The First Evil Spirit

  When she entered the cabin with him, she found that there was a strange mechanism here. On the surface, it seemed to be a willow leaf boat, but when he opened the hatch below the cabin, there was a very beautiful house underneath. The walls were exquisitely carved, with purple sandalwood carvings, golden glass, and light silk curtains fluttering. Every piece of furniture, including the tables, chairs, and beds, was beautifully decorated, as if this room should be inhabited by a noble and elegant person.

  "Not bad." Su Mo couldn't help but sincerely praise it. This mechanism was quite special and the house was also very beautiful.

  It must be said that this room is very exquisite, with ancient paintings and screens, ancient fragrance and color, fist-sized night pearls inlaid on the walls, luxurious and gorgeous, and the furniture decorations are all complete. However, although it gives a beautiful feeling, the tone is somewhat cold, and there is no human touch at all.

  She remembered that in her past life, Shifu's house wasn't like this.

  Su Mo raised her eyes to look at him, but Shi Ying just smiled and pulled her into the house, taking her to carefully examine every nook and cranny. Then he said: "You see, the mystery of the mechanism lies in not being deceived by appearances. Isn't there another world inside this ship?"

  "Not bad." Su Mo nodded slightly.

  "How's it going?" He asked softly, inquiring about her condition after the ordeal.

  Su Mo's eyes scanned and smiled lightly: "Very mysterious, very comfortable, very spacious, also very clean."

  Shi Yin was already seated on the couch, smiling elegantly: "Actually, you're speaking against your will, I can see from your eyes that what you really want to say is that there's no one here?"

  Su Mo immediately said bluntly: "That's right, indeed there is no popularity."

  "By the way, do you drink? " Shī Yuán had already stepped forward slowly, his slender hand slowly opened the cabinet, and inside were all kinds of fragrant fine wines, obviously a hundred-year-old collection. "What's your favorite flavor of wine? Zhú Yè Qīng? Nǚ ér Hóng? Zhuàng Yuán Hóng? Lán Líng Jiǔ?"

  Su Mo was taken aback, she had always thought he didn't drink alcohol.

  "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? As if I'm some kind of monster?" Shī Yuān smiled gently, the smile on her face as soft as a spring breeze. She had already taken out a jar of rose wine from the cabinet, "This wine should be to a girl's taste, 'Laughter and fragrance, beautiful people meet, lotus flowers not yet out of water are already red, dripping into the mouth, leaving a fragrant aftertaste.'"

  Su Mo raised an eyebrow and said, "But I thought you liked drinking tea?"

  "When I'm alone, I still like to drink. Drinking can relieve my worries." The teacher walked a few steps forward elegantly and slowly turned around to smile at her, saying softly and gently: "Actually, when you're alone, it's still very lonely."

  Su Mo's gaze fell upon Shi Huan's serene and elegant face, then shifted to the wine, which was something she had never seen before in her past life. It seemed that everyone had their moments of loneliness, and even Shi Huan had a side that Su Mo had not seen before in her past life. At this moment, Su Mo couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. People only saw his majestic and superior identity as the world's number one prodigy, but they could not see the loneliness that had been accumulating in his heart for a hundred years.

  Shi Yin had already poured her a cup of wine and was slowly drinking it himself.

  "By the way, Mr. Lian, have you ever been to the entrance of the demon world?" Su Mo took a light sip of the fine wine in front of her, and indeed it was extremely delicious. She raised her enchanting eyes and asked softly.

  "Never has been." The teacher slowly shook his head with a gentle smile.

  "Besides, Master Ling, I've changed into men's clothing now. Do you need to change your appearance as well? It might be easier going out like this." Su Mo asked lightly.

  "I don't need to, this umbrella can never hide my identity anyway, but I've gotten used to carrying it." Shī Yuān's fingertips stroked the wine cup as he spoke softly, "However, after we enter the entrance of the demon realm, this umbrella can be put away."

  "By the way, Mr. Ling, why do you always carry an umbrella? What's the reason behind it?" Su Mo gazed at him deeply, asking a question that her past self had once asked before.

  "Mò ér, why ask?" Shī yuàn gazed deeply at her, his eyes warm and boundless, as if looking at the woman he loved most.

  "I've always wanted to know." Su Mo's gaze was fixed on him.

  "I'll tell you, but not now, it's not time yet." The master had already straightened up and slightly turned his eyes.

  "Alright!" Su Mo let out a soft sigh, his eyes slanting to gaze at Shi Ying, the corners of his lips seeming to smile yet not quite smiling, hoping that he wouldn't suddenly disappear then.

