Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 41 The Hanged Ghost

Today, since Widow Du saw Li Xiuyuan returning to the Taoist temple in the morning, her calm heart became warm again, and she didn't have the mind to do needlework anymore, so she always wanted to take some time to visit the young master, and take a look at it Does the young master despise himself as a widow in the mountain village?

Especially thinking of what Aunt Wang said a few days ago, she felt a little ashamed again.

However, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I prepared some delicate side dishes according to Aunt Wang's richness, bought a pot of wine, and in the name of thank you, I carried the food box with a sense of integrity Go to the Taoist temple on the mountain.

After leaving the village and walking on the mountain road leading to the Taoist temple, Widow Du's heart was still throbbing, she lowered her head slightly ashamed and hurried on her way.

Today she deliberately took a hot bath, and even took off the long-awaited hair, and put a big braid in front of her body. The jet-black braid hadn't dried completely, and there was a bit of moisture.

Moreover, Widow Du didn't wear her usual old clothes today. She changed into new clothes, a blue printed skirt that she seldom wears, but the clothes are a bit inappropriate and feel very stiff.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't wear this dress." She sighed helplessly in her heart.

It can be said that this is the case, but there is some expectation that after meeting the young master, will the young master look at him more?
After thinking about it wildly, Widow Du's face became slightly hot again.

But when she was thinking so wildly and waiting for her to come back to her senses, she found that she had gone astray.

Widow Du found that she had left the avenue leading to the Taoist temple, and walked along a small path to the hillside.

I looked in the direction of the Taoist temple, and found that the mountain top of the Taoist temple was deviated from my own.

He spat by himself, but hurriedly chose his own way to go back, fearing that it would be late and the food and wine would be cold.

But after walking for a while, Widow Du suddenly saw an old dead tree on a small mound not far away, and there seemed to be a person standing under the dead tree, and that person seemed to be waving to herself.

"It's the young master."

Widow Du's eyes lit up, but she was pleasantly surprised.

The one standing under the dead tree was none other than Li Xiuyuan, whom she had been thinking about day and night. At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was wearing black clothes, smiling, waving at her constantly, signaling her to come this way.

Widow Du was overjoyed, so she wanted to go to meet him, but after walking a few steps, she saw that the road in front of her was cut off, and the surrounding area was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had been here for a long time.

"Why is the young master there?" She was a little puzzled.

But seeing Li Xiuyuan waving his hands constantly, Widow Du was also anxious, so she hurriedly carried her dress and stepped over the weeds towards Li Xiuyuan. Finally, she finally crossed the weedy wasteland and came under this dead tree.

"Master, why are you here?" Widow Du called out happily, with a shy face.

Li Xiuyuan, who was dressed in black, didn't speak, but pointed to Widow Du with a smile and then opened his arms, as if he wanted to hug her.

Widow Du blushed immediately: "Young master, how did this happen, and this is a barren mountain, it would be bad if someone saw it."

Li Xiuyuan, who was dressed in black, did not speak, but still opened his arms, showing a bit of urgency.

Widow Du saw that the young master was a little impatient, so she softened her heart and walked over with a blushing face, and leaned into the man's arms shyly, thinking that if someone saw this, she would be ashamed to death if it was spread out.

But Li Xiuyuan just hugged her tightly, and the hug became tighter and tighter, his strength was unbelievable, and his body was very stiff.

Gradually, Widow Du only felt that her head was dizzy, as if she was going to faint from suffocation, but she didn't object, she just thought it was good to fall into the arms of the young master.

At this moment, the cool wind hit, and Widow Du's body swayed slightly.

In a daze, he felt that the young master's arms were not safe.

However, looking from the side, there was no sign of Li Xiuyuan. There was only a dead tree with an old grass rope hanging on the branch of the dead tree. The rope was tied with a knot, like a hanging rope.

But Widow Du got her head into the rope, the quilt was tightly covered, and her originally fair face was flushed at the moment, but Widow Du didn't seem to notice it, her eyes were closed, and there was no pain on her face , but revealed a bit of joy and enjoyment, as if indulging in some kind of illusion and couldn't extricate himself.

The small mouth was slightly opened, and the tongue became longer and longer.

One of the stepping stones under his feet had been kicked off at some point.

Soon, as Widow Du swayed, another stepping stone was kicked away.

At this time, Widow Du was hanging on the straw rope, and her whole body twitched slightly, but she was still muttering to herself: "Big, young master, you strangled me too tightly, I'm a little out of breath." Don't be angry."

At the beginning, Widow Du could still speak softly, but after that, she didn't even have the strength to speak, and she seemed to have passed out due to lack of oxygen.

But just when Widow Du's aura was about to disappear.

A black shadow hangs above the straw rope. This black shadow sways slightly with the swing of the hanging rope, as if it is about to merge with Du Widow's figure.

"Hey~!"

Suddenly, a whistling sound passed by, and an arrow flew from a distance. The arrow broke the grass rope, passed through the black shadow, and nailed the black shadow to the dead tree. .

Because the strength was too strong, Yuwei was still trembling slightly.

"A hanged ghost dares to find a substitute in front of me. Believe it or not, I will beat you out of your wits."

A steady and powerful voice sounded, but I saw a handsome young man wearing a brocade robe, holding a three-stone bow, and carrying a big gun, striding forward from the mountains.

"Pfft~!"

The straw rope was shot, and Widow Du fell to the ground immediately.

Li Xiuyuan hurriedly dared to come to have a look, and sniffed Widow Du's breath, but saw that her breath was weak, sometimes absent.

"Not good."

His face suddenly turned aside, he hurriedly put down the bow and arrow, and immediately helped her breathe.

But it didn't seem to be of any use. Widow Du had been haunted by the hanged ghost for a certain period of time.

Immediately, Li Xiuyuan didn't care too much, pinched her nose, took a breath, and poured air into her mouth mouth to mouth.

I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs run.

Li Xiuyuan still knew these first aid methods, and he forgot them before he came to this world.

(End of this chapter)