I didn't intend to be a Fairy

A dozen or so people are all middle-aged. The two bodyguards were easily recognizable, wearing the same clothes, dressed as Jianghu people, one with a sharp knife in his hand, and the other with a chain flail in his waist. The rest were dressed as businessmen, and according to Dayan's regulations, the clothes were mainly black and white.

A group of people entered another pavilion, unloaded the goods, and piled them in a place where they could not be exposed to the rain. Then they took off their cloaks and shook the water off the ground.

The pavilion is not big, and the mule skins are solid, and they only hide from the rain under the trees.

A dozen or so people whispered in dialect accents, drenched in water and blown by the night wind, it was cold, some people couldn't help looking at the fire facing Song You, and the dry firewood in the corner of the pavilion, and immediately They pouted and stared at each other.

Finally a person came over and bowed to Song You.

"You are very polite, Mr. Xiao. You collected this firewood? I'm afraid it won't be used up all night, can you sell us some? The clothes are moistened, and I want to warm myself by the fire."

Dayan Yichao liked to call the Taoist priest Mr.

Song You is still wearing Taoist robes.

"I didn't collect it. I had it when I came. If you need it, you can use it at will."

"You're welcome."

The middle-aged businessman brought a small handful of firewood over, but instead of borrowing fire, he lit the fire himself, then took out the dry food, warmed it up in front of the fire, and ate the water while talking in a low voice, looking left and right from time to time.

The wind blew the sound over.

Hearing them discussing their previous decision to take shelter from the rain, Song You roughly understood the reason why they came here at night.

This group of people are all tea merchants. Originally, today's destination is the Didian thirty miles ahead, which is a convenient residence for merchants. However, there was heavy rain on the way. Some people’s goods had waterproof problems for some reason. They were afraid that the tea leaves would be soaked, so they found a place to shelter from the rain, but that section of the road was recently haunted by fog. As soon as they turned small and solved the waterproof problem, they set off in a hurry.

Passing here, it was already night, and it was not a good idea to walk at night, so I had to rest here.

Some people say that this section has already passed, and some people say that the tea sellers have moved away, so it must be the fog ghosts who are making trouble here. Some people said that we should not take shelter from the rain at that time, and some people said that we should not have stopped just now and should have continued to move forward. Someone also discussed Song You.

Although Song You was wearing a Taoist robe, he was really young. There was not a single Taoist in ten who could catch demons and exorcise ghosts these days. Naturally, no one took it seriously. After a few conversations, he no longer focused on him.

"The Fog Ghost..."

Song You stared at the fire in a daze.

This is a kind of ghost that is common in mountains and fields. It likes to appear in the fog. Those with low abilities cover their bodies with fog and often intimidate people to harm people. Those with high skills can spray fog to cover a place and attack pedestrians in the fog.

However, this kind of ghost usually does not become a climate, and ordinary bloody warriors, even bold and strong men, are not afraid of it.

The fire became smaller, and Song You added more firewood.

Before I knew it, the rain stopped.

When the mountain rain stops, there will often be fog, most of which are clusters of fog, or accumulate in mountain valleys, and this time is no exception.

It's just that the fog seems a little too thick.

Although the sky was late at first, it was not without light at all. You could vaguely see the outlines and shadows of the mountains in the distance. Where the fire was shining, you could also see the ancient cypresses beside the road and the weeds under the trees, but now it is just In a trance, the whole world seemed to be filled with thick fog.

There are neither mountains nor trees in the dense fog. Even if there are two pavilions not far away, there are still burning fires, but only the blurred lights of each other can be seen.

Even this flame was compressed to the limit by the fog.

It seemed to be weird without realizing it.

The merchants were shocked at once, they didn't know that they were met by ghosts.

"Everyone, don't be afraid! The more people are afraid, the more fierce it is!"

"That's right! Ghosts are also afraid of people!"

"Add firewood, firewood! Make the fire bigger!"

"No firewood..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, looking in the direction of another pavilion, only to see the orange flames.

Although there was only a distance of three or two feet, there was thick fog in the middle. Judging from the current situation, it seemed that only a small area illuminated by the fire was safe. Who would dare to go through the thick fog to get firewood there? Or should we all go together and simply go over there?

Suddenly there was a cold wind blowing outside.

