It was midnight, and a bright moon shone in the sky, making the top of the mountain look like day. Through the sparse bamboo forest, the windows of a house could be seen faintly with bright lights. In the lights, a young scholar was sitting in front of the desk, reviewing and flipping books. The lights reflected his beautiful and handsome face. His slender and clean hands further highlighted a sense of elegance. This person was the scholar who helped the girl in the daytime.

It seems that this is a study room. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk beside the window. An oil lamp is half bright and unobstructed. The bookshelf against the wall is filled with various ancient books and volumes, and an ink bamboo picture is hung on the wall next to it.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and a "rustling" sound came from the originally quiet bamboo forest. After a while, a faint cloud of mist seemed to float above the house. The lights on the desk jumped for several times, and the flames turned from yellow to blue, becoming weaker.

The scholar seemed to feel something. He looked up slightly and looked at the oil lamp. Seeing that the lights stabilized, he continued to lower his head and read the book without hesitation.

Later, with a slight "creaking" sound, the door was gently pushed open from outside, and a girl about twelve or twelve years old walked in in an ice-blue silk skirt. She glanced at the study room curiously, then cast a pair of watery eyes on the scholar, with a faint anger on her face.

When the scholar heard the sound, he looked up and immediately recognized the girl he met in the town in Rili. Then he slowly put down the scroll in his hand, and looked up at the girl quietly, but he didn't say anything.

After a moment, the girl sternly said, "Why do you care about my other people's business?"

The scholar looked stunned, as if he was a little surprised, then smiled slightly and said lightly: "It seems that Feng has done something bad."

The girl looked very angry, her body trembled slightly, her chest was slightly ups and downs, and she said sternly: "Those evil people have been doing evil for many years and deserve punishment!"

The scholar frowned and said lightly: "I don't know, how do you punish them?"

Hearing this, the girl raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "That's my fairy's business, you don't need to ask more!"

When the scholar heard this, he was a little surprised and said, "Are you a fairy? But I don't know the fairy's magic name, what should Feng call him?"

The girl saw that the scholar called her fairy and looked quite arrogant, and said loudly: "My surname is Chu Dan and the name is Qing, so you can call me Fairy Chu." As she said that, her face seemed to improve a little, and she said curiously: "Hey, what are your name?"

Seeing his childish temperament, the scholar moved his mouth and couldn't help but smile and said softly, "It's under the wind." After saying that, he stared at the other party with his eyes as bright as stars.

"Feng..., Shuzhu, why did you seem to have heard it somewhere..." Chu Qing repeated the scholar's name, and gently tapped her forehead with her slender and slender fingers. The waves in her eyes were circling, as if she was thinking, but after a moment, she raised her head and said sternly: "Because you let the evil man go for no reason during the day, I will punish you."

Feng Shuzhu smiled and said with a solemn expression: "But I don't know how Fairy Chu wants to punish me?"

Chu Qing raised her eyes and nodded slightly, saying, "This place is quite spiritual, I will punish you... I will give up this place for this fairy to practice!"

Feng Shuzhu pretended to be frightened and stood up and bowed, "The fairy can practice with her devotion. She is honored to be here, but this place is my place for many years. If the fairy does not abandon her, there are two guest rooms on the right side of this study, which can be temporarily lived in by the fairy."

The girl named Chu Qing raised her eyebrows and looked displeased, and said angrily: "When I was practicing, it was not convenient for outsiders to be by my side. You might as well find another place!"

Feng Shuzhu's expression was slightly dark when she heard this, and she thought for a moment: "I'm sorry, I dare to ask the fairy, where is the fairyland?"

When Chu Qing heard this, her eyebrows twisted into a ball, as if she was quite impatient, and said anxiously: "I say, you scholar, I am interested in your house. How many lifetimes have you cultivated? What are you doing so much?"

Feng Shuzhu's eyebrows were solemn, and his tone was slightly majestic, "I have known a fellow Taoist below, who is the remains of Tushan clan. He should be about two hundred years old and has just turned into a human form. I wonder if the fairy can recognize it?" After speaking, he glanced at Chu Qing with a slanted look.

Upon hearing this, Chu Qing opened her eyes wide, looked at Feng Shuzhu in surprise, and said in a slight tone: "You..., who are you?"

Feng Shuzhu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, picked up the brush on the desk, and smiled and said, "I am just a scholar. He recites poems and paintings on weekdays, and may defeat demons and eliminate demons." When he talked about the four words "subduing demons and eliminating demons", his tone slightly aggravated.

