Liaozhai: A scholar should draw a sword

Chapter 155 Who Can Write Your Excellency, The White Head Taixuan Sutra

Not long after, Fang Ping left Xiuniang's house with Chen Butou, and walked along the mountain road towards Yushan Township.

Yushan Township is relatively remote, and there are dozens of miles away from Shili Bridge. The road is full of high mountains and winding roads.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Butou was a little confused: "My lord, Yushan Township is a bit far away. For your safety, why don't we go back to the county government first, and then bring a few more people to go there together."

Fang Ping waved his hand: "No, it will take a lot of time to go back and forth."

"But my lord, the mountains are high and the roads are far away. If you encounter beasts, bandits, or even... those things, it may be difficult for a humble person to take care of you."

Fang Ping smiled: "What is there to be afraid of? I am a scholar and an official of the imperial court. How can I be afraid of these monsters?"

Having said that, Chen Butou couldn't make a sound, so he could only hold the handle of the knife tightly in his hand to be extra careful.

When it was getting dark, Chen Butou saw dots of light in front of him, so he raised his hand and pointed: "My lord, there should be a village there. Let's go and spend the night?"

Fang Ping nodded: "Well, that's fine, just inquire about the news."

So, the two walked quickly together, and after about a cup of tea, they came to a small village.

The village is located in a small mountain depression, and it seems that there are only about twenty families.

After entering the village, Chen Butou walked up to a villager and asked, "Brother, we are merchants who came out to collect mountain goods. We missed Sutou. I wonder if we can find a place to stay?"

The villagers frowned, and subconsciously looked at the knife on Chen Butou's waist.

"Oh, this is for self-defense, don't worry, we are not bad people."

The man muttered, "Who knows."

After speaking, he turned and walked into the house.

"Hey, I said you..." Chen Butou said dissatisfiedly, and then went to another villager.

Unexpectedly, the villager walked home and closed the door.

"Hehe, it seems that the villagers in this village don't welcome foreign guests." Fang Ping couldn't help laughing at himself.

At this time, a woman in her forties came out and said, "It's not that we don't take in guests, the village is also poor, and there are not many rooms to lend to guests.

If you really have no room, go two or three li further, and there is a big courtyard in the valley to the west. "

"Big yard?"

"Yes, but the yard has been abandoned for decades, so it's not very clean..."

Of course, Butou Chen knew what unclean was referring to, so he waved his hands hastily: "Forget it, if there is really no room, let's hang out at the side of the village for a night."

In the end, Fang Ping smiled and said, "I want to see it."

Chen Butou was taken aback: "Huh?"

"To my sister-in-law, I want to ask again, has anyone from outside visited your village in recent months? For example, to collect medicinal materials or something."

The woman shook her head: "No."

"Thank you sister-in-law!"

Fang Ping cupped his hands, then turned his head to Chen Bu and said, "Let's go."

"Big...cough, shopkeeper, are we really going to that abandoned house?"

"Yes, you can't sleep in the wilderness, right?"

"Okay..." Chen Butou nodded helplessly.

Just when the two turned around to leave, the woman suddenly called out: "Wait..."

"What's the matter, sister?"

"Forget it, you'd better not go to that house, the villagers in our area don't dare anyone approach it.

If you don't dislike it, go to my firewood house for a night, at least you can avoid the cold and damp. "

Chen Butou was overjoyed, and was about to agree, but Fang Ping smiled and said, "Thank you sister-in-law for your kindness, it's fine, we walk outside all year round, and we have some self-defense skills."

"Oh, it's up to you."

The woman sighed.

After leaving the village, Catcher Chen said with a bitter face: "My lord, are you really not afraid? Those things are very evil..."

"What are you afraid of? You are a dignified head arrester, and this official is a dignified county magistrate. The evil is overwhelming."

"This……"

Chen Butou didn't know what to say.

Simply a nerd.

"Chen Butou, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart. In fact, I insist on going to that house not to show courage, but to solve the case."

"Solve the case? Could it be that your lord has a new idea?"

"That's right! Xiuniang mentioned Yushan Township earlier, which gave me a vague clue.

Thinking back to those missing persons, most of the places where they last appeared were in the south of the county seat, Shiliqiao, and Yushan Township are all within this range..."

Hearing this, Chen Butou cheered up: "So, now, sir, you want to narrow the scope and delineate a point?"

