Because Wuzhu sleep and has been in contact with the monster, so it is not surprised, only to pin a spiritual force in the fingertip.
Fortunately, it was only a moment, and the surroundings brightened up again.
Looking at it, it was Qun Yi who was holding Zhu You's arm tightly and closely, like a little deer. His eyes were wide open, watching around him with great alertness, his eyes filled with unease.
Qun Yi, who is relied on, shows a little pity and softens his voice to soothe: "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
Bai Lu Yun looks up at him, blinking her eyes energetically and coquettishly in a soft voice, "With Brother Ziyue here, of course, I have no worries."
Watching the interaction between the two, Su Lingyi forgot for a moment that she was in a dangerous situation. Her face turned pale, her hand tightly grasping the hilt of her sword, and she almost bit her teeth.
She couldn't bear to look directly at it and turned her eyes away, seeing that Wu Zhu Mian's expression was calm, and she was surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so brave and not be afraid at all."
While speaking, she didn't forget to put someone down. She sneered, "Unlike some people who are flustered and ungraceful, not as good as an ordinary person who knows nothing. If we were all like this, what's the point of cultivation? How can we exterminate demons and protect the path of righteousness?"
Hearing the words in Su Lingyi's tone, Bai Lu Yun hesitated and released her hand. She whispered comfortingly: "I didn't... anger can harm the body, Sister Su. Don't always get angry. If there is something I do wrong, I apologize to you."
Su Lingyi most couldn't stand her this posture, angry to jump: "I generated which door gene? You less here to mess around!"
"All right." Qun Yi frowned and spoke in an extremely dissatisfied tone: "Sister Su, Lu Yun hasn't done anything, and now the situation is urgent. Please don't be aggressive anymore."
Su Lingyi's face turned pale all of a sudden.
Wu Zhu Mian ignored their argument and paid no attention to the meaningless words in Bai Lu Yun's heart. Instead, he turned his head to look around.
Now her mood is not too good, lazy to act, nor want to look at this person who occupies the body of little sister. If she looks at it more and more, it will make her heart more and more unhappy, and her thoughts are getting more and more wrong. The bottom line of sharpness is about to be suppressed.
The sight before her was still the Moon God Temple, but the surrounding scenery had completely changed.
The dilapidated temple before her had regained its former prosperity, with a magnificent edifice and a layout that was both majestic and irregular.
The courtyard was beautiful, with a Ficus tree over ten meters tall and a canopy covering three to four mu of land. The branches were lush and the shade was dense, with countless red silks hanging on them. When the wind blew, it seemed like a shower of blossoms.
He Ting Shuang didn't say a word the whole time, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, adopting a posture of readiness to attack.
Wu Zhu Mian looked at the people passing by beside her, both men and women of all ages, with very realistic facial features, skin color, and clothing. There were intermittent bursts of laughter from here and there, a very ordinary and daily scene.
"Little Five!"
Suddenly, a woman in her thirties burst out from the crowd. She wore a hairpin and coarse cloth, her eyelids slightly lifted, and there was a deep wrinkle between her tightly furrowed brows, showing a bit of sharpness. She hung a bamboo basket on her wrist, containing a few incense sticks and a piece of white silk fabric.
She looked around and quickly locked her eyes on Wu Zhu Mian. She walked towards her briskly, muttering angrily, "You stupid girl, weren't you supposed to follow me closely? How did you disappear in the blink of an eye!"
The five of them exchanged a glance. Qun Yi, who had more experience, spoke in a low and quick voice: "This is the demon's barrier. Remember three points: One, this is an illusion; the people within the barrier are not real living beings, but do not casually make enemies with them, because the demon might be hiding among them."
"Two, we may have another identity within the barrier, and we may be separated later. Be careful and prioritize safety. Also, the people who have disappeared in the county should also be inside the barrier, pay attention to finding them."
"Three, only when we find and eliminate the demon, we can go out!"
Hao Ting Shuang fumbled in her seedpod bag, pulling out a dagger, a bottle of elixir, and a sound transmission stone to hand to Wu Zhu Mian. The regret in her eyes grew heavier: "Miss Anmian, these are for you to defend yourself..."
He felt very guilty. If he had known that they were chasing after a demon, he would never have let Wu Zhu Mian follow.
Now the group is forced to separate, and she, an ordinary person, may face more danger.