When Chu Qing heard this, her face changed drastically, and she looked angry. She snorted coldly, opened her arms and looked forward. The originally white and jade-like hands instantly turned into furry beast claws, but she saw the hook armor exposed, shining with a cold light, and she wanted to pounce.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu grew taller and flew out of the house from the window. As soon as his feet fell to the ground, he saw Chu Qing pounce on him. The other party did not give him any chance to breathe, and he rushed to attack seven or eight claws in one breath. The beast claws were wearing strong wind and drew a cold light, but he heard a few muffled sounds, and they were all blocked by Feng Shuzhu's hand holding a brush.

After a round of battle, the two of them were in a wrong shape and stood apart several feet apart. Feng Shuzhu held his left hand behind and held a brush in his right hand. The mountain wind blew his clothes.

At this time, with the watery moonlight, the faint hatred between Chu Qing's eyebrows and eyes could be clearly seen. Her body suddenly rotated quickly, turning into a whirlwind and rising into the air.

With a huge roar, the whirlwind disappeared, and a huge beast head appeared out of thin air, as if it was fake, as if it was real, as if it was dreamy, as if it was fantastic, with huge fangs and mouths flashing with a cold light, biting towards Fengshuzhu.

Feng Shuzhu saw the momentum, took a step back, picked up the brush in his hand and drew it on the beast's head. A clear light passed by, and the beast's head disappeared.

Only a faint moonlight was left, the gentle mountain breeze and the rustling bamboo forest, and the bright lights coming out of the window, everything returned to peace, as if nothing had happened just now.

Suddenly, the square air around Fengshuzhu's body formed a cloud of air and quickly rotated. The clouds turned faster and faster, stirring the surrounding flowers and grass torn, and the leaves fell for a while.

Fengshuzhu stood in the clouds, his face as flat as water, and he did not move at all, so he watched it change quietly.

Suddenly, three huge beast heads transformed into the clouds, and rushed towards Feng Shuzhu from three directions. Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly, and his body turned into three people, all holding his pen toward the beast head.

After three clear lights, the beast's head and clouds dissipated, and Feng Shuzhu was still standing quietly in place. Then he heard a "ah" scream, and Chu Qing fell to the ground with weak body. What makes people laugh was that four beards were painted on her originally fair and tender face, two on both sides, just like a cat beard drawn by a child when she was playing.

Chu Qing felt something strange on her face, so she raised her hand to wipe it, but she didn't expect that the ink trace would penetrate into her skin and could not be wiped off.

Feng Shuzhu raised his hand and threw the brush in his hand along the window back into the pen holder on the desk. He thought that the matter had ended here and looked at Chu Qing with a smile.

After several wiping, Chu Qing saw that the ink trace was not falling off, so she thought her appearance had been destroyed, which forced her to get really angry. A sensation in her body rose and quickly wandered and expanded.

Feng Shuzhu looked at Chu Qing in a little surprised, but saw several bloodshots appearing in her eyes, and the bloodshots slowly wandered and changed, eventually covering her eyes.

"Roar",

After a loud roar, a fox, the size of a lion, appeared in the moonlight. The ice-blue ears stood pointedly, and the whole body was white. The hook armor exposed on the front paws shone with a cold light, shaking three huge tails, and the blood-red eyes reflected Feng Shuzhu's figure.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu looked solemn and took out a green flute of more than an inch long from her cuff. The flute grew in the palm of her hand, and it grew to about three feet. She saw that her whole body was extremely green, and there seemed to be fluorescent light flowing inside. At a glance, she knew it was a treasure of the immortal family.

Feng Shuzhu put the flute to his lips, staring at the white fox, and as his knuckles slowly moved, the soothing and elegant flute sound came, like a fishing boat mooring on the shore, and like a spring blossoming. Every beating note was like a spring dripping from a cave.

"Dingdong", "Dingdong", "Dingdong"..., every drop falls just right on the anxious heart.

Under the soothing sound of the flute, the blood color of the three-tailed white fox gradually faded away, and finally disappeared. The white fox turned back to the girl Chu Qing, lost consciousness and fell to the ground...

The next day, the warm sunshine shone into the house. On the clean and tidy bed, there was a girl sleeping in an ice-blue silk skirt and dressed in a garment. It was Chu Qing who fought with Feng Shuzhu last night. She saw a smile sometimes appearing on her face, and sometimes her brows slightly frowning, as if she was dreaming.

