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Li Mei and the others looked at each other for a few seconds and felt uncomfortable.

At this time, the younger sister of the Zhao family, who had long coveted Gu Jiu's beauty, was still unwilling to give up the opportunity to take advantage of Gu Jiu, and could not help but say: "Sister Li Luo, you often run around outside and like to read idle books. Have you heard of anything scary?"

Li Luo saw the other person's expression and immediately understood and said, "Yes."

After hearing this, Gu Jiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and thought to himself: "Telling ghost stories in this environment? What are you doing?"

Chapter 6 Saint Stories

Although the Li family is in the coffin business, Li Luo is a typical bookworm who likes to read some casual books.

This world is so strange that there is no shortage of exciting stories.

Li Luo, who had read too many idle books, was no longer satisfied with telling some ordinary weird stories. After all, the tragedy that happened to the Liu family in Linshui Town was exciting enough.

This time she is going to tell a story about a saint.

Gu Jiu thought that since he was free anyway, he might as well join in the fun and listen to something new. After all, the nanny Xiaoxiang hadn't told ghost stories for more than ten years, and his ears were lonely enough.

When the Zhao sisters saw Gu Jiu sitting down, they couldn't help but feel happy and were already prepared for Gu Jiu to be in their arms.

At this time, Li Mei looked at the dark sky outside and frowned, "Xiao Luo, don't talk about this now. It would be bad if you scare Master Gu when you are out."

Gu Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, Sister Mei, I have loved listening to stories since I was a child."

After discovering that Gu Jiu didn't resist, Li Luo quickly drank some water to moisten his throat, sat closer to Gu Jiu, and lowered his voice and said, "What I'm going to tell you is a true story, not a story, and it's about a saint."

One has to admit that Li Luo's tone of voice when telling stories is very well controlled, especially in the dilapidated temple, which naturally carries a gloomy feeling.

Gu Jiu had a blank expression on his face and wanted to yawn, but in order not to spoil the fun, he held it back, and it was so uncomfortable to hold it back.

Damn, I’m feeling sleepy again.

However, Gu Jiu still wanted to hear the story of the saint.

At this time, Li Luo's voice rang out in this gloomy temple - "More than four hundred years ago, a saint named Xi Yu emerged from the Luoxing Sword Academy in Yunmengze.

You have to know that the world at that time was just like today. Although there were many cultivation sects, few saints appeared in the world. The Falling Star Sword Academy was originally just a second-rate sect, and its leader was a million miles away from the saint realm. However, this Saint Xiyu was a genius, and his usual cultivation was unremarkable, which was actually a hidden talent.

When she was forty years old, she suddenly had an epiphany while watching the stars in the Star Lake, which caused the sky of Yunmengze to shine with stars, and she entered the realm of sainthood.

Xi Yu suddenly became the youngest saint in the world. She was full of confidence and called herself the third best saint in the world. In fact, Xie Xiaoyan, the second best painter at that time, was no match for her.

The world back then, like the present, was filled with forbidden areas. These places, according to ancient legends, were forbidden to humans, not even cultivators, for they were said to harbor untold horrors.

At this moment, Li Mei couldn't help but interrupt her and said, "Forbidden area? How come I've never heard of any forbidden area? The wild beasts in the deep mountains and forests are ferocious, so they are naturally forbidden to humans. Why do you feel like you're being kept in captivity here?"

Upon hearing the word "captive," Gu Jiu couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking to himself, "Yeah. If this world were full of forbidden areas that had existed since ancient times, and people couldn't go here or there, what difference would that make them like captive animals? How frustrating their lives would be."

However, Gu Jiu had no idea how big the world was. After all, this was his first time away from home.

After personally experiencing the haunting incident at the Liu family, Gu Jiu remained neutral about this view, neither confirming nor questioning it.

Li Luo was naturally a little unhappy when his story was interrupted, and retorted: "That's written in the book, not made up by me!"

"Okay, okay, okay. Books contain golden houses and beautiful women. Just continue." Li Mei said when she saw her sister getting angry.

I have to admit that after the story was interrupted like this, the tense atmosphere in the entire temple was relieved a lot.

At first, the Zhao sisters wanted to use Li Luo's story to scare Gu Jiu and then take advantage of him, but they soon found that telling such a story in this place was indeed a bit scary.

Gu Jiu looked fine, but they felt a chill down their spines. The two sisters couldn't help but wonder, "How can this young master of the Gu family be so brave? Did he grow up listening to ghost stories?"

Li Luo coughed and continued the story: "Xi Yu suddenly became the youngest saint in the Tang Kingdom at that time, and naturally she was full of vigor and ambition. She believed that with her own abilities, there was no place in the world that she couldn't go.

