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Chapter 93 [Wang Chuyi Encounters a Demon] (7400 words)
Chapter 7400 [Wang Chuyi Encounters a Demon] ( words)
Chen Yan changed his shoes, put on his down jacket, and followed Chuyi out. They walked through the village to the west, came to the foot of the mountain, and followed the path on the hillside all the way up.

The mountain path had some rough outlines and was paved with stones, but after a day of snow, the road was already very slippery. The hill where the wild temple was located was not high, just a small hillside. Behind the hill was a large area of forest, stretching out for about two or three miles.

The two of them climbed up the mountain in the dark and came to the entrance of the temple. Chen Yan looked up at the dilapidated gate. The temple was pitch black... Chuyi beside him was breathing slightly.

He suddenly frowned and looked at Chuyi beside him. The guy looked anxious and stared at him, wondering, "Brother Xiaoyan? Why, why don't you go in?"

Chen Yan discovered a detail that he had overlooked on the way.

After looking at Chuyi for a few times, Chen Yan suddenly asked, "How much distance did you run tonight?"

"Hmm?" Chuyi was stunned for a moment: "I will go down the mountain, go to the village, find your house, and then come back..."

Chen Yan calculated...it was probably a few kilometers round trip, and he also had to climb a mountain!

This kid...isn't his physical fitness a little too good?
Now looking at Chuyi who was slightly out of breath, Chen Yan recalled his journey here: he had vital energy to nourish his body, and his body was much stronger than that of ordinary people, so he was walking quite fast!
Chuyi, this guy, was able to follow him all the way without falling behind. When he ran to the temple on the top of the mountain, he was just slightly out of breath?

Chen Yan looked at Chu Yi calmly using the Qi-gazing technique, but there was no vital energy flowing through his body.

Never mind... now is not the time to think about this.

Chen Yan shook his head, took a deep breath, and walked into the temple gate.

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This wild temple on the mountain is where Chen Yan has come to play many times since he was a child.

Children in the countryside like to run wild and run around. Climbing trees, swimming in rivers, and climbing mountains are common occurrences.

When Chen Yan was a child, he would follow the children in the village to the mountains to play when he had nothing to do. He remembered that at that time, he had seen the old monk in this temple - at that time, the old monk was not as old as he is now.

The old monk was not a bad person. When children climbed over the wall to play in the temple, he did not get angry, nor did he yell at them, nor did he chase them away with a broom. Occasionally, he would smile and take out some malt sugar for the children to eat.

I remember there was an orange tree planted in the temple yard. Every autumn, he allowed children to enter the temple to pick oranges from the tree.

The child climbed the tree to pick oranges, and the old monk sat under the tree and smiled.

In my impression, he should be a kind person.

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The wild temple is not big, just a courtyard.

Opposite the main gate is the main hall—it's called a hall, but it's actually just a tiled house. It's not very large, but it's more regular and taller than an ordinary house. Inside are clay Buddha statues, the paint has peeled off, revealing the clay inside.

There is no donation box, just an incense burner that has been passed down from who knows when, and it is carved from stone.

There was no futon, but two wooden boards.

In addition, the east wing is the meditation room where the old monk lives, and the west wing is the kitchen and firewood room.

There is a small door behind the kitchen, leading to a vegetable garden at the back.

The wild temple in the countryside is only this big.

When Chen Yan was a child, he heard people talk about the origin of this wild temple on the mountain: This was originally an ancient temple on the mountain, but it was not clear in which dynasty it was built. Anyway, the villagers could not tell when it was built. It seemed that this temple had been there for generations.

It is said that a long time ago, the temple was quite popular - after all, it was the only temple in the area.

But later, I heard that a hundred years ago, due to the war, all the monks in the temple fled and it became abandoned.

This barren land lasted for decades.

The old monk in the village now is a later arrival - he was originally a local and married a woman from a neighboring village.

