Ning Caichen and Meng Qi looked over with interest. ,
After so many reincarnation missions, this was the first time that I encountered an ongoing familiar plot, met the protagonist I knew, and the mission pressure was not high, so I inevitably felt like I was enjoying myself and watching the game.
Ning Caichen is a standard handsome scholar, a little thin, with a bit of panic and fear in his expression, muttering to himself: Zi Bu Yan has strange power and chaos.
He seemed to be frightened by the crows of crows in the eerie forest at sunset and the bone-chilling wind.
Indeed, the road is more dangerous in the dark and at night. Yan Chixia is not a stubborn person. After pondering for a while, she said: Mr. Ning, you must stay here in the main hall after nightfall. You must not wander around other places in Lanruo Temple, let alone sleep. Buddhist temple.
He glanced at the crowd and saw Meng Qi leaning against a beam, his body relaxed, his eyes half open and half closed, his right hand gently patting his knee. Sun Junlin and Nangong Chong on the left, Du Qingqing, were slightly wary, sensing that the surroundings were filled with qi and blood. A prosperous person must have extraordinary strength, so he added: As long as you are not the only one in the palace, there is no need to be afraid of any ghosts. If you are the only one left, you will follow him and you must not do anything on your own.
Ning Caichen, a scholar, could still hear Yan Chixia's good intentions. In comparison, everyone else seemed indifferent, so he nodded hurriedly: I'm sorry, I don't know your brother's surname.
His surname is Yan and his courtesy name is Chixia. He is from the north. Yan Chixia answered concisely and comprehensively.
After the greetings, Ning Caichen put down his bookcase, collected dead branches and leaves, and then found fire folds, hoping to light a fire to keep warm.
Perhaps he was running so fast in the last section that he was a little exhausted now. He still couldn't get rid of the fire and was panting from exhaustion.
Seeing this, Yan Chixia flicked her finger and a spark flew down. The pile of branches and leaves immediately burst into flames, and the hall was lit up.
Brother Yan is the legendary swordsman Ning Caichen opened his eyes wide and full of curiosity.
Yan Chixia nodded slightly, as if she was not a talkative person.
Brother Yan, the swordsman can really fly into the sky and escape from the earth, exorcise demons, and burn mountains and seas. This sword on your back is beyond the world of mortals. Are you here to get rid of ghosts? Ning Caichen blurted out a series of questions, as if these things were haunting him. It’s been in my heart for a long time.
Meng Qi's mind was at peace. After hearing this, he realized that Ning Caichen in this world is still a very curious chatterbox.
Yan Chixia answered Ning Caichen's questions from time to time. After declining his offer to eat grilled steamed buns, time passed quickly. The sun completely set in the west. The bright moon and stars were covered by thick clouds. The earth was dark and dark. Only the fire in the hall was swaying with red light.
Woo~ A gust of wind blew through the dilapidated hall, which was different from the usual cold. There's something eerie and eerie about it.
Woo~ Maybe it was the blowing in from the gap, which made a sound like a ghost crying. Ning Caichen couldn't help but shudder, and felt that his scalp was sore.
His teeth clashed. As he got closer to the fire to get rid of the chill, suddenly, a suspicious blush appeared on his slightly pale face. After looking around, he gritted his teeth and chose to be patient.
Woohoo~ The wind is getting stronger and stronger. It's as if the evil spirit is right next to you.
Ning Caichen suddenly stood up: Brother Yan, I want to go out for convenience.
He has endured it for a long time
There are many people in the palace, and urinating here would be unacceptable to him, who is very thin-skinned. When he goes out, the night is dark and the wind is blowing. There may be evil spirits hiding there, so he first asks the legendary swordsman Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia was in the exterior scene. How could she not feel his physical condition? She had already thought about it and pointed to the big hole in the side wall: "Come out from here and deal with it next to the main hall. If there is any danger, I can detect it myself.
Ning Caichen didn't say much, and walked towards the cave in a state of great urgency. Although he was very anxious, he couldn't run, his legs were clamped, and he took small steps quickly.
Woo~ The dark wind blew by. Sun Junlin, the left envoy of the Cangtian Sect, turned his head to look at his sect leader, whose eyes were still half-opened and half-closed. He saw that his green shirt reflected the firelight, highlighting the depth of his aura, as if he was sleeping.
So, Zuo Shi secretly sent a message: Sect Master, why don’t you just capture the evil spirits here
The sect master has cultivated Cang Tian to the unprecedented level of Huang Tiandang, which is no worse than the old demon of Black Mountain, the Celestial Master Empress, and others. No matter how strong the evil ghosts in Lanruo Temple are, how can they hide it from his senses and withstand his attacks? Power, as long as he is willing, he can surely capture it
Meng Qi still leaned against the beams and pillars, his momentum restrained, his eyes closed, looking at the entire hall and Lanruo Temple as nothing, and said calmly:
Don't worry.
Don't worry, for yourself, it's more important to observe Nangong Chong's performance
Besides, this is the first time I have experienced a relatively familiar plot. Although there will definitely be changes and differences, I still know the basics. How can you not enjoy the story of A Chinese Ghost Story and witness the love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian
The feeling was vague, but the entire Lanruo Temple and the surrounding woods were reflected in Meng Qi's heart. This state, combined with the prophecy of the story, gave him the subtle pleasure of using God's perspective.
While Meng Qi watched with interest, Ning Caichen dug out the big hole, took a few steps further, found a stone pillar in the corridor, and untied his belt.
Hu Ning Caichen looked relieved and was tying up his belt when he suddenly heard the sound of crying, soft and low, extremely sad.
