The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Which young man would like to go with me?" The priest bowed to the three people and made a gesture of invitation. Although he was asking, his eyes were fixed on Nan Zhiyi.

"Xiao Qi, you go with the priest, we will rest here with the village chief."

Xuanyuan Huaixi's eyes darkened with some displeasure, he stepped forward to block Nan Zhiyi's sight, and ordered in a cold voice.

In this way, the three of them successfully rested in the farmer's house at midnight.

I could faintly hear the sound of someone tiptoeing and cautiously opening the door outside.

An old, wrinkled head poked its head into the room. Seeing the two of them breathing evenly and talking in their sleep from time to time, he finally felt relieved.

Another anxious voice sounded behind him, "Old man, are they asleep?"

"I'm asleep, I'm asleep. Are you still worried about my work? Have I ever made any mistakes in all these years?"

"You, stop talking nonsense and let's go quickly. Don't miss the time, or the mountain goddess will be unhappy." After saying this, the village chief's wife slowly walked outside with her crutches.

The village chief followed closely behind her, carefully protecting her. As she got older, her health was not good and she could not withstand a fall.

Several households in the village were doing the same thing at this time, making sure that all irrelevant people had gone to bed.

They took torches from home, formed a long line, and carried the poor unfortunate Wang Xiaodong towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

It was quiet, no one made a sound, and the only sound was the heavy breathing and the crackling of the burning torches.

Nan Zhiyi was dressed in a flowing white dress, standing on the leaves with her figure hidden, the branches swaying up and down as the wind blew.

Xuanyuan Huaixi was wearing a nightgown and lurking behind a thick tree trunk, hunched over, with one hand supporting the trunk and the other holding the sword at his waist.

The tight-fitting nightgown outlines his taut body curves, broad shoulders and narrow back, strong waist and muscular limbs.

Nan Zhiyi's eyes rippled slightly after seeing this, but then she regained her composure.

"Your Majesty, if Brother Qi Yang knew that I had kidnapped you, would he be angry?"

"Your Majesty, this is very hard for you, right? How about asking me for help? I will also make a barrier for you."

"His Majesty……"

Xuanyuan Huaixi's body was tense and he looked ahead vigilantly, worried about being discovered, so he ignored him.

But this person didn't play by the rules. Not only did he keep chattering beside me, he also suddenly floated over and sat down with his back against me.

This caused him to be even more afraid to move, and his body became more tense.

Isn't it just finding him a job? Why should he do more?

Why are you so petty? This is an opportunity that others would never be able to obtain.

In the distance, a few owls stood stupidly on the trees, staring at the team going up the mountain.

Soon the group arrived at the magnificent mountain temple paved with bluestone slabs.

When you walk in, you can see a mural of goddesses sitting together facing the door.

There are also many murals carved on the walls nearby, including pictures of goddesses sitting on the ground and playing; some dancing to the band; and some following farmers in the fields.

The ecosystems are different but vivid, as if there really was a group of goddesses who had landed in this place and lived with them for a period of time.

Surprisingly, there is not a single sculpture.

After Wang Xiaodong was carried in, he was placed in the middle of the temple.

No one spoke a word from beginning to end. Everyone looked solemn and didn't even dare to breathe, as if they were afraid that if they spoke, they would destroy such a sacred and solemn ceremony and disturb the peace of the gods.

Even the village priests wrote the villagers' wishes and blessings on straw paper, threw them into the incense burner, and prayed silently.

When everything was ready, he led the villagers away.

The gate of the mountain temple has always been open, but there is a barrier here so there is no need to worry about wind, rain, mud and sand flying in and polluting the cleanliness inside.

The two did not move. They leaned against the tree and looked inside, their warm body temperature being transmitted to each other through the contact of skin, making them seem less lonely.

I don’t know how much time had passed. As the night grew darker, Wang Xiaodong knew he couldn’t break free, so he simply rolled over to his side and fell asleep on the mat.

Just like last time, I started having that strange dream.

In the eyes of the two people outside, they didn't know when the restraints on Wang Xiaodong disappeared, and he stood up with his eyes closed.

Walk straight to the bottom of the painting in the middle.

Nan Zhiyi immediately stood up and grabbed Xuanyuan Huaixi's hand, put a few more protective barriers on the two of them, and floated over.

"Your Majesty, don't think too much. You have never practiced cultivation, and the aura of an emperor is still lingering around you. It is easy to be discovered."

"I know, Yi."

The voice was low, hoarse and full of magnetism, with a tingling and grainy feeling. Nan Zhiyi was a little uncomfortable with such an intimate name. She shook her ears, which turned slightly red.

I don’t know how Wang Xiaodong operated it, but a tunnel appeared on the ground and the two of them followed closely behind.

After entering from the tunnel, there are winding paths and winding corridors.

From afar, you can see a pavilion with carved beams and painted rafters. The door is open and the inside is covered with layers of flowing gauze.

From afar, you can hear the soft sounds of zither and harp. When you lift the veil and go in, you can see a vivid scene inside.

In the middle is a huge lotus pond, with men and women of all kinds standing or posing beside it, all of them are extremely good-looking without exception.

The beautiful girl has a graceful and charming figure, and is wearing a very cool dancer's costume.

She revealed half of her breasts and long white legs, and snuggled in the arms of a handsome man next to her who was also wearing a thin shirt.

The man looked at the woman next to him with obsession, his face flushed and his mind confused, the whole place was filled with evil spirit.

There are foxes, spiders, dogs, ants...

"My dear, am I not beautiful? Why don't you even take a look at me?"

"Beautiful, beautiful, come and let me smell it again."

"Oh, you are bad. I will ignore you."

"Sir, let's have another drink."

"well."

"Sir, I played well, but please play another song..."

The crowd was moving around and playing, and once they went in, Wang Xiaodong disappeared.

Nan Zhiyi held Xuanyuan Huaixi's hand tightly, her palms sweating from nervousness, and she moved quickly to avoid the attack and reached inside.

Xuanyuan Huaixi followed his movements, vigilantly gripped the sword in his hand in preparation for any emergency, and stepped forward to block the attack.

But for some reason, my gaze always drifts towards the people around me.

They had already crossed the lotus pond and reached the innermost side when suddenly a drunkard staggered, changed his route and bumped into them.

Fortunately, both of them dodged it quickly, but unfortunately there was a dog nose on the opposite side and discovered the clue.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass into Nuanxiang Pavilion? Why don't you show up immediately?" This word startled everyone.

In an instant, the entire venue fell silent and everyone stopped what they were doing.