I heard that when he was young, there was a flood and his wife and children died, but he himself survived by chance.

He left the village and wandered around for a few years in an unknown place. A few years later, he returned to the village. Perhaps he still couldn't figure it out and saw that the world was empty, so he sold his house and land in the village.

Then he took the money and signed a contract with the village to lease the hilltop where the wild temple was located. He settled down in the temple and became a monk.

After Chuyi came to the temple, the old monk asked someone to separate half of the meditation room in the east wing where he lived, and built a wall in the room, so that he could have a small room alone for Chuyi.

Chen Yan followed Chuyi into the old monk's meditation room and turned on the light. Chen Yan checked the bed first, reached out and touched it, and found the quilt was cold.

After looking around, Chen Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows!
He squatted down and looked at the bedside - there was a pair of shoes!

(The old monk is missing, and... he's not even wearing shoes!)

Then he looked at the chair next to him and saw an old padded monk's robe hanging on it.

(No coat on!)
There was no way he could have walked there on his own—it was so cold, and it was snowing outside. Who would go out barefoot without shoes or a coat?

Chen Yan thought for a moment and asked Chuyi seriously, "Are you sure you've looked in the temple?"

"Yes, I've looked everywhere. I've also checked the main hall, the courtyard, the kitchen, and the vegetable patch in the backyard."

Chen Yan nodded, then took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight mode, and turned to leave the meditation room.

He walked around the temple inside and outside, and took Chuyi with him, but he found nothing.

However, when Chen Yan returned to the yard and stood in front of the Zen room, he suddenly had an idea. He took three or two steps to the steps, then raised the flashlight on his mobile phone and shone it on the ground in the yard.

After a day of snow, the ground in the yard was already covered with a layer of white!

Especially around the Zen room, the ground was covered with a layer of snow.

After Chen Yan looked around, he understood clearly!

There's something wrong with the footprints!
I carefully identified the direction of the footprints on the snow and found that they were left by the places where Chuyi and I had just walked!

There was only a circle of footprints left around the Zen room - those were left by Chuyi when he was searching around the Zen room after he discovered that the old monk was missing!

besides……

There are no footprints!

Such a living person, whether he left on his own, or was abducted by someone or something...

There are no footprints left in the snow?

Chen Yan frowned and turned to look at Chu Yi, who looked bewildered. He thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, let's go to the forest behind and take a look."

"Okay!" Chuyi had no idea, so he just listened to whatever Chen Yan said. He nodded hurriedly and ran into the woods behind the mountain.

The two entered the forest, which was covered in snow, making it very difficult to walk. After running for a few minutes, Chen Yan used the Qi-gazing technique to observe and indeed saw a faint demonic aura in the forest, but it was slowly dissipating.

Chen Yan's eyes lit up. He pinched the magic formula with one hand and prepared his finger sword. He put the other hand into his pocket, holding Gu Qingyi's "Mother's Sword" talisman, and strode towards the place where the evil spirit dissipated.

Chuyi ran away from behind him, and although he looked a little embarrassed, he still followed closely. Until the two of them climbed over a small hill, the evil spirit in front of them suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of it anymore!

Chen Yan stopped, squinted his eyes and frowned, looked at it carefully, and then sighed softly.

This mountain is neither big nor small. It's not something that Chuyi and I can search in the middle of the night.

The demonic aura was faint and not very strong, probably because I arrived late and most of the remaining debris had already dissipated. Wandering aimlessly in the mountains in the middle of the night wasn't a good idea.

"Let's go back first." Chen Yan shook his head and said to Chuyi: "We'll think of a solution when we get back."

"I, my master...are you not going to look for him?" Chuyi looked at Chen Yan helplessly.

"We have to find it! But it's the middle of the night now. It's not a good idea for just the two of us to run around aimlessly in the mountains! Do you understand?" Chen Yan shook his head and patted Chuyi's shoulder: "Let's go back and discuss a solution."