Brushing, all the hairs on Ning Caichen's back stood up. If it hadn't been solved right away, he might have peed his pants.
There is a ghost female ghost
He hurried back and saw that the main hall was gone.
Surrounded by winding corridors
In the main hall, Yan Chixia stood up suddenly. Just now, a gust of wind blew by, and she lost her sense of Ning Caichen.
Such a strong devil
He felt quite guilty and pulled out the broadsword behind him. It seemed to be made of brass, but it was terrifyingly heavy and hard, and its surface was covered with a glimmer of sword energy.
Yan Chixia took a step and appeared outside the big hole. Her sword intent spread, dispersing the dark wind and looking for clues.
He subconsciously turned around and took a look at the mysterious man in green shirt who looked neither old nor young, but saw that he still had his eyes closed, enigmatic and not at all shocked by what just happened.
Nangong Chong hesitated for a moment, pulled Du Qingqing to his feet, and whispered to Meng Qi: Senior. The younger generation is a man of the right path and cannot ignore death.
Yan Chixia is a great hero in the world and everyone admires her. If he has a negative impression of her, the reputation she has worked so hard to accumulate will be greatly reduced.
Meng Qile saw him doing something and nodded slightly: Go ahead, I'm here to take charge.
Nangong Chong didn't waste any time and escaped from the cave with Du Qingqing. He said to Yan Chixia: "Master Yan, we are here to help you."
The evil spirits are tyrannical. Be careful. Yan Chixia gave a hint of appreciation.
The main hall was gone, only the corridors were there. Ning Caichen was so frightened that his two limbs trembled, and he kept muttering to himself: Only the books of sages and sages have a majestic air, and ghosts and gods cannot get close.
Self-hypnosis seemed to be quite effective. He calmed down a little, and all his fears and other emotions turned into motivation, allowing him to fly.
Run, run. The sound of crying became clearer and clearer. Ning Caichen took a deep breath, turned his head and changed direction.
However. No matter how he changed, the gentle cry became clearer and clearer.
At the end, Ning Caichen's face turned solemn and he paused. He pulled out a book from his arms, with the title written on the cover:
Mencius
The awe-inspiring spirit was so great that Ning Caichen held the scroll and carried its contents. Proceed carefully.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her, draped in plain white gauze, with icy skin and jade skin vaguely visible. She was hazy and particularly enchanting. She was squatting in the corner, sobbing.
The evil ghost Ning Caichen blurted out.
The figure turned its head, revealing a face that would make people lose consciousness even in a gloomy environment. The eyebrows were slightly rough and dark, but they did not hide the beauty at all. The eyes were crystal clear, like an innocent deer, giving people a cool and cold feeling. , the looming skin and the seductive temptation can't make her look sexy, but reveal a bit of innocence.
Young Master, leave quickly, grandma asked me to harm you. The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and her sadness was beyond words.
After hearing these words, Ning Caichen became less afraid: I don't know what to call the girl. Ning Caichen, I know a swordsman who loves to interfere with injustice. If the girl is coerced by that grandma to harm others, he should find a way save you.
The girl shook her head: No, grandma is so strong. Several swordsmen who came before were killed by her.
My name is Nie Xiaoqian, and I am a lonely ghost under my grandma.
That one is Daxia Yan Chixia, one of the most powerful swordsmen in the world. When others treat him sincerely, Ning Caichen repays him even more.
The girl's eyes lit up: "If Master Yan Chixia Yan is really him, I hope the young master will ask him to go to a poplar tree with a black nest in the forest and smash the jar of my ashes. Otherwise, he will never be able to get rid of grandma's control."
The poplar tree with a black nest Ning Caichen repeated.
At this time, Yan Chixia and Nangong Chong, Du Qingqing, were searching both sides.
Nangong Chong held the long sword and cautiously opened the door of a Zen room.
Squeak, the door opened, revealing a large bucket with hot water and white steam inside. A full-length woman sat in it, hurriedly covering her chest with her hands, her skin white as snow, and she suddenly appeared in spring.
Nangong Chong kept looking at it. Suddenly, a black shadow hung down from his head, scratched his protective secret treasure, and penetrated his head.
Ah, Du Qingqing screamed.
In the main hall, Meng Qi's eyes suddenly opened and he concentrated on it.
The fire disappeared immediately, and his senses were limited to his side again. In just a moment, everything recovered. Meng Qi saw Nangong Chong and Du Qingqing again, saw Yan Chixia, and saw Ning Caichen, who was walking quickly towards the big hole.
It was like going back in time. Meng Qi's eyes were half open and half closed, as if nothing happened, but there were many thoughts in his heart.
Suddenly, Nangong Chong stood up and said loudly: Mr. Ning, it’s dangerous outside, it’s better to stay inside
After much effort, he finally managed to get Ning Caichen to go to the corner of the hall to relieve himself.
Everything was fine after that, except for the cold wind blowing colder and colder.
Suddenly, a creaking sound came from the gate of Lanruo Temple. Meng Qi's eyes suddenly opened and he looked over from a distance of several hundred feet.
At the door was an old monk in gray robes. He had a kind face and closed his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes with the pull of a different energy. Inside, there was a piece of golden glass, transparent and crystal clear, and he seemed to be able to see all kinds of things.
clairvoyance
There were real sparks in the air in Zizizi Square. A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down, illuminating the entire Lanruo Temple. The cold wind suddenly stopped, and there was actually a rustling feeling.
Yan Chixia stood up in surprise:
Master Foolish Monk. .