Thus, for over a decade, this youngest saint dedicated herself to exploring every forbidden location in the world. Whether it was ancient tombs, ruins, or other strange places, she explored them all. At first, she rampaged through the forbidden realms, relying on her saintly prowess to force her way in and out, seemingly unstoppable.

But in the fifteenth year after Xi Yu became a saint, she returned to Luoxing Sword Academy and never came out again.

According to the disciples of the Sword Academy, Saint Xiyu returned looking dejected and extremely thin, practically skin and bones. You have to know that even if one abstains from food and reaches the Saint realm, they won't become that thin.

Everyone at the Sword Academy was concerned for her, but she soon began to withdraw into seclusion. The few times she appeared, her eyes were particularly intimidating. They assumed she was experiencing difficulties with her cultivation, and since they couldn't help the Saint with their abilities, they could only let her be. However, gradually, the people at the Sword Academy noticed that Saint Xiyu was gaining weight.

It wasn't even fat, but swollen. When Xi Yu occasionally appeared in front of everyone from behind, she was swollen beyond recognition. The layers of fat piled up on her body, forming deep wrinkles, especially on her face, which seemed to shake.

The people at the Sword Academy began to find her increasingly strange, feeling that Xi Yu was no longer human. No one dared to approach her, and the entire Sword Academy gradually moved away.

Saint Xi Yu died at the age of sixty, sitting on a chair in his home.

She could be said to be the youngest saint at that time, and also the youngest saint to die.

Because once a practitioner becomes a saint, his lifespan will be extended by one hundred to three hundred years.

It is said that when Saint Xiyu died, the fat on his body had completely filled the gaps in the wide chair, and his entire corpse looked like dough swelling on the chair.

When the disciples of the Sword Academy found her body, she had been dead for at least ten days and had already started to stink.

Luoxing Sword Academy is a second-rate sect, and no one from top to bottom has ever seen such a scene. Naturally, they can only assume that Xi Yu encountered some taboo after entering the ancient forbidden area, which is why he became like this.

Not long after, the dean of the Sword Academy was afraid of something strange happening and decided to burn her body.

Saint Xi Yu's fat, which had grown out of nowhere, burned for three days and three nights before it was extinguished. Even after the fire was extinguished, a lot of flesh and skin remained.

The Sword Academy had no choice but to bury her remaining flesh and skin on the spot, and that place was designated as a restricted area in the academy, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter.

Then, when the academy was sorting out the relics of Saint Xi Yu, they accidentally discovered a secret room under her study.

This secret room is very rough, as if it was dug out by hand.

The four walls of the secret room were covered with dark red words.

The strokes of these characters were very strange, as if a madman had scratched the wall with his fingernails in a frenzy, but they took shape and kept repeating a sentence: "The waters of the universe are deep, and humans are ignorant. I should not explore too far or delve too deeply."

It is said that anyone who read these words felt their heart tighten, as if a great terror had descended upon them.

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill down their spine, even Gu Jiu.

But Li Luo's story continued—"Saint Xiyu's death naturally caused a huge sensation at the time. Luoxing Sword Academy was clearly afraid of something, and lied to the outside world that Saint Xiyu had died of a serious illness. However, this statement obviously had many loopholes. For example, once a cultivator reaches the saint realm, their lifespan is at least nearly 200 years, and they are immune to all poisons. How could they easily die of illness?

What is even more bizarre is that a student from the Sword Academy saw Saint Xi Yu three years later.

Yes, she was standing in front of the room where she died, motionless. Her appearance had returned to normal, but no one would think she was human.

The student was so frightened that he almost cried out, not daring to move. At this moment, the resurrected Saint Xi Yu looked at..."

"Ah!" Suddenly, two screams rang out.

The two Zhao sisters hugged Gu Jiu tightly and screamed.

Outside the house, a dark shadow was standing under the eaves, with a hunched back, looking neither human nor human.

Chapter 7 Visitors to the Deserted Temple

Gu Jiu sat there, and his body was instantly entangled by the Zhao sisters, forming a situation of being tied up.

Before the two surging waves drowned him, Gu Jiu had already confirmed that the person outside the house was a human, not a ghost.

Generally speaking, Gu Jiu's physical condition is that of an ordinary person, which is the same as the hibernation of bears and snakes that helps conserve physical strength.

But once he encountered a situation, his five senses would become extremely sharp, so he noticed at a glance that there was a hunchbacked old woman outside the house.

It was already terrifying enough to tell such a weird story in a place like this, and now there was suddenly a "person" outside the house, which was unbearable for anyone.

Li Mei is the most experienced among the four women, so she regained her composure the fastest.

She got up from the ground, drew the dagger from her waist, and shouted, "Who!"

At this moment, the hunchbacked old woman outside the house coughed and said, "I'm so sorry, I was so engrossed in the story that I forgot to say hello. I scared you all."

