After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect

Chapter 3 3. First night

Song Yan looked at the coquettish woman with big eyes in front of her. The woman's silk skirt was half faded and her clothes were half unbuttoned. It was as if the robe of the juicy peach had been slightly torn open, revealing a little bloat inside but still white and greasy. skin.

At this time, the brown blanket had been pulled up, and twenty-four stone hooks made the blanket cover six sides of the small suspended room. The outside could only be peeked through the gaps in the blanket.

There are cliffs below, and there are mysterious dangers and dangers outside. At this time, there is no better happiness than indulging in the simplest desires of living things.

This is also a vent, a vent to ensure that you don't go crazy.

The question becomes a multiple-choice question: follow the heart or take the kidneys?

Song Yan is a normal and healthy man. If the environment were changed, he would definitely be willing to have a kidney transplant, but now... that's not the case.

It was a new arrival and everything was unfamiliar to him. He knew very little information about this world or even the Demon Sect. Although the woman in front of him taught him some leather-making knowledge, she may not have other ideas. The more important point is: the Demon Sect looks very chaotic, robbing disciples, mixing men and women when they first meet, and killing people without blinking an eye. , and there is a taboo of not leaving the house after dark. In this case, how can he be sure that the woman in front of him has not had sex before and is not sick? Or, how could he be sure that there was nothing wrong with the woman in front of him?

Rather than losing his head, switching to thinking with his lower body, and leaving everything to trust without any basis, Song Yan still feels that it is better to maintain the necessary rationality and vigilance.

"Sister Wang, let's talk before you are kidnapped and come here."

"Little husband, come to me. After we get well and happily, I will tell you everything, hehehe."

The woman's explicit words could make an unexperienced young man blush, but she didn't seem to care. She even quietly took off her silk skirt, revealing more flesh, then twisted her hips and raised her back towards Song Yan. , chuckled and said, "Or, Mr. Young Master, prefers riding horses?"

"Sister Wang, give me a little more time, okay?"

"Why?"

The woman's voice suddenly became filled with anger. She suddenly turned her body over, sat upright, and then stared straight at Song Yan. Her eyes reflected the youth and strength of the young man in front of her, which made her look a little bit... Can't wait.

Song Yan's eyes quickly scanned and suddenly landed on a small knife on the bedside table.

It took less than half a breath to settle down, and the woman's eyes followed closely.

The atmosphere suddenly became dark and tense.

Suddenly, the two of them jumped out quickly at the same time.

Wang Susu was close to the head of the bed and grabbed the knife.

However, Song Yan came up immediately, wrapped his arm around the woman's arm, rolled it up, and pinned the woman's arm back. Then he pressed her elbow, took it inside, shouted loudly, and used his strength to quickly snatch the knife from her hand.

This was a young grappler that the instructor taught during military training. As a martial arts enthusiast who had read martial arts novels since childhood, Song Yan naturally learned two tricks, but he never thought that he would have the opportunity to actually use them in this life.

After grabbing the knife, Wang Susu turned away, followed her arm, and then bumped back.

The impact was so powerful that Song Yan was knocked directly from the bed to the couch and rolled twice.

Wang Susu turned around quickly and wanted to pounce again, but she saw that the young man had already sat down and was facing her quietly with a knife in his hand.

"Sister Wang, let's talk."

"Put the knife down and say."

Song Yan showed a friendly smile, then put down the knife and pushed it a little further away.

Wang Susu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's right, use a knife to do it."

Before the last few words were uttered, she suddenly jumped out and quickly headed towards the knife, but she missed.

Song Yan seemed to have been waiting for her to do this, so almost as soon as she moved, her arm quickly stretched out, and she clenched the knife between her fingers again, and never let go!

The two slowly distanced themselves again.

"Why?"

This time it was Song Yan's turn to ask, because Wang Susu just had no reason to grab the knife again. The two of them had no hatred at all, and it was just for a kidney transplant, why bother?

However, the woman named Wang Susu did not answer.

After nearly a stick of incense had passed, Wang Susu suddenly looked outside the house through the gap and said, "After autumn, the fishy mist in the mountains begins to thicken. At night, you and I have to take turns on duty, holding the door open with our bodies." , to avoid any trouble.

This is why two people live in one house.

If he lives alone, he can only hope for good luck, either that the ghost does not knock on the door, or that he can not doze off and relax all night. "

"Sister Wang, what is the fishy mist? What is the ghost? Why is the stone house of our leatherworking house only built on one floor?" Song Yan asked a series of questions.

Wang Susu tied up her half-undressed clothes and pulled up her silk skirt. She sneered and said, "Why should I tell you?"

"You stay up until half the night."

"good."

"Well, Sister Wang, since the atmosphere is like this, you and I should stay away from each other during the vigil."

Wang Susu said quietly: "Okay."

Song Yan's expression condensed, and he had an instinctive feeling: Wang Susu really wanted to harm him, but fortunately she was not a good actor, at least she quickly revealed her abnormality.

