Hong Yi grinned and said, "Brother Yang, you have a good mentality. Ghosts have no shadows, but creatures like monsters have shadows!"

The girl glared at Hong Yi and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how could I be a monster!"

"You don't admit it yet?" Hong Yi said: "Your clothes are so thin, the mountains are cold, and normal people can't stand it at all. Moreover, there are no one in this radius of ten miles. How could you, a single woman, appear in the ancient temple late at night?"

"You have a shadow, either a ghost, or a mountain fox monster. Apart from this kind of creature, you can be afraid of the cold winter and the late night. For ordinary women, who dares to go out in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, I'm not a ghost, I'm a monster, I'm a special one to find food. I happened to meet you two." The woman suddenly changed color, her tone was cold, her face turned pale, as if she was about to rush over to eat people at any time.

"Ah, Brother Yang, I have the righteousness of a scholar. Most monsters dare not approach me. I will stop him, and you can leave quickly." Although Hong Yi and Chen Hao had been in contact for a short time, Hong Yi regarded Chen Hao as a friend. When the disaster came, he actually asked Chen Hao to leave first.

As for the righteousness he mentioned, it is naturally false. Like an ordinary scholar, who read too many books, he will be blessed with the righteousness of the righteousness of the body. This is normal.

But Hong Yi, this young man, will have some righteous blessings now? If he encounters ghosts, he will end up like an ordinary person.

Chen Hao naturally would not leave first. He smiled at Hong Yi and said, "Brother Hong, I said you don't be so nervous. Why do you think this girl is a monster, not a monk?"

"Cultivator?" Hong Yi looked at the girl carefully and murmured: "Brother Yang is right. This woman has a shadow and looks full of energy and blood. She may be a monk."

This cannot be blamed for Hong Yi. He has been living humbly for more than ten years. He is the lowest-level existence of Wu Wenhou Mansion. Even the maid dares to bully him. He has never seen any monk. For him, monks only exist in books.

He used to read ghost novels, and Chen Hao just told him about the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and Journey to the West. He instinctively felt that the woman who appeared in the middle of the night was a ghost. Now, after Chen Hao reminded him, he realized that not only ghosts dared to come out in the middle of the night, but also human monks dared to come out. This is how the notes on the Herbha Tang were written!

The woman glanced at Chen Hao and said, "Young man, you know a lot."

When she married Yang Pan, after Concubine Xuan was deposed, she naturally did not recognize Chen Hao, who was ordered not to step out of Anning Palace at the age of eight.

After the woman finished speaking to Chen Hao, she said to Hong Yi: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Your friend is right. I am indeed a monk."

"Then what are you doing here?" Hong Yi's heart was calmer when he heard the woman say that she was a monk. In his heart, monks would never kill innocent people like mountain fox monsters.

"Hehe, I came to Xishan today to see my relatives, but I didn't expect to hear such an interesting story." The woman in red looked at Chen Hao again and said, "Young man, are you a storyteller?"

Chen Hao shook his head and smiled and said, "Girl, I'm not a storyteller. I just read a few mythological stories occasionally."

"You call me a girl?" the woman smiled softly.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "You call me a boy, don't I call you a girl?"

The woman said, "My age is much older than you. What's your name for a boy?"

Chen Hao said: "My name is Yang Qing."

"Yang Qing? It seems that somewhere has you heard of this name?" The woman thought for a moment, then looked at Chen Hao for a few more times, and shook her head. She really had never seen Chen Hao before!

"What's wrong with the girl?" Chen Hao smiled faintly.

The woman shook her head and said, "It's nothing. I have one thing. I want to ask you for help."

Chen Hao said: "Just say so."

The woman said, "Since you can read books, you are naturally aware of words. Among my relatives, there are children who want to study. I want to hire you as a teacher to teach them and tell them stories. I don't know if you go or not, and you will be rewarded with 10 taels of red gold per month."

Chen Hao said: "Teaching? I really don't like teaching. If you really want to hire a teacher for your relatives, please invite me, Brother Hong. He has the reputation of a scholar. After a while, it will be a provincial examination. Brother Hong will definitely be able to be a high school scholar."

"Brother Yang has been awarded more. How can he pass the exam if he can pass the exam?" Hong Yi was still very modest at this time.

"Brother Hong, don't be humble. I still have confidence in your literary talent." Chen Hao said.

At this time, the woman looked at Hong Yi and said, "Since you, a young man, are you willing to be the teacher of my relative's children? The reward is also ten taels of red gold per month."

"This..." Hong Yi hesitated a little. He was a pauper now! One or two gold was a considerable amount for him, let alone ten taels.

In the Daqian Dynasty, gold and silver were one pair of fifteen, and ten taels of red gold were 150 taels of silver per month, which was considered a huge amount.

While Hong Yi was still hesitating, the woman said to Chen Hao again: "Yang Qing, although you don't want to teach, you can tell stories to my relatives' children. Is it a ten tael of red gold? Do you mean it?"

"If you tell a few stories, you will earn gold. You will naturally have to go." Chen Hao agreed happily.

Seeing that Chen Hao agreed, Hong Yi no longer hesitated and said, "Since Brother Yang agrees, then I agree too."

"Okay." Seeing that both of them agreed to the employment, the woman chuckled and said, "Then let's go to my relative's house now."

"Let's go now?" Hong Yi glared at his eyes.

"Of course." The woman laughed, "It's about sixty miles away from here, but with your strength, you can't even walk at dawn. I'd better take you."

After saying that, the woman ignored Chen Hao and Hong Yi's opposition. She grabbed the two of them by the arms, jumped and went directly outside the temple yard.

After landing, the woman rushed up again, but the leap was much further than before, and she jumped more than a hundred feet away.

After about two or three incense sticks, the woman took the two to a dark valley. In the middle of the valley, there was a faint fire.

"What is that!"

Hong Yi saw a scene that he would never forget.

A bunch of large bonfires burned in the middle of the valley, and next to the bonfire, there were dozens of snow-white fur foxes sitting around.

These foxes, half-squatted and half-sitting, seemed to be humans, especially they, holding books one by one, making strange sounds, as if they were reciting, just like children studying in private schools.

A group of foxes read like humans!
Chapter completed!