The other three, though they do not say it aloud, are thinking much the same as Hao Ting Shuang.
Before the words could be finished, the woman had already arrived, slapping away Hao Ting Shuang's hand angrily, "What kind of person are you? Don't touch her! Our little five may one day be married to the Lord of the Moon. Don't get close to her and don't spoil her virtue!"
Hao Ting Shuang's face turned white instantly. In an instant, his arm was vibrating and numb, and the blood vessels in his veins seemed to have solidified.
The woman ignored him and turned her gaze to Wu Zhu Mian, scanning her up and down. Her cheeks were clenched so tightly that they puffed out. Unable to contain her anger, she roared, "You stupid girl, where did you get all this dirt on you?"
Wu Zhu Mian had already taken Hao Ting Shuang's things into her arms earlier, calmly enduring her anger without showing any signs of panic.
The woman glanced at Bai Lu Yun and Su Lingyi, her eyes showing hostility. She reached out to pull Wu Zhu Mian, lowering her voice to warn: "Okay, quickly follow me to wash your face and change your clothes. You'd better take good care of yourself. Remember that tonight the Lord of the Moon is selecting a bride, you must pay attention and perform well later!"
Wu Zhu Mian followed the woman.
When she turned to look back, she saw that Bai Lu Yun and Su Lingyi were surrounded by a group of servant girls dressed in a similar manner, calling them "Miss" and pulling them towards the servant quarters in the rear courtyard to freshen up.
Qun Yi and Hao Ting Shuang exchanged glances in silence.
Wu Zhu Mian turned away, pondering in her heart, "If the Moon God is getting married, could the demon be the Moon God?"
Wu Zhu Mian looked at the woman walking ahead with exaggerated disappointment, indicating her deep sense of inferiority: "Alas, those two girls look like they were born to be celestial beings, beautiful and intelligent, both in appearance and talent. I feel like I have no advantages at all. The Lord of the Moon should not be interested in me."
The woman snorted coldly, showing contempt: "The Lord of the Moon is not someone who would only look at looks!"
Wu Zhu Mian expressed skepticism: "Oh? Really? I don't believe that?"
The woman's lips twitched, and she slowed her pace slightly to turn her head and look at her: "This is to be decided by the Lord of the Moon. You shouldn't think too much. Just wash up and then hang this white silk fabric on the Ficus tree. If you can hang it up, that means you have the right to enter the Moon God Hall."
"Once inside the Moon God Hall, you might just be chosen to become the new bride of the Moon God. That's a great blessing!"
Wu Zhu Mian looked at the white silk cloth in the bamboo basket and sincerely asked, "If this fortune is given to you, would you want it?"
Hearing this, the woman's expression changed for a moment, as if she was smiling, angry, envious, and fearful.
However, all the emotions disappeared quickly. She glared at Wu Zhu Mian, her rough hand caressing her hair and coldly hummed: "If I were a few decades younger, who would even think of you? Among the sisters, it's my parents and I who should be expected to succeed."
It seems that this woman is her "sister".
Realizing this, Wu Zhu Mian shook her head, her expression showing disapproval: "Sister, you just said that the Moon God is not superficial. Why must the choice of the bride be limited to young girls? It's too narrow-minded."
The woman subconsciously wanted to argue, but for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Wu Zhu Mian continued, "And marriage, which is an affair between men and women, is vulgar, too vulgar! The world is originally a sea of suffering. Only by seeing through the secular world can one reach the shore. To tie such secular affairs with the Moon God, who sits high on his throne as a god, isn't that a kind of desecration?"
The woman's eyes were somewhat confused and hesitant, as if she felt that what she said seemed to make sense: "This..."
Wu Zhu Mian carefully observed the woman's face, and she saw that after a brief struggle, she quickly revealed a look of compassion mixed with reverence.
She cupped her hands together, speaking with such conviction it seemed as though she had been brainwashed, "The Lord of the Moon getting married is to protect us, the women who suffer, so that we can transcend the turmoil of the secular world. This is not desecration; this is salvation!"
Wu Zhu Mian didn't say anything more. When the woman changed her expression, she clearly sensed an unusual fluctuation.
She turned her head and saw from a distance the Ficus tree with its lush branches extending from behind the red walls. The shadow of the tree swayed gently in the wind.
It's coming from that Ficus tree.