Maybe it was because of the sound of birds outside the window, or maybe it was because of habit, Chu Qing opened her eyes slightly and saw a young man sitting in front of her, looking at her with a smile on her face.

Chu Qing's memory flipped slightly, and her body was as if she was shocked. She sat up immediately, then retreated inside, leaning against the wall with her eyes wide open in horror, and looking at Feng Shuzhu vigilantly. Later, as if she had some memories, she quickly raised her hands and touched her cheeks, vaguely with horror, and said incoherently: "You..., I..., my face..."

Feng Shuzhu's face had a clear smile. Seeing this, he stood up, walked slowly towards the window, turned his back to Chu Qing, and said lightly: "Your face is fine. Last night, I was just a joke with you."

Feng Shuzhu walked away together and widened the distance between the two, making Chu Qing feel safe for a moment, and then she relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

But Chu Qing seemed to have not sorted out her memory. She thought for a while and said a little tiredly: "Here...?"

Feng Shuzhu slowly turned around, looked at Chu Qing on the bed with an unstable expression, and said calmly: "This mountain is called Cangqing, this peak is called Yusun, and this house is called Jinsi Xiaozhu, and you are in a guest room, which is used for guests."

While listening, Chu Qing recalled, suddenly a flash of inspiration in her bright eyes. She stretched out her legs and jumped out of bed without saying a word. She walked out without saying a word. As soon as one foot was taken out, the other foot had not yet raised, she heard Feng Shuzhu's voice gently saying: "Where are you going? Last night you were backfired by your own demonic power and had not yet determined your mind. If you leave at this time, you will definitely be tempted by evil demons and heresy and go astray. At that time, you will be doomed, so why not stay here for a few days."

Maybe it was because he was afraid of being tempted by evil demons and heretics, or maybe he was afraid of going astray. After hearing this, Chu Qing hesitated for a moment, slowly lowered her raised foot, lowered her head and pondered for a moment, lowered her eyebrows slightly, and finally pushed the door and walked out.

Behind him was Feng Shuzhu, who was standing by the window, looked at her leaving behind, showing a confident smile on her chest, and nodded gently.

Chu Qing left Yusun Peak, followed the path in Cangqing Mountains, pouted and blocked her breath, holding a bamboo branch in her hand, whipping and venting anger as she walked, and before she knew it, the night was deep.

Looking up at the sky, the sky was filled with stars, and a crescent moon hung in the distant horizon, looking a little cold and lonely. Chu Qing suddenly felt confused, as if she didn't know where she was going.

The night breeze blows on my face, bringing a hint of coolness. On such a quiet night, a girl walks alone in the deep valley.

"Ouch" screamed, Chu Qing suddenly felt something hard under her feet, and the soles of her feet felt a pain. She looked down in the moonlight and saw a dead branch with sharp thorns. The green mountains were lush and grass was lush. It was normal to see a dead branch. But at this time, Chu Qing was already unhappy, so she raised her legs and kicked the dead branch. She saw that the dead branch rolled far along the hillside and was buried in the grass.

Chu Qing was curious and forgot all the previous unhappiness in a moment, and chased after him. She looked down along the hillside, looking left and right, unable to see the dead branches. She was surprised and looked down accidentally, and she was so scared that she fell to the ground. Under the cold moonlight, there were dozens of huge skeletons piled up at the bottom of the valley, with pale light, and some parts of the blood were not dry, as if they had just been gnawed off. The closest place to her was a huge skull, with a big mouth that seemed to be screaming. A green snake as thick as a wrist was slowly drilling into it.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qing's hair immediately stood upside down, and a chill rose from her back. She stood up in a hurry, trying to escape and hide.

Suddenly, my ankle hurt and felt entangled by something hard. I looked down in panic and saw that it was a tentacle with a thickness of a bowl with a scale covered with scales. I didn't have time to think and make any more thoughts and judgments, and I was dragged to the bottom of the valley by a huge force, and my body fell to the ground and was quickly dragged down along the hillside.

Chu Qing looked up in horror and saw a monster wearing a wide black cloak, a golden crown, and a height of 100 feet tall, standing in the air, holding two long and sharp claws in front of her chest, several tentacles stretched out from under the cloak, dancing, like a demon in the Nine Nethers, and exclaimed in shock.

Seeing that he was about to be pulled into the bottom of the valley, Chu Qing waved her hand and showed off her beast's claws, using all her life to grab the tentacles wrapped around her ankles.

The tentacle was hit by this blow and seemed to sense the pain. It shook violently and immediately let go of its ankle and retreated.

