Moonset Cool Night (5)
The most troublesome thing is that this monster can only be killed with a special talisman water, otherwise it will continue to multiply. Kill one and it will become two, kill two and it will become four, and so on and so forth, until it traps the monk to death.
But today she happened to not bring any talisman water.
If that thing had gotten in, the consequences would have been disastrous. She might have saved her life, but she would have been badly injured.
But this strange power saved her.
Maybe it's not the enemy.
Li Zhaoyue sheathed her sword and tried to shake its hand to express her gratitude, but she realized she couldn't see it at all. Her outstretched hand hovered in the air for a moment before she burst out laughing, the cloud of gloom that had been gathering between her brows suddenly dissipating.
"Thank you very much." She looked at the empty corner by the door and smiled friendly. The room was still quiet, but she felt the breeze on her cheeks again, warm and caressing her face.
Li Zhaoyue found an empty space to sit down, dragged the spirit who was knocked unconscious by the Chu Ri Sword over, and reinforced the seal.
The wind blew around her hand again, still warm and gentle to the touch. She smiled, suddenly raised her hand, and spun it a few times in the air, and the wind spun with her.
"Do you want to go with me?" she asked, curling her eyes.
The wind seemed to hesitate for a moment, rubbed her sleeve affectionately, and then floated away lightly, circling in the air.
"It's a pity I can't see you, otherwise maybe we could be friends." She stretched out her right hand, turning the gold bracelet on her wrist, her eyes nostalgic, "I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time."
This shabby wooden house became her place to escape reality temporarily.
"I once had a good friend, a friend, I suppose." She lowered her head, her thick eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly among flowers. "Unfortunately, I didn't know how to judge people, and mistook deception for sincerity."
The wind paused and stopped moving.
Li Zhaoyue smiled, took out an invitation from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the ground: "But all this is in the past. Now I have a brother who loves me very much."
"We've just met, and I'm getting married in three days. If you have time, please come and support me."
The wind started to flow again, and the invitation was flipped open with a rustling sound, and then it was overturned with a snap.
A gust of wind blew away the loose hair in front of her forehead. Li Zhaoyue stared straight at a certain point in front of her, as if there was a person standing there.
The wind is no longer gentle, it is as cold as the snow in December.
But it still didn't hurt her.
Li Zhaoyue stood up from the ground, tidied herself up from the dust and weeds, and took off the bracelet on her wrist. She squeezed so hard that her skin turned red.
The wind suddenly stopped because Li Zhaoyue dropped the bracelet to the ground.
The sound of metal hitting the ground was extremely crisp. If you didn't listen carefully, it sounded like something was breaking.
Li Zhaoyue still had a relieved smile on his face. He turned around and waved at it: "This bracelet is for you."
The wooden door opened gently, then closed again. A deathly silence fell within the cabin. Suddenly, a fierce wind blew, shaking the cabin and sending dust flying. The spirit Li Zhaoyue had forgotten awoke, and upon opening his eyes, he was met with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
"Do as I say, or die."
The white sword pressed against its throat, emitting a strange aura. Logically, it shouldn't be afraid of death, as it couldn't die. But the man's eyes and the weapon in his hand seemed to tell it that if it didn't nod, it would die.
Can spirits die too? It shuddered and nodded tremblingly.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger. It saw a goose yellow hairband being torn off violently. The tail embroidered with silver thread was shaking like a butterfly dancing in the moonlight.
"Aren't spirits very good at disguise? In three days, you will bring me to Yiziyuan. If you promise me, you can keep your life."
The spirit dared not disobey and nodded quickly. The man had just put away his sword and sat aside. The room was so quiet that the spirit felt uneasy and couldn't help but look over to see what he was doing.
Oh, it was the hairband that was dangling in front of it just now. It was light yellow and looked like a girl's accessory.
The man stroked the headband, and on the palm of his other hand lay a gold bracelet, which seemed to be a pair with the one on his left hand.
The spirit rubbed his eyes and looked at his expression again.
It was sinister and cold, especially those bloodshot pupils, which were eerily terrifying. It quickly averted its gaze, suppressed its pounding heart, and prayed for daylight to come quickly.
*
"The results of the final exam are out, go check it out."
"If I fail the exam again, my parents won't let me go."
"Alright, alright, hurry up, there will be fewer people if we go earlier."
Early in the morning, as Li Zhaoyue entered the Feng Shui courtyard, she saw the central square packed with people. The bulletin board was completely surrounded. She shook her head and turned to leave.
At this time, Lou Ze pulled Wang Kun and ran towards the door in a panic. Without paying attention, the three of them bumped into each other with a bang, and they all saw stars.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..." Lou Ze covered his head and kept apologizing, but he fell silent when he saw Li Zhaoyue.
"Is there something you want to talk to me about?" Li Zhaoyue asked, observing his expression. Lou Ze hurriedly shook his head, grabbed Wang Kun from the ground, and ran inside. Wang Kun's face looked grim, a gloomy blue. As they walked past Li Zhaoyue, she noticed the crisscrossing wounds on his hands.
