My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

The wind is calm, and when the night is full of bright moonlight, the night market in Yong'an has just kicked off.

Because the Camellia Festival was just held yesterday, the lanterns of the shops on the street have not been completely removed. At night, a long street is red to the end of the street, and the atmosphere of the party has not dissipated.

Xue Huan came out of the inn and stood alone on the bridge.The view on the bridge is wide and the scenery is unique. This location is in the middle of the busy city, and you can notice everything that happens before and after.

He is full of curiosity about Yong'an, and he said that it is not uncommon for monsters to make trouble in certain places, but he always feels that the monsters appearing in Yong'an are unusual, and the residents here feel very contradictory to him, and they will be afraid when facing danger. But after the danger was over, he was too calm, as if nothing had happened.

Could it be said that the protection of one person and the belief of a group of people can really reach such a state?

Xue Huan looked up at the moon in the sky, and then turned his gaze to the passers-by on the street. In the sky and on earth, everything is just a mayfly.

Some people like to eat, so they spend money to buy some delicious food; some people like to play, so they come to a few rounds in the casino; some people like gold and silver jewelry;Some people like to invite a few friends to find a small place to drink tea and enjoy the moon when it is busy; some people like to be alone, away from the noisy crowd, sit by the river and listen to the quiet sound of the water.

People are ordinary people, they all have seven emotions and six desires...

Wait, why did that woman jump into the river?

As soon as Xue Huan changed his composure, he opened his eyes wide and carefully looked at the place where the woman jumped into the river. There were circles and ripples left on the water surface after heavy objects fell into the water. Because he was far away, he didn't hear the sound of falling into the water.

No one went to the river at night, so no one noticed after the woman jumped into the river. Xue Huan moved his feet, and just thought of saving someone, but found that a person had also jumped down the steps diagonally opposite. The moment a person jumped, someone shouted that someone had fallen into the water.

Immediately afterwards, there were two consecutive splashes at the foot of the bridge, one left and one right, and two people fell into the river.

In a short period of time, four people jumped into the river.

Someone went to rescue them, but the strange thing is that they searched in the water where the women jumped into the river, but they didn't find any corpses.

"Strange, why can't I find it? Have you found it?" A boatman asked the man on the other side in a loud voice.

"No." He took a deep breath, took a deep breath just now and went into the water, searched carefully and found nothing.

There was no light under the water, and the boatman fumbled only by feeling, but found nothing.

More and more people gathered on the bank of the river, and Xue Huan squeezed in with difficulty. The river surface was as calm as ever at a glance, and now there was no wind, and the waves were reluctant to roll.

However, at this moment, a vortex stirred up in the center of the river, scaring away the people who were close to watching.

There was a splashing sound from the whirlpool, like boiling water. After a while, the water that rolled up from the whirlpool turned red and spewed out.

People around shouted that it was blood, and there was another scream of panic.

While these people were afraid, they also asked: "Will the second son of Chu come to rescue us today?"

Someone next to him scolded him for being worthless, "It's just a whirlpool, what are you afraid of!"

"But four people died just now..."

"Fart, did you see that?"

"I……"

The murmuring voice behind him disappeared, and after a moment of silence, a louder shout was replaced: "Ah! Ah! Look, look, there is a ghost!"

Looking in the direction the man pointed, a female ghost dressed in white appeared out of nowhere in the spring of the vortex in the middle of the river. The female ghost closed her eyes, her lips were pale, and her hair was fluffy and loose. She was a terrifying female ghost.

"Isn't that Yang Jingmei, the lady of the Yang family?"

"She, she really became a water ghost?!"

"Hurry, run, she opened her eyes—"

"Yang Jingmei" opened her eyes, and black and red water seeped from the end of her eyes and slipped into her cracked lips.Her eyes rolled quickly, she scanned the crowd of people on the shore, and immediately fell in love with one person, she smiled even bigger, the person on the shore whom she valued was shocked, as if possessed, he pushed aside the idlers blocking the way in front of him, Stepped into the river.

However, this person did not fall into the river, his feet stepped on the river as if he was on flat ground, very secure.

"Yang Jingmei" looked at him tenderly, and after leading him closer, grabbed his shoulder and bit his neck with her mouth open.

Xue Huan raised his hand to gather spirits, and with a blow behind his head, Chu Rong stepped on the heads of everyone, followed by Chu Dan in red.

Chu Rong's spiritual skills were sharp, he picked out the person from the female ghost's mouth, and then slapped her on the forehead. The female ghost opened her bloody mouth and roared to the sky. Her mouth was dark and unfathomable, and she was shaken by anger. In the world, there is a cool wind blowing all around, as if there are thousands of ghosts out.

The rescued man was thrown to Chu Tan, who reached out to catch him, and saw a hole in the man's neck, bleeding continuously.

In the palm of his hand, a ball of red spiritual power rose, and pressed it on the wound of the wounded, the spiritual light scattered, injecting a warm current into the bloody place.

After a while, a puddle of black liquid flowed out from the wound, which was clearly distinct from the bright red blood.

Xue Huan reached out to touch it, but Chu Dan stopped him immediately. He raised his eyelids and shook his head: "Don't touch it, it's poisonous."

This puddle of black liquid was viscous and smelled a little fishy.

"It's you." Chu Tan saw Xue Huan's face clearly, and still had an impression of him.

Xue Huan gave him a friendly smile, "What a coincidence."

Over there, Chu Rong found that this female ghost was a bit difficult to deal with, and it could phantom.

