Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Shen Wuming subconsciously walked forward along the road under his feet. In front of him was a small arch bridge.

The stream under the arch bridge was vaguely golden in the setting sun.

The arch bridge is not large in scale, but it is exquisitely carved and made entirely of fine marble.

There are also many lion-shaped bridge piers on it, in various shapes, and it seems that they are made by everyone.

"It's probably the work of a master of the Mohist family."

Shen Wuming looked at it carefully and even touched it. The workmanship was indeed very good.

If he observes and studies here for a long time, it will also be of great help to his Mohist cultivation.

"It's not a bad dream."

Shen Wuming was even thinking to himself that it would be good if he could always have such dreams.

At some point, it started to rain.

The drizzle fell like cow hair, and Shen Wuming was ready to find a place to hide from the rain.

At this moment, a figure walked slowly across the bridge, a woman holding an umbrella.

"This is?"

The woman is wearing a long white dress, which is stretched out in an proud curve, but it is not as plump as Cao Yuyu.

It can only be regarded as the best choice.

But the most eye-catching thing was his temperament, which was indescribably noble and even domineering.

His hair is as long as a waterfall, his face is fair, his lips are plump, his nose is high, and he has two strong sword-shaped eyebrows.

It's not a question of whether it's beautiful or not.

Instead, she has a feeling of strong attack power. When she appears, it seems that the whole world is dominated by her.

"How could I dream of such a woman?"

Shen Wuming murmured to himself, which was a little strange. Normally, most of the people in his dreams were acquaintances.

At least I've seen it.

If a stranger appears, he or she may not be able to see his face clearly, and he may not have any impression when he wakes up.

But this woman's face is clear. Have you seen her somewhere? Just don't have an impression?

"What are you looking at!"

The woman suddenly opened her mouth, her voice was cold and domineering, her eyes widened, and she immediately put away the umbrella in her hand.

It stabbed towards him like a long sword, and the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, making Shen Wuming startled.

He quickly took a step back, but then he realized that his whole body seemed to be shackled.

Impossible to move at all.

"Heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are all in knots, and the stars, sun and moon are still in their rotation."

Shen Wuming subconsciously used Confucian magic, recited poems, and the aura of heaven and earth changed.

A surge of righteousness surged out of his body, like a shackle, and he wanted to shackle this woman.

But the moment Haoran's righteousness, which was visible to the naked eye, approached the woman, he was overwhelmed by her aura.

The next moment, Haoran's righteousness collapsed directly, and the closed umbrella was stabbed like a sword.

It instantly stabbed Shen Wuming's shoulder, and a burning pain spread throughout his body, which was extremely real.

"Holy shit!"

Shen Wuming was shocked. What kind of dream was he having? Why was he being tortured?

He quickly closed his eyes and tried to wake up, but to no avail.

"ah."

He twisted his thigh and felt a sharp pain, and his whole body felt like he was about to surface from the bottom of the water.

But the next second, the feeling disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, he was still opposite the woman, and the woman was swinging her umbrella.

When folded, the umbrella was like a stick, swung heavily on his body.

"Crack!"

Severe pain spread, and Shen Wuming felt that his arm was about to break, but he still couldn't wake up.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Shen Wuming wanted to resist, but to no avail.

Confucian Haoran's righteousness can be used, but if it can't stop the woman for one round, she will be blown away.

The Mo family... this is a dream. How can his candle dragon armor be used in reality?

"My day!"

Shen Wuming had never been so speechless before. He couldn't move and could only accept the woman's beating.

"What's going on? A ghost is on the bed? Or is it some kind of nightmare?"

Shen Wuming racked his brains and suddenly thought that this was his dream.

As long as one's own thinking leads to it, then the dream can naturally be disintegrated, and even the dream can be controlled.

Thinking of this, Shen Wuming forced himself to calm down, and the next moment, the environment changed.

A rockery in the distance suddenly flew up and hit the woman like a big seal.

"Die!"

Shen Wuming gritted his teeth, but the woman just grinned and flicked out a stream of light with her fingers.

The stream of light instantly hit the rockery, causing it to break apart and countless gravels flying into the surrounding grass.

"So strong?"

Shen Wuming was startled, but he was still unwilling to admit defeat, and the surrounding streams rolled up.

A huge water ball formed in the air and hit the woman.

But the woman still just flicked her finger, and the water ball suddenly stopped, and then flew towards Shen Wuming.

When it stopped on his head, the stream suddenly exploded, showering him with bloody spray.

"Holy shit!"

Shen Wuming cursed angrily and wanted to say something, but suddenly found that he couldn't open his mouth.

The muscles around his lips were squirming, but he couldn't spit out a single word.

The woman continued to hold the umbrella and hit him like a stick, causing countless severe pains to cover his whole body.

…

Early the next day.

Shen Wuming woke up listlessly and looked at his body. There were no scars and no pain.

He just looked extremely tired and didn't sleep well.

He looked around the room and felt a little scared.

Is there something wrong with the Feng Shui of this place?

It looked weird no matter how he looked at it.

Since he started practicing, he had never had a dream, whether in Zhongshan County or on this road.

He had stayed in all kinds of inns.

Even because of Pei Zian's whim, they even camped in the wilderness.

He had never had a dream.

And it was a nightmare.

It is undeniable that the woman's appearance was indeed extremely beautiful, even better than the lady.

The lady was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in reality, no one else.

This shows how beautiful this woman was.

But even so, Shen Wuming had no illusions about the woman, but was deeply afraid.

He was beaten all night!

"This place is definitely haunted."

Shen Wuming said secretly, and quickly got up, changed his clothes, and walked outside.

He planned to change rooms with Wang Zhiwei.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, a maid came in shaking her butt, saying that someone came to visit.

Shen Wuming was in no mood now, "Let him go, there's no time now."

The maid nodded and was about to go out when a crisp voice rang out.

"Mr. Shen is a noble now. We want to visit him, but he doesn't even give us a chance."

Hearing this familiar voice, Shen Wuming was surprised at first, then overjoyed and rushed out.

"Master Xiao Ye, you're just in time."

Shen Wuming rushed out of the yard and suddenly saw Ye Qingcheng's figure, still wearing a simple Taoist robe.

He didn't have time to say anything more, and hurriedly dragged Ye Qingcheng into the yard.

"Can you help me see if this place is haunted? I had a nightmare last night."