Please Kill the Demon

Shaonan Town.

The water waves on the surface of the river are soft, and the wind carries the fragrance of laurel.

In the distance, a small boat came slowly towards the water bank. At the bow of the boat stood a young man in long gown and jade face, holding a flute in his hand, playing softly.

The sound of the flute is clear, elegant and touching.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the river, a soft girl in a peach red dress, seeing the boy at the bow looking directly at her, shyly lowered her eyes. But then, she raised her eyes slightly, afraid that the boy was not coming towards her.

Stars are shining in the night, and the sweet-scented osmanthus above the head is fluttering in the wind.

The young man's bow quickly touched the shore, and he took a light step and stepped onto the shore. If you look closely, you can see his brows and eyes clearly, and his lips are red and his teeth are whiter.

The girl's eyes were as bright as stars, looking at the boy who was getting closer and closer, her eyes were full of anticipation and tension.

The young man's footsteps did not disappoint her at all, just hearing the sound of footsteps, he came to the girl in three or five steps, and asked softly: "This girl, did you come here by yourself?"

"I was by the bridge just now, and my sister who was traveling with me got separated." The girl murmured softly.

"Why don't you go with me for a ride?" the young man asked politely.

"Hmm..." The girl lowered her head and responded softly.

Seeing this, the young man smiled, and raised his hand to break off a small sprig of osmanthus from the osmanthus tree above his head. The sweet-scented osmanthus of this tree is extraordinarily lush and fragrant, as white as the moonlight.

The girl's head was lowered further, and her neck was blushing, resembling a quail.

The young man was about to stick the sweet-scented osmanthus flower in the girl's hair, when suddenly, his eyes passed over the girl's shoulder, and he saw a more graceful figure under the grove not far away.

The figure was wearing a long jade white dress, which was lightly tied, with a slender waist and full moon breasts, black hair and clothes fluttering gently in the wind, and his skin seemed transparent.

It's just as beautiful as an illusion.

Compared with the beauty in white, the soft and lovely girl in front of her suddenly turned into a vulgar fan.

The young man couldn't help being startled when he saw it, but the girl who bowed her head was still wondering, why hasn't he plugged it in yet?

Just at this moment, the beauty in white suddenly waved to the young man, and with this gesture, his soul was immediately blown away.

"Girl, Xiaosheng suddenly remembered that something happened at home, so I can't go with you for the time being, and please ask Miss Haihan, I will definitely go with you next time!"

The young man apologized suddenly, then picked up his trousers, and hurriedly ran towards the beauty under the moon in front of him in three steps at a time.

"Ah?" The girl was taken aback by his change, and when she turned her head to look, she saw the young man impatiently rushing towards not far away with a flower branch in his hand, but there was a big man in fluttering white clothes under the tree. beauty.

"..." The girl's petite facial features suddenly turned up, and her chest also heaved twice. After a long while, she finally choked out a sentence: "Dog man!"

But I have to admit that even though she was transferred to other people, she still felt that the beauty was really charming, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Seeing the young man leaning forward with a flower branch in his hand, he said something to the beauty in white, and the beauty in white nodded slightly.

Then she turned her head to let the boy pin the sweet-scented osmanthus branch behind her ear.

After she turned her head, a pair of eyes and the girl suddenly looked at each other. Although they were not too close, her eyes were very bright, allowing the girl to clearly see her eyes. There was no complacency in the eyes of the beauty in white, but a kind of comfort.

As if to say to her... Look, this is the man you're looking for.

etc!

The girl frowned suddenly.

The beauty in white turned her head in another direction just now, and what I was facing should have been the back of her head.

How did you meet her eyes?

The girl's back suddenly felt cold. This beauty in white has two faces? !

"Ah..." She was struck by fear and wanted to yell loudly, but before she could make a sound, a change occurred over there.

The young man pinned the flower branch he had cut off earlier behind the ear of the beauty in white, and the beauty in white asked him softly: "Am I beautiful?"

"Flowers are beautiful, but girls are even more beautiful. Together, they are the most beautiful in the world..." The young man replied without hesitation.

"You said it without even looking at it, you must be lying." The beauty in white still whispered.

"Then raise your face so I can see clearly." The young man smiled.

Immediately, the beauty in white raised her face.

Her facial features are still so beautiful, but the skin has turned into a white porcelain-like texture, and it is broken porcelain... It is covered with black cracks.

"Am I beautiful?" The cracked lips opened and asked, and through the mouth, it was not a tongue, but a gap filled with blood.

"Ah..." The boy's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to scream and run away!