Everyone turned their attention to the two bodyguards they had invited.

The bodyguard with the chain flail was beating his heart, and his eyes were slightly dodged. The one with the brow knife was facing everyone's eyes, but he turned his head and spit, and his brows were furious, even the little devil would be frightened by it:

"I'm going to borrow some firewood!"

"Brother, I will go with you!"

"It's okay, junior brother, you stay here and protect the masters. If you encounter a ghost in the middle, grandpa will kill it with one knife!"

"Chen Gong be careful!"

"You little brat, go back as soon as you go!"

The bodyguard surnamed Chen raised his brow sharp knife, strode into the dense fog, and went straight to the opposite fire. Seeing that he is not very tall, he has a bit of momentum.

Seeing this, all the merchants settled down a bit.

As the saying goes, people are 30% afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are 70% afraid of people. With such a brave warrior with strong vitality, ordinary little demons and ghosts are no longer afraid.

So everyone just watched the figure blur rapidly, and vaguely saw him swinging a knife a few times and swearing something with a Kansai accent, but the fog seemed to have the effect of blurring sight and sound, so they walked out a few step, I couldn't hear clearly.

The merchants became nervous again, sometimes staring at that side, sometimes turning their heads to look around.

Not long after, a figure came out from the fog.

It was the bodyguard with the surname Chen.

The bodyguard surnamed Chen still raised his brow sharp knife, but his other hand was empty, he just stood outside the pavilion, with a little panic on his face: "No, the little gentleman next to him has passed out, come quickly , help me carry him together!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked again, their pupils widened.

But the other bodyguard had already pulled out the shackle on his body, held it in his hand, hung down and shook it, but kept licking his lips to hide his nervousness.

In the end, the businessman who had gone to the pavilion next door to borrow firewood stood up, tried to calm down, and even gave a salute:

"I'm just passing by here to earn some hard-earned money, and I didn't bother you. If you are willing to leave here, I will go here when I return. I will bring some pig and sheep incense candles for you as a thank you."

"What did you say? Come here to lift someone up!"

"One step, one step, this sound is not learned well."

"..."

The bodyguard surnamed Chen froze immediately, stared at them with wide eyes, and in the next second, like a punctured balloon, the canopy exploded into a cloud of mist, merged into the surrounding fog, and disappeared without a trace.

This ghost went simply, but it was even more frightening.

Everything is as rumored...

However, according to the rumors, this ghost is not easy to deal with.

After about a flick of the finger, another figure came out of the fog, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a bundle of firewood in the other, and stepped over the fog in two or three hurried steps until he walked into the firelight range before relaxing.

This time he looked at everyone, only to find that everyone's eyes were wide open, staring at him with horror and suspicion.

The bodyguard surnamed Chen was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes became serious.

"What? What happened?"

"That fog ghost just pretended to be you, trying to coax us out."

"Has anyone gone?"

"It doesn't learn like..."

"Hmph, little trick!"

The bodyguard surnamed Chen loosened his left hand, and the firewood he was holding rolled on the ground with a gurgling sound. From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure walking in the fog, and he immediately became vigilant.

"Mr. Chen, how is it over there?"

"Which side?"

"Of course it's that little gentleman! Did he notice something unusual? Was he frightened? Did he not want you to borrow firewood?"

"this……"

The bodyguard surnamed Chen was stunned.

I was nervous just now, I hurried to borrow firewood, said a few words, and hurried back with the firewood, the firewood dropped several times, but I didn't care. Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that the pavilion over there and the little gentleman in the pavilion are surprisingly calm. Looking back at this moment, I can only think of the sound of crackling flames, nothing else.

After thinking about it, the bodyguard surnamed Chen said:

"I didn't care if there were too many, but as soon as I went to ask to borrow firewood, the little gentleman immediately agreed and asked me to take them all away."

"Have you explained the situation to him? Have you invited that little gentleman over?"

"Li Gong was joking, how could I forget about this?" Chen's surname escort was a little unhappy, "I told him that this place is haunted, that we have a lot of goods, and it is not convenient to move there to be with him, so I told him to come over. , but he just told me to take all the firewood away.”

"this……"

The merchants looked at each other again.

Still waiting to say something, there was a whimper, the wind sounded like a ghost crying, the cold wind brought rain, and the fire in the pavilion swayed and was almost extinguished.