After hearing the other party's voice, the few people who were originally overly frightened couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and calm down a little.

Li Mei said, "We were abrupt."

The old woman nodded and said, "It's raining heavily, so we came here to take shelter. We didn't expect to bother you all, and we're really sorry. Since you're already here, we'll move to another room."

After saying this, the old woman waved outside, and soon, four wet women in green clothes came under the eaves.

These four women in green looked young, with short swords wrapped in cowhide sheaths hanging around their waists. Their eyes were bright and sharp, and it was obvious that they were martial artists.

The green clothes that had been soaked by the rain stuck to their bodies, showing off their curvy figures to the fullest.

At this time, Gu Jiu had just emerged from the surging waves of the Zhao sisters and began to breathe heavily.

Damn, I almost drowned. It turns out being a tide rider is not that easy.

The four new women in green looked at Gu Jiu who was surrounded by the Zhao sisters, and their eyes suddenly showed some excitement.

One of the youngest-looking women in green was the most daring and spoke directly, "Sisters, you are so lucky to have such a handsome young man as your companion in this desolate temple. We are so envious."

After hearing this, the Zhao sisters realized that they had been rude and immediately jumped off Gu Jiu.

Gu Jiu and the others did not answer. The hunchbacked old woman immediately coughed and took the women in blue to the next room.

After a while, silence returned to the room, and the Zhao sisters felt extremely embarrassed.

The elder sister lowered her head and said somewhat depressedly, "Mr. Gu, we sisters were disrespectful just now. Please forgive us."

Gu Jiu yawned and said, "Sister Zhao, don't blame yourself. It's normal to be frightened in this situation."

After hearing this, the Zhao sisters' faces turned even redder.

As a woman, she was so scared that she hugged a man like that. It would be so embarrassing if it got out.

Yes, straight women like the Zhao sisters can't stand women speaking in a manly manner, and they were so scared in front of a man today, how could they not be ashamed.

However, from then on, Li Mei and others couldn't help but look at Gu Jiu with some admiration.

They didn't expect that a weak young man like Gu Jiu could be so brave. They were all scared just now, but Gu Jiu was the calmest.

At this time, Gu Jiu suddenly asked: "Miss Li Luo, it seems that your story is not finished yet."

Gu Jiu was really interested in the story of Saint Xi Yu.

If this story is true, or has a prototype, it will really help him understand the worldview of this world.

After such a shock, Li Luo no longer had the mood to tell stories. His face turned pale and he said, "I'm a little tired. If you want to hear it, I'll tell you another day."

After hearing the word "tired", Gu Jiu felt tired instantly. He yawned and said, "That's right, I'm tired too. Let's take a nap first."

Having said that, he lay down in the coffin again and "passed away" peacefully again.

Gu Jiu, lying in the coffin, did not fall asleep immediately, but was still thinking about the past.

What he was recalling was not the horror story that Li Luo had just told him, but the "physical attack" inflicted on him by the Zhao sisters.

Yes, women are really terrible creatures. The facial cleanser that attacked him from both sides almost suffocated him.

Gu Jiu felt that in order to avoid similar situations, he had to find out if he had any skills like breathing through the skin.

There are so many women with big breasts in this world. It would be very frustrating if one day I was really killed by facial cleanser.

Gu Jiuqiang cheered up and began to search for skills in his vast skill pool, but this kind of thing was obviously very energy-consuming, so in less than twenty breaths, his steady breathing could be heard from the coffin.

Things like finding skills are best done in dreams.

The rain lasted for a long time, and when it stopped, it was completely dark.

It was dark and there was no point in traveling, and it had just rained, so the ground was extremely slippery. So Li Mei and his companions decided to stay in the temple until dawn before setting off again.

The rain was bone-chillingly cold, so even after it stopped, the temperature around them was still very low. So Li Mei and the other three women could only find a sheltered corner in the room and huddle together to feel a little warmer.

Who would have thought that we would encounter such horrible weather in the early summer.

At this time, they couldn't help but envy Gu Jiu lying in the coffin.

Li Mei and Li Luoke have heard their mother say many times that a good coffin keeps warm in winter and cool in summer, and none of the coffins made by her family are bad.

……

……

Late at night, the entire temple was quite quiet. Apart from a few ugly toads making unpleasant noises in the courtyard, there was no other sound.

A tall shadow slowly emerged from the light mist.

The shadow kept moving, from the other side of the wilderness to the side of the temple, looking like a leafless tree moving.

With two smacking sounds, two toads that were croaking in the yard were trampled into two puddles of mud.

It was a big foot, a very big foot, at least five times the size of an ordinary person's.

Its owner is also very tall, as tall as five adults.

Yes, a giant appeared in the temple courtyard.