After being picked up by Daxian

However, the Yunshui School has since then been called the "Ghost School".Those who entered were all skinned bizarrely, died violently, and died tragically outside the school.

After that, people who passed by, even outsiders who didn't know the truth, were all lured to the vicinity, and soon there was a shrill scream, which echoed for a long time.

Because these dead bodies turned into resentful ghosts, the hostility emanating from the ghost school became more and more serious.

In the deep school in the bamboo forest on the other side of the river, it has been shrouded in black mist all day long, and there is always a sad and sad cry from a woman: "Give me back my husband's skin... This is not my husband's skin..."

Although it is daytime, the story still feels cold and teeth chattering.After Hengqing heard this story, although she felt very touching, she also felt a little sympathetic and regretful. "What a disaster..."

"Hey, no one in our village dares to go to the other side of the river, because they are afraid that they won't know how they died..."

As if recalling some tragic scene, the skinny monkey-like village man couldn't help shivering, and said tremblingly.

Hengqing took out a handful of silver coins and handed them to the burly village man. "Thank you for your reminders. I just don't know where the ghost school is, and my young master and I will inevitably break into it. We are afraid of losing our lives. Please give us some pointers so that we can avoid it."

The village man couldn't shirk it, so he had to accept the money with a bit of embarrassment on his face. "We are going to dig lotus roots today. If you two are not afraid of getting dirty, you may as well go there with us. I will show you when we get to the river."

Seeing them nodding, the village man entertained them to an empty cottage.

"This is my third son's house. He just went to the city for a few days. If the two of you don't dislike being shabby here, you can stay here for a few days first."

After those two people left, Heng Qing and Xue Jiang sat on the simple bamboo stools, while drinking thick tea, they whispered: "It seems that this matter is not that simple."

"Originally, this fox demon is dead, that's all. However, this resentment can last for so long, and it has been lingering around this Yunshui Academy. With the power of a demon, it may be difficult to do it."

"From ancient times to the present, the disasters in the mortal world have all been caused by the people of the demon world. It's just that the power of the fairy world was too strong and suppressed the demon world before, so the demons and evil spirits did not dare to be arrogant. Now that all kinds of evil spirits are causing chaos, it is not difficult to imagine that the demon world will Use the grievances of these idiots and resentful ghosts to enhance their own strength and expand their influence."

"Looks like tonight, it's necessary to investigate the situation." Xue Jiang took out their bags and took out two light blue medicine bottles.

"There is a breath-holding pill in the bag, but it doesn't last long, it can only last for an hour. After we investigate the situation, we must leave as soon as possible, otherwise we will be discovered."

Hengqing took the medicine bottle and put it in her sleeve.Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps outside the door, the two hurriedly put away their bags.

I saw another young and strong man standing at the door holding fishing equipment and shouting boldly: "The two guests in the house, Dazhu from the Shui family, Erzhu told me to call you to go pick lotus root together. The two of them It’s already over there, tell me to take you there.”

"The big pillar and the second pillar must be the two villagers just now, let's go there."

The two of them followed the man out of the room, the middle-aged man and the older teenagers just now disappeared, only a few women, children and old people were left, still picking vegetables and chatting, presumably they all went out to dig lotus roots.

The two followed the strong man, turned left and right in the forest, walked about two or three miles, and gradually heard the sound of water flowing.Then the path became more and more open, and at the end, there was a lush dark green bamboo forest in front of you, the surface of the river was clear, and all the sludge and dead branches had settled on the bottom of the river, which was clearly visible.

This originally quiet river bank is now full of bustling villagers, carrying wooden barrels, holding utensils, supporting bamboo rafts, yelling and singing to each other, extremely happy.

After a while, it began to rain lightly by the river, and the villagers enthusiastically handed over their oil-paper umbrellas, while they wandered freely in the rain, unrestrained and comfortable.

Soon, they saw the figures of Dazhu and Erzhu: "Guests, let's get on the bamboo raft. We are all good at water, let's take you to see the fresh white lotus root!"

Therefore, Xue Jiang and Heng Qing followed the villagers who knew water and boarded the bamboo raft.Holding an oil-paper umbrella, the bamboo raft is in the deep water, pushing away the clumps of reeds.

The blue lotus leaves stretched to the sky, trembling with the wind, as if they could not bear the rain.In this precariousness, she shows a helpless and weak posture, which is pitiful.

The bamboo raft traveled about tens of feet, and the old and young people who accompanied the raft dug out the lotus root from the mud with ease, and just washed it in the water casually, and the lotus root showed its original white, plump and tender appearance.Put it in your mouth and chew it raw, the juice overflows, and there is a hint of cool summer.

Seeing Hengqing and Xuejiang standing still, Da Zhu and Er Zhu jumped onto their bamboo raft with the fresh lotus root in their hands.Hengqing couldn't stand still, and almost fell into Xuejiang's arms.

"The water here is very clean. We all carry water from here and drink it home. Wash the lotus root and eat it. Why don't you try it?"

Hengqing took the fresh and dripping plump white lotus root, broke one of them in half, and handed it to Xuejiang.

Xuexiang took the lotus root and touched Hengqing's fingers.With the wetness of the water dripping from the lotus root, the heat spread along the fingertips to where the water droplets touched, making his hands tremble uncontrollably.

Tasting the lotus root in her mouth carefully, Heng Qing said while chewing: "Well... a bit, (like) the Yulu fruit in the heaven, but it's sweeter and juicier..."

