Thunder roared and lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the night outside the window. In the empty mountains and valleys, the dark and silent mountain forests were howling and swaying in the strong wind, making people feel even more desolate and worried.

There are several elegant monasteries on the mountainside, hidden in a sea of ​​green pines and bamboos. It is already dark, and the book boy Wen'er has fallen asleep at the table. He giggles from time to time as if he has a good dream.

Under the lamp, a handsome and elegant young man was immersed in reading. When he heard the thunder outside the window, he stood up, stretched his body, opened the window and looked outside.

The dark night was like ink staining, and the whining and wailing sounds in the mountains and forests became increasingly clear, which were signs that the mountain rain was about to come.

After the lightning flashed, the thunder became louder and louder. It seemed to explode outside the window, shaking the whole study.

"Sir!" The book boy was awakened by the thunder. He was so frightened that he hid behind the boy and asked in a trembling voice, "It's such a loud thunder! Why is there such a big thunderstorm in this season? Could it be... it's really

Did the old Taoist priest tell you right?"

"Taoist Master Lin?" The young master frowned, "What did he say?".

"He said there are monsters in this mountain! He also said that the bamboo forest is very strange..." The book boy hid behind the young master and guessed, "The thunder is so loud, could it be Thunder God killing monsters?".

"What kind of monster are you?" the young master reprimanded, and then explained, "Wind, frost, snow and rain are all the laws of nature. It's just that special situations sometimes occur for some reasons, but the ever-changing changes are all within reason. It's nothing.

Don’t be afraid if it’s strange!”.

"Ah? But... but this thunder..." Wen'er was still very scared and hid behind the young master and did not dare to come out. He was afraid that those thunders would accidentally fall on him.

The young master had no choice but to explain to him, "It's normal that you don't like to read and don't understand. As the saying goes: Taoism is natural, don't scare yourself by making random guesses. In the future, you will understand if you read more books...".

"But... But Young Master..." The book boy pointed to the window in fear and asked in a trembling voice, "It seems like someone is crying outside... Someone is really crying. Is there any pattern?".

"Huh? Is it...crying?" The young master was stunned for a moment, then leaned out and looked out the window. He seemed to have heard the strange sound that the boy said, which sounded like a cry.

The voice was very weak and insubstantial, as if it was calling for help. It was faint and came and went. I couldn't hear it very clearly, so I couldn't be sure what it was.

In such an empty mountain and deep valley, in such a stormy night, how could anyone call for help?

Perhaps it was the roar of the wind in the mountains and forests that gave people a sensory illusion. He tried to listen carefully again, but the crying sound suddenly disappeared.

The young master looked up at the sky. Overcast clouds were gathering in the night sky, and long flashes of lightning tore through the dark sky, chopping down like a long snake that covered the sky.

Such a crazy and weird celestial phenomenon seems destined to be an extraordinary night?

"Help...Brother Zichen, help...help us..." The cry for help came again, much clearer than before. Moreover, the cry for help was very familiar. The young master opened the door and wanted to go out to save people.

The book boy followed and grabbed the young master's lapel, "You can't go out! Taoist priest Lin said there is a monster, it must be a monster causing trouble. The master has warned him again and again, he said...".

"Don't listen to that Taoist priest's nonsense. Are you going to die without saving me?" The young master pushed away the boy's pull and looked for him. Even if he was just an unrelated passerby, he couldn't stand idly by if he asked for help at such a critical moment.

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The thunder that struck in the sky became lower and louder. In the light of lightning, one could see a man lying on the bamboo bushes on the edge of the cliff. His whole body was thrown on the bamboo bushes and luxurious silk clothes.

Already stained with blood, it was his classmate and friend Su Wen.

"Brother Wen... are you... okay?" The young master tried to push him gently, but he didn't know whether his seriously injured friend was dead or alive.

