Fuyin lowered his eyes, his eyes as clear as glass reflected the faces of Fahai and Xiaoqing. The expressions of the man and the demon at the moment were stubborn and unwilling.

Feeling Fuyin's gaze, Xiaoqing raised her head and looked at him, snorting: "If you weren't a mortal, I would almost suspect that you knew that resisting would be thrown in like this, so you were so obedient and quiet."

After saying this, Xiaoqing lowered his head and looked at the spider silk that was wrapping him from his feet up to his neck, and muttered in disgust: "What kind of taste is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain in front of the sedan was lifted up by a cigarette pole.

The spider banshee stood outside the sedan, tilted her head slightly, looked at Xiao Qing and said: "Little green snake, it's just a matter of three things. If you let me hear you say something that makes me unhappy again, I will have no choice but to tie you up."

Just drag it all the way behind the sedan chair."

Her tone was enchanting and flirtatious, but the warning in her eyes shot towards Xiaoqing as if it had substance.

Xiaoqing stopped talking.

He is not afraid, he is a wise man who knows the current affairs.

Xiaoqing said this to herself in her heart.

When he saw Fahai on the other side, who was also wrapped in spider silk like a cicada, he felt a little more balanced.

After all, he is not the only one being treated differently.

If you think about it carefully, Fahai, who has always been feared by monsters, is now tied up by monsters like fish on a chopping board. Later, he will be taken back to the cave to be the monster's male pet. Compared with him, this bald donkey's heart

I'm afraid I feel even more humiliated.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqing looked at Fahai with a little more subtle sympathy.

As for Fa Hai, his already depressed mood suddenly became more irritable after seeing Xiao Qing's look. This was the first time he had encountered this vulnerable situation of being manipulated by monsters and unable to resist.

Fa Hai had a cold face, and the hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly into fists.

He must find a way out of this situation.

Countless thoughts flashed through his dark eyes, and suddenly he seemed to think of something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Fuyin, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

From the beginning to now, has this scholar's reaction been too plain?

Fahai frowned. It was okay when he didn't think about it in detail. Now after he thought deeply, he recalled the details that he had ignored before, and he felt more and more that something was wrong with this scholar.

He is obviously just an ordinary person, but why is he so calm in the face of monsters, without fear, fear, or even a hint of timidity?

This is so abnormal.

And when he was on the bridge, why did he have the illusion that the scholar had the ability to prevent him from taking the snake demon away?

The more Fa Hai thought about it, the weirder he felt, and his gaze at Fu Yin became sharper.

It was impossible for Fuyin to ignore such a sight. He looked into Fahai's eyes and spoke proactively: "What's wrong?" His voice was smooth and clear, and his words were as gentle as rocks hitting water.

Fahai frowned, "Who are you?"

Fuyin's eyes slightly curved: "My surname is Cen, and I live in Zhenjiang."

"How can you come to Qiantang if you live in Zhenjiang?"

"Your surname is Cen too?"

Fahai and Xiaoqing spoke at the same time.

Xiaoqing glanced at Fahai: "Zhenjiang is not far from Qiantang, why can't we come?"

Fahai ignored Xiaoqing. His gaze always stayed on Fuyin's face, as if he wanted to analyze something by observing Fuyin's facial expression: "At this point, most scholars have already gone to Beijing to take the exam."

Fuyin smiled softly and replied unhurriedly: "You said it too, but it's just the majority."

When Fa Hai heard this, his frown did not relax. He moved his lips slightly and wanted to say something. Xiao Qing, who was on the other side of Fu Yin, already said: "My surname is also Cen. What a coincidence."

Xiaoqing moved his body as he spoke. He leaned his back against the cushion and his body against Fuyin's legs. He raised his head and looked at Fuyin and said, "My name is Cen Biqing. Do you think our ancestors know how to do it?"

Is it a family?”

Otherwise, why would he feel friendly when looking at this scholar, and feel safe and comfortable when he gets close to him?

"Absurd." Fahai also glanced at Xiaoqing coldly: "How can a human and a demon be a family?"

"Why is it impossible?" Xiaoqing retorted: "It's not like she-male love has never happened before."

Fahai didn't want to argue with Xiaoqing, so he turned his attention back to Fuyin: "Why did you come to Qiantang?"

Fahai knew that his words, which were similar to cross-examination, were extremely rude and offensive to a stranger. But for some reason, once he had doubts about the scholar, he eagerly wanted to know the other person's identity.

real identity.