But the beauty in white grabbed his neck, pulled him back, and asked by his ear, "Tell me, am I beautiful?"

...

"The scenery in Shaonan is so beautiful." Chu Liang said with a smile, "This town is actually so prosperous."

"Although Shaonan is a small town, it is adjacent to the Guizi River and is a water transport hub in all directions, so it is naturally bustling and lively." Jiang Yuebai also said softly with a smile on her face.

The two walked on the street full of people, but everywhere they passed was a little quieter. Because people froze every time they saw them.

This brocade-clothed young man had a handsome face and an out-of-the-ordinary temperament, with a refreshing smile on his face, full of affinity.

And this girl is even more beautiful, like a heavenly being.

Jiang Yuebai was wearing a neat brocade and white tufted sleeve dress this time, her tall figure was as if between Chu Liang beside her, and Xia Mingyuying walked on the street full of fireworks, like a fairy coming to the world.

The two walked side by side, like a pair of jade couples, a golden boy and a jade girl, such a combination is not often seen on the street.

"Eh?" Chu Liang looked at the sugar painting booth beside him and asked, "Senior Sister Jiang, do you want to make one...I invite you."

"I'm not a child." Jiang Yuebai looked away, then back again, "But if you want, I'll draw one by the way."

"Okay." Chu Liang smiled and nodded.

I obviously saw her glance over there a few times before asking her if she wanted to play, this girl...

The two of them went to the booth. The sugar painting was done by an elderly man with a little grandson by his side. There were several finished sugar paintings, including dragon, phoenix, unicorn, and fairy grass, which were really lifelike.

As soon as Jiang Yuebai passed by, the little grandson looked at her straight away, a little stunned, thinking that he had never seen such a beautiful sister.

"Old man, here are two sugar paintings."

"Hey, what do you two want to draw?" The old man asked enthusiastically, and he pointed to the drawing list beside him: "Anything on this is fine."

Chu Liang glanced at the drawing list above, and suddenly asked, "Can I draw by myself?"

The old man was stunned, and said with a smile: "Brother, what can you do? We have practiced this craft for many years, and you are doing it yourself. Isn't it a waste of things? The rule passed down from the ancestors is that you can't waste sugar..."

"I'll add money."

Without any hesitation, Chu Liang sold a silver tael, and the wealth and grandeur of the richest man in Shushan was immediately revealed.

Of course, this amount of silver is nothing to any practitioner.

The silver fell on the table, and the spoon was already handed to him.

The old man is also a cheerful person.

Chu Liang took the spoon to fill up the syrup, then lightly shook his wrist to sprinkle the syrup on top evenly, all in one go.

In a blink of an eye, the syrup cooled down, and a lifelike sugar painting was ready.

He lifted up the sugar painting, and saw that it was an image of a beautiful woman with fluttering robes, so vivid that he could tell at a glance that it was Jiang Yuebai in front of him.

"Oh, my master's skill is something that I will never be able to catch up with in my life. It's amazing?" The old man exclaimed.

He's not exaggerating, it's actually the micro-manipulation of the mind and the control of the physical body of a fourth-level cultivator, which is not comparable to ordinary people's hard work. For him, it took many years of practice to become perfect, but for Chu Liang, just a few glances was enough.

"Hehe, not bad." Jiang Yuebai smiled, took Tang Hua over, turned around and walked away.

Chu Liang thanked the old man, and then followed.

Only the little grandson was left standing there in a daze. The old man lowered his head and said, "See? As long as you learn sugar painting hard and practice such a good craft, you will also be able to find such a beautiful wife."

"Ah?" The little grandson opened his mouth wide.

Immediately afterwards, two young men with extraordinary appearance passed by the stall.

A sword-browed and star-eyed man with a straight body and brilliant eyes, dressed in a sword-white robe, is equally handsome.

The other was dressed in black, with deep-set pupils, and looked a little colder. It's just that when I walk, I often fiddle with the air in front of my left eye with my hands, I don't know what I'm doing...

These two were naturally the other two of the top four in Shushan, Xu Ziyang and Ling Ao.

Looking at the backs of the two people in front of him, Xu Ziyang asked in a deep voice, "Why do you always drag me a few steps behind with you?"

"Because if I lag behind alone, I don't seem to fit in with the group." Ling Ao also replied coldly.

Xu Ziyang was puzzled: "Then why do you have to lag behind?"

"Don't you feel it?" Ling Ao looked at Xu Ziyang, "Walking with the two of them, there will always be a strange feeling."

"How does it feel?" Xu Ziyang asked back.

Ling Ao spit out two words coldly: "Excessive."