After walking in the mountains for so long, the accumulated snow soaked both of their shoes, and their faces felt dry and cold - Chen Yan was fine, but Chuyi's face was a little pale from the cold.

The two returned along the same route and it took them nearly twenty minutes to reach the back door of the wild temple.

As soon as he walked into the back door, Chen Yan suddenly stopped moving!

Looking around, I saw a dim light on in the temple courtyard, which should have been pitch black! The light in the old monk's meditation room was on!

Chen Yan took a deep breath... He clearly remembered turning off the lights when he came out!
In the light of the lamp, the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen on the window of the Zen room. In the wind, it seemed as if someone was coughing softly inside the room, and the sound was carried by the wind.

Before Chen Yan could speak, Chu Yi heard the cough and immediately exclaimed, "Master!"

Without waiting for Chen Yan's reaction, he yelled and ran over...

Chen Yan didn't try to hold him back. Seeing Chuyi had already rushed into the meditation room, he narrowed his eyes, pinched the talisman paper in his pocket with his fingers, and followed him with big strides.

Walking to the door of the Zen room, Chen Yan looked coldly inside. Inside, the old monk was leaning against the bed, his sallow face full of wrinkles, hidden in the shadow of the light, making it hard to see clearly. He also seemed to be exhausted, his body leaning against the headboard, one hand hanging weakly by the bed.

Chuyi sat by the bed, holding the old monk's hand, trembling as if unable to speak.

Chen Yan stood outside the door and first used the Qi-gazing technique to take a look. He found that there was nothing unusual about the old monk. He pondered for a moment and walked in.

"Chuyi, where have you been? Why aren't you staying in the temple?" The old monk on the bed sighed and shook his head.

Chuyi opened his mouth stupidly and was speechless, but Chen Yan strode over and said loudly: "He woke up in the middle of the night and found that you were missing. He searched the temple but couldn't find you. He was so scared that he went down the mountain to the village to find someone to help.

He dragged me here, and just now I accompanied him to the woods behind the temple and wandered around for a long time, just to look for you."

Chen Yan said, squinting his eyes at the old monk: "Master, where did you go in the middle of the night?"

The old monk's sallow face was hidden in the shadow of the lamp. After hearing Chen Yan's words, he raised his head and looked over with cloudy eyes. He recognized him first, then asked doubtfully, "You, you, are..."

"I'm Xiaoyan, from Old Lady Huang's family in the village." Chen Yan said with a smile, "My old lady passed away a few days ago, and there was a funeral ceremony at home. You went to my house before—don't you remember me?"

"Old Lady Huang's..." The old monk thought for a moment, then nodded, his voice clearly weak: "I remember, yes, I remember you... When you were a child, you loved to come to the mountain and steal oranges from my yard."

"Yes, Master, it's me." Chen Yan nodded and sat down on the stool in the room. "Where did you go just now? You know how worried Chuyi was."

The old monk shook his head. "I had an asthma attack in the middle of the night. My chest felt tight and I couldn't breathe. I... I went out to get some fresh air and accidentally walked a little further. Alas, I didn't expect that I would make the child anxious..."

As he spoke, he suddenly touched his chest and started coughing.

Go out for some fresh air?

In this cold winter, you go out into the snow barefoot without shoes or outer clothes to get some fresh air?

Chen Yan sneered in his heart.

The old monk coughed for a long time, and Chuyi was serving him by wiping his chest and patting his back.

Chen Yan remained calm and just looked at the old monk quietly, without saying a word or standing up.

Sure enough, the old monk coughed for a while, and when he saw that Chen Yan did not react at all, he slowly stopped.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at Chen Yan. "Old Lady Huang... I'm sorry to bother you tonight. It's so dark out here, so hurry down the mountain and go home. The path is slippery, so be careful when you walk, and don't fall."

