Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Cheng Xiu looks at the two lanterns hanging at the door with a long sword.

As a matter of fact, it's not dark yet, and the setting sun is still setting outside. But the housekeeper who is waiting to watch the yard not far away can clearly see that the top of the yard is covered with black resentment, and the cry comes from the resentment.

"Come on! Go and tell the master! The ghost is angry! The monk seems to have failed! "

Even if the housekeeper and the lady would not be so angry, they would not even bring the monk to the house!

Cheng Xiu doesn't know what's going on outside the yard. He looks up at the direction of the gate. When he sees a figure in the room, he has a certain look in his eyes.

With a light smile, he murmured, "I'm here, and I won't have to go to you again."

A sharp voice quickly approached.

"You monk, your flesh and blood smell delicious. When I eat it, your accomplishments will be greatly increased!"

Cheng Xiu took a look at the place where the ghost was, and his eyes closed as soon as he touched it. The sword in his hand hummed, and he raised his hand to block his heart.

"Ah With a shrill scream, the ghost claw was strangled by the flash of golden light before it touched the sword.

"You are a bit of a Taoist!" The female ghost's venomous voice came from all directions, "however, your flesh and blood are more delicious, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Strange laughter rings in Cheng Xiu's ear. Listening to the laughter, it changes its flavor. The feeling of seeping people recedes and gradually becomes more like a woman's smile

Cheng Xiu shook his head, and with a "clank", his sword fell to his feet. He blinked, and the scene changed.

I don't know when the overcast wind will go away. It's still dark, but the lantern is no longer miserable white. Originally, there was only crying in the yard, and there was the cry of the servant girl. It seemed that the previous gloomy Qi was just Cheng Xiu's illusion.

Cheng Xiu lowers his head and finds that his clothes have changed and his cassock is gone. He is wearing a light blue robe with green bamboo leaves on the edge. As he lowers his head, his hair falls down from his ears.

It's back to the way he was before shaving.

Cheng Xiu stood motionless, but the door of the main room was pushed open by a servant girl. A servant girl in a green dress waved to him, with a clear smile and a slight reproach and resentment on her face. "Young master, my lady has been waiting for you for a long time, why don't you come in?"

"What's your lady waiting for me to do?" Cheng Xiu doesn't move, but he looks around the servant girl and probes into the room. He seems to be very curious about that young lady.

"Don't you know when you come in?" The servant girl came to him, and the embroidered handkerchief in her hand gently threw at him. The resentment on her face seemed to be heavier. "You're very lucky. You're favored by my young lady."

Cheng Xiu took a step back and twisted his eyebrows. He looked at the servant girl and didn't speak.

But the servant girl tilted her orchid finger and nodded toward Cheng Xiu. After a smile, she turned aside and looked at Cheng Xiu.

Cheng Xiu slightly pick eyebrows, lift a step to walk toward the house, pass that servant girl of time in the eye a flash but pass of disgust.

As soon as he went in, the door behind him was closed. When he stood outside, he heard the warbler's voice and laughter in the room. It seemed that there were many people, but he didn't see anyone when he came in.