The retired man went into the wrong book, and his beautiful husband loved him

Yuehua Tower. Shen Yue hid in a room on the third floor, staring blankly at the jade plate in front of him.

Looking at the instructions on the plate, Yunnan Sang had already buried everything according to his instructions. Now all he had to do was wait for the magic circle to be activated at midnight, and the Yun Mansion would slowly be invaded by evil spirits.

He just didn't know why, but he always felt vaguely uneasy.

Although it was not displayed on the disk, he could feel a strange aura flowing on it.

The night wind suddenly blew, and Shen Yue suddenly found that the air around him had changed, and a cold and gloomy air was slowly approaching.

A thin wisp of white mist surrounded Shen Yue, then slowly spread out, forming a thick fog with visibility less than three meters. In the thick fog, Shen Yue heard a voice calling him from the east, trying to lead him east.

"Tsk! You're trying to show off your little tricks like this." Shen Yue sneered, and casually made a gesture with his left hand. A small whirlwind emerged from the ground and blew away the thick fog.

He then clasped his hands together and muttered something. As his incantation rang out, a golden light shot out from his hands, instantly piercing the thick fog. Immediately afterwards, the fog began to churn violently, as if stirred by something.

Suddenly, a piercing scream was heard, and several dark shadows rushed out from the thick fog and rushed straight towards Shen Yue. These dark shadows were twisted in shape, emitting a strong yin energy, like mountain ghosts and evil spirits.

Shen Yue instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He formed a seal with his hands, and rays of light shot out from his fingertips, instantly hitting the shadows. The shadows screamed miserably and dissipated into the air. However, more shadows rushed over from all directions, surrounding Shen Yue.

"Hmph, a mere trifle!" Shen Yue said disdainfully, forming seals with both hands and chanting an ancient incantation. Suddenly, a powerful spiritual force erupted from him, forming a golden shield. The shadows collided with the shield and were deflected back, turning into puffs of black smoke.

He then drew a mahogany sword, its blade gleaming with golden runes. Each swing of the sword unleashed a sharp aura, shattering the shadows. The two of them worked in perfect harmony, quickly clearing out the surrounding shadows.

At this moment, another sharp cry rang out from the dense fog. A massive black figure slowly rose from the mist. Its body resembled a giant spider, its eight long legs covered in sharp barbs. Its head resembled a ferocious demon, and a puff of black smoke emanated from its mouth, sweeping towards Shen Yue.

Shen Yue's eyes flashed, and he swung the peach wood sword in his hand violently, and a sword energy slashed towards the black figure. However, the sword energy only left a shallow mark on the black figure's body, and did not cause much damage to it.

Shen Yue frowned slightly, sensing the immense power of the black figure, beyond his capabilities. However, he didn't flinch, instead calmly pondering his strategy.

After a few breaths of intense thought, Shen Yue suddenly had an idea and cast a spell to immobilize the black figure. He then launched a ferocious attack on the black figure with various spells and magical weapons. After a fierce battle, he finally eliminated the black figure.

As the black figure disappeared, the thick fog gradually dissipated. Peace returned to the surroundings, with only some black ashes remaining on the ground, proving that the battle had indeed taken place.

Shen Yue slumped on the ground, his whole body looking like he had just been fished out of the water.

It was just that he had experienced a thrilling battle himself, but to outsiders, it looked like he had just taken a nap.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Yunqingyuan began to set off colorful fireworks, which was a beautiful sight.

However, after the fireworks went up into the sky, they did not turn into ashes and fall down. Instead, they transformed into colorful birds and kept flying towards Yuehua Tower.

After flying to Shen Yue's window, it flapped its wings and continuously released streams of colorful powder into the room.

Then, Shen Yue fell into a series of dreams, fighting exhausting battles with different monsters.