"That's right!" Fang Ping nodded with a smile: "This abandoned house happens to be within this range, and it's a bit weird, so I have to check it out."

"My lord is wise...but... my lord, since my lord also said that this is a weird place, why not go back and send more people here."

Fang Ping said slowly: "If you dare not go, then I will go by myself."

Hearing this, Chen Butou quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, as a low-ranking Butou, naturally I will swear to the death to protect you."

"Well, that's great, let's go."

After traveling for two or three miles, the two found the abandoned house in a ravine.

From the looks of it, the yard is quite large, covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. I don't know who built such a big yard in this remote place.

The courtyard door was ajar, revealing a sense of mystery.

"My lord, looking at it like this, I'm afraid it has been abandoned for hundreds of years, right?"

"It doesn't matter how many years it's been, if it's here, it's safe, let's go, go in."

"Squeak..."

The door hadn't been opened for an unknown amount of time, and there was a muffled sound, and a lot of dust and grass clippings fell from the doorway.

Facing it is a screen wall covered with miscellaneous vines.

Bypassing the screen wall, weeds are overgrown in the yard, and some weeds have grown taller than people.

At this moment, Catcher Chen couldn't help pulling out his knife, and whispered to Fang Ping while looking around, "Master, be careful."

"Um"

Fang Ping nodded.

Passing through the front yard, the two came to the back yard together and entered a hall.

As soon as he entered, there was a chill, and Chen Butou couldn't help shivering.

"My lord, here... how many coffins are here?"

It should be said that Chen Butou has seen many dead bodies on weekdays, and he has also done such things as opening coffins for autopsy, so he is still very courageous.

But now that he is in the wilderness, and this place is quite weird, he has become a little timid.

"It's okay!"

Fang Ping looked around by candlelight, and then said, "Let's rest in this room tonight."

"Uh... well."

Chen Butou responded, put the candle on a table covered with cobwebs, then opened the package, took out a blanket and spread it on the ground.

"My lord, you rest, humble vigil."

"Ah."

Fang Ping responded, took off the dagger from his waist and put it beside him, and then lay down with his clothes on.

Chen Butou sat aside, holding a knife in his hand, and rested his eyes with his eyes slightly closed.

After a while, a gust of wind blew out from nowhere and blew out the candle.

Chen Butou was startled, and hurriedly got up and looked around, but found nothing unusual, so he took out the fire pocket and lit the candle again.

"squeak……"

Suddenly, a light sound was heard in the room.

Chen Butou turned his head suddenly, and found that the lid of one of the coffins was slowly sliding open.

"My lord, my lord, wake up..."

Chen Butou was in a cold sweat, and he yelled twice under his throat.

In the end, Fang Ping seemed to have fallen asleep and snored softly.

At this time, another person sat up in the coffin, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared straight at Chen Butou.

Chen Butou was so frightened that his eyes widened... because the person sitting up was not a human being at all, but a monster with a mouse's head.

"My lord, wake up, my lord..."

Chen Butou couldn't take care of it anymore, and called a few times loudly.

"squeak!"

At this time, the monster with a rat-headed human body screamed and rushed towards Chen Butou viciously.

"Bold evildoer!"

Although Chen Butou was frightened, he was not so frightened that he turned around and ran away. He shouted angrily, and swung his knife at him.

Unexpectedly, the monster was very agile, it avoided it lightly, and then rushed over from behind.

Fortunately, Chen Butou was not weak in skill, so he jumped sideways at the moment, and then slashed with his backhand.

"squeak……"

"boom……"

Unexpectedly, there were movements in the other coffins, and several monsters sprang out again and besieged Chen Butou together.

"My lord, it's bad, run!"

Chen Butou brandished the knife with all his strength and shouted loudly at the same time.

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly reverberated in the room: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. The bottom is the river and the mountains, and the top is the sun and stars..."

With the sound, the monsters slowly dispersed like smoke.

At the same time, Chen Butou felt his eyes blurred, his head became dizzy for a while, he shook his head, and when he looked again... he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

There is no coffin in the room at all, and all you see are crumbling old furniture, spider webs...

"What... what's going on here? Could it be that I was dreaming before?"

Chen Butou stared blankly at the knife in his hand.

"It's not a dream, it's because you were tricked and hallucinated."

"Illusion? My lord, do you mean, when I first entered this room, what I saw was an illusion? There is no coffin at all?"

Fang Ping nodded: "It's also possible that what you see when you enter the courtyard is already an illusion."

