I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

The ancient trees were luxuriant and the treetops were like a canopy. Looking at it in the night, it was like a continuous mountain range, uneven and lofty.

A lantern hung high on a branch, swaying back and forth with the night wind, pulling out shadows that were sometimes long and sometimes short.

The scattered shadows swayed and flew around like many ghosts and monsters, surrounding the courtyard.

Under the lamp, an ancient well with worn words stood quietly.

"Tap, tap, tap ..."

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a figure flashed out of the moon gate. She was slim and graceful, her clothes fluttering in the wind. She had a dignified temperament, but at this moment, she seemed a little rushed.

Her gorgeous dress quickly brushed past the fallen leaves on the ground, bringing with it a small gust of wind. The leaves quickly rolled up and circled in front of her feet, fluttering in the wind.

Looking up along her curvy body, she saw a small waist, a tall chest, a slender white neck, and at the end of it was a mask as smooth as a mirror, which completely covered her expected moon-like beauty.

The woman's wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her long hair was scattered like a waterfall, dancing in the wind. As she hurried along, she would turn back from time to time to observe. It was The Pink Bride who was hiding from the servant girls.

After she entered the courtyard, she did not stop at all. She wanted to pass through directly and continue to hide, but when her eyes swept over the well railing, she immediately stopped.

Last night, she had hidden at the bottom of the well and escaped the maidservant's pursuit!

Although it was very difficult to climb out of the well, he couldn't care about that at the moment.

Thinking of this, The Pink Bride immediately walked to the well, lifted the complicated and exquisite skirt, sat on the edge of the well, and jumped down directly.

"Plop!"

The dark and heavy water of the well splashed up high and hit the walls of the well.

"Huala, Huala, Huala."

The surface of the water rippled for a while before it gradually returned to its original calm.

As soon as The Pink Bride fell into the water, she immediately felt a bone-piercing cold. The coldness lingered and eroded, as if it could penetrate into her bones.

She couldn't help but shiver. Just as she steadied herself, a cold voice suddenly entered her ears."Miss, where are you?"

"Miss ..."

"Miss ... Where are you ..."

The Pink Bride did not hesitate and immediately sank her entire body into the water.

&Quot; miss ... Miss ... Where are you ... Where are you ... &Quot;

As the fallen leaves crumbled under his feet, the servant girl's voice grew closer.

Soon, a bloated, rotten head stuck out of the ancient well. &Quot; "Miss, where are you?"

The icy call reverberated back and forth between the walls of the well.

As soon as he finished speaking, pieces of rotten meat and dirty blood fell into the well.

"Ba da, ba da ..."

The blood and flesh split in the well water, and the stench of blood quickly spread.

The maidservant lay at the mouth of the well with no intention of leaving. After a while, her half-rotten mouth suddenly revealed a strange and sinister smile."Miss, so you're here!"

Before The Pink Bride could react, a sticky, rotten hand quickly passed through the well water and forcefully removed the mask on her face.

The Pink Bride's expression changed as she saw a maidservant whose body was completely rotten appear in the well, floating in front of her!

The maidservant put the mask on her face, and in an instant, her body returned to normal. She looked fair and graceful, full of youth, and full of vitality.

The rotten stench from before seemed to be an illusion.

She slowly, slowly raised her masked face, and her cold gaze pierced through the mask, staring straight at The Pink Bride. She said faintly, " "Miss, I've found you!"

Before she could finish her sentence, the maidservant stretched out her tender arms and grabbed The Pink Bride's throat!

Without any power to resist, The Pink Bride was immediately pressed down to the bottom of the well by a powerful force, her face sinking into the sand.

The strong feeling of suffocation disappeared in an instant, and the breath of death swept through. She struggled with all her might, but the servant girl's strength was getting stronger.

Gradually, a fleeting memory appeared in her mind ...

In front of the ancient altar that was stained with layers of mottled blood, she was dressed in luxurious clothes, surrounded by pearls and green jade. She was using her soft hands that were stained with the juice of Phoenix Fairy Flower to pull out a snow-white dagger bit by bit.

The dagger gleamed coldly, its edge as sharp as a mirror. It reflected her interested eyes and the maidservant who was tied up on the altar, her face full of fear and pleading.

"Tap, tap, tap ..."

Her pleated skirt with cinnabar yarn embroidered with acacia flowers swayed gently, revealing her Scarlet goatskin boots with gold and auspicious clouds patterns under it. With light footsteps, she stepped on the floor tiles carved with twisted lotus flowers and walked slowly around the altar.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the maidservant's heart.

Looking at the maidservant's expression becoming more and more frightened, even to the point of her entire body going limp, a soft laugh was heard.

Immediately after, her slender white hand steadily stabbed the dagger into the servant girl's lower jaw. Then, she made a cut upward and evenly cut the skin in half.

Blood quickly seeped out and spread along the wound.

The dagger moved nimbly, and the White skin was forcibly peeled off. Amidst the shrill screams, the twitching flesh was gradually exposed ...

The golden wind ruffled the branches and leaves, and the sky was filled with yellow flowers.

In the frost, the bright dagger suddenly slipped from his sleeve and fell to the bottom of the well.Thɪs chapter is updated by Noᴠelꜰire.nᴇt

"Thump."

The sound of something entering the water echoed in the well, and the shimmering light slowly flickered, but it was as quiet as before.

The Pink Bride suddenly came back to her senses. She didn't have time to think. One of her hands was still desperately scratching the servant girl's arm, and the other hand was quickly rubbing the sand.

Soon, her fingertips touched the handle of the dagger. Without any hesitation, she immediately grabbed the dagger that she remembered falling into the well and stabbed it into the servant girl's neck!

&Quot; ah ah ah ah ah!!! &Quot;

The maidservant let out a high-pitched and shrill scream. At the same time, the power in her hand loosened, and The Pink Bride broke free from her control again. She quickly stepped on the wall of the well, floated to the surface of the water, and climbed up.

The moss on the wall of the well was thick and layered. It was sticky and slippery, making it extremely difficult to climb. But this time, The Pink Bride only used a little strength and easily jumped out of the well, standing firmly on the shore.

Looking at the ancient trees, lanterns, and courtyard in front of her, The Pink Bride was slightly stunned. Only then did she realize that she had already recovered her strength at the Qi cultivation stage!

The servant girl's cold voice came from the well again, accompanied by the splashing sound of the well water being stirred."Miss, don't run!"

Before he finished his words, countless strands of hair quickly spread out from the well. Under the dim yellow light, it looked like the water in the well was rising.

The hair wriggled, and soon, the maidservant's figure was revealed.

The Pink Bride stood still and did not move. She had no intention of running away. She slowly raised the dagger in her hand and smiled like a flower."I'll teach you how to be a ghost!"