The flame once turned crimson, reflecting the misty pavilion like a hellish hell.

Everyone hurriedly formed a circle to shelter from the wind, and the fire was rekindled, and the light in the pavilion became brighter again, which brought a sense of security.

The bodyguard surnamed Chen stood with a knife in his hand, and cursed again.

There is a folk saying that swear words can drive away little ghosts, maybe the guard surnamed Chen has this idea, maybe it's just for his own courage.

Regardless of the reason, the merchants really felt some comfort because of this. But after thinking about it, martial arts practitioners are full of energy and blood, and ghosts are hard to offend. If they have a bold heart that is not afraid of ghosts, they will be more stable, but ordinary warriors seem to have nothing to do with this elusive fog ghost. Self-protection, it is difficult to protect them.

And this firewood... Even if the fire is not blown out by the dark wind, it may not last until dawn.

This fog ghost can wait until they run out of firewood!

As soon as I thought of this idea, another gust of wind blew.

"call……"

It was more urgent and colder than before, as if it was blown from the skin to the internal organs, and went straight to the depths of the soul, making people tremble uncontrollably. And the fire seemed to be stimulated by something, and it suddenly shrank to the extreme, and only the scarlet charcoal could be seen.

Everyone has not had time to protect——

"call……"

The fire was extinguished instantly.

For a while, only the charcoal was left glowing scarlet, reflecting on the panicked faces, people are almost the same as ghosts.

The charcoal was still rapidly turning black and gray.

In panic, everyone saw a figure walking in the thick fog, and saw another fire not far away, with a vague yellow color in the thick fog.

The fire over there has not been extinguished! ?

"Go over there!"

Someone yelled, and everyone rushed to get up immediately, and ran towards the flame frantically.

The drizzle hit the body, and it was bone-chillingly cold.

The businessman surnamed Li has short stature and is the oldest. Even if he ran desperately, he ran the slowest. Seeing that the fire that represented safety was getting closer and closer, he suddenly felt a hand grabbing his clothes, and then grabbed He touched his arms and neck, as if the cold fingertips were about to pierce his own flesh. At that moment, he was terrified to the extreme. He stretched out his arms to grab the clothes of the person in front of him, but he couldn't reach them.

It's over now...

When he was about to die, he couldn't remember the polite words he had learned when he was in the business. He only knew that he might end up here today, that he might have his flesh and blood sucked out by that ghost, and nothing would be left.

At this critical moment, a callused hand grabbed him. The callus was as hard as wood, and the skin hurt from scratching.

The businessman surnamed Li opened his eyes wide, and found that the bodyguard who paid a lot of money had played a role. At this time, he grabbed his wrist tightly, and while cursing behind him, he dragged himself forward with great strength.

The two sides seem to be fighting for each other.

"Canopy..."

The businessman surnamed Li vaguely saw a flame burst out, as if a knot had been burnt, the cold feeling on his body disappeared immediately, and the pulling force behind him also disappeared, replaced by an irresistible force pulling him forward.

brush!

The businessman surnamed Li has been dragged into the pavilion.

The voice of the guard surnamed Chen spitting echoed in his ears again, and he said with pride and contempt:

"I'm so great!"

The businessman surnamed Li recovered from his panic, only to realize that the pavilion was so quiet——

It wasn't that there was no wind, but only ordinary wind, which was so subtle that it was almost inaudible. Compared with the howling ghosts and howling wolves just now, it was simply calm. And I saw the fire in the pavilion burning and crackling, and there was a comfortable temperature, and the dark wind seemed to be unable to blow in.

It's the same as when I first got here.

In the place where the flames illuminated, a young man was still sitting cross-legged on the ground in Taoist robes. He had a handsome face and a calm expression, his head was lowered, and the light of the fire was reflected in his eyes.

This pavilion is really peaceful.

Looking back at the outside again, the fog is still shrouded, and there are still people swaying. They are reluctant to leave, but they seem not to dare to approach.

"Everyone..."

It was the little gentleman's voice.

Everyone was shocked, and quickly turned their heads to look, with respectful eyes.

"Rest here tonight."

The little gentleman pursed his lips as he spoke, and turned his head to look outside the pavilion. There was a drizzle in the mist, and he added softly:

"Don't worry, I'll come to you when the rain stops."