He had an inexplicable sense of care for this scholar.

He needs to figure out why he feels this way.

Fuyin thought for two seconds and replied: "Find someone."

Fahai: "Looking for someone?"

Xiaoqing: "Who are you looking for?"

Two voices spoke at the same time again.

Fahai and Xiaoqing looked at each other and both felt that the other was in the way.

The next second, one person and one demon turned their attention to Fuyin at the same time.

Fuyin smiled slightly and continued: "That man was also a scholar, but later he became an apprentice in a pharmacy."

"Which pharmacy?" Fahai asked, as if asking for the bottom of the casserole.

"Qing Yu Tang."

"Qing Yu Tang..." Fa Hai suddenly remembered a scholar who was collecting herbs he met on the mountain not long ago.

Looking at Fahai who was deep in thought, Fuyin said: "I am just a scholar. Instead of focusing on me, you should think more about what to do next."

"That's right," Xiaoqing took over Fuyin's words, "Aren't you an eminent monk with boundless power? Then think of a way. If you continue like this, you will become the spider spirit's male favorite."

Although Xiaoqing himself was quite angry about this situation, this did not prevent him from mentioning Fahai in one or two words.

At this time, the curtain in front of the sedan was once again opened by the cigarette pole, and the Spider Banshee smiled coquettishly outside and said: "Why, wouldn't it be nice to be my male favorite?"

Her narrow eyes were slightly raised, and her eyes were full of charm and charm: "At most, I will take your yang energy every night. The rest of the time, I will not interfere with whatever you want to do. Of course, the premise is that you are calm enough.

.”

Xiaoqing was puzzled: "Since you want yang energy, then why are you catching me? I'm just a snake demon, where can I get any yang energy?"

Spider Banshee lightly tapped the corners of her lips and said with a half-smile, "You have a sweet mouth. Take it back and praise me a thousand times every night."

Xiaoqing was shocked: "Are you sick?"

Fuyin couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Is this the reason?"

Such a reason was somewhat unexpected to him.

This spider spirit was more interesting than he thought.

Spider Banshee looked at Fuyin and replied: "Of course, good-looking appearance is also a reason."

Fahai looked at the Spider Banshee and then at Fuyin, his eyes flickering slightly.

Sure enough, it was not his illusion. When facing this scholar, the spider spirit would be much more tolerant and patient, both in tone and attitude.

Sure enough, the crux of the problem must be the scholar in white.

The spider banshee raised the corners of her lips, exuding a kind of outstanding glamour, "Little Master, although you are not handsome, I feel happy just looking at you. Sister, I will love you very much."

After saying this, the Spider Banshee lowered the curtain.

Not long after, the sedan that had been moving steadily stopped.

"Okay, we're here." Spider Banshee waved the cigarette rod in her hand, and a stream of red smoke poured out.

The red smoke filled the air, like some kind of special illusion switch. The next second, a magnificent palace appeared in the curling red smoke.

The Spider Banshee clapped her hands, and the spiders under the sedan took action again, and quickly carried the sedan into the palace.

Different from the exterior shape, the interior of the palace is not the structure of splendid gold coins, gold scales and red pillars, but more like a primitive cave that has never been modified.

Surrounded by sedimentary rocks, water droplets slowly fell from the strange-shaped stalactites, making a ticking sound.

At this time, a gust of wind blew by, blowing up the curtain of the sedan chair.

Pulled by the spider silk, Fuyin, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was brought out first, followed by Fahai and Xiaoqing.

Fuyin glanced around. This space was obviously the front cave of the mountain and stone palace. It was cold and empty, with only two candlesticks emitting a faint glow.

Xiaoqing, who was standing on the right side of Fuyin, glanced at the spider silk still wrapped around her body and said angrily: "We have all been led into the cave by you, can this spider silk be removed first?"

At the end, Xiaoqing added: "I promise not to resist."

The Spider Banshee raised her eyebrows and sneered with unknown meaning: "You can't resist." She waved the cigarette rod in her hand, and all the spider silk that had originally wrapped around Fu Yin and the others dissipated.

After the confinement on her body was lifted, Xiao Qing immediately tried to use magic. As a result, let alone magic, the strength that her body could exert was less than one percent of its usual strength.

His hands were even limp and weak.

Now, I am afraid that he cannot even defeat a slightly stronger mortal.
To be continued...