Frost Forest (3)
Tang Xixu squatted down, held Xu Ning's feet, and tried to remove her shoes and socks.
“What are you doing!”
Xu Ning looked like a rabbit with its fur standing on end.
"Pull out the thorn. Otherwise, the blood will flow more and more." Tang Xixu said in a calm tone, without any confused thoughts.
The young man's palms were cold, and large areas of his palms were stained red with blood.
When the hand covers the feet, the coolness spreads along the soles of the feet.
Tang Xixu brought some gold medicine with him and sprinkled it on the wound.
"hiss--"
The moment the thorn was pulled out, pain came over him and he felt dizzy. He then clutched his sleeves, turned his face away, and his face turned pale.
The cold wind blew through the hair on my temples. The weather in September was not warm to begin with, and it was even colder in the forest.
Tang Xixu tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of Xu Ning's clothes.
"What are you doing again?"
The young man wrapped his feet completely in several layers.
The sudden wind was like a leaf, gently falling on the water, creating shallow ripples.
After a while, Xu Ning treated the wound. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she felt uncomfortable all over. "Thank you."
The sound is as small as a mosquito.
"What?"
Tang Xixu tilted his ear and pretended not to hear.
"Speak louder."
Xu Ning turned her head away, not wanting to pay attention to him, especially someone who pretended to be deaf.
After resting for a while, Tang Xixu saw that the time was right and walked forward quietly.
My feet still hurt a little. The road ahead was difficult to walk on. There were thorns in many places. It was dark and I was not wearing shoes, so I could only move slowly in small steps.
The young man walked for a while and noticed that there was no sound behind him. He realized that no one was following him, so he quickly turned back.
He squatted with his back to Xu Ning: "Come up."
"ah?"
"The road ahead is still long, and I don't want to delay the progress." Tang Xixu saw that Xu Ning hadn't moved yet, "Hurry up, my patience has its limits."
Hearing that there was still no movement from the people behind him, Tang Xixu sneered: "Could it be that Miss Xu is embarrassed?"
Xu Ning's eyes flashed with panic, and he defended himself, "Who, who is sorry. Come up if you want. You can't eat me."
Xu Ning limped over and put his hands tightly around Tang Xixu's neck.
"Are you trying to strangle me to death?"
The young man suddenly stopped, his voice cold, like a ghost in the depths of the dense forest.
Xu Ning quickly relaxed his grip.
"No, no. How could that be possible? You're overthinking it."
The girl looked around and spoke unnaturally.
"Oh? Really? I thought Miss Xu wished I would die right now."
Tangxi Xufeng narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his dark pupils.
The two of them traveled in silence, only occasionally hearing the sound of birds flying in the forest.
The forest grew deeper and deeper, and the dense trees blocked out all light.
We were silent all the way, it was pitch dark around us, and we just found a random topic to talk about.
"How about I light a fire? It's so dark here, and it's not convenient for you to carry me on your back."
Xu Ning said cautiously.
Tang Xixu suddenly stopped, and Xu Ning wanted to say something else, but was stopped immediately.
"If you don't want to die, don't make a sound."
The young man lowered his voice and suddenly warned.
Xu Ning quickly fell silent.
There is a stone tablet not far away, covered with moss.
There are a few words engraved on it: "Daxian Temple".
Tang Xixu stood up straight and tightened his hands on Xu Ning's legs.
"Hold on tight."
Xu Ning hadn't reacted yet, "Hey, ah."
As it moves, it sways from side to side and rises and falls.
The young man jumped onto the tree and pushed hard against the trunk, jumping over several trees before landing on the ground.
Xu Ning was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Until he saw the "weasel" that had just carried the sedan chair, he covered his mouth tightly and made no sound.
The weasel, wearing a red robe, stood deep in the fog, staring at the people coming towards him.
The young man's eyes were like two cold knives, his red hairband fluttered in the cold wind, and the girl on his back was wearing a bright red wedding gown. Wasn't this the lost bride?
