The moment the door was opened, a cool wind blew on the body, and the rotten wooden door made a "creaking" sound, like some kind of wicked laughter, which was creepy.

A man and a monkey stood at the door for ten breaths, and then walked inside.

"The ghost broke the temple, Lao Tzu inexplicably thought of chatting fast. ”

"Tsk!"

"Come on Xiaoqian, let's catch her and let her dance, what do you think?"

"Tsk!"

"I don't know if there are ghosts in this world?"

"Twitter ......"

"Crunch—"

Hengxian walked into the courtyard and pushed open a side hall that was still intact, and a rotten and mildew smell came to his face, and it was dark inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Heng Xian's right hand was sealed, and he cast a Five Elements Fire Technique that could be used in the Qi Sea Realm, and a fist-sized fireball flashed out, illuminating the room.

I saw that the room was not large, covered with cobwebs, there was a hard bed in it, a few futons, and a rotten table, presumably it used to be a monk's meditation room.

However, there was a half-new red coffin in the corner, which looked a little cautious.

Hengxian shot a fireball again, walked over, gently lifted the lid of the coffin, couldn't open it, and seemed to be killed from the inside.

"Rest in peace, excuse me!"

Hengxian clasped his palms together and recited a sentence silently.

He didn't plan to change the room, this place, it seems that the environment is not good in which room to go to.

He then told the dog to go out to collect firewood, and he cleaned the room into a clean place.

The dog didn't know what it meant to be afraid, so he ran out excitedly, as if he had found the former monk's firewood room, and after a while, he came back with a large pile of neat firewood.

One person and one monkey sat down, Hengxian made a fire again, burned the firewood, and the sparks flew up instantly.

The Five Elements Spiritual Root is good at this, the Five Elements Small Spells can be practiced, and there is no limit at all, which is something that other people with single and double spiritual roots dare not hope for at all.

While roasting the fire, he took out chicken legs, roast chicken, snacks, and wine, and put them on the ground, and the master and servant began to eat.

Outside, lightning and thunder were roaring, rain was pouring down, and inside there were torches and food, and I didn't feel lazy.

"It's good to wander around like this, but the aura is not enough, and I can't practice!" Hengxian took a sip of wine.

"Twitter......" Dogan also took a sip of wine, grinning with spicy teeth.

"Woo......"

Suddenly there was a roar outside the house.

A cool air slowly diffused from the back window of the meditation room.

Hengxian glanced over coldly, and was about to scold.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps and shouting outside the temple:

"There's a temple here, let's go in and hide!"

"Hurry up ......"

"No, adults, it's not clean here!"

"I can't care so much, it's better than being killed by that group of robbers!"

"But, here'......"

"Nothing, go in!"

"Crunch—"

The temple door opened, and it seemed that quite a few people had broken in.

The cool air outside the back window also disappeared at this time.

Hengxian walked behind the door, looked out along the crack in the door, and greeted the skylight, only to see a group of about seven or eight people, staggering in, the sky was too dark, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Huh, there's someone in the temple!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Another person said, "Could it be a monk in the temple?"

A familiar voice said, "It should be that pedantic boy, who is bold enough to really come here." ”

It was the scholar who called Hengxian.

Hengxian was surprised, didn't this thing say that there was a demon on the mountain?

At this time, the scholars and their entourage rushed into a meditation room next to them.

Then there was the sound of fire and a rustling sound, and it took a while to settle down.

An old voice said with a little worry: "I wonder if that gang of thieves and robbers will chase after them?"

The scholar said: "Don't worry, Master Di, this group of people has been here for some time, and they are very afraid of the mountain, and they will never dare to chase after them!"

"That's good. The old man's voice sighed, "I want the old man to be an official for decades, and he has worked hard for the court, but in the end he was swept away by the three princes, and on the way back to his hometown, he was chased and killed by the rebels, which is really ......."

"Dad, when you get back home, everything will settle down, don't worry. A girl's voice was crisp.

"I hope so. The old voice sighed again.

The scholar's voice trembled slightly: "Master Di, after all, the rain is about to stop, let's leave as soon as possible!"

The old man's voice said righteously: "Wu Sheng, you are a scholar, you don't say anything, you must not talk nonsense, the old man will not leave." ”

"I ......" the scholar was speechless.

A moment of silence ensued.

Hengxian lost interest, clinked glasses with the dog, and drank it with a burnt knife.

Time passed quietly, and it was close to midnight in the blink of an eye, and Hengxian sat cross-legged, carrying the exercises on Sunday.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

Hengxian frowned slightly: "The door is not closed, please come in!"

"Crunch—"

The door was pushed open, and a little girl walked in timidly, handing over a small bag: "Inside is a little food, wine and beef jerky, our master said, going out, living by the eaves, it is also fate, please don't shirk the little brother." ”

"The old man is righteous, but it will be disrespectful in the future!" Hengxian took the burden and smiled.

The little girl blushed and withdrew.

Soon there was a voice from next door: "Ah, it's a young man, and he's more handsome than a girl!"

The young lady's voice reproached: "You, be quieter, save people to listen to it, and make a joke!"

Silence followed.

Hengxian shook his head and put the package aside, and was about to continue meditating, when the door opened again, and the scholar walked in, clasped his fists and said, "Sure enough, it's you, in Xia Wusheng, I don't know the surname of the little brother?"

Hengxian said casually: "Murong De." ”

"It turned out to be the Murong brothers. Wu Sheng lowered his voice and asked, "You have come here so early, have you noticed that something is wrong?"

Hengxian pretended to be surprised, and pointed to the coffin inside: "Is it counted? There seems to be a dead person inside!"

When Wu Sheng saw the coffin, he was frightened: "Oh, what a bold offspring." ”

I ran next door as if I was running away.

Hengxian simply got up and plugged the door, and said to the dog in a slightly louder voice: "Someone knocks on the door again, scratch him!"

didn't wait for the dog to respond,

There was an immediate scolding from the next door: "What a rude!"

"When who wants to go over the same!"

"Humph!"

Hengxian didn't bother to reply, meditated cross-legged, and ran the exercises.

It is a must-do homework to carry the twelve weekly exercises every morning and evening, and then you have to practice the sword, and you can't be disturbed and distracted in the process, otherwise you will be upset.

It is no wonder that strange hermits like to go to the mountains to practice.

.........

It's past midnight.

Faintly, there was a strange smell all around, and it was a little cool at first, and then it became warm.

In the wilderness behind the meditation room, bursts of music and cowardly girls' singing suddenly sounded.

Someone next door exclaimed, "Why is there a door in the back?"

"Oh, I really didn't pay attention, there are still people singing, is there still someone living in the back?"

"Run!" Wu Sheng shouted in horror.

"Run your head, you guy has read too many books, and your brain is wrong!" someone shouted.

"Go over and take a look, Wu Sheng, you can come with you. The old voice commanded.

Then there was the sound of a group of people pushing the door and heading towards the back.

Hengxian opened his eyes and shook his head, this group of people didn't want to live anymore.

"Whoa—"

At this moment, the coffin in the corner was suddenly pushed open by something, making a slight friction sound.

Immediately, a white figure fluttered out.