Lady Su’s Revenge

Seeing that the spirits really ran, Su Shi did not chase, and then picked up the genius to see the book open, is actually a "singular essay" that has nothing to do with cultivation.

"Whether the spirits and the Hejiu are good to me, the attitude of the disciples is also good, but I always feel this door... nothing."

Su Shi opened a essay and saw an illustration of the scribbled above. It was a deserted mountain, standing alone in a thatched cottage.

“Is it alive?”

If Su Shi thinks thoughtfully, read the essay carefully.

The essay consists of multiple stories, each of which is quite astonished. The first story is the thatched cottage.

The scholars went to Beijing to take the exam, and took the road to the barren hills. After entering the mountain, there was a heavy downpour, nowhere to rest, and suddenly saw the lights shining in the distant mountains. He was too happy to take care of the mud under his feet and rushed to the front of the house to knock on the door.

Oops -

The door opened a gap, revealing a beautiful and beautiful woman's face, except that except for the face, everything was immersed in the darkness.

"Come on, come in and shelter from the rain..."

The scholar saw her alone, and suddenly waved: "The girl lives alone in this mountain, you and I are lonely, it is not appropriate."

"Come on, come in and shelter from the rain..."

The woman's face is very stiff, only the lips are moving, as if only this sentence, the scholar feels a little strange, but he saw that the bookcase behind it has leaked rain, not so much, push the door and go in...

Su Shi turned the next page, but it was blank.

She gave a slight glimpse and continued to turn down. It was the next story. She turned it over again. It was also the last blank, and there was no ending.

"There is no ending story?"

Su Shi’s lips were slightly stunned, and a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Sister, it's too late, you should go back to rest."

Her pupils shrank and jumped like a rabbit in shock, and the books in her hands were thrown out, but they were caught by the voice.

The sorcerer turned and smiled, and the candle swayed, and he could only shine on his face.

"Sister, it's too late, you should go back to rest."

"Brothers..."

Su Shi screamed and felt that it was wrong. With her perception, she did not find the spirits to return.

"Sister, it's too late, you should go back to rest."

The third voice sounded, Su Shi’s heart glimpsed, watching the soul of the soul is stiff and pale, like a dead face, immediately remembered the ridiculous story of the barren hills.

Is there really a ghost in the world?

If so, what is she?

Her heart was full of suspicions, and she suddenly felt that an instinct was coming from the ghost.

"hungry……"

hungry?

Su Shi fixedly looked at the stiff "soul", which was originally used for eating?

She suddenly turned her eyes and looked at the huge library. Unlike the daytime, the library at night seemed to have lost its color. It was suppressed everywhere, and the frogs and insects outside the door could not be heard.

How many foods are there?

Turning her eyes away, she didn't see the face of her brother in front of her eyes, suddenly splitting from the middle, revealing dense teeth.

The "Essence" also did not see, the shadow behind Su Shi suddenly moved to his feet, quietly opened the **** mouth...

"Sister!!"

An anxious voice was introduced into the library through the dark sky. There was a strange vibration in the sound. Under such vibration, the bookstore restored the agile color, the oppressive atmosphere faded away, and various sounds poured back. In the ear.

She looked up and looked out of the attic. It turned out to be the evening.

The spirits nervously shook hands in front of Su Shi, and saw her eyes gathered, her eyes filled with doubts, and her heart was relieved.

It’s fairly timely.

If, because of his negligence, the teacher and sister are harmed by the ghosts here, his heart will inevitably appear flawed and become a magical thought.

"Hey, brother? You are not saying that it is late, what is it?"

Su Shi pointed to Jin Wu, who was still hanging in the sky, and began to test it quickly and straightforwardly.

The look of the spirits glimpsed, and looked at the bookstore that became dark because of Su Shi’s words. He left Su Shi and left, until he returned to the courtyard where the disciples lived, and he let go of Su Shi’s hand. I was relieved and sighed with a serious look: "Small sister, if you are not with me, you must not go alone to the library."

Su Shi touched the palm of her hand, the touch of the genius... It was cold, not like the hand of a living person.

When the spirits saw his face, his face was hot. He hadn’t taken the woman’s hand before he was in a hurry, but it was...

Fortunately, Su Shi did not care, only screamed: "Why?"

Seeing the appearance of the little teacher and sister breaking the casserole, the soul of the soul remembers the envy of the master, and after repeated speeches, he finally couldn’t help but say: "We raise the gods, not the surface is so simple, you don't want to Ask so much, practice well, and you will know it later. There are several places in Zongmen that are very dangerous. Even if I don’t dare to pass in the night, I will mark it for you, you have to remember!"

Said, he took out a blank rice paper and grabbed the brush...