Xu Ning felt uneasy at the strange look of the weasel sedan bearer, and the hand on his neck tightened unconsciously.
His eyes were filled with tension, he took a deep breath of the moisture in the forest, and his chest was slightly heaving.
Tang Xixu could sense the panic of the person behind him, and he turned his head to glance at Xu Ning.
"Will he kill someone?"
Xu Ning's pupils trembled and dilated again: "Huh?"
"There is a dagger hidden in my clothes on my chest. Take it out. When I get there, kill him."
Perhaps he is the only one who can make killing sound so easy and casual.
Xu Ning was stunned. He wanted her to kill someone. He actually wanted her to kill someone? In the modern world, she had been a law-abiding good girl for more than 20 years, but less than a month after coming here, he wanted her to kill someone.
"Why, you still want to be a weasel's bride?" Tang Xixu said nonchalantly, deliberately trying to scare her. "I heard there's a Huang Daxian on this mountain who likes tender, young, and beautiful girls. I heard that after the wedding ceremony, he not only drinks her blood, but also skins her and eats her."
When it's late at night and everyone is asleep, people's imaginations are always rich. At this moment, what Tang Xixu said is forming a series of pictures in Xu Ning's mind.
"The Great Immortal Temple is in front. I guess he is here to pick you up." Tang Xixu said seriously.
"Stop! Stop talking. Where is the dagger?"
"In the second layer of clothes in front." Tang Xixu curled his lips and said again.
The weasel was getting closer and closer to the two of them. Tang Xixu sprinted forward and when passing by the weasel, Xu Ning stabbed the weasel in the neck with a knife. Blood sprayed most of Xu Ning's face.
The weasel was already unconscious, with its head tilted on its shoulder, but it was still breathing. Its lifeless eyes moved like a dead person, its gaze fixed on Xu Ning.
"He's not dead yet!"
Xu Ning woke up from the panic, but was still frightened.
"Stab again, quick!"
The weasel attacked the two men step by step. For some reason, he suddenly became "possessed" and attacked with his hands raised, baring his teeth, and the weasel mask fell off.
It was a man's face. His complexion was purple and pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Ah, ah."
The bearer in red was like a zombie, walking without any order and just attacking desperately.
Like a killing machine.
The man walked to Xu Ning's side, gnashing his teeth and glaring, his eye sockets seemed to be about to burst, and his eyes were bloodshot.
This person has a faint smell and feels rotten and moldy.
Xu Ning felt sick to his stomach and couldn't stand the smell, so he turned his head to the side and retched.
When Xu Ning recovered, Tang Xixu turned sideways, a cold light flashed, and Xu Ning seized the opportunity and stabbed the sedan bearer's throat with a knife.
A few drops of blood splashed into Xu Ning's eyes. The blood slid across his eyes, and Xu Ning blinked slightly, leaving only determination in his eyes.
His mind went blank. After a while, the hand holding the knife couldn't stop shaking and he hurriedly threw the knife away.
Every heartbeat was so heavy, as if it was about to fall into the mud.
“Huh, huh, huh”
"It's just killing one person, what's there to be afraid of?" The young man said nonchalantly, as if it were a daily routine. "He's the one who wants to kill you. If you don't kill him, you'll die. You're not wrong."
When I came to my senses, I felt relieved.
I repeatedly comforted myself in my heart, yes, I did nothing wrong, he was trying to harm me, I was just acting in self-defense.
Tang Xixu put Xu Ning down and saw a temple in front of him. The dim candlelight illuminated the road.
"Huang Daxian" is written on the tattered wooden plaque, and on both sides stand stone statues of weasels, with rat faces and human bodies, wearing outer clothes, which really looks like a "rat fairy".
There were two old lanterns hanging on the eaves. It was said that the weasel was getting married, but there was no festive look at all.
Xu Ning is just an ordinary person, and her storyline is not mentioned in the original book. Even with a system, she can only figure it out on her own.
