Perhaps because this scholar in gray clothes was the only clean person in the temple before, the woman in green clothes and carrying a sword did not feel disgusted. Instead, she walked up to him, gave him a gentle salute and said: "Little girl
Wen Yanhan, I have met this young master!"
The scholar in gray didn't seem to expect that she would take the initiative to talk to her. He cupped his hands and said, "Liang Yan, what's the matter with the girl?"
Wen Yanhan looked at Liang Yan and then at the futon under his seat. He seemed a little embarrassed, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said: "My little girl is very clean by nature. Can you please give me this futon?"
As Wen Yanhan spoke, he took out some broken silver from his sleeve and handed it into Liang Yan's hand. Then he chuckled and said, "I'm not taking advantage of you in vain. Can I buy you a futon with this silver?"
Liang Yan felt a little funny in his heart. He didn't expect that this woman's mysophobia had reached such an extent. But now the fish was about to bite the hook, and he would not begrudge a mere futon.
"Not for sale!"
As soon as Liang Yan's words came out, Wen Yanhan's face immediately turned ugly, but the next moment, Liang Yan's voice sounded again: "It's just a futon. If the girl wants it, just take it!"
"Huh?"
Wen Yanhan's face showed joy and she said with a smile: "Young master is indeed a good person, but that little girl is so disrespectful!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly, stood up and moved away from the futon.
In fact, he still had some doubts in his heart. Wen Yanhan and the three young men were already monks at the seventh level of Qi Refining. How come they couldn't even perform a simple dust-purifying spell?
You must know that low-level spells like the "Pure Dust Curse" can be learned in sects such as Yixing Pavilion or Yungang Sect, as long as you have passed the third level of Qi Refining.
However, he naturally did not ask any questions at this moment. He just cleared an open space beside the temple and sat down on the ground.
In the huge temple, it became quiet for a while, except for the quiet conversation of a group of medicine farmers.
Several of the young men winked at each other, glanced at Wen Yanhan from time to time, and occasionally whispered to each other. After a long time, a young man finally got up and walked up to Wen Yanhan.
"Girl, here in the deep mountains and old forests, it's cold and dewy, why don't you come to our fire to get warm." The young man said slowly in what he thought was a gentle voice.
Unexpectedly, before Wen Yanhan could speak, a white shadow flashed beside her, and with a "pop!", the young man who had invited her before was slapped firmly in the face.
This blow made half of his face swollen, tears streaming from his eyes, his whole body spinning, and he fell to the ground before he could take a few steps.
The force of this slap was so strong that the person was almost knocked unconscious!
Everyone was shocked and angry, and turned around to look, only to find that there was another person in the temple!
This man was dressed in white robes and holding a carved folding fan. He looked quite handsome, but there was a coldness in his eyes.
No one noticed that the young man named Li Youcai inadvertently twitched his mouth twice after seeing the man in white.
"Hmph! You are too talkative, even a lazy toad wants to eat swan meat! This slap will make you remember for a long time. If you violate my taboo again, I will kill you!" The man in white said coldly.
Wen Yanhan next to him heard this, with a hint of anger on his face, and shouted: "Li, don't push yourself too far! Who does this girl talk to, and when did it become a taboo for you?"
Her other three fellow seniors also stood up and the leader shouted angrily: "Li Hua, you have been stalking me all the way. Could it be that you don't take our Qingyu Sword Sect seriously?"
"That's not true!" The man in white put on a smile and said calmly: "I just admire Miss Wen's peerless elegance and want to make acquaintance with her!"
"But I'm not interested in you!" Wen Yanhan said directly: "I would like to advise you to retreat quickly before you annoy me, otherwise you will not suffer the consequences!"
"It's spicy enough!" Li Hua shook his head, and then laughed and said: "But I just like the smell of you!"
"Seeking death!" Wen Yanhan shouted angrily, pulled out his sword with his backhand, and stabbed Li Hua with the sword.
Unexpectedly, Li Hua did not dodge and allowed Wen Yanhan to pierce the sword into his chest.
"You! Why didn't you dodge?" Wen Yanhan succeeded with the sword, and she couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She didn't want to kill anyone in the first place, but felt that with Li Hua's skill, she could definitely dodge the sword, so she straightened her sword and stabbed straight.
Unexpectedly, this person didn't move, just letting her sword penetrate her chest!
But the next moment, a look of surprise appeared on Wen Yanhan's face again, because she found that her long sword was stuck in Li Hua's chest, unable to go in or out!
"What's going on?" A trace of doubt flashed through Wen Yanhan's mind, but the next moment, she was horrified to find that the Li Hua in front of her was slowly petrifying, and even his skin was gradually turning gray.
"No, this person is weird! Junior sister, draw your sword quickly! Use the 'shou' tactic!" The male disciple headed by Qingyu Sword Sect suddenly shouted.
After Wen Yanhan heard this, he hurriedly made a secret with one hand and recited a spell in his mouth. A burst of green spiritual power emerged, and the long sword in his hand was instantly wrapped in it.
Immediately afterwards, the woman exerted force in her hand, and she immediately pulled out the long sword.
"Jie Jie, I finally tricked you here. Once you enter this temple, you can't even think about leaving!" At this time, a loud and angry voice came from Li Hua's mouth, which was very different from the gentle and elegant one before.
Li Hua himself was completely petrified at this moment and turned into a stone statue.
The farmers who went up the mountain to collect herbs had never seen such a horrific thing before. They were all cowering in fear at this moment. One of the young men suddenly pointed at the mountain god statue behind the temple and said with a horrified look on his face:
"Look, why do I think the stone statue this man turned into is almost exactly the same as the mountain god statue in the temple!"
After listening to his words, everyone couldn't help but turn around and saw that the mountain god statue in the temple hall was grinning and its eyes were wide open.
A trace of blood!
I don't know who it was that made an exclamation, which caused the four people from the Qingyu Sword Sect to look back.
“It’s really similar!”
The leading disciple of the Qingyu Sword Sect suddenly woke up and shouted to Li Hua, who had turned into a stone man in front of him:
"It seems that those rumors about the barren hills being haunted and the killing of villagers were all deliberately released by you! Just to lure us here!"