Su Shi quietly stood aside, staring at the sacred door overhanging figure that slowly appeared under the spirit of the spirit.

And this scene, without any surprise, fell into the eyes of He Jiu.

"The child of the Soul, it is still too easy to believe people."

In the dark hall, He Jiu Man is a helpless face on the face of the old man. "However, for him, it may not be a chance to change."

Accepting Su Yue as a pro-disciple, one is to give an account of the anti-Zong, to maintain the image of the surface, and second... naturally to test whether Su Yue is true.

If this Jurchen is a disguise of a sect, he can pretend to be a moment, but he can't maintain the illusion all the time.

He observed it in these few days and felt that there was no big problem.

At least, this girl is indeed the little girl named Su Yue. The bone age is also very small. Her heart is simple and straightforward. As for whether she has been rebellious or not, she can't see it in a short time.

In the following days, Su Shi obeyed the words of the spirits every day and practiced earnestly.

The authentic mind of the gods---the gods, and the guidance of the spirits, entered the door.

She did not make any extraordinary things. After all, this door is full of surprises. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be a prying method that she can't detect.

From the ten-year period, there are still nine years, her time is still sufficient, do not need to be anxious at this time.

A month passed by.

This day, finally arrived at the time of the moon.

Su Shi followed behind the spirits and came to the only large square in Yangsong. At this moment, hundreds of disciples were standing in the square, and they seemed very deserted in the vast venue. It seemed to reflect the decline of the gods. .

A black woman who has not seen Su Shi stood in front of the stone long table, her face was cold and silent. On the stone long table, there are hundreds of wooden boxes, each of which is half a meter long and wide.

Seeing the spirits coming, she had a kind of good-hearted laugh on her face, but in Su Shi’s opinion, she was a little embarrassed.

"Well, everyone is here. Month, let's bring the moonlight."

He stayed for a long time and walked.

The black woman’s face showed a respectful color, slightly decapitated, and waved the hundreds of wooden boxes placed on the table. Each wooden box was accurately placed in the hands of every disciple, and Su Shi was no exception.

She took the wooden box that was floating in front of her, and her hands sank.

At least one of these things is worth a hundred pounds. To be cautious, she did not use God to see.

"A lot!"

"This month's weight is good!"

"I can finally eat enough, so happy..."

The disciples in the field heard a happy voice, and Su Shi’s heart became more and more weird. It was only because of the occasion that she did not ask much.

"This month's moon is brought by your sister, and I won't thank you."

After the long-awaited voice, everyone immediately returned to God and saluted the women in black.

"Thank you for the monthly teacher!"

The woman in black was still cold, only nodded lightly, looked at the eyes for a long time, got his consent, turned and flew into the mountains and disappeared.

"The sister of that month is..."

Su Shi couldn't help but convey the voice to the soul. Although the teenager felt that the teacher's eyelids were low and said that he was whispering, he still responded: "It is the elder of my sect, and I am in the mountains in the weekdays. As for the sister, it is She asked the teacher, she is still young, and she does not want to be called old."

Su Shizheng still wants to ask something, and suddenly the voice of He Jiu was interrupted.

"It is not easy for me to cultivate the gods from the ancient times to the present day."

He stayed at the stone table for a long time, and looked at the disciples below. The face of the kindly person was a bit more majestic. "The present ancestral door has been cut off, and the only gods are left in the top three. The highest cultivation is in the Yuan Ying period. You have to find out for yourself. You are waiting for my ancestral door. It is a fate. Zongmen can't give you a place to cultivate a truth. It is a fate. If anyone wants to leave the sect, today, the old man will never blame. Now... want to go down the mountain. Also look for the fairy machine, stand up."

He Jiu said, a pair of turbid eyes suddenly fell on several people in the field.

The few people suddenly sighed and reluctantly stood up, and then they gave a big gift to He Jiu, and he left without saying good, and he was reluctant to leave, while wiping his tears and walking down the mountain.

Su Shi looked confused, she could see that these people simply did not want to leave the gods, if they were not named for a long time, they would not stand up.

What is it worth to be nostalgic for this god?

It’s hard to be true, as He said for a long time, is it true?

With all sorts of doubts in his heart, Su Shi returned to his place of residence, opened the wooden box, and saw the fresh piece of meat with blood in it, and fell into meditation.

a piece of meat?

"No wonder someone will say that they can eat enough."

Su Yuran, who feels very ridiculous, has never seen such a weird sect.

What can be nostalgic for the Zongmen who can't even eat enough?

"Little sister, are you there?"

Outside the yard, the voice of the soul was heard. Su Shi happened to be confused. He dragged him into the house without saying anything.

"I know that you are now full of fog, the same is true when I first came."

The soul is watching Su Shi, and the smile is still there.

"Little sister, how long have you not eaten?"