  "Actually, Mo Er, I also want to know why you have two men?" Shi Yan suddenly asked.

  Su Mo was startled for a moment, and the cup in his hand almost got knocked over.

  Her subconscious gaze turned to the other person, with a complex expression, slightly embarrassed and difficult to speak out. Although Su Mo knew that many things were hard to hide from this person, she thought he would pretend to be ignorant all the time, but was asked by him personally, her heart suddenly felt a mix of emotions. Su Mo couldn't help but raise his eyes, looking at the mountains and scenery painted on the screen not far away.

  "Do you know?" she said quietly.

  "I knew it, but I didn't know for long." The smile on the master's face remained unchanged, and even his eyes did not flicker. He slowly turned to look at her, saying in a low voice: "But I believe you must have some unspeakable difficulties, I know you're not an ordinary woman."

  Su Mo took a deep breath and lowered his eyes, saying: "Actually, I have seven contracts."

  "Isn't it a marriage contract?" Shī Yuàn apparently knew many things that ordinary people did not know.

  "Not bad, I don't know what's going on either? From the time... from the time I was born, it's been like this." Su Mo slightly lowered her eyelids, and after she finished saying these words, she finally slowly let out a sigh of relief. Some things are all destined by heaven, fate is like that, sometimes it seems like you can make your own choices, but in the end, you can't choose, but for some reason, after seeing Shifu, a hint of guilt floated up in her heart."

  "I understand!" The master's hands held a wine cup and said in a low voice, "This matter is not your fault."

  "Ayin......" Su Mo had already fallen into silence, but couldn't help drinking a few more cups of wine.

  After a while, her face turned slightly red, unable to hold her liquor, and she suddenly said in a low voice: "A Yun, I have a story I want to tell you, do you want to hear it?"

  Shi Yin didn't hesitate for a moment, "What story are you going to tell?"

  Su Mo's charming eyes flowed, her red lips lightly opened, "Once there was a woman who was extremely beautiful and talented, but unfortunately she was a pure yin body, an object of contention among the powerful people of the imperial family for generations. Later, she had to hide her appearance, and the family business went well too. Later, the family found a fiancé for her, a handsome and elegant man, but he liked her younger sister instead. The two got married, and the man didn't even touch her, not even after finding out that she was a pure yin body, personally sending her away."

  The master took a light sip of wine, but his expression changed slightly, "And then?"

  Su Mo smiled slightly and said: "Later, the woman fled everywhere, but met a man."

  At this time she raised her head, seriously looked at Shī Yuè's face, and smiled: "That man is elegant and refined, a handsome young master, somewhat like you..."

  As she spoke, she slowly stood up, holding a wine cup in her hand, with some lazy posture, leaning against the couch, and continued: "He taught her mechanisms, taught her fantasy, taught her many things, was a noble person in her fate."

  Shi Yin listened to her words, and suddenly felt a strange sensation in his heart, his heartbeat became disordered, and some strange scenes appeared before his eyes, and he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat. He sat quietly at once. Hearing her soft voice was like the happiest and most blissful thing in his life.

  Su Mo arrived at his side and said, "They lived together in a place with all the amenities, the man cooking various dishes for her every day. The woman was deeply immersed in it, they were both teachers and friends, but their feelings for each other grew deeper and more intense. However, the man adhered to the gentleman's code of conduct, only at night would they sit under the moonlight and pour out their hearts to each other. He had told the girl that he was willing to marry her, willing to spend his whole life with her, and the girl was overjoyed, waiting for that day to come, hoping to be with him forever..."

  "Is that all?"

  Su Mo poured himself another cup of wine and smiled slyly: "Later that man suddenly disappeared, never to be seen again."

  "How is this possible?" The master's eyes were gentle as water, yet still showed a hint of surprise.

  Then the woman, unable to find her partner, was taken away by a powerful force and became another man's concubine. Unwillingly, she spent three years as his woman, but in her heart, she always longed for the missing man. She waited for him, waited for him, until three years had passed... At this point, Shī Yīng felt that Sū Mò's body was slightly trembling, as if there were some unspoken grievances and unspoken unwillingness.

  "What happened next?" Master Sheng narrowed his eyes, and a faint pain arose in his heart. He couldn't help but care about the outcome of this story, and he asked in a low voice.

  "I don't remember what happened after that." Su Mo suddenly gave a charming smile, she swayed and stood up, she had already drunk too much wine, which was why she said those words just now. She whispered: "Why don't I dance for Mr. Yan instead...I've never danced for you before, have I?"