Chen Yan smiled. Under the dim light in the room, his smile looked very cheerful, and his tone was very relaxed: "There's no rush to go down the mountain. I just happened to learn some Chinese medicine in the city. Aren't you sick? Let me take a look at you."

The old monk was stunned: "No, no need, the village doctor has already seen me and even gave me an IV drip..."

Chen Yan said calmly, "Let's see. You've been on IV drip for several days and it's not getting better. Besides, I'm a Chinese medicine student, so I don't need IV drips."

As he spoke, Chen Yan looked at Chuyi and said, "Chuyi, go get me a pot of hot water. I've been running for such a long time, and I'm thirsty." "Huh? Ah! Great!" Chuyi saw that his master had found it, and his anxiety disappeared. Originally, this kid had a simple mind, but now he had no worries and laughed heartily, "Brother Xiaoyan, wait, I'll go get you some water!"

"Well, it's cold. Drinking cold water will make your throat sore. Pour me a cup of hot water." Chen Yan smiled faintly.

Chuyi was stunned for a moment, hesitating for a while: "Brother... the kitchen, there is no hot water in the kitchen, I..."

"Go ahead and boil it." Chen Yan said with a pleasant smile, "I'm not afraid of waiting, I just want to have a sip of hot water."

"Okay!" Chuyi nodded immediately: "Brother Xiaoyan, please sit down. I'll go boil some water."

Seeing Chuyi running out, Chen Yan turned around and closed the door of the meditation room, then turned to look at the old monk on the bed.

Chen Yan's tone turned cold.

"There's no hot water in the kitchen. I saw it clearly when I was searching the temple. I deliberately sent Chuyi away and asked him to boil water. We have plenty of time to chat, Master!"

The old monk said nothing, but just let out a breath.

"What nonsense about chest tightness and needing to go out for air? That fool Chuyi believed it, but for me..." Chen Yan sneered, staring at the old monk and said slowly: "Master, since you know I am from Old Lady Huang's family, do you still dare to lie to me?"

The old monk, curled up in the quilt on the bed, shuddered, then finally looked up at Chen Yan. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said, "...Old Lady Huang is gone. Even if you are his grandson, it's useless. You should go back."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I've tested it now... It seems that you also know that my grandmother, Old Lady Huang, is capable."

He raised his left hand, forming a sword gesture with his fingers, and sneered, "I don't care what you're thinking. If you want to harm Chuyi, believe it or not, I can kill you!"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Yan carefully, shook his head, smiled bitterly and sighed: "Are you afraid that I will harm Chuyi? You are wrong, I raise Chuyi as my son, and I will never harm him!

I, I want to protect him, but... I'm afraid I can't."

After hearing this, Chen Yan slowly put down his hand, pondered these two sentences, and then frowned and said, "What do you mean? From what you said, someone wants to harm Chuyi?"

The old monk's face was pale, his breath was getting weaker and weaker, he gasped and whispered:
"On the first day of the new year...he encountered a demon!"

Chen Yan's eyes fixed!
The old monk continued, "...It's a pity that I'm not strong enough to drive away that monster and protect my child. Every time that monster comes to bully me, it subdues me, leaving me helpless. I've endured it in silence until today."

As he spoke, the old monk's tone revealed a hint of helplessness and grief.

Chen Yan calmed down, sat back on the stool, and said slowly: "Tell me carefully!"

The old monk hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

"You are the grandson of Old Lady Huang, so I think you have some skills...

When I was young, I traveled around and learned some basic skills from others.

After returning to the countryside, when I saw Old Mrs. Huang in the village, I could tell that she was a very capable person. Although I am not very knowledgeable, I really can't tell how capable your grandmother is.

But...she gave me some pointers, and I knew she was far better than me.

Originally, with your grandmother, Old Lady Huang, here, the area was peaceful for decades. No ghosts haunted the village, no spirits in the mountains—it was because your grandmother was there, keeping the evil spirits at bay.