But the question is, how could the water ghost alone do such tricks?

It has the face of "Yang Jingmei", with a painful expression and a wrinkled smile, which is ugly and scary.But ghosts don't realize that they are ugly. Its head is like a piece of dough, and under Chu Rong's operation, it can be "kneaded" into different shapes at will.Chu Rong thought it was ugly, and his movements were rude, and he wanted to save his eyes earlier, but the ghost was so anxious that he conjured up four phantoms at once, disgusting his sight from different directions.

The four phantoms quickly circled around him, trying to disturb Chu Rong's judgment.

This is the thinking of ordinary ghosts, and it is also the method of low-level ghosts. They often use this method just to buy time and take the opportunity to escape, or to show their edge.

But in Chu Rong's eyes, the behavior of the female ghost in front of him simply disliked living too long.

Chu Rong held his breath and listened for two or three seconds, then grabbed the female ghost's body, and he transformed into a sword and pierced the female ghost's sky cap.

The female ghost yelled in pain, and instantly, black viscous liquid gushed out of its eyes, nose, and mouth.

Before it disappeared, it shouted angrily: "Give me back my cultivation! Give me back my cultivation!"

"Don't die!"

"Yang Jingmei" disappeared in smoke, Chu Rong patted the ashes on his arm, opened his mouth and uttered a few words: "Beyond one's own strength."

He performed lightness kung fu and flew back to the shore, and the people on the shore began to praise him again.

Xue Huan was silent.

When Chu Rong walked past Chu Dan, he took a look at him. Although Chu Dan had his back turned to him, he could still feel the needle-like gaze on his back.

Although he showed no expression, Chu Dan knew that Chu Rong was mocking him, and he also intended to show the voice of the outside world and the aspirations of the people.

Chu Tan stood up and looked at the calm river. His eyes were deep. He seemed to have some unspeakable hidden secrets and some kind of unspeakable nostalgia. His pupils were so dark that people couldn't look directly at them, because they would make people palpitate. Then a little sad.

A little girl ran over, handed him a handkerchief, and smiled shyly at him: "Chu, Chu...you have blood on your hands."

Before Chu Tan could pick up the handkerchief in her hand, the little girl's father walked over quickly, pulled her away, and said in a rough voice, "What are you doing? You can't find it everywhere, so don't run around in the future." Looking towards the direction of the crowd, he was annoyed: "I didn't squeeze in to see the second son of Chu, it's all your fault."

The man pulled the little girl, and the little girl staggered, and the handkerchief fell to the ground. She immediately squatted down, and under the pull of her father, she insisted on stretching out her hand in a hurry.

"Take it."

Chu Tan quickly took it, wanting to thank her for her kindness, but the little girl had already been dragged away.

Chu Dan held the handkerchief, lowered his head slightly, then raised it again, seeing Xue Huan still standing aside, he asked casually, "Master, are you leaving?"

"Let's go." Xue Huan replied: "I came out to see the scenery, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. I was a little panicked. I was going to drink tea in a teahouse. I wonder if Mr. Chu is interested in coming with me?"

"You don't need to drink tea." Chu Tan wiped his hands and said, "It's getting late, young master, you should be more careful."

Xue Huan was indifferent as an uncle, and joked: "It doesn't matter, my luck is also good. I met a water snake demon at the Camellia Festival yesterday, and today I met a water ghost while watching the scenery. If you say I am lucky, now go to a fortune teller and let me know." He calculated for me whether I could have good luck this year."

Chu Dan listened to his nonsense indifferently, and said flatteringly: "Your Excellency is handsome and handsome, there must be a girl who has secretly agreed with you."

"Accept your auspicious words." Xue Huan praised, "Master Chu, won't you come and sit with me?"

"I'm sorry, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After Chu Tan finished speaking, he stepped forward with both legs and walked very fast.

Xue Huan stared at his back, and then imitated him to look at the river.

Nothing special, nothing special, what the hell is he looking at?

"Young man, why are you still here? It's not safe. You'd better go home early." An uncle passed by while trotting along the street. Seeing that Xue Huan was still staying by the river, he persuaded him.

Xue Huan happened to want to arrest someone for questioning, so he took the opportunity to ask his uncle, "Uncle, has the female ghost in this river come out before?"

When the uncle heard this, he shook his head hastily: "Hey, what kind of female ghost is it? It's Yang Jingmei, the eldest lady of the Yang family."

Hearing what his uncle said, Xue Huan learned that Yang Jingmei had slipped and fell into the water. At that time, no body was recovered. According to folk rumors, the bottom of the river leads to hell, and the black water has no bottom.There is no such thing as reincarnation for water ghosts, so another person must fall into the water to replace her before she can be reincarnated.

"There have never been water ghosts in the moat of Yong'an. This time it was a coincidence. After Yang Jingmei fell into the water, the body could not be found alive. Something will happen, but the water ghost is just a water ghost, it’s just that the time has not come, and when the time comes, it will still appear." The uncle clapped his hands excitedly, and said: "You see, it will appear tonight."

Xue Huan was thoughtful: "Would the water ghosts go ashore and catch living people and put them into the water?"

The uncle's eyes darkened, he looked around twice, and said in a low voice, "You don't know about this, Yang Jingmei was killed, and she had resentment after her death, so it's not just as simple as a water ghost."

"What resentment?"

The uncle clicked his tongue and said, "Chu Dan, Chu Dan killed her."