Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Xiaobaiwan caught sight of the boy walking towards him. He stood up and suddenly raised his voice, "Meow!"

Bai Yao was frightened. She moved randomly and bumped into the wooden box placed next to her. The box fell to the ground and all the contents fell out.

They were several books, and the words written on the covers were very eye-catching.

"The Overbearing Immortal Lord insists on me taking off my clothes", "Master Qing Leng is always dissatisfied with my desires", "Two or Three Things Between the Enchanting Demon Lord and Widow Li"...

Wen Xing's gaze changed several times on the books on the ground.

Bai Yao quickly picked up the books on the ground and put them into the box and closed it. She squatted on the ground and hugged the box, staring at the tall and tall boy in white in front of her.

Xiao Baiwan didn't know what the awkward atmosphere meant, so he slowly walked up to Wen Xing and rubbed his feet.

Wen Xing smiled, "Xiaobaiwan."

Xiaobaimaru tilted his head and responded to the boy.

Then, Wen Xing's eyes fell on Bai Yao, "Junior sister Bai."

Bai Yao also smiled as if nothing was wrong, "Senior Brother Wen, I'm so happy to see you!"

They all had a tacit understanding not to mention the box she was holding, but after all, the box was still there, and so were the books inside, and the titles of those books that aroused people's imagination were somewhat deviant.

Bai Yao touched her little box, she blinked her innocent eyes, her expression was simple and ignorant, "Senior Brother Wen, meeting is fate, let me treat you to something."

This is trying to bribe him with food.

Wen Xing's eyes slightly curved, he nodded and said, "Thank you very much, Junior Sister Bai."

After he accepted her bribe, he naturally wouldn't go out and talk nonsense. Bai Yao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Entertainment life in ancient times was scarce, and there were no mobile phones to play with. She didn't like to read those books. These colorful novels were her only spiritual food, but cultivating immortals was not good. All the books she had hidden before were discovered by her parents, and then was destroyed.

Bai Yao finally collected these books while her parents were away. She had to hide them in a good place to avoid being noticed by them.

Suddenly a cold wind swept out of the forest, and Bai Yao was so cold that she sneezed.

A figure vaguely appeared in the woods.

Wen Xing stood in front of Bai Yao and asked, "Who is it?"

The figure slowly came closer. It was a stooped old man with white hair. He was not in good health. He coughed a few times while leaning on a cane. When he saw the two children, he was overjoyed and said, "Great, I finally We have met someone, two little friends, I lost my way in the forest, could you please take me out?"

Bai Yao stood up holding the box. Wen Xing was taller than her. She took a step outside and saw clearly that it was an old man with a gray beard. She asked, "Why are you lost here?"

The old man sighed, "I heard that the Yuheng Sect is a great sect of cultivating immortals. I have been famous for a long time, so I wanted to worship at the mountain gate. However, I have no foundation in cultivation. The Yuheng Sect will not accept me, but I am not willing to accept it. As long as I can enter the mountain gate. , just let me cook and cook for the rest of my life."

The old man smiled bitterly, "But I'm really not a cultivator. I finally got a job as a cook and entered the Yuheng Sect, but it was just a waste of time. Over the years, I haven't even laid down the slightest foundation. Now, I’m getting older, and it’s time for me to go back to my roots.”

For those who cultivate immortality, the higher their cultivation level, the longer their life span, but for mortals, their life span is only a few hundred years.

According to the old man, he had wasted decades before he understood the truth of giving up. Now he was going down the mountain, but he got lost in the forest because he rarely came out.

The old man looked at Bai Yao and said kindly, "You must be the eldest lady. On weekdays, the kitchen will send the freshest lotus seed soup to Miaoyue Peak because the sect leader's daughter loves to drink it."

Bai Yao rolled her eyes and said, "You are lost, then I will take you out."

The old man was flattered and said, "As long as the eldest lady shows me the way, I don't dare bother the eldest lady to lead the way herself."

"It's okay, I have time now."

Wen Xing said: "I will accompany you."

The old man quickly thanked him and followed the two children.

But after a while, Bai Yao said: "It's strange, I clearly remember that the way out is this way, why is there no way?"

There are green trees on all sides, and the path has long since disappeared, making it impossible to distinguish between east, west, and north.

The old man said: "The eldest lady may have remembered it wrong. Otherwise, if the eldest lady thinks about it carefully, she can just point out the way for me. Then I won't bother the eldest lady."

"But..." Bai Yao looked around in distress, "I don't even remember the way out."

The old man was anxious and panicked, "What should we do?"

Bai Yao frowned.

Wen Xing said softly: "Don't be in a hurry, Junior Sister Bai, think about it slowly."

Bai Yao nodded. The next moment, her eyebrows relaxed, she changed the direction and stepped out, "Maybe go that way."

The old man asked: "Miss, are you sure that is where it is?"

Bai Yao was very confident, "It's over there. You'll know just by following us."

The old man smiled and said, "Yes."

Wen Xing withdrew his gaze to observe the old man. He followed Bai Yao unhurriedly and remained silent.

But after walking a certain distance, the look on the old man's face was obviously more impatient. He wanted to get out quickly, but he couldn't find the right way.

It's getting dark.

The wind started to blow, and the night fog quickly spread into the forest. The fog was so thick that the bright moonlight could not easily shine through.

In the mist, a man and a woman ran out holding hands. They didn't know what happened to them, and they looked a little embarrassed.

Qin Yan was breathing rapidly, and Ming Nuannuan coughed. When they saw someone else in front of them, Qin Yan quickly let go of Ming Nuannuan's hand. He said hello to Wen Xing, and his curious eyes fell on the stranger. On Bai Yao's body.

Bai Yao frowned, "Why are you here?"

Ming Nuannuan felt guilty at first, but then she saw Bai Yao and Wen Xing walking together, and she felt emboldened again, "What's wrong with us here? Aren't you here too?"

The old man quickly stood up and said, "We are lost."

Ming Nuannuan found it ridiculous, "Bai Yao, you grew up in Yuhengzong, how can you still get lost?"

The old man's expression changed, "Second Miss, do you know which way to go out?"

Bai Yao hurriedly wanted to stop her, but Ming Nuannuan had already raised her hand and answered quickly, "Just go in that direction."

Suddenly, the night wind swept violently.

Wen Xing formed a long sword in his hand, flew up, and the sword light swept across, forcing the old man who had condensed into a ball of black mist to take a few steps back.

Immediately afterwards, a fiery snake rose into the sky and entangled the black mist. The mist dissipated, and the true appearance of the person inside emerged.