"This place is simply too evil...My lord, then...then have you seen the coffin before?"

Fang Ping shook his head with a smile: "I have a noble spirit to protect my body, and mere evil things can't help me."

This is exactly Zhou Yu's credit.

The arrogance of Confucianism used to be brilliant, and many scholars traveled the world with their swords, and with their arrogance, ordinary monsters and ghosts dare not get close.

It's a pity that later on, many scholars only knew how to read dead books, blindly pursuing fame and official career, and grandeur became empty talk.

In Wendao Academy, in addition to studying, all students must master the six arts of a gentleman and fully comprehend the core Confucian concepts of "self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and world peace."

Fang Ping belongs to a group of outstanding students in the academy, far beyond the reach of ordinary scholars.

Therefore, he has the confidence to come to this abandoned yard.

Hearing what Fang Ping said, Chen Butou looked around subconsciously, and asked in a trembling voice: "Your Excellency, you mean that there are... really unclean things in this house?"

"Well, but you don't have to be afraid, I have my own way to deal with it."

Hearing this, Chen Butou couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Unexpectedly, the lord is actually a superior person, and the humble official admires it from the bottom of my heart."

Fang Ping smiled: "Chen Butou, in terms of your skills, in fact, ordinary ghosts can't do anything to you.

It's just that many people have natural fear in their hearts, and their momentum is weakened by more than half. "

"Yes, yes, what my lord has taught me is to keep humble duties in mind."

"Chichichi..."

At this time, a few women's charming smiles suddenly came from the ears of the two of them.

"Who?"

Chen Butou hastily followed the prestige.

As soon as he turned around, he found that the surrounding scene had changed drastically.

The dilapidated dilapidated house, which was obviously dimly lit, suddenly became brightly lit, magnificent, and filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

Several beautifully dressed women, dressed in semi-concealed and semi-transparent tulle, danced lightly, while hooking their pale fingers at Chen Butou.

"Guru..."

Chen Bu's mind was so confused that he even forgot where he was and what he wanted to do, so he glanced straight at one of the women.

That woman turned out to be Xiu Niang.

At this time, Xiuniang looked more charming than before, and she was dressed in tulle, showing her exquisite figure, creamy skin, icy muscles and fine bones...

Seeing Butou Chen glance at her, Xiuniang smiled sweetly, walked forward slowly with bare feet, blew hot breath at Butou Chen, and at the same time raised her fingers to lightly brush Butou Chen's face.

Fairy!
Can't take it anymore.

Chen Butou swallowed his saliva wildly, and embraced...

"Chen Butou, wake up!"

An angry shout rang in his ears, Chen Butou shook his head, and found that he was holding the county magistrate.

Chen Butou quickly let go, his face flushed: "This... this..."

"You've been tricked again!" Fang Ping snorted angrily, and then said: "It seems that this evildoer is hiding nearby, let's see how long you can hide."

While speaking, Fang Ping held a dagger in his hand, and chanted Li Taibai's "Xia Ke Xing" loudly while pacing.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, the Wu hook is bright with frost and snow.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars

Kill one person in ten steps, never stay for a thousand miles

Hello

Leisurely passing Xinling to drink, taking off the sword and crossing the knees

Will broil and eat Zhuhai, and hold the cup to persuade Hou Ying

Three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are light

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born

Rescue Zhao Huijin gavel, HD first shocked

Qianqiu Two Heroes, Xuanhe Daliang City

Even if you die as a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra..."

"Squeak..."

Finally, the other party couldn't hide anymore and made a creaking sound.

"My God, what a big spider!"

At this time, Chen Butou couldn't help but exclaimed.

Four spiders appeared in his sight, one big and three small.

The big one actually has a woman's head, and its body is about the size of a normal person.

The three small ones are about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, but they still look like spiders and have no human heads.

"Chen Butou, what are you still doing? Come on!"

Fang Ping shouted, drew his sword and rushed forward.

"Lord be careful!"

At this time, Chen Butou was not as scared as before, and rushed forward with a knife.

Human psychology is often like this, the unknown is the most terrifying.

Just as some ghosts make trouble without even seeing their appearance, so the timid will be frightened to death.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifold..."

Fang Ping sang a righteous song loudly while swinging his sword.

As a result, the four spiders were even more confused and retreated steadily.

Chen Butou was brave like never before, he opened and closed his saber, and quickly killed a small...

(End of this chapter)