In the blink of an eye, it was already night. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info: Everyone has experienced the attack of the Yaksha in the daytime, and they are all a little terrified in their hearts. Yan Chixia didn't come back at night after going out during the day, and even the white tiger didn't know where to go. Everyone was even more worried, and even Jing Chu's desire to ask Yan Chixia to kill Yaksha was delayed. He never dared to do it himself, he specialized in the art industry, if he didn't kill him, but let him escape, even the twenty people, including himself, would have to stay in Jinhua Prefecture.

They lit a bonfire in the middle of the temple and sat around it, not daring to go back to sleep alone, even if they yawned. Seeing this, Jing Chu had no choice but to say, "Everyone go back to sleep, I'll keep vigil tonight." If you really don't feel at ease, you can just share a room with two people, and you can take care of each other. ”

Everyone looked at each other. Feng Zedao: "Jing Chu is right. There are only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves. Let's go away. Everyone dragged on for a while, and they were so sleepy that they had to go back to rest in twos and twos. Jing Chu specially explained to Wang Liulang, be vigilant at night, the tree demon grandmother saw that Yaksha had not returned for a long time, and she couldn't say that she would send someone to come. Wang Liulang should accompany Ning Caichen back to the room.

After everyone went back to sleep, Jing Chu casually extinguished the bonfire and came to the front of the palace again. He had a vague feeling that tonight would not be peaceful.

Jing Chu quietly looked in front of the temple gate in the direction of the temple gate. There is no moon tonight, and the mountains in the distance are pitch black, and from time to time there is the sound of the mountain wind whistling, like the cry of a lonely ghost who has nothing to do.

Little by little, time passed. The temple is still the same silence, and the mountain wind is still howling.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, cold and biting, and Jing Chu felt that his scalp was numb all of a sudden. It seems that the guests are coming. So he said loudly: "The visitor is a guest, why don't you show up to see each other?" ”

"Giggles" A series of light and strange laughter sounded, flickering far and near, and kept floating around Jing Chu.

Jing Chu looked at it coldly, calm and relaxed. Now that he knew that this world might be the world of Liaozhai, Jing Chu's resistance to these ghosts suddenly increased. After all, every man who reads "Liao Zhai" must be eager to meet a large number of beautiful female ghosts and fox girls, and the elegant ones come to a spiritual love of "reading at night with red sleeves and fragrance", and the vulgar people don't say a word, blow out the lights and the sky is dark, and they use their housekeeping skills to fight seven or eight times before talking about anything else. It was this low-level trick that couldn't scare him.

After about a quarter of an hour, the ghost who made the laughing sound also seemed to feel that his methods could not scare Jing Chu, so he stopped doing useless work, and his figure appeared three or four feet in front of Jing Chu.

"Xiao Langjun is so bold, the slave family admires it." It was the lady in red from last night.

Jing Chu smiled lightly: "Isn't the girl still giving up?" ”

The girl in red floated in the air, and her eyes widened when she heard this, "Does Xiao Langjun have to mention those unpleasant things?" ”

"There's nothing else to talk about between us, do we?" Jing Chu said.

The woman in red laughed so much that her waist trembled, and her chest shook for a while, making Jing Chu's eyes hurt. Finally stopped, and the girl said: "Xiao Langjun turned out to be really a chick who didn't understand the amorous feelings." ”

Jing Chu was blushing by what she said, and she was really said by this fierce woman.

The girl's sharp eyes noticed the change in Jing Chu's face, and she smiled more happily: "Ah-I actually said it." Hahaha......"

"Ahem, cough," Jing Chu coughed a few times, and said with a little anger: "Girl, if you do this again, I will send off guests." ”

The girl in red made a look of tears, "Xiao Langjun is really hard-hearted." Slave ...... The slave family is sad......"

Jing Chu was unmoved: "Girl, except for you and me in this Lanruo Temple, everyone else is asleep. You're acting on stage here, I'm afraid no one will appreciate it. ”

"Isn't Xiao Langjun human?" The girl grinned.

"I am, but whether the girl is or not, I don't know." Jing Chu said.

The girl's expression froze, her pretty face instantly became full of anger, and the black gas came out of her body, and she rushed forward with an arrow and grabbed Jing Chu's neck.

Jing Chu was pinched by her throat, and her breath was already unsmooth, but there was no worry in her heart.

He clearly remembers watching the original version of "Strange Tales from the Past" in his previous life? The plot of Nie Xiaoqian. In Lanruo Temple, Nie Xiaoqian first confused Ning Caichen with beauty, saying something like "I don't sleep on a moonlit night, I wish Xiuyan is good." And the lady in red said last night "I wish to recommend a pillow seat" is the same meaning, the long night is long, it is the time to create people. However, Ning Caichen in the book claims to be "the same in life", and he is unmoved. So when Nie Xiaoqian left, she threw a certain amount of gold on Ning Caichen's bed, but Ning Caichen was still unmoved, and immediately threw the gold out of the window. Two days later, Nie Xiaoqian came to the door for help.

After coming to Lanruo Temple, Jing Chu carefully pondered this plot and came to two conclusions: one is that female ghosts like Nie Xiaoqian do not have the ability to directly confront men, or in front of a man who is not disturbed by beauty, she has no ability to hurt him. The second is that this kind of female ghost must use some props, such as a Rakshasa ghost bone disguised as a gold ingot, in order to kill. There are also limitations to this approach. If the person who wants to confuse does not accept the gold ingot, then this method is useless either.

Seeing the girl in red appear again today, there has been no overly intimate behavior since she appeared, Jing Chu understands that this girl in red is definitely asking for herself.

Therefore, in the face of the mad girl in red, Jing Chu looked indifferent, looked directly into the girl's eyes, and even faintly smiled with three points of joke and seven points of laughter.

Sure enough, seeing that Jing Chu's face did not change, and after a stalemate for more than a dozen breaths, the female Xun suddenly let go of her hand and knelt down to Jing Chu in mid-air. This time it was a big surprise, there was no such stubble in the script he expected, and he couldn't hide it in a hurry, so he moved the wheelchair sideways by half a foot.

When the girl saw it, she knelt more solidly, lowered her head deeply, changed her previous frivolous tone, and said solemnly: "Please Xiaolangjun save me." ”

"I've been here tonight with a cold wind in the middle of the night, just to wait for you to come. Whatever you want me to do, please stand up and speak first. The most unseen thing in my life is that people kneel and bend over. Jing Chu said.

The girl was stunned for a moment and said, "How did Xiao Langjun know that the slave family would come?" ”

"Guess." Jing Chu turned his wheelchair and entered the main hall, "Come with me, what do you have to say in the hall." ”

The girl hurriedly stood up and followed.

When the girl entered the main hall and stood still. Jing Chu said: "My surname is Jing, the thorny Jing, the single name is a Chu character, and it is clear Chu." Dare to ask the girl's name? ”

The girl said: "The slave family is now called Jiangxue. ”

Jing Chuqi said: "No surname? ”

"There were, but now there aren't." The girl's voice couldn't hear the emotion, but Jing Chu obviously felt the indifference behind it. This kind of indifference, he has only seen in people who have been greatly hurt. People always like to look back on the past, and only the pain beyond ordinary people's imagination can make people go against this habit, deliberately forget the past, forget the name that is in a sense the carrier of everything in the past.

"Young Master Jing, would you like to listen to the slave family tell a story?"

"You say, I'll listen."