[Comprehensive] Daji's Raiders

When Qian Qing was kicked out of the house by Yan Jun, the set of gorgeous clothes and thank you money that were given to him were all taken back. How he went to Yan's house that day is how he got out now.

Still wearing the coarse sackcloth that has been patched many times, and carrying his book basket on his back, the neighbors all know that he has cheated other girls, and everyone who goes out will show him some face, even in front of his face. To have a spit.

Qian Qing walked around the street twice, and got a lot of supercilious looks, especially the gossip from the market aunt, which made him hide his face and run away.

"Look, this is a scholar. Fortunately, he talks about the way of Confucius and Mencius all day long, but what he does makes even us who haven't studied feel ashamed!"

The mother-in-law and aunt's mouth is really sharp. While mocking Qian Qingbai for reading sage books, it is good to teach his children popular science books.

"You girl is too high-minded, saying that a scholar is good. Look, if you marry such a scholar, even if you have a good future in the future, I'm afraid you will forget the poor wife who shared weal and woe."

This mother had been displeased with Qian Qing's poor appearance earlier, and she put on airs of a high-minded scholar in front of them with no money, so her ignorant daughter thought he was a good one.Now it is just used to teach her daughter a lesson, to let her know the consequences of not listening to the old man.

Seeing Qian Qing running away, the little girl felt very disappointed. She also thought that with Qian Qing's good looks, he would be very successful if he won the number one prize in the future.

Qian Qing covered his face with his sleeves all the way, and finally found a dilapidated temple before dark.It is not necessarily true that it is a ruined temple. The clay statue enshrined on it is not a Bodhisattva Buddha, but a beauty he has never seen before.

This is strange, the temple does not enshrine gods and Buddhas, but beauties are enshrined!

It's just that Qian Qing didn't care about admiring the beauty's appearance, and spread several piles of firewood on the ground by touching his injured buttocks to make a bed.He carefully put away his precious book, and then he got down on the stomach.

Seeing the desolate situation around, Qian Qing felt resentful, and thought to himself: "Mo Dao is poor, wait for me to win the number one prize in the future, and see how these people laugh at me."

Just thinking that he has already filed the case before Bao Zheng's case, even if he is the champion in the future examination, it may be a stain on his official career. When the time comes, people will talk about it, and the Holy Majesty will listen to the slander. At that time, wouldn't he be wronged?How can this happen!

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, Qian Qing couldn't help but began to blame Gao Qiufang, the instigator.Thinking that he didn't have a bridal chamber with the other party, and he didn't touch the other party's beauty, this woman died like this.It's fine if you die, and you're burdening yourself.

After thinking about it for a while, Qian Qing's consciousness became blurred and she gradually fell asleep.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, he suddenly heard a sweet voice calling himself, Qian Qing got up in a daze, and saw the splendor and splendor in his eyes in a trance, where there was still a bit of dilapidated scene of a ruined temple.

Standing in front of her was a pretty little girl, looking at her with shy and timid eyes, she opened and closed her small mouth and said to herself, "My son-in-law, the princess wants you to come over."

Qian Qing was taken aback, but there seemed to be some memory in his subconscious mind telling him that he was already the number one scholar in high school, and he was made a son-in-law by a glance from the princess at the Qionglin banquet.

So, even though the little girl dragged him forward, Qian Qing sneaked a peek at her from behind.

This girl is not very old, but her facial features are extremely delicate and beautiful, she smiles with anger, and her eyes are full of affection.Thinking of this, Qian Qing grabbed the girl with her backhand, the little girl stopped, and when she looked back, that pretty face turned into a bloody skeleton for some reason.

Qian Qing's head froze, and she screamed.

It's just that he was still holding on to the opponent, but when he was about to shake it off, it was as if he was bound by a powerful King Kong, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.

I saw that gorgeously dressed monster with a skull on its head made a weird laugh at him, and stared at him with two dark eyes, which was creepy.

Qian Qing couldn't bear it for a while, and woke up from the dream screaming.

A gust of wind passed by, and the ruined temple with no doors and windows covered it made old creaking sounds, and it was pitch black outside the door, not even a single starlight could be seen.The wind accompanied the dark night, and the sound of snoring mixed in the air lingered around me.