There was no one around. A cold wind blew by, blowing away the dust on the eaves.
"Squeak"
The wooden door opened, and a little boy fell into the cotton net and hung in front of the statue of the Rat Fairy.
"Second Brother?!"
The original book mentioned that Xu Lian went to Yaowang Valley to seek medicine to rejuvenate.
The book describes the childlike Xu Lian like this: the little boy was wearing a moon-white short robe, with a pine-colored plum blossom-shaped mark on his forehead. The boy had curly eyelashes and delicate facial features, which attracted many passers-by to look back frequently.
Xu Ning recognized him at a glance, but Xu Lian had a cloth stuffed in his mouth, and he looked dazed and asleep.
Xu Lian opened her eyes and was a little surprised to see Xu Ning dressed as a bride.
Xu Ning went over and wanted to put the man down, but just as he raised one foot, he was stopped by Tang Xixu.
"Wait."
I don't know where he grabbed a handful of ash from, but he sprinkled it in front of Xu Ning, and dense, intricate silver threads became clear.
The woman stopped, it was a close call.
This is the Silver Thread Formation. The threads within it are as thin as a hair, sharp and resilient, leaving no trace. Someone once stumbled into this formation, and all six threads simultaneously pressed against their neck, instantly decapitating them.
The corner of the clothes was accidentally blown onto the silk thread by the wind, and the red piece of cloth separated from the clothes and slowly fell to the ground.
The silver thread array was very large, about six feet high, with the threads crisscrossing and becoming so intricate that it was difficult to see the exit clearly.
"I definitely can't. Please."
Xu Ning stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation to Tang Xixu.
Tang Xixu frowned and looked at Xu Ning, wondering how to get past him.
The temple was overgrown with weeds and there were several holes in the roof. The thick moonlight slanted into the temple.
The silver thread formation surrounded Xu Lian, and people outside could not get in, and people inside could not get out.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "How about taking off the roof and jumping off it?"
Xu Ning didn't think of any other solution, but felt that this unreliable method might work.
"Hahaha"
"You guys are too naive." A charming female voice seemed to come from the distant mountains.
"The top of the formation is made of white jade, and it is used to imprison those who come from unknown sources."
Xu Ning looked around and found no one else except the three of them.
"Little girl, are you looking for me?"
The ghostly voice was like a poisonous snake, entwining Xu Ning.
Ding Ding Dong Dong
The sound of golden bells rang out, footsteps slowed down, and a charming face suddenly approached Xu Ning, with long golden curly hair hanging down naturally, and a red off-shoulder dress fluttering in the wind.
Xu Ning took a small step back, lost his balance, and accidentally grabbed Tang Xixu's robe.
The young man looked down at her with a cold expression, showing no intention of pulling her.
When Xu Ning was about to fall to the ground, he barely managed to prop himself up with his dagger. After standing up, he glared at Tang Xixu.
Only then did he see the woman clearly. In Xu Ning's words, Yin Wumeng was like a blood-red rose in the dark night.
She is also like a female ghost that devours people's hearts, making people willing to die for her.
The red-clothed woman's eyes suddenly became fierce, and her bony claws attacked Xu Ning like a grappling hook.
In a moment, the wind from the claws blew up, blowing up the hair on the forehead.
Tang Xixu grabbed Xu Ning's wrist, pulled him aside, and threw the candle on the broken wooden table away.
In an instant, the one-foot-long yellow wax broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
Xu Ning seized the opportunity, squatted down, and quietly hid under the sacrificial table.
"I was looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own." Tang Xixu slashed at the woman in red with his palm, dodged to the side, and the stone statue of the Rat Immortal shattered into stones.
Just now, when Tang Xixu and Xu Ning were resting, they suddenly saw a red shadow trying to attack them. They got up and chased after it, but were ambushed by the woman. They were poisoned by the miasma and fainted and fell into the quagmire again.
At this time, Xu Lian finally spit out the cloth ball in his mouth and looked at Xu Ning eagerly.
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