asking directly.
"Waiter, have you ever seen a dirty scholar with a donkey by his side?"
Since you are a customer as soon as you walk in, the waiter will naturally not get angry and point you upstairs.
"There is one person, who is about the same age as the four of you. I wonder if he is the person you are looking for."
Tap tap tap…
After climbing up the wooden ladder and following the guidance of the waiter, the four of them knocked anxiously on the door of the room. After a long while, they heard footsteps coming from inside.
squeak…
Amid the unique groaning of the old wooden door, Lu Liangsheng yawned, opened the door, and was stunned when he saw the four scholars with panic-stricken faces outside.
…It worked so quickly
Without waiting for the four to speak, he waved his robe and the Yuelong Sword and the scroll from the bookshelf flew over and fell into his hands. He glanced at the four stunned people outside the door, turned around, walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked in the direction of the painting that was sold.
The long sword turned against his arm, and he jumped out of the window. The four people outside the door rushed in and saw the rustling of tiles on the roofs in the darkness. The figure of the scholar jumped around, dragging his robe away into the distance.
After swallowing, someone slammed the window frame.
"I remember now... Isn't this the scholar from the mountain temple a year ago?!"
…
In the Wang family compound, the lights were warm yellow. Wang Chongwen sat on a round stool, holding the scroll and tapping his palms lightly, still struggling in his heart.
"The sages said that one should cultivate righteousness through virtue... But I am not a sage yet."
He tried to regulate his breathing, then stood up and said goodbye.
"Miss, it's getting late. Here are some cakes. Eat some and go to bed early. I'll be leaving soon."
"Hey, don't leave yet."
A soft female voice sounded from behind the screen, and she suddenly stretched out her slender arm and pointed towards the bed.
"My dear, I forgot to bring my bag, which contains clothes for changing. Could you please bring it to me?"
The woman's voice seemed to be able to enchant people. Wang Chongwen took two deep breaths and walked over. He picked up the package on the bedside. There was a faint fragrance on it, which smelled very pleasant.
"What's that scent on top of you? It smells so good."
He handed the bundle to the side of the screen and said something casually to ease the awkwardness. The next moment, a warm and soft thing flashed through the screen, suddenly bumped into him, and threw itself directly into his arms.
The woman stroked Wang Chongwen's lips with her fingertips, then put her mouth and nose to his and took a deep breath. A wisp of white air that was invisible to ordinary people was sucked out.
"My body smells better, my dear, you may want to smell it."
A strange fragrance filled his nose. Wang Chongwen looked at the beauty so close to him. The bag in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. He couldn't help but pick it up and touch it.
My head was buzzing.
… so slippery.
In the silence, when the two of them were hugging each other and walking towards the bed, a bird's cry suddenly came from the scroll, waking Wang Chongwen up.
"Girl, you can't!"
He tried to pull away, but the woman grabbed his sleeve and he couldn't get away.
"My dear, everything is going to be fine. How can you be so cruel to leave me alone to suffer loneliness?"
"No, I have a wife, and I don't know your origins or background..."
Wang Chongwen stretched out his hand to pull her wrist, but it didn't move at all. He immediately realized that something was wrong. As he struggled, his sleeve ripped open with a hiss and he fell on the desk, causing the candle to fall over with a bang.
The flames died out and the room was plunged into darkness.
Soft footsteps approached slowly, and the woman's voice sounded in the darkness.
"My dear... don't be afraid, I won't eat you."
Wang Chongwen stepped back repeatedly on the ground, shouting in panic: "Help!" "There's a ghost!"
His answer was a sudden gust of strong wind.
Woo woo woo woo~~~
Gusts of cold wind blew through the yard, and the big trees in the yard swayed their branches and leaves wildly, making a rustling sound.
The woman who was close to Wang Chongwen looked up suddenly, and the doors and windows were shaking.
The cold moon shone outside the house. A slender figure with flying hair floated silently over from the side of the corridor outside and stopped outside the paper window at the door, motionless.
At some point.
The windows and doors were pushed open with a bang, and violent Yin energy surged in, enveloping the dazed woman in the room. What she saw was a dark green face with blood coming out of all the orifices.
A moment.
The scarlet nails stretched out, dug into the woman's flesh, and pulled.
With a hissing sound, a complete piece of human skin was lifted into the air and landed in front of Wang Chongwen. He looked at the lifelike face of a beautiful woman on it, and then at the evil ghost with a green face, fangs, and a body covered in slime. His eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground with a bang, unconscious.
"ah-"
The evil ghost whose skin was peeled off screamed miserably, turned around and rushed towards a wall.
"Want to leave?!"
Suddenly a voice came from the roof, and almost at the same time, the roof burst open, and a long sword rushed down diagonally, tearing the flesh of the evil ghost, passing through his chest, and then nailed to the wall with a bang.
In an instant, the evil ghost slapped the wall with both hands, and struggled wildly, "Ah!". After a few breaths, it stopped moving and turned into a pool of white foam that flowed along the wall and to the ground, emitting a foul odor.
Lu Liangsheng descended from the roof and walked in. With a wave of his sleeves, the lamppost that had fallen on the desk stood up and relit the flame. He walked to Wang Chongwen, took his pulse, and passed some magic power to him.
"Lu Liangsheng has already returned the gift of eight coins."
After saying that, he hooked his hand, and Yuelong, who was stuck on the wall, let out a soft moan and flew back.
Taking Hong Lian with him, he left quietly.