As night fell, Ning Wuque had eaten the food delivered by Qingfeng, stayed in the Taoist temple room and lit a candle.

Sitting at the square table to study, Ning Wuque, who was introverted in his previous life, had no friends, and he studied at night. This was his first time to study at night in Ningjia Village. In Ningjia Village, there were not many opportunities to read at night. His family background could not even light an oil lamp at night, so there was no need to mention candles.

After a while, Taoist Baiyun knocked in and Ning Wuque quickly got up and bowed.

Seeing Ning Wuwei Deng read at night, he nodded in a rare way and looked inside the house a few times. A smile appeared on Taoist Baiyun's old-fashioned and thin face, and said, "It is a good thing to study hard, don't be tired of your body."

"The county trial is approaching, and the young student wants to read more scriptures, but he is disturbing Taoist priest." Ning Wuque apologized with a smile.

Ning Wuque's eyes were clear and his smile was very friendly, which made Taoist Baiyun less suspicious. He nodded and said, "Since that's the case, you can read it, and I won't disturb you."

After saying that, Taoist Baiyun walked out of the wing room, closed the door, and thought to himself, "Can I really misunderstood? He was just temporarily possessed by a monster?"

After thinking about it, Taoist Baiyun took out a yellow-bottomed and red-lined talisman from his arms, muttered something, pinched a handprint with his right hand, pointed it at the talisman paper with one finger, and pointed it at it. The cinnabar lines on the talisman paper burst into a faint green light.

The green light disappeared, and Taoist Baiyun immediately pasted the talisman paper on the door. Through the window screen, he could vaguely see the black shadow of the scholar sitting by the candlelight in the room. He shook his head, as if he was immersed in the sea of ​​books.

"With this talisman, if there is a little demonic energy in the room, my path will immediately notice it. If you call a disciple to watch it, nothing will happen. If Zhang Qing is coming tomorrow, he still needs to prepare."

Thinking of this, Taoist Baiyun left the courtyard.

Inside the house, Ning Wuque listened to the footsteps of Taoist Baiyun gradually moving away and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know what the talisman that Taoist Baiyun posted on the door of the house had, Ning Wuque knew that it was definitely not a good thing for him.

He was not sure if he was a demon. If he was not, everything would be fine, but what if he was? He was killed by Taoist Baiyun?

Not afraid of ten thousand, just fear of what if.

After dying once, Ning Wuque finally had family affection, but Ning Wuque didn't want to die like this. He took out a white paper cut into a human shape from the bed, Ning Wuque placed it on a chair, and then used a thread to pull it up to form a reading shape. If you look from outside, you can only see a figure reading a book hazy.

This is the method that Ning Wuque finally thought of, and it is similar to folk shadow puppetry. The candle is the type in front of the statue of Baiyun Temple, which is enough to last all night. Now Ning Wuque just prays not to come in suddenly. If no one comes in, he will not find that there is just a piece of white paper inside.

It felt almost done. Ning Wuque tiptoed to the wooden window and opened it. He had already observed that this was the backyard of the Taoist temple. Outside the wooden window was the woods behind the Taoist temple. There was a snow-capped mountain opposite. Just stay in the mountains for one night.

The wooden window was about two meters away from the ground. When it was placed in the past, Ning Wuque probably had to work hard, but after drinking the soup made by Baiyun Taoist, Ning Wuque's body was several times stronger than before. He jumped gently and jumped out of the window and fell lightly on the snow without making any sound.

"If I drink it for a month, it won't be a problem to become a martial arts master."

Feeling the power in his body, it is not an exaggeration to describe Ning Wuque's current situation by using his body as light as a swallow. Under the snowy white, the hazy snow-capped mountains opposite, and the shadowy trees look gloomy and terrifying.

Ning Wuque jumped quickly from the three-foot snow, like a rabbit jumping on the white snow, quickly rushing into the woods and running towards the deep mountains as if flying.

"Huhuhuhu... I'm dying from the mountain to the death, Yaya, looking at the snow-capped mountains that are only more than one mile away, they are more than ten miles away from Baiyun Temple, and they are exhausted."

Ning Wuque fell on the snow, gasping heavily, looking back at the end of the pale snow road, a small Taoist temple appeared and appeared.

At this time, a full moon had risen on the other end of the Taoist temple, which made Ning Wuque know that he was walking west. Although he was only wearing a thin long gown, he did not feel any chill. Instead, a heat flow from his body surged out from his lower abdomen, spreading to his internal organs, and to his limbs and bones. This feeling had happened before when he was taking medicine, and at this time he felt that it was obvious that the medicinal power of the decoctions had not been absorbed yet.

"Walking inside a little longer, it's better to find a cave to hide."

Although he had been more than ten miles away from Baiyun Temple, Ning Wuque was still not sure if he would be discovered by Taoist Baiyun. The mysterious Taoist technique was too mysterious for him, so he should be careful, the farther he could be.

After breaking a branch that was smug from the tree, Ning Wuque took it in his hand and walked carefully towards the depths of the snow-capped mountains. If it were other seasons, Ning Wuque would not dare to walk into the mountains casually. In the deep mountains of this era, there were many wild animals such as tigers, leopards, bears, and wild wolves. Ning Wuque's father was a hunter who made a living by selling the fur of prey and did not dare to go deep into the mountains.

However, it is winter now, and there has just been a snowfall. These beasts are sleeping in their nests and rarely come out to move. Even so, Ning Wuque dared not be careless. He did not die at the hands of Taoist Baiyun, but died at the hands of wild beasts in the mountains. That would be too frustrating.

Fearing all the way, Ning Wuque finally found a cave. The entrance was not big and it was not deep inside. The moonlight shone in along the entrance, seven or eight meters wide, with rugged stones, and the sound of dripping water ticking.

Hiding in the cave, Ning Wuque breathed a little relieved, wiped off the fine sweat beads on his forehead, leaned against the cold rock wall, and couldn't help but curse, "Sister, what kind of evil am I suffering? People are all powerful. I don't know whether I am a monster or not. I have to hide from each other, so I'm so worried that I will be a monster."

"Tang Monk said that both humans and fairies are born by mothers, and different people are born by humans and monsters, and monsters are born by monsters. If I am a monster, can't I become a human monster?"

Thinking of the charming and charming creatures in a certain country, Ning Wuque shivered, "Uh... or a demon?"

He was struggling with whether he was a "sexual" or a "demon". Time passed, and the moon was in the middle of the sky. When the middle of the day was approaching, when the yin energy was the heaviest in the day, a yin wind blew into the cave, causing Ning Wuque to tremble.

Looking outside, a huge round moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight flutters gently with the treetops.

I have looked at the moon a lot in my previous life, but Ning Wuque never felt that the moon was so beautiful. The faint moon halo slowly condensed, forming a silver-white giant wolf, which roared towards the full moon.

"Aowu..."

At that moment, Ning Wuque saw himself transform into a wolf and roaring towards the sky.
Chapter completed!