After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 62
Seeing the girl reading quietly under the tree, the nervous scholar became increasingly suspicious.

She really doesn't look like a monster. If it were a mountain spirit, she would have come to take people's lives long ago, but she was indifferent.

Could it be that the ghost hitting the wall here has been cracked?

Thinking of this, a ray of light seemed to ignite in the scholar's desperate and dark heart.

He decided to take the risk himself, holding the scroll in his hand tightly, and the scholar walked towards the mountain road he had walked countless times.

Walking on the mountain road, there are strange branches and vines in front of you, and one or two crows hovering in the air from time to time, looking very eerie.

The forest here is like a monster's mouth, and the distance is deep and dark, like a bottomless cave that never ends.

Tightening the clothes on his body, the scholar felt a chill in his body.

He muttered something, and kept walking towards the exit of the narrow path. He had been circling here for an hour, but he couldn't get out no matter what, as if he had fallen into an endless nightmare.

As time goes by, the scholar goes further and further away, and the road in front of the class is still endless.

The shriveled branches around were flailing their teeth and claws, as if they were about to tear at the living things, and there seemed to be something hidden in the bushes.

"Amitabha, Amitabha... You don't talk about strange powers and confusion, everything you see is false, all false..."

He numbs himself in a low voice, quickening his pace.

After a while, a hazy mist flashed around, and when his vision returned to clarity, he looked up.

Withered vines entwine the old trees, and among the dense bushes, there is still a mottled and damaged tombstone, and behind the tombstone, a grave that is overgrown with weeds.

The girl under the huge old tree is still sitting on the ground and concentrating on reading, there is nothing unusual.

The cold wind was blowing, the leaves were swaying, and the scholar couldn't help shivering.

Back again!

This weird spell has not been lifted, and he is still spinning around in place.

The falling boulder hung high again, making him short of breath.

The eyes fell on the girl in the green shirt, and the girl had a calm expression on her face, as if she came here for a walk, rather than being trapped in the mountains.

Holding the scroll tightly with his fingers, he took a step forward and looked at the girl in blue.

"Dare to ask girl... why did you come here?"

Hearing the scholar's question, Ao Qing raised her head and looked at the other party: "Huh? It's nothing, I'm just bored at home and panicked. Come out and take a walk to get some air."

Ao Qing bent her eyes and looked around with a smile.

"The scenery here is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, isn't it a good place to relax?"

Hearing this answer, the scholar silently glanced at the strange trees, old vines, tombstones and graves around him, and was a little speechless for a while.

Beautiful scenery, singing birds and fragrant flowers?

The scholar with a wooden fish head quickly thought of a reasonable explanation.

Perhaps the girl in green shirt in front of her suffered from insanity, and her family's negligence caused her to come here.

Thinking of this, the scholar felt pity in his heart, and secretly vowed in his heart that if he went to high school in the future, he would definitely help this mad girl.

It's really pitiful, he has mental problems at a young age.

Thinking that there are still many people suffering from suffering and illness in the world, his determination to obtain fame has become a little bit firmer.

under the old tree.

Looking at the strange expression on the scholar's face, in just a few minutes, the emotions on his face went around like a roller coaster.

The inner emotions are quite rich.

Calmly looking at the scholar's breath and appearance.

As before, the Mountain and Sea Illustrated Book didn't respond, and she couldn't see anything special about this scholar, he didn't have any evil spirit, and he seemed to be just a normal person.

Even a normal person cannot help him leave.

This place is still under the control of the ghost cultivator. Even if the scholar is allowed to leave now, there is no guarantee that he will be brutally killed after he goes out, and it may even arouse the suspicion of the ghost cultivator, so the clues are exposed.

After much deliberation, it was the safest thing to let him stay here.

At least when the battle started, he could be protected by an enchantment, so that his life would not be lost on the spot.

Of course, Ao Qing didn't trust this person, so there was no need to say something clearly.

"What about you, what are you doing here?" Ao Qing looked at the scholar.

Asked the last question out of the blue, the scholar was stunned for a few seconds, and saluted: "Girl, next time Cheng Ziyue, whose name is Ningxiu, is from Liaocheng. He passed by here to go to Liaosheng Capital to participate in this year's autumn exam."

"I was in a hurry to hurry, and I didn't ask what was different about this place, so I entered the mountain and was trapped here."

Speaking of this, the scholar realized that the girl in front of him might be suffering from heart disease, so he tentatively asked: "May I ask, do you know what it means for a ghost to hit a wall?"

Ao Qing's tone was flat: "I understand, don't panic."

"In this barren mountain, it's normal to encounter a ghost hitting a wall or something. It's purely reasonable. Just sit and wait obediently."

It's normal too...just wait?

Cheng Ziyue's fingers trembled, and he hesitated to speak.

Insane or not, this girl is probably not a normal person.

Uneasy in his heart, Cheng Ziyue was a little helpless. After thinking about it, he found a place and sat down obediently.

During this period, Cheng Ziyue tried several times to get out of the woods, but all ended in failure.

Seeing that the sky is getting dark, the willows are on the moon.

The cold moonlight poured down like water, and a layer of cold light passed through the woods. The night wind howled, and the shadows of the trees intertwined.

Cheng Ziyue lit a fire under the old tree and glanced at Ao Qing not far away.

"Girl, it's freezing in the forest, and there are snakes, insects, and poisonous ants at night. You've been staying in the shade. It's rare for you to suffer from the wind and cold. If you are bitten by a wild animal, it will be Xiaosheng's fault."

After thinking for a moment, Ao Qing moved to the side of the fire, but still kept a distance from Cheng Ziyue.

Not long after nightfall, the surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly.

Even though he was sitting by the fire, Cheng Ziyue still felt chilly all over his body, as if poisonous snakes had crawled up his back along his ankles.

His eyes stared at the darkness, and the area outside the fire seemed to be a mass of condensed thick ink.

After a while, there was a soft sound in the bushes not far away.

what sound?
Cheng Ziyue heightened his vigilance. He stared at the bushes of different heights without moving. There seemed to be something squatting in the bushes. The flames were flickering in front of his eyes, and there was also a strange rustling noise not far away!

Cheng Ziyue's body was stiff and he was sweating profusely.

what is that?
Something is approaching behind the bushes!
The black figure half squatting in the bushes stood up slowly, and with the help of the firelight, Cheng Ziyue could barely see clearly. The person standing behind the bushes seemed to be a tall and thin person.

Trembling all over, Cheng Ziyue subconsciously wanted to run away.

Before he could stand up, the girl in green shirt beside him walked to the fire first.

Ao Qing turned around and looked at Cheng Ziyue, with a hint of a smile in her clear eyes: "Shh, keep your voice down, don't scare him away."

As soon as the words fell, Ao Qing walked towards the shadow, and stopped a meter away from the shadow.

Under Cheng Ziyue's astonished gaze, the girl in green shirt stretched out her hand to the black shadow.

And the next scene almost made Cheng Ziyue's jaw drop. He thought he had read poetry and books for decades. What big and small things hadn't been heard or read?

But what happened now left an indelible scar on Cheng Ziyue's fragile heart!

The girl looked at the figure and spoke calmly.

"Brother, your facial features are a bit random. I would like to ask, how long have you been dead? Can you still speak? It doesn't matter if you can't speak if your tongue is rotten. You can also write."

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