But your grandma passed away a few days ago...

Alas, unexpectedly, after a few days, a new monster came to the mountain, and what’s worse is that it happened to run into it on the first day of the new year.

I wanted to protect my child, but my limited skills made me easily overpowered. There was no way I could do anything..."

Chen Yan frowned: "What kind of monster is that?"

"...I don't know." The old monk shook his head dejectedly. "My abilities are too poor. I can't even tell what it is. I can't defeat it. Every time it just toyed with me and then subdued me, I knew it was incredibly powerful. I was no match for it."

Chen Yan still frowned: "Then why did you disappear tonight?"

"It took me away."

The old monk smiled bitterly, "I've tried to stop it from harming my child time and time again. Perhaps that angered it, so tonight it came looking for me, took me to the back mountain, and dumped me in the snow, saying it was punishing me. It also warned me that if I dared to mess with it again, it would burn down my temple."

I couldn't resist it, so it took me captive to the mountains. Then I ran back on my own, but I was just one step ahead of you. I had just entered the room when you returned."

The old monk sighed as he spoke, "Old Lady Huang, I advise you not to get involved in this matter... Although you are a descendant of Old Lady Huang, how old are you? How much can you learn?"

If you really want to help Chuyi..."

At this point, the old monk made a bitter face, as if he was helpless, and waved his hand and said: "If you really want to help Chuyi, just take him away! Take him away from here!

If he leaves here, the monster in the mountains won't be able to find him, so at most it will take its anger out on me. My old bones don't have many days left to live, so even if I throw my life to it, it won't be worth much."

Chen Yan glanced at the old monk. Seeing the old monk's sincere words, he thought for a moment and asked, "How did that monster you mentioned harm Chuyi?"

The old monk sighed and said, "Every three nights, it comes to my temple at twelve o'clock..."

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Chuyi was boiling water in the kitchen. Fortunately, the stove was not turned off as usual at night. He just added some firewood to light the fire and then he could boil water.

He was a simple and naive person with a single-minded mind. He thought that if Chen Yan wanted to drink hot water, he should boil it for her. Now that there was water on the stove, he squatted beside it and waited eagerly.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside. Chuyi looked up and saw Chen Yan coming in. He stood up and just called out "Brother" when he suddenly saw Chen Yan pointing at him.

"Certainly!"

Afterwards, Chen Yan saw Chu Yi falling backwards in a daze, so he went up to hold him up, then took out a talisman and slapped Chu Yi on the forehead! Chu Yi's eyelids fluttered, and he immediately lost consciousness.

Seeing Chuyi fainted, Chen Yan carried him into the woodshed, put him on the pile of firewood, took off his monk's robe, and covered him with his down jacket.

After Chen Yan put on Chuyi's monk robe, he stared at Chuyi carefully for a few minutes, and gradually visualized Chuyi's appearance and figure in his mind.

Then, he waved his hand, and his figure transformed into the appearance of Chuyi.

At this moment, Chen Yan looked like a young monk with small eyes, thick lips, short black hair, and wearing a monk's robe.

Chen Yan checked carefully and made sure there were no flaws. Then he turned around and went out, closing the door of the woodshed.

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Chen Yan walked back to the door of the Zen room, knocked on the old monk's door, and said slowly: "No matter what you hear tonight, don't come out."

The old monk inside coughed and agreed, then turned off the lights.

Chen Yan turned around and entered Chuyi's room next door. He went in in the dark, then went to the bed and pulled the old quilt over himself. In the darkness, he adjusted his breathing to be even, and slapped a [Qi-Gathering Talisman] on himself to hide his vitality.

He didn't know how long he waited in the darkness. Chen Yan had practiced for a long time and had great patience. He just thought he was in a state of meditation.

In the second half of the night, Chen Yan was meditating when he suddenly felt a faint breath flowing in the room.

Then, there was a slight creaking sound, and the door of the Zen room, which was obviously bolted, actually opened a crack by itself.