Like something bitten it.
She took a few steps back, giving up the thought of leaving, and followed the two men into the square. At the front of the crowd, Xue Fuqing stared at the number one on the list and sighed helplessly. The resentment on her face was so obvious that those standing around her automatically stepped back to make room for her. Sure enough, a moment later, she stamped her feet vigorously and walked out angrily.
"Senior Sister Xue doesn't look good. I'm afraid it's the second one."
"Huh? I've seen her in the training room quite often these days. I thought she would break the spell this time."
"Hey, I heard that she had diarrhea before the exam and almost forced herself to enter the examination room. Her face turned pale when she heard others say it... Uh, senior sister!" The person who spoke felt a pain in his arm, looked up, and found that it was Xue Fuqing. He was scared to death.
"What did you say just now?" Xue Fuqing raised his head slightly and asked with a forced smile.
"I... I didn't say anything..." The disciple shook his head in fear and covered his mouth. Xue Fuqing stared at him gloomily for a long time, then tossed his sleeves and stormed out of the courtyard. He almost bumped into Li Zhaoyue as he walked forward.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?" Li Zhaoyue stopped her and asked in confusion.
Xue Fuqing saw her confused expression, as if she didn't know who was number one on the list, and he was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger. After a while, he slumped his shoulders in frustration and said weakly, "The results are out, and you're number one."
Li Zhaoyue was quite surprised and asked casually, "What about you?"
She regretted asking this question the moment she asked it. Judging from Xue Fuqing's appearance, her grades didn't seem very ideal... Li Zhaoyue scratched her head awkwardly, unable to think of any perfect remedy for the situation. She could only apologize to her with her eyes.
Xue Fuqing desperately pointed to the number two with his fingers and said, "I'm second again."
"I had diarrhea right before the exam and almost missed it," she added. "It happens every time."
"No matter how hard I try, something unexpected always happens the day before the exam." Her eyebrows were twisted together in a tangled way, and her eyes were full of resentment.
"Maybe you need to do some calculations." Lou Ze pulled Wang Kun out of the crowd and winked at Xue Fuqing.
"I don't believe in fate." Xue Fuqing rolled his eyes at him.
Li Zhaoyue's gaze fell on Wang Kun, and at first glance, he noticed something was wrong.
His vitality was too weak. His feet were weak, his eyes were blue, his lips were pale, and he looked like a dying person. There was only one way for a living person to become like this -
The luck was sucked away by the evil creature.
She walked forward a few steps and greeted Wang Kun with a smile: "Brother Wang, how is business lately?"
Wang Kun seemed very sleepy and dazed, and didn't hear her words. Li Zhaoyue asked again.
"I quit a long time ago." Wang Kun yawned and waved his hand.
"It would be better if his scam business stopped," Xue Fuqing said. Li Zhaoyue looked at his earlobe again, which was an abnormal red.
"Has he been like this recently?" she asked Lou Ze.
"It seems to have lasted for almost half a month." Lou Ze said. Wang Kun coughed weakly a few times, supported Lou Ze's hand and stood steadily, saying: "It must be that I broke the taboo during the last divination, and it backfired. I will just take care of myself."
"By the way, I want to talk to you about the Tree of Destiny..."
"Ah!" Wang Kun fell to the ground amid the screams of the crowd. Li Zhaoyue drew his sword sideways and pinned him across the waist.
His eyes had already started bleeding. Xue Fuqing slapped his head and shouted, "This is blood flowing backwards! Quick, send him to the medical school!"
Li Zhaoyue quickly drew out the Sunrise Sword and slowly laid the man flat on the ground. Seeing what had happened, the people around gathered around curiously.
She placed her index finger between Wang Kun's eyebrows and twisted it slightly. A complex talisman quickly took shape and merged into his body.
"It's not just a simple backlash from his cultivation," Li Zhaoyue said seriously, looking at Lou Ze and Xue Fuqing.
"What was that..." Lou Ze hadn't finished his words when he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He looked down and saw Xue Fuqing's elbow pressing against his stomach. The pain he'd felt just now was from her elbow. He looked at her in confusion, then noticed she winked at him. He turned back to look at Wang Kun, who lay dying on the ground, and suddenly realized what had happened.
Lou Ze swiftly lifted Wang Kun up from the ground and carried him on his shoulders. As they walked out, he shouted, "Senior Brother Wang has fainted from the heat. Senior Brother Wang has fainted from the heat. Please move aside. I'll take him to the medical school."
Li Zhaoyue and Xue Fuqing also hurriedly followed him and squeezed into the crowd.
Someone pointed at Wang Kun and whispered, "I just saw his eyes bleeding. How could he have had a heat stroke? Also, Senior Sister Li is getting married soon, why is she still hanging around with these men? It's totally immoral."
The way he waved his fan and pointed was annoying.
Xue Fuqing had good hearing and heard this sentence immediately. He had already stepped half a foot out the door, turned around, and squinted his eyes to search among the crowd.
Soon his eyes met the disciple who was speaking.
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