The devil attacks me every day

A lantern cast a warm reddish light by the well.

The young man was already as beautiful as a crown jade, but after changing into clean and new clothes, he was as chic as a handsome young man.With He Dapeng's hesitant expression on his face, he ate six big white steamed buns with two home-cooked stir-fries. He even dipped the steamed buns into the vegetable juice and ate every drop in order not to wash the dishes. I burped.

He Dapeng: "..."

I always feel that a little master like this should not eat so much and eat so poorly.

Meng Qi'an put the two clean plates back into the basket, intending to return them tomorrow morning.

"Wow--ding--wow--"

The young man has good hearing, and he could hear the strange noise made by metal collisions from a distance.

"Crash-crash-"

He tilted his head to the west, where the noise was coming from.

With the appearance of the noise, He Dapeng was so frightened that he got back into the black umbrella, and the water continued to flow down from the handle of the umbrella.

"He Dapeng, what's wrong with you?"

He Dapeng's voice became sharp with fright: "Hurry up, hurry up! Master Meng Xiao, I feel a terrible thing!"

"what?"

"I can't tell!" He Dapeng only felt that his ghost life was also trembling: "Let's go quickly! She is terrible!"

"Is that the faceless water ghost?"

"More terrifying than her!!"

Meng Qi'an looked at the west.

That weird metallic sound sounded like heavy chains being dragged on the ground, and for some reason, the sound was inexplicably familiar...

"I'm going to take a look." Meng Qi'an left the choice to He Dapeng: "Do you want to go with me?"

"What?! Are you going to see it?!" He Dapeng huddled in the black umbrella and trembled: "I won't go, I won't go!! I'm going crazy!!"

Meng Qi'an put the black umbrella beside the lantern: "Okay then, you'll probably go to the ghost world when it's midnight. He Dapeng, please leave now, I hope you take care of it."

When the boy really left, He Dapeng panicked again.He kept saying that the faceless water ghost was coming to eat him, what if it was true?Once the little master left, he would be left alone in this gloomy place, he would be afraid too!

Seeing the boy walking farther and farther away, he was so afraid that he kept dripping water, and then he yelled loudly: "Master Meng Xiao! Take me with you!"

After a cup of tea, the young man galloped through the quiet night with a black umbrella under his arm.

Can ghosts really be so exciting?He Dapeng thought.

Meng Qi'an ran wildly all the way, following the sound of chains.It was late at night, and all the lights in the village were turned off.He walked through all the trails, followed the sound, left Zheliu Village, and ran all the way to the vicinity of a mountain forest.

"Crash-crash-"

The sound was getting closer and closer, and He Dapeng in the black umbrella was trembling with fear, while Meng Qi'an ran towards the source of the sound firmly, as if he didn't have the emotion of 'fear'.

The scenery in front of me kept receding, at first it was a gentle hillside, and then it became higher and higher, and the dense forest replaced the dwarf bushes.

Meng Qi'an didn't know how long he had been chasing him, it was so long that he was absolutely far away from Zheliu Village, the towns and villages where human beings live.The iron chain statement was right next to his ear, but no matter how hard he chased him, he couldn't catch up with that existence.

"Master Meng Xiao..." He Dapeng said weakly, "Why don't we go?"

As an ordinary person who relies on mountains to eat mountains, he followed the men in the village to hunt in many surrounding mountains.But they are far away from the area suitable for human habitation. Now this mountain forest is connected with Chishui's [-] mountains, and it has been continuous from here. Once you step in, you may lose your way.

But Meng Qi'an was unwilling to stop.From the moment he heard the first sound of the chain, he had a strong desire to pursue it from the bottom of his heart.

His speed did not slow down, but the sound of chains was far away, and it disappeared very quickly. After a short chase, Meng Qi'an could not hear any sound of chains at all.

"Cuckoo———" A flock of birds startled in the forest, flapping their wings and flying across the night.

Meng Qi'an chased forward for a while based on his feeling.

Gone, completely gone.The sound of the chains that had been lingering in my ears just now did not leave a trace, it stopped abruptly and disappeared without a trace.

"You idiot!... The Yang family..."

"You think...they are...things?"

"Don't make noise..."

"..."

Meng Qi'an's hearing ability has always been excellent. After he suppressed his breathing to the minimum, he faintly heard the voices of several people, some men and some women, who sounded inappropriately energetic.

For some reason, Meng Qi'an felt that one or two voices sounded familiar.

Unable to find the source of the sound of chains, Meng Qi'an lost his way.While trying to remember where he heard the voice he just heard, he rushed towards the source of the voice.

It was a deep pit with a length and width of three feet. The voices of men and women came from this pit. Because the pit was so deep, there were even echoes back and forth at night.

"Yang Shuwen!!" He heard a sharp female voice that almost burst his eardrums: "Grandma is fighting with you today, and she wants to convince you, believe it or not!!"

"Come here! I'm afraid of you?!" The voice of the boy in the voice-changing period was a little hoarse, but he was still full of energy.

Another soft male voice came: "Brother Shuwen, don't be like this..."

"Yang Mian! Are you still from the Yang family?! Hurry up and let me go!"

In the midst of the quarrel, a male voice that sounded somewhat familiar sounded a bit ruffian: "Hey, I said you are all flying immortals, why is no one thinking of taking us out?"

"..."

The air suddenly became very quiet.

Then the sharp female voice from just now softened slightly, and it sounded so familiar: "...you don't understand, there are restrictions in this pit, and Nahaizhu can't be opened, and magic weapons can't be used, even if we climb If you go out, the sealed spiritual power will not be released for a while..."

"Climbing?!" The male voice turned up the volume: "So high?? How to climb??"

"..."

No one answered.

The male voice continued to ask: "So you guys are really powerless, that's why you started arguing?? It's my aunt and my father's. Where do you get the confidence to fight?"

"..."

There was another dead silence.

"Ahem." Meng Qi'an rubbed his nose, this hole is full of unlucky children.

There are restrictions on such a large pothole, most of which are traps for hunting large monsters.I don't know what happened to these children, but they fell into it all at once.

He collected a bunch of vines and tied them together, tied the vines to the big tree next to him, and shouted at the bottom of the pit: "Hey, is there any coming out?"

The children at the bottom of the pit suddenly became excited, shouting loudly.

"Ah! Someone came to save us!"

"Hmph, it must be from my Yang family! You are just getting rich!"

"Hey, Yang Shuwen, you can die if you don't scream, right?"

"Can die, want to fight?"

Only the most familiar ruffian male voice just now had the strongest desire to survive, and the dog legs shouted: "Big benefactor! Come and rescue us!"

Meng Qi'an threw down the long vine, and soon felt a force coming from below, obviously someone started to climb up.

The man was panting and chattering while crawling: "Ouch...let me first, let me first...I'm just a mortal, if I stay here...I...I might not survive..."

After waiting for a long time, the man finally climbed to the edge of the big pit. He raised his head and met Meng Qi'an's outstretched right hand.

"Come on, I'll pull you up."

The young man who reached out to help in the night was dressed in light gray coarse cloth, his hair was tied up high, and he had an extraordinary appearance with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

He obviously hadn't seen it before, but for some reason, he felt a little familiar, and the young man's voice was still so familiar...

The man was so frightened that he shrank down half a meter in an instant: "Zhao, Brother Zhao??"

The one who crawled out was Gu Shan, the first person Meng Qian met after coming back from the dead.

The author has something to say: Gu Shan: How old are you?

Meng Qian: 17? 117?I don't know.

Gu Shan: I asked, why is it always you?

Meng Qian: I just move bricks wherever they are needed.