The air in the room was suddenly filled with a sweet fragrance.

Chen Yan lay on his side on the bed with his eyes closed and motionless, and felt a breath gradually approaching him.

Then, it seemed as if a mass of something gently climbed onto the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and crawled in...

Damn it?

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes and pretended to be dazed: "Hmm... who, who?"

In the darkness, a slippery body came up and leaned against Chen Yan's side, with a bare thigh resting on Chen Yan's waist.

Chen Yan felt this smooth and slippery body pressed against him, and there were clearly two large and soft things rubbing against him, rubbing against him...

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a sweet breath suddenly sprayed on his face!
This fragrance seemed to carry some kind of magic, making Chen Yan feel his blood boiling instantly!
He was familiar with this feeling - before he took the Chinese medicine to reduce internal heat, his blood would boil like this every morning and he would be unable to control it.

This is how the body reacted, but the mind instantly became confused.

However, Chen Yan had already held a mouthful of vital energy in his mouth. As the vital energy flowed, his mind instantly became clear.

In the darkness, the slippery body pressed against his was laughing in a sweet voice.

"Xiao Chuyi~~, my dear, I am here to meet you in my dream again~~~"

This voice is extremely sweet and tender, and when it falls into people's ears, it can't help but make people's hearts move...

Good guy!
Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Wang Chuyi, Wang Chuyi...you're only eighteen! I'm twenty-two, and still a virgin.

You... eat very well!

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In the darkness, a small, soft, boneless hand had already rested on Chen Yan's chest, and then seemed to be moving downwards...

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide!

He reached out with his left hand and grabbed the man's wrist, while with his right hand, he used his thumb to press against the man's chest!

Hmm, the feel of my thumb…it’s indeed of an astonishing scale!
He sneered in a low voice: "Stop touching me, it's rude to touch me again."

Chen Yan stared, and saw right in front of him, a charming face that was full of seductiveness, but with a hint of surprise on her face!
"..." The monster suddenly shrank and screamed: "You? You are not Chu..."

Chen Yan instantly stimulated his vitality!

The "Energy Version of the Six Meridians Divine Sword" was fired from the thumb, and a stream of energy hit the monster's chest!

The monster screamed and fell heavily from the quilt. While in mid-air, the chest was pierced by the energy! Blood spurted out from both chest and back!
The demon's blood flowed, and the room was suddenly filled with demonic energy!

"Law, Order!"

A gleam of light flashed in Chen Yan's eyes. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the monster that fell to the ground suddenly froze.

Chen Yan had already stood up and quickly turned on the light switch beside the bed. The lights in the room suddenly lit up, and under the light, he saw a white body lying on the ground... Looking at it under the light, it made people's blood boil!
After being immobilized by Chen Yan's immobilization technique, the monster raised its head to reveal a pale face. Seeing Chen Yan raise a finger at her again, she was terrified and screamed, "Master, help me!!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yan's face changed immediately.

There is still one? !

boom! !

The window of the Zen room suddenly opened and a strong wind swept in!
Chen Yan felt the strong wind blowing in his face. Without hesitation, he used the "Escape Technique" to quickly move to the corner of the room. He heard a cracking sound, and the original bed was torn into pieces!

The strong wind blew the bed into pieces and swept the woman on the ground away!
Chen Yan immediately jumped to the door and saw a woman in the yard carrying the naked female monster that flew out of the room onto her back. She glared at Chen Yan hatefully, but she also had a charming face!

She said viciously, "Little monk! You're ruining our master-disciple relationship. Just wait and see!!"

After saying this, his body swept up a gust of evil wind and headed towards the forest behind the temple.

How could Chen Yan let her run away like this?
He quickly slapped a lightening talisman on his body, then raised the escape technique, and his body shot out like a gust of wind!

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[Happy Lantern Festival to everyone! 】

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(End of this chapter)