"Zi Chen..." Su Wen, who was dying, grabbed the young master's lapel and begged in surprise, "Are you really willing to... take the risk to help me?".

It's his true intention to save people, but he hasn't thought about whether he should take risks or not.

"I'll help you get up and go back to the study first. After daybreak, I'll ask Wen'er to go down the mountain and hire a doctor for you..." The young master wanted to rescue Su Wen first. No matter what the strange reasons were, such a heavy rain would definitely aggravate the injury.

Adding someone with a cold and fever becomes even more troublesome.

"I'm going to die, leave me alone! Save her...save...the child!" Su Wen staggered and pushed the young master away and begged, "I don't want to regret my death, please save...our...child...".

child?

The young master hurriedly looked around. Apart from the clump of green bamboos on the cliff, there were only two of them. Where did the children come from in this barren mountain?

Most likely, Su Wen encountered an accident and was seriously injured. Maybe it was a hallucination he saw while in a coma?

"Save her! Zichen, you are a noble person. As long as you... are willing to save her, she... can live..." Su Wen grabbed the young master's collar and knelt in front of him, "God... has the virtue of a good life, and the child... is innocent

…of!".

He could save people, but as long as it was within his power and the person needed his help, he would never refuse to save him. But where was the 'child' that Su Wen had been talking about who needed saving?

See?

If it wasn't Su Wen's hallucination, he was joking, but at this time, by creating such a terrifying and weird plot just for a joke, he was really looking for death.

A sharp lightning flashed across the sky in the valley, and there was a miserable scene of broken branches and fallen leaves and broken bamboos flying across the cliff. The young master shook out his sleeves to block the bright light and just wanted to find a place to hide for a while.

A layer of cold green light suddenly appeared behind him, and the light shrouded directly around him, reflecting the magnificent color on the cliff edge, and seemed to push back the lightning and thunder.

The lightning flashed a few times in the valley, and the thunder only roared dully in the clouds. The violent storm suddenly stopped, and the whine in the wind gradually stopped.

Not long after, the heavy clouds accumulated in the sky quickly dispersed, and silence returned to the valley. The clouds opened and the moon rose, as bright as before, without any sign that it had just been hit by the storm.

What a weird weather, it seems like it’s really a joke!

The young master shook his head in disbelief, and then remembered that there was another seriously injured person who needed treatment. Just as he turned around to help Su Wen back to the study, Su Wen had already fallen to the ground, and the bamboo branches he had been covering with his body suddenly

There was a violent shaking.

"Ah? What...is this going on?" The young master quickly wanted to step back. If he was accidentally injured by a bursting bamboo branch, a useless and weak scholar like him might lose his life, so how could he save others?

The green bamboo clump made a few crackling sounds, then all the bamboo branches burst open, and something seemed to roll out in the darkness.

"Give birth! Finally...given birth..." Su Wen tore open his robe, wrapped the 'thing' in his arms, breathed a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

"What is it?" Seeing his expression, the young master also leaned over and took a look curiously.

Under the hazy moonlight, it seemed like a small baby was moving, but it had no breath and didn't cry like a normal newborn baby. It was such a strange little thing.

"Zi Chen, I know that I will die soon, and I also know that I have brought it upon myself, but... the child is innocent, please save her!" Su Wen handed over the baby in his arms, knelt in front of the young master and prayed, "Please give me the child.

Brother Zichen, I can be a slave or a maid, as long as I protect her life from being bullied...".

The young master was a little confused when he heard this, "But...whose child is this? I have to know who the child's parents are, right?".

"Alas!" Su Wen lamented, "We have been close friends since we were classmates for two years, but I have no intention of studying to get a reputation. And... and I have always been in love with this bamboo spirit, so... I gave birth to this child. But

Humans and demons have different paths, and they have also been punished by God today...".

"You mean... your child? The child of you and... and this bamboo spirit?" The young master just understood, but in the blink of an eye he almost threw the little baby he was holding out, "You mean... really
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