Afterwards, nothing happened in the room. Wang Susu climbed up the stairs and sat under the entrance to the suspended room.

This house is entered from above, so there are five steps under the door.

To stay vigil, you need to sit at the top of the stairs, bend your body slightly, and put your back against the door.

Song Yan distanced herself and sat in the corner to relax, but carefully observed Wang Susu's movements, postures, and details from time to time.

The latter seemed to be aware of his thoughts and sneered: "Nothing special, just hold on when the door shakes. I don't dare to lie to you about this kind of thing. After all, if the door opens, you won't be the only one who will die. "

"Then what did Sister Wang lie to me?"

"snort."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the night was very long.

But the outside of the suspended room is not completely dark, but a strange red mist and moonlight are mixed together and rotate slightly. This scene reminds Song Yan of a painting called "Starry Sky" before the time travel.

On the cliff, the wind was very strong, and the mist was blown into whirlpools by the wind. It became thicker and thinner, occasionally revealing the woods under my feet that were trembling in the strong wind.

Suddenly, without any warning, Song Yan heard a knock on the door.

Wang Susu hurriedly used her strength to hold on, but the knock on the door only rang twice and then stopped.

"What's outside?" Song Yan asked.

Wang Susu still didn't answer.

And after an unknown amount of time, I experienced several knocks on the door. The force was either light or heavy. When it was light, I only needed to push it a little, but when it was heavy, I needed to deal with it with all my strength.

Wang Susu suddenly stood up and said, "It's your turn."

The two passed by each other cautiously.

Song Yan imitated Wang Susu's appearance before and sat down.

The night passed.

The red mist dissipates, the moonlight gathers, and the gray world welcomes the dawn.

The doors of the hanging houses opened one after another, and many handymen walked out.

Song Yan also came out quickly.

"Give me the knife back."

Wang Susu shouted, "I exchanged this for my contribution points. If you want, you can exchange it after working as a handyman for a while."

In order to reassure Song Yan, she walked closer and said with a cold snort: "I can give you some information. In addition to the knowledge I taught you yesterday, it can be regarded as a good relationship and save you from hating me."

After that, she said softly: "There are many wreckage in the mountains and forests, and there are also many broken souls. The heavy broken spirits form a majestic river, which is the evil of the earth.

There are many earth evil spirits, especially in the Demon Gate area.

As soon as autumn and winter come, there will be heavy fog, and the evil spirits will enter the fog, which is the fishy fog and appears red.

These fogs are pervasive, and if they touch the remains, even a piece of skin or a bone, they may form ghosts.

Ghosts have no intelligence, only instinct.

And their instinct is to come alive.

Therefore, they will try their best to get close to the living place and knock on the door.

If you knock it open, those ghosts will pounce on the person. When the time comes, the ghost bones will penetrate the human body, the ghost skin will wrap around the human skin, and the evil spirit will penetrate into your body.

Of course, usually, this will not succeed, but the person being attacked will go crazy, become demented, and be indistinguishable from death.

As for why the stone house has one layer, it is because it is easier to seal the first layer to prevent the skin in the stone house from coming into contact with the fishy mist, which would be a big trouble. "

"By the way, if someone living in the same room wants to harm another person, he can actually open the door quietly and push that person out, or kill him in the room and throw the body to the bottom of the cliff.

It's dark at night, and every door is closed. No one will look or say much. Just leave it to ghosts the next day. However, no one would do such a thing at dawn.

But if this happens, that person will never have anyone living in the same house with him again. After all, no one is a fool, so murders and corpses are very rare. "

"Then, Song Yan, you can return the knife to me now, and then choose another place to sleep tonight. From now on, we will be like passers-by."

Song Yan said "thank you" and then asked, "What did Sister Wang want to do yesterday?"

Wang Susu didn't answer again.

Song Yan threw the knife back into the house and said: "From now on, I will be like a passerby."

Wang Susu nodded and quickly entered the leatherworking room without looking at him.

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly saw two black spots in the distance coming straight up from the cliff. When he got a little closer, he saw two black-robed disciples, and the ones riding on their crotches were actually It's a weird shadow puppet two-headed wolf.

The two-headed wolf flew over the walls and ran and jumped very fast.

When they arrived at the top of the cliff, the two disciples quickly checked the house without talking to the servants, and then quickly picked out seven crazy servants. There were male and female servants, as well as the one from yesterday. A rather pretty new woman who didn't follow the man into the house.

One of the two disciples flicked his long sleeves and flicked his fingers, and threw out a shadow puppet car. He casually killed seven crazy servants, then loaded the car into the car and left over the mountains and ridges.

Song Yan suddenly felt terrified.

It had only been two days, but he had already seen more people die violently than before.

He hurriedly turned around and entered the stone house, found an empty seat in a corner, sat down, and then started today's leatherworking.