While I was following the Taoist priest, I called him several times in my mind. Bai Jiuyan never spoke to me. Maybe it was because of the clothes or something else.

The Taoist temple is more than an hour away from Hujia Village and is located on the top of a high mountain.

I have never been to this place, at least I didn't see it in the mountains when I came by car.

There is a huge stone archway in the mountains, with three words "Shanbaofang" written on it. Walking up the bluestone slabs along the way, you see a row of older houses, with a huge cobblestone at the door.

Bagua array.

I felt the fox pendant on my chest was warm, and I didn't know how Bai Jiuyan was doing.

"Girl, you don't have to be formal when you come to my place. Based on my seniority in Hujia Village, it's not an exaggeration for you to call me little cousin."

I didn't express my inner thoughts too much, but listened to him quietly. Living in this world and having others know what I'm thinking is actually a very scary thing.

There are only two people living in the Taoist temple. The Taoist priest told me that his name is Xuan Kong, and he is somewhat related to me. The other person is the little master in the Taoist temple, named Wuming.

He came once when I came in, and the Taoist priest asked him to bring a pot of tea to my room. He wore a mask and looked like a monster when he saw me, but soon he lowered his head and became as tall as

I'm about the same height and he looks skinny. I even think he looks like a little girl.

"Girl, you live in that house." The Taoist priest pointed to the house on the far side, and then pointed to the house on the opposite side and said: "The other side is the woodshed, and Wuming lives in it. If anything happens to you,

, you can go find him."

I nodded. I was actually very afraid of troublesome others. If I could handle the matter myself, I would never go to others, even if I had to contribute a little bit.

I came to the clean and tidy house, where a stick of sandalwood was lit. The smell was quiet and coupled with the quiet environment, the mood was somewhat similar to the place where Bai Ke took me.

I have been really exhausted in Hujia Village in the past few days. Bai Jiuyan is not by my side. For a moment, I can't tell whether I feel lucky or uneasy.

Bai Jiuyan said that I am very attractive to demons and monsters, but now that I am in the Taoist temple, ordinary things cannot enter. Even Bai Jiuyan can be controlled, which makes me feel relieved.

As I lay on the bed, my eyelids began to feel heavy, and I quickly fell asleep.

"My wife... are you satisfied with my betrothal gift?"

"Bai Jiuyan, how did you become like this?" I stood in front of Bai Jiuyan, and he returned to the same puddle of flesh and blood.

"My wife, you accepted my betrothal gift, why don't you marry me? How dare you!" Bai Jiuyan suddenly changed from the puddle of flesh and blood to a larger puddle, and he threw himself in my face.

My mouth and nose were covered and it was difficult to breathe, so I had to use both hands to pull it off my face. As a result, my skin also fell off, mixed with handfuls of white hairs.

"Why do I have hair all over my body? Bai Jiuyan, what did you do?"

Bai Jiuyan turned into some sticky stuff that was all over my body. I grabbed it off my body one by one, but I couldn't get it clean.

Instead, they pulled out my hair piece by piece, and I discovered that every inch of skin on my face, hands, and body was covered with white hairs. Every time I picked it, my flesh and blood were like being peeled off.

Along with the severe pain, something terrible in my body seemed to be about to wake up.

I woke up suddenly with fright, clutching the quilt with both hands, and my clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

I gasped for air and slowly comforted myself: this was just a dream.

Suddenly there was a shadow on the window sill, and I quietly sat up vigilantly.

I didn't dare to say anything, so I took out the small comb I used to comb my bangs when I was studying. The design of the comb was very convenient, small and exquisite, half of it was a comb, and the other half had a small mirror attached to it. I took it with me everywhere I went.

I walked over nervously, then punched a hole in the window next to me, and stuffed the mirror into the hole.

The small chain hanging on the mirror rang, and the person standing at the door seemed to notice me.

I quickly kicked the door open, but I only saw a small figure. The light was too dark at night, and I couldn't even see the clothes clearly.

There are only three people in this Taoist temple, me, Wuming, and Xuankong. I am sure that figure is not Xuankong, it can only be Wuming.

I walked towards the woodshed, where there was no light on, but I heard even breathing. The person in the house was sleeping soundly. Is it pretending on purpose, or was it someone else?

Just as I was about to go back to the house, I suddenly saw a faint candlelight shining in Xuankong's house. The light was very dim, even darker than the light of the moon. It was almost invisible, but my eyes that had been transformed by Bai Jiuyan still saw it.

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"Hmm... um..." I heard the vague voice of a woman. The voice was very strange... It seemed that it was pleasurable and painful at the same time. I couldn't tell, it was weird...

Aren't there only three people in this Taoist temple? Why are there women?

I walked over and put my ear against the wall, and the sound became clearer. This time I only heard a painful humming sound, as if I was holding back, as if my mouth was blocked by something.

There is a woman in Xuan Kong's room. This is something I can't understand.

I poked the door with a finger, but it was locked from the inside. I had to go around the back of the house, where there was a window, and I could see into the house by poking a hole.

To be honest, if I wasn't such a melon-eating person, my life would be much smoother, but I might have been a turtle in my previous life.

I walked around to the back of the house, skillfully dipped my saliva into it and poked a hole, then I stood on tiptoes and looked inside.

I saw two people overlapping each other as if they were practicing some kind of martial arts. Xuankong was sweating profusely, and the person under him had his facial features twisted together and a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth.

There really was a woman, she was coquettish and beautiful, like a big red peony, and she did have a blood-red Manzhushahua on her head.

Xuankong worked for a while before getting up from the bed, and the woman seemed to be in more pain than before. The skin on her face wrinkled, and the wrinkles were clearly visible. Then the wrinkles burst open, and the skin rolled up as if it had been dried. The woman suddenly turned around

Looking over his head, the white pupils are only black eyes as big as sesame seeds.

I almost vomited, but I didn't dare to make a sound and covered my mouth tightly with both hands.

The woman was speechless and tears fell one after another in her eyes. She seemed to be begging me to save her, but how dare I.

Xuankong put on his clothes and didn't care how scary the woman's face was. He pinched her chin and turned her face to her, then used a small bamboo tube to catch her tears.

"The Manzhushahua banshee by the Forgotten River sheds tears to the gloom."


Chapter completed!