Chapter 74 Help!

In the south of Cangzhou, a young and handsome scholar was carrying a bag and anxiously looking for directions in the vast mountains. In order to calm himself down, he kept muttering classics, history, and the teachings of saints.

In the vast mountains, he knew how to identify the direction by the sun, but soon he found that no matter where he went, the sun was always above his head.

"Am I going in circles?" The scholar was a little panicked, stepped on empty air, and rolled down the hillside.

Fortunately, he did not hit a big rock. After a dizzy spell, he found himself lying in the grass, surrounded by lush wild flowers. In the woods not far away, there was an ancient house with high walls and courtyards, and red lanterns hung on the door.

"It's good to ask for directions when you meet someone." The scholar was happy.

Huang Feng and Li Motang separated and were rushing here. He almost cursed when he heard the scholar's voice.

In this desolate mountain, whether to ask for directions or to give him food to fill his stomach, it is really hard to say.

Huang Feng now has some experience in using the Heart Lake Drift Bottle. Before, he was afraid that the sound would suddenly spread and scare the scholar, but now he doesn't care so much.

"No matter what family you meet, the farther away the better."

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his heart, and the scholar was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. He looked around hesitantly, trying to find the source of the sound, trembling: "Are you a human, a ghost, or a monster?"

Huang Feng subconsciously wanted to reply to him "It's just that the heart has a demon debt", thinking of the dangerous situation of the scholar, he had no time to joke, and immediately said: "Save your people!"

At this time, the scholar also woke up. This mountain forest is weird. He seems to be possessed. He walked in in a daze. This mansion is indeed not allowed to enter.

Just when he was about to listen to his heart and quietly retreat, the door of the house suddenly opened, and a gentle female voice whispered in his ear: "Young Master, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The cold wind in the house blew him in.

The scholar was so scared that he shouted in his heart: "Saint, save me!"

"I'm not a saint!" Huang Feng was very annoyed. Fortunately, he came here as soon as possible. If he had gone back to the sect first, this scholar might not have left any bones.

"Don't be afraid, don't provoke the other party, be careful and wait for me." Huang Feng also knew that this might not be very useful, so he quickly pinched the seal.

After half a year of seclusion, it's time to try your hand.

"Aerial Photography" advanced, "Flying Dragon" and "Dark Sword"!

In Huang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, several divine thoughts soared into the sky and swept into the depths of the mountains and forests.

"There is no time to refine the entity, the power is a little worse, but it should be enough to deal with the current situation." Huang Feng pondered in his heart, and casually threw out the paper plane.

Although it has been advanced, the function of "Aerial Photography" is still good, and it can also be used as bait.

The clever ghost floated on Huang Feng's shoulder, like a Yin Qi detector, guiding him.

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The scholar was rolled into the mansion, and the door suddenly closed. He saw wedding characters posted everywhere in the courtyard, and people coming and going, full of joy.

A maid came over and took his hand, leading him to the main hall: "Sir, the lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wait...wait for me?" The scholar felt uncomfortable and wanted to resist, but he found that he could not get rid of the maid's hand at all.

"We are here." The maid enthusiastically sent him to the main hall.

In the main hall, a beautiful woman in a red wedding dress was sitting there. Seeing him, she stood up with a smile, and one sentence made the scholar stunned: "Husband, you finally came back to find me."

"Who...who is your husband." Although the woman in front of him was really beautiful, this weird scene was really scary. The scholar retreated again and again, trying to escape.

However, when he turned around, he found that there was no road. The maid was standing at the door, looking at him with a smile: "Young Master, where are you going?"

The woman was not angry. She came behind him and held him: "You are not my husband now, but after tonight, you will be.

I have been waiting for you to marry me. Look, I am ready. We will get married tonight. You must be hungry, or you can have a bowl of noodles to fill your stomach first?"

"I am not hungry." The scholar refused quickly.

However, the woman ignored him and ordered the maid: "Go prepare a bowl of noodles."

The maid nodded: "Okay, Miss."

"After tonight, you should call me Madam." The woman smiled and hugged the scholar's neck, "Then you should call me Master."

The scholar's upper and lower teeth trembled vigorously, and he did not dare to speak. He prayed in his heart: "Saint, where are you, come and save me."

The maid left, and then she brought back a bowl of steaming noodles from somewhere and put it on his table.

"Eat quickly." The woman sat beside him, holding her cheek, looking at him with affection.

"Can I not eat?" the scholar asked.

"No." The woman said coquettishly, then giggled, reaching out to pick up the chopsticks, "Do you want me to feed you, sir?"

"Don't eat!" Huang Feng's voice rang in his heart.

The scholar was about to cry. Could he not eat if he wanted to?

At this moment, Huang Feng had already looked down at the scholar through the "Flying Dragon Technique". There was no mansion and servants in the yard, but only snakes, scorpions, centipedes, geckos and toads on the graves, all five poisons.

The woman was strange. Under the surveillance of the flying dragon technique, she still did not reveal any flaws and maintained her beautiful appearance.

"She is a ghost!" After the clever ghost personally verified it, he added, "A very powerful ghost!"

Huang Feng regretted not calling Li Motang over. With her around, he should not have to do it himself.

I didn't expect this scholar to make such a big mess.

Looking at the scholar again, there are earthworms and maggots piled up in front of him. If he eats them, he will be sick for a hundred years and will never forget them until he dies.

Although the advanced "Dark Sword Art" can already carry out aerial attacks, the scholar has no cultivation. Huang Feng is also afraid of accidental injury, hoping that he will delay for a while, and convey his thoughts: "Ask her for a mirror."

The scholar has no choice but to believe, and immediately asked: "Can you give me a mirror?"

"What do you want a mirror for, sir?" The woman immediately changed color, even a little panic, and reached out to touch her face, "Am I not good-looking?"

The scholar said carefully: "No, I just want to look at myself."

"You don't have to look, you will always look the same in my eyes." The woman resumed her smile, reached out and gently stroked the scholar's cheek, and then slowly moved down.

The scholar's voice trembled more and more: "You... why are you touching my heart and liver?"

"Oh, am I too anxious?" The woman was shy.

The scholar: "..."

Now he only wanted to shout out three words: Help! Life! Ah!

At this moment, Huang Feng had already entered the forest. There was a thin miasma in the forest, which made the surroundings seem unreal. No wonder the scholar got lost.

To his surprise, the female ghost was even more powerful than he expected. She actually found him from a long distance, even beyond the attack range of the 97-style, which immediately hindered his original plan.

Seeing the female ghost grabbing the scholar, Huang Feng complained: "Having hostages is really annoying!"