Envy

It is rumored that a few years ago, a disciple who helped in the kitchen went out to dig bamboo shoots in the evening, accidentally entered the back mountain, lost his way, and never came out again.The rest of the Xiqie Palace went out to look for him during the day, only to find a mutilated body, missing its head and an arm.

Hearing this rumor, Su Chuo bit an apple and smiled contemptuously: "There are loopholes in this rumor, how could the other people in Xiqi Palace be so good, and even went out to look for him, maybe he was thrown into the back mountain."

After Yan Zhaohan came back from Lingzhi, he leaned over his desk to write, and said flatly, "It's just a rumor, don't take it seriously."

The mountain is shady and cool, and the room is very stuffy this day.Su Chuo rolled over from the bed, pulled on his shoes, and opened the wooden window.The cool wind came blowing, and the hanging wind chimes rang.There is also a thin drizzle of rain oncoming.

Su Chuo walked up to Yan Zhaohan, "Are you writing letters again?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhaohan hesitated for a while holding the pen, and frowned slightly, "I don't know how to word it, so I rewrote it a few times."

"Write to Meng Tou?"

"That's why I can't write well." Yan Zhaohan said, "The things he wrote to me before were mostly about his jokes with Xue Ye and Jiang Yi. I can't write these things."

Su Chuo suddenly became interested: "Jiang Yi? Which 'Yi'?"

Yan Zhaohan took a brush and licked the ink on the ink platform: "Dan Fengyan, gentle and elegant, tall, calm temperament. In private, he likes to mess around with Meng Tou."

Su Chuo snuggled up to him like a child, tilting his head to look at him: "Do you look good?"

He crumpled the letter he had just written and threw it aside, and flattened a new letterhead: "My third brother's brothers are all good-looking."

"That must be him. Is he Meng Tou's brother?"

"He used to be Mu Mi's disciple, and he played a lot with Meng Tou."

Su Chuo grabbed his arm and said softly, "Can you tell me something about him? I really want to know."

In fact, Yan Zhaohan didn't stay in Mu Mi for a long time, and he didn't have much contact with Jiang Yi, so he tried his best to tell Su Chuo what he remembered one by one.Su Chuo listened very enthusiastically.

"There was another time when the third brother got into some trouble and wanted to play a scene where the hero rescued.... I was walking on the road, and Jiang Yi and Xue Ye covered their faces and put on night clothes. They jumped off the roof and called themselves It's an assassin. Where did Mu Mi come from? I turned around and left, and ran into Meng Tou as soon as I turned around. As a result, before the show even started, they were bumped by the uncle, and they were dragged out to give lectures that night."

Su Chuo rolled his eyes: "So he was so troublesome when he was young."

"Maybe it's because I'm with Meng Tou and the others."

"Brother, Meng Tou really liked you in the past, to the bottom of his heart."

……

Yan Zhaohan felt very depressed that night.Indescribable feeling.Probably because of the hot weather.He was very tired, and went to bed early with Su Chuo, but not long after the lights were turned off, a disciple knocked on the door in a hurry, which kind of hurried voice made people flustered.

The man said, "Senior Brother Liu is dead!"

They dressed quickly and followed him.There were many people around the lake, Yan Zhaohan pushed through the crowd and went in, and saw Liu Huai lying on the ground.He didn't jump into the lake, his clothes were dry, but a little messy, there was a deep scratch on his wrist, and a small knife was thrown beside him.

Some people said that Senior Brother Liu Huai came out from Zhenjun Li Hua with a dazed expression on his face, and when he walked to the end of the corridor, he suddenly laughed.

A disciple said that when he was found, he had already cut his wrist, his hand was soaked in water, and he had died.

Yan Zhaohan's thoughts were chaotic, he gently shook his already icy body, and could hardly utter a sound: "Liu...Senior Brother Liu Huai..." He didn't respond, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.To him, death is the real relief.Consummation that cannot be obtained, people that cannot be seen.He really has no nostalgia for this world.

Yan Zhaohan regretted it, if he had stayed with the master at that time, perhaps Liu Huai would not have died.

The back mountain is inaccessible all the year round, and the vegetation is messy.The mountains are evergreen all the year round, maple trees are rare, there is a stream that is crystal clear, and there are a few fish in the water.This place is less shaded by dense trees and can see more light.

They had spent the longest night of their lives in the mountains.Endless wild spirits haunt the grass and trees, and the laughter is creepy.The sound of wild spirits devouring people's bodies and the screams of their seniors kept stimulating them.The dawn was long overdue, and finally visited this land where thousands of ghosts were blocked.Before dawn, the wild spirits were gone.The surviving brothers were more or less wounded, with tired faces and chapped lips.

A brother whose arm had been swallowed by a ghost fell unsteadily on the grass, fell down by the stream to drink water, fell down, and never got up again.The stream was instantly dyed blood red and slowly spread.Some people were frightened and wanted to drink water, but stayed there all the time.

Su Chuo put the sword aside, squatted down calmly, and took a handful of water to drink.He bent his eyes, turned his head to Yan Zhaohan and said briskly, "Senior brother, come here quickly, the water here is sweet."

Yan Zhaohan got up slowly and walked to the stream.His somewhat pale face was reflected in the water, and he held the water to wash the stains on his face and hands.

There was a disciple who was not from a cultivating family. It was the first time he saw so many Yin spirits. His eyes were wide open, and he collapsed on the grass: "This...so many Yin spirits, so many died in just one night. Man, tonight...you have to go through a forest tonight, can you come out alive?"

Su Chuo found a clean stone and leaned on it to sleep: "Go to sleep early during the day, and you have to continue exorcism at night."

Su Chuo suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile, "Tell me, among these ghosts, are there any senior brothers who died here before?"

No one responded to him.He made fun of himself and fell asleep.

After they rested, they continued their journey in the afternoon.Everyone tensed up as the sky started to darken.The sun has exhausted its last ray of light, and night is coming quietly.The brothers who led the way carried a few lanterns.No one spoke.Su Chuo took a few steps closer to Yan Zhaohan, held his hand, and said softly, "Brother, don't be afraid."

The night wind blows and the leaves rustle.The roar of wild beasts came from a distance, very clearly.There was a brief, almost suffocating silence.A weird laugh sounded out suddenly, making people tremble with fear.A faint light appeared in the night.