Chu Qing breathed a little relieved, looked up again, and saw several tentacles attacking her, like poisonous snakes catching prey, flexible and swift.

Chu Qing hurriedly stood up and waved the beast claws to resist. Unexpectedly, the tentacles were extremely cunning, virtual and real, and they attacked one after another, which made her feel overwhelmed.

After dozens of attacks, Chu Qing felt a little weak, and crystal beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead. She said intimately: "If this continues, even if I don't get hit, I will be exhausted to death. It's better to escape as soon as possible while I still have the energy."

After a lifetime of thought, Chu Qing quickly attacked a few claws, forced the tentacles back, twisted his body, quickly rotated it on the spot, turned into a small whirlwind, soared into the air, and was about to escape.

Seeing this, how could the monster let go? His eyes flashed red, and he flew up like a kite, covering his huge body above the small whirlwind, and a tentacle attacked quickly.

With a crisp "bang", the tentacles hit the small whirlwind in the waist. Feng Xuan was dispersed and Chu Qing's figure appeared. She fell to the ground, covered her chest with pain, and a stream of red blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth, but she still seemed unwilling to accept it. She struggled stubbornly several times, trying to stand up, but she could no longer move.

In the blink of an eye, several tentacles attacked again, wrapping Chu Qing's limbs, and lifting them up.

The monster was like a huge kite, hanging in the air, standing opposite Chu Qing for a moment, and then stretched out a thicker tentacle from his chest. The scales on it flashed with red lights of dazzling eyes, like worms crawling, reaching over.

A breath of death enveloped Chu Qing's heart. At this time, she could no longer move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and could only look up at the sky empty.

Tears slid down the corners of her eyes, not because of fear or regret, but then she closed her eyes gently and accepts her fate.

Her eyelashes were covered with crystal tears, pure and clear, but the inside was filled with terrifying red light.

She noticed the approaching of the tentacle, and felt an inexplicable penetration in her lungs, as if it had penetrated into her chest.

Did you die like this? This monster should not eat all its flesh and blood, and like those animals, there is only a bare skeleton left, abandoned in this wilderness.

Suddenly, a sound of flute came from afar. At first, Chu Qing thought it was an illusion before a person died, but then it became clear. The sound of flutes came to his ears and kept rising and rising, and the tone also changed from low and gentle to exciting and clear.

Under the sound of this flute, Chu Qing felt the true energy in her body running around, her whole body was churning with blood, her body almost bursting, and she was in unbearable pain, which was far more uncomfortable than the feeling of waiting for death just now.

Suddenly, I felt the tentacles that were entangled with me relaxed at the same time, and my body immediately lost balance and fell downwards involuntarily, falling heavily onto the grass.

At this time, the sound of the flute seemed to be a little closer to me, as if it was playing in my ear drum, breaking and rising, but every time it sounded again, it was more sharp and sharp than the previous part, like a crane's cry, plucking the heartstrings again and again, and finally rushing straight to the sky, breaking the metal and stone.

Chu Qing lay motionless on the grass and saw a shocking scene. The terrifying monster standing in the night sky shook for several times, and the tentacles beside her turned into blood mist, constantly bursting.

At the same time, the sound of the flute came to an abrupt end.

"Jiugao Demon Subduing Song!"

When the monster said such a sentence, the sound was like the cold wind passing by, gloomy and terrifying.

After a long battle, Chu Qing heard the monster speak for the first time. The monster seemed to be seriously injured, her tone seemed very difficult, and her body was trembling in the air.

"Feng Shuzhu..., I have no grudges with you in the past and no grudges recently, why is this happening today?"

The three words "Feng Shuzhu" came to your ears. For some reason, Chu Qing's eyes heated up and tears filled her eyes. A feeling of survival arises naturally. At the same time, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind, which was made when stepping on the grass, with a very leisurely rhythm.

"This little girl has a lot of relationship with Feng. Old Monster, if you are not in your own temple, why did you run to my Cangqing Mountain to cause trouble?" The voice was a little familiar, but very calm.

"Since Young Master Feng said that, I will leave here... and I will be lucky enough to meet again in the future." After the old demon Zhulong said with difficulty, he flew to the side like a kite with broken strings, shaking and flying to the side, and in a blink of an eye it merged into the night.

Chu Qing was lying there, her watery eyes filled with tears, reflecting a clear and handsome face, reflecting the watery moonlight, approaching her.

"wind……",

Before he finished speaking, a severe pain came from his chest, and Chu Qing's eyes turned dark and she fainted.
Chapter completed!