  The elegant and refined face still wore a smile, but at this moment, it was stunned. Although he knew that Su Mo was the demon queen of Jin Yu Tang, and knew she would dance, he had not expected her to dance for him at this time.

  She's really drunk! And it's here, and it's just the two of them.

  Su Mo, despite wearing men's clothing, exuded an inexplicable charm from head to toe. She took a few gentle steps forward and stood softly in front of Shi Ming, her slender waist suddenly twisting, her body rotating into a slowly unfolding black rose. Her eyes flowed like water, the tips of her fingers lightly raised, every smile and frown entrancing, her toes lightly pointing back, her waist soft, as beautiful as a rainbow.

  She spun around in circles, like a whirlwind, her long hair fluttering freely, yet coquettishly like a ghost. Suddenly, she paused, her right arm elegantly bent, slowly raising her head, twisting her waist and hips, her alluring eyes filled with emotion, as she twisted her neck and waist under the shining night pearl, gently reclining on the ground, forming an absolutely stunning pose like a drunken imperial concubine...

  Although dressed in men's attire, Su Mo was drenched in sweat, her hair disheveled, and the person before him no longer resembled a young man. In the reflection of the night pearl, she appeared even more enchanting, subtly revealing her perfect figure, leaving Shi Meng feeling overwhelmed with beauty. He murmured: "The soul of the Golden Jade Hall's curtain, aurora, and feathered dress dancing fairy?"

  Su Mo's fingertips caressed the wine cup, her voice was sultry as she said: "Not bad, who would have thought that a woman could grasp the essence of dance after just watching it a few times? A woman who has become an object of contention among emperors and generals may appear to be in a favorable position on the surface, but who can truly understand her inner heart?"

  The master's eyes flickered slightly, as if wanting to penetrate the woman's hidden inner sorrow.

  At this moment, her right leg was elegantly raised high, her toes lightly lifted, and she suddenly sprang up with a whirlwind. Her face was enchanting, her lips were like vermilion, her dance was like a flower branch swaying horizontally, gently shaking, and hundreds of flowers flew up.

  She danced with abandon, something she had never done for him in their past life.

  So in this life, she naturally wants to make up for this regret.

  But she has elegantly raised her wide sleeves, with a smile as white as jade, beautifully and clearly visible, just like the fragrance of flowers in a leisurely manner, dense colors and sparse shadows. She danced and lightly sang: "Spring day outing, apricot blossoms blowing all over my head. Who is young on the roadside, with a gentle breeze? I will marry him for life, even if he abandons me without love, I won't be ashamed!"

  Shi Yin was taken aback, and he naturally knew this poem, but didn't know when he had recited it. His narrow and long eyes, as black as ink, were filled with emotions that couldn't be expressed or explained. He continued to recite: "Summer days, willow flowers fly, and cotton fills my head. In my youth, I was reckless and unaware of shame. Compared to the beauty of flowers, I wore a robe of jade and a crown on my head. Don't mention sorrow!"

  Su Mo's figure turned, her toes slightly paused, her eyes deeply gazing at him. Her bright moon-like gaze shifted slightly on his face, unexpectedly he could recite the poem they had recited together in their past life. Her red lips opened and continued to recite: "Autumn day outing, fallen petals scattered all over my head. The young lovers' feelings run deep, tears of longing flow, sorrowful parting. Cannot bear to part, waiting until the mountain collapses and the river breaks off!"

  The teacher's eyes sparkled, and a familiar yet bitter feeling surged in his heart. He couldn't help but recite the last line: "Winter outing, like water clouds and snow falling on my head. Who is this young man who doesn't know sorrow? Even without intention, I fell into the mud, laughing at each other without end!"

  Shi Yin's eyes gazed deeply at the woman in front of him, reciting the poem that emerged in his heart, carefully watching the beautiful dance moves before his eyes. However, at this moment, Su Mo's dance movements slowed down, and upon hearing his voice, she looked at him with a complex gaze, her eyes filled with nostalgia, sorrow, and love...

  At this time, the boat suddenly shook, Su Mo's legs softened, her clothes were a bit big, and she accidentally stepped on the hem while walking, and then fell into Shifu's arms. However, I could feel that Su Mo's body trembled slightly.

  At last, Su Mo could no longer hold back and threw herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest and holding him tightly.

  At this time, his eyes had gradually become extremely gentle.

  She leaned against him, is this a dream? Not a dream?

  His eyes were fixed on his opponent, with the other's figure reflected in his gaze.

  For a moment, it felt like those seven contracts could be forgotten.

  At this time, Shī Yuè's emotions couldn't help but quietly say: "Mò ér, can I become that third man to make a contract with you?"