Qian Qing was awakened by the nightmare, seeing such a scene again, she couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Qian Qing was lying on the firewood with a stiff body, not daring to move.He always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness, which made him stand upside down with chills all over his body.

"Squeak..."

In the darkness, every sound could be heard very clearly. With a pale face, Qian Qing looked in the direction of the door tremblingly: "Who's there?"

He just asked several times but no one answered, so Qian Qing could only comfort himself that it was probably caused by the wind.

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps, one step, two steps, three steps... accompanied by the sound of ticking water, getting closer, closer.

Qian Qing clenched her hem hand tightly, and involuntarily thought of the bloody skull in her dream, and shrank into a ball in fright.

Stab it!

In the darkness, there was a soft sound of the fire igniting, and the surroundings were immediately enveloped in warm light.

"Wake up!"

Qian Qing was pushed on the shoulder, so frightened that he immediately jumped three feet high, begging for mercy.I was in a panic, but I heard a burst of laughter in my ear: "This man is so funny, he kowtows to me as soon as we meet."

Qian Qing heard a cheerful male voice, but when he looked up, he saw a young man with a sword on his back, a bundle around his waist, and a dusty face, about 20 years old.A pair of tiger and leopard-like eyes were staring at him.

Seeing that it was a young and strong man, Qian Qing immediately put away his frightened courage, carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said submissively: "I'm scared to death."

The young knight asked, "Why are you so scared when I came in just now?"

Qian Qing wiped the sweat from his face, and said: "Xiaosheng had a nightmare just now, so he was speechless, and I was so tired that I laughed at him."

The man said: "There's nothing to be afraid of, I just went to kill a villain, and I don't see you as timid."

Hearing that someone had been killed, Qian Qing's face turned green for a moment, and he looked at the other party in fear.But the person asked: "Have you ever heard of the recent news that the Yan family outside the north gate deceived the daughter of the Gao family at the foot of the west mountain, causing the daughter to commit suicide on the spot?"

Qian Qing was worrying about this matter, and she didn't want anyone to mention it.But at this moment, when he heard this person mention it again, he felt guilty immediately, so he could only lie and say: "I never heard of it."

The man seemed to be interested, untied the bag from his waist and spread it on the ground. Qian Qing was curious about what he was going to do, when he saw the head in the bag suddenly, he howled in fright, and fell a few steps open.

The man smiled and said, "This is Yan Jun's head. Now I'm going to find Qian Qing, do you recognize him?"

Qian Qing went to look at the man again, only to see that his tiger-like eyes were slowly oozing blood, and the corners of his mouth were bent into a strange shape. Unknowingly, the other's face overlapped with the dead Gao Qiufang's. At the same time, the faint candlelight shone on the stiff face of the dead body, but the other party kept shouting: "Give me back my life, give me back my life..."

Withered like an eagle's claws, a pair of ghostly hands slowly approached his eyes, Qian Qing yelled and ran out the door, ignoring the books of Confucius and Mencius, and just rushed forward with her head buried.The wind and thorns hit his face, and Qian Qing's face, hands, and feet were all covered with tiny bloodstains soon.

The moon had already risen at some point, and it shone miserably on the ground.Qian Qing didn't know how long he ran, exhausted physically and mentally, when he lost his strength, he fell to the ground.

Hush panting heavily, when he looked up, he saw that he was still lying in the ruined temple, his slightly relaxed heart suddenly tightened.At this moment, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, Qian Qing didn't even have time to scream, and immediately softened into a puddle of mud, and fell down without a sound.

"what happened?"

Old man Wang, who came out to collect firewood early in the morning, came to the ruined temple to rest his feet, but he saw Qian Qing kneeling on the ground panting. He was about to ask the other party what was going on, but he frightened the other party to death.

As soon as the old man Wang saw the life, he immediately reported it to the government. In just one day, there was a commotion in Wujiang County. The three main culprits in the fraudulent marriage incident that had caused a lot of noise a few days ago all died overnight. The death conditions were miserable. His face was distorted, and he was frightened to death at first glance.

The common people were talking about this matter after dinner, and everyone agreed that Qiu Fang, who died unjustly, came to take revenge.

The author has something to say:

Do I have any talent for writing fear? Maybe next time I can try a supernatural story.