After all, he put the rest of the lotus root into his mouth, chewed it with relish, and licked all the juice off his hands after eating.

Xuejiang put the half of the white lotus root that he had just given to him in his mouth, and when he first bit the lotus root, there was a crisp sound, and the juice in it couldn't stop overflowing.Afterwards, the white lotus root and lotus juice had a bit of astringent and mild taste, which melted sweetly on the tip of the tongue, and the tongue immediately became salivary.

Both of them were addicted to eating, so Xuejiang asked Hengqing to take some more pieces of raw lotus root, and shared them with him. He wiped it with his fingers without hesitation.

"Clumsy, you can eat like this when you eat."

Although the words were slightly reproachful, the actions were extremely intimate.Hengqing was taken aback for a moment, but felt a little embarrassed, and the tips of her ears were also stained a little pink.

After eating, the others had almost dug the lotus root, and threw all the washed white, plump and tender lotus root into sacks.The lotus diggers, young and old, laughed heartily, even though they were all covered in the mud of lotus digging.

Affected by the cheerful atmosphere, Heng Qing and Xue Jiang joined the ranks of digging lotus roots despite the villagers' obstruction, enjoying this ordinary fun.

It was not until it was getting dark that everyone put away the dug lotus root and prepared to return.The villagers sang songs together and supported the bamboo raft, very happy.

Although the water is cold, everyone is full of energy. With the hard work and spirit of the farmers themselves, they sing songs with other heroes on the boat, with loud and melodious voices.

Accompanied by the singing, after driving a few feet, the fat pillar suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side of the river.

"On weekdays, under the bright sun, the ghost school looks like an ordinary cottage. But when the sky darkens, a cloud of black mist will appear there. Here, it's on the other side."

The two looked in the direction pointed by the big pillar, and sure enough, when they came earlier, they didn't notice anything unusual there.When he returned, the place was already covered by a faint black mist, faintly exuding a strange and magical energy.

"The black mist was not so thick before, but it has become more and more serious recently. The sky has not completely darkened yet, and the black mist can already be seen. There are more and more pedestrians who are harming, and we are all in danger. Those who dare not go near there."

After listening to Da Zhu's words, Er Zhu also looked panic-stricken.

"I passed by unintentionally before. I was curious to hold the bamboo raft and wanted to see what was there. I saw a mass of skinned flesh and blood. I was so scared that I turned around and ran away. As a result, my eyes went dark. Then I woke up. I haven’t been able to move for several days, and my whole body is covered with injuries. After hearing from the person who saved me, I realized that I was almost trapped in it. It was the people nearby who heard my screams and came to drag me out. That black mist, now that I think about it, I am afraid..."

"This kid doesn't believe in evil. He sneaked to the other side of the river by himself. He was so frightened that he was so scared. Now he is very timid."

Dazhu looked at the shivering Erzhu, just snorted disdainfully, and then said with a serious expression: "My family's Erzhu is lucky, someone was killed in front, although we arrived, it was too late, even Those who go to save people now will die miserably there. If the black mist spreads to this side, we may have to move away too. You two, don't run over there just out of curiosity."

After hearing this, Hengqing and Xuejiang also nodded solemnly.With the sound of bamboo rafts and singing, everyone gradually moved away from the black mist, and lit a fishing fire.

In the distance deep in the reeds, thousands of houses are already brightly lit.Curls of cooking smoke rose, and the black mist on the other side became deeper and more terrifying.

After returning to the village, he bid farewell to the villagers and returned to his original residence.It was inconvenient to use immortal techniques to purify the body in the residence, so the two washed their bodies one after another, and changed into the coarse cloth clothes prepared by Dazhu and Erzhu.

Soon, Dazhu Erzhu sent some meals, although they were all simple rural meals, but the aroma was still exciting.The lotus root they dug up just now has been made into stir-fried lotus root slices, the color is white, and the addition of chili, green onion and garlic makes it even more delicious.

Xue Jiang flicked the wick in the oil lamp, and the flame suddenly brightened. "The people here are very enthusiastic, and they really have a good reputation for being simple and hospitable."

"Yeah, it's rare that the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, people's hearts are simple and simple, and life is simple and happy." Hengqing sighed. "Being a simple person is happier than being a god."

"When I came down to earth, I heard people say, "What kind of duck or fairy?"

Hearing Xue Jiang's words, Hengqing was a little dumbfounded. "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals."

"Ah? Oh yes, that's it, it's almost the same."

Xue Jiang coughed a few times, in order to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, he picked up the wooden chopsticks and picked up a slice of lotus root. "Huh? It doesn't seem to be the same as the morning one? But it's delicious."

"That's right. Compared with the raw lotus root in the morning, this kind of fried lotus root slices, with local spices, has another unique flavor."

Seeing Heng Qing eating with gusto, Xue Jiang suddenly thought of playing tricks, and brought the plate of fried lotus root slices to his own bowl.

"Immortals mainly feed on aura, and they cannot be greedy for mortal food like humans. Your strength is unstable now, and eating too much food with low aura is not good for your body. Therefore, I will help you clean up these lotus roots with difficulty. film."

Seeing that the other party unceremoniously pulled most of the lotus root slices into his bowl, he pushed the remaining few pieces of the plate towards himself. "Here, this is enough for you to eat."

Hengqing: "..."