The confrontation continued, and even the corridor on the second floor of the side hall on the right was shattered by the exchange between the two. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In the end, Yan Chixia won a move and scratched Xiahouwei's left arm. But the scholar was so immortal that he didn't know how to stand between the two, and the swords of the two pointed at his cheeks on both sides, and he didn't dare to move.

"I guess you're done fighting, right?" The scholar said in a trembling voice.

Yan Chixia said in a deep voice: "Brother Xiahou, you have fought with me for seven years, and you have lost for seven years. But you are really patient, I avoid it, and you chase it. ”

Xiahou Wei's face was cold, and he said, "Yan Chixia, I didn't expect that you would sharpen this sword more sharply in Lanruo Temple for half a month. ”

Yan Chixia was helpless and said: "No, it's just that you have wasted your youth, your ambition is too big, and you don't want to be motivated." For the false name of the world's first sword, the edge is too exposed, the intention is not right, the shape of the move is uncertain, the fire is too big, and the sword is fast and inaccurate. If you don't cultivate your mind, even if you win, it's a fluke. "It's a no-brainer.

In this way, Xiahou Wei's face was a little unbearable, and he opened his mouth to refute.

Ning Caichen gagged and lectured to the two, especially the sentence "You must know that the universe is infinite, and love is eternal", which not only made the originally rising fighting intent of the two who had the intention to continue fighting each other wiped out in an instant, but also made Li Lingtian and Nie Xiaoqian upstairs can't help but chuckle.

Nie Xiaoqian patted Li Lingtian's arm and giggled, "This scholar is really interesting!" ”

Li Lingtian also smiled: "Well, yes! ”

Finally, after seeing the humorous conversation between the scholar and Yan and Xia, Nie Xiaoqian said softly: "Childe, let's go back to the room!" ”

Li Lingtian snorted, took Nie Xiaoqian into the room, and the door was closed.

Xiahou Wei left Lanruo Temple, and the scholar prepared to live in a room on the second floor of the main hall far away from Yan Chixia. He also told Yan Chixia about his identity, Ning Caichen, a scholar in Shanyang Town, Wucheng County, went to Guobei County to help Jibao Zhai collect accounts, and came to Lanruo Temple to stay in the heavy rain.

Because the conversation between Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia was in the courtyard, the voice was not small, and Li Lingtian and Nie Xiaoqian in the room also heard it.

Li Lingtian and Nie Xiaoqian came to the desk in front of the window, and the two sat down.

"Childe, is this the "Zhu Xian" you created? Hehe, the words are a little shallow! But where is Qingyun Mountain? Which temple is Tianyin Temple? Nie Xiaoqian glanced at the manuscript that Li Lingtian had already written, and was attracted after not reading it for long, commenting and flipping through it.

Li Lingtian explained: "It's easier to read this way! Qingyun Mountain, Tianyin Temple? This is just my imagination! ”

Nie Xiaoqian glanced at him and said coquettishly: "Childe, you are really casual enough!" But the content of this novel is so attractive, imaginative, and so mysterious......" Gradually, Nie Xiaoqian's words stopped and continued to watch.

Li Lingtian didn't speak on the side, until Nie Xiaoqian suddenly turned her head, put her arms around Li Lingtian's arm, and asked expectantly, "Childe, what about the story below?" ”

Li Lingtian spread his hands, "No, uh, the story behind it hasn't been written yet!" But it was Li Lingtian who remembered the joke that was no longer there below, and hurriedly changed the words.

Nie Xiaoqian immediately shook Li Lingtian's left arm, and said coquettishly: "Childe, keep writing!" With a hint of anxiety on his face, he looked at Li Lingtian with expectant eyes.

Seeing this, Li Lingtian's mood was slightly confused, "Okay! Uh......"

The words that followed were not spoken, and Nie Xiaoqian also noticed Li Lingtian's bandaged right hand. She blamed herself a little, and at the same time she was a little distressed.

After all, this novel is different from the various interpretations, scripts, and words at this time.

At this time, in addition to all kinds of serious words, the reading materials are basically novels such as some talented and beautiful women, clean officials adjudicating cases and redressing grievances. Compared with "Zhu Xian", in addition to the slightly better rhetoric, other aspects can be said to be the gap between the firefly and the light of the bright moon. Although it is only a beginning, its vast background, mysterious world, and vivid characters have already touched Nie Xiaoqian's heart.

Impatient in her heart, Nie Xiaoqian thought for a while, her eyes lit up, and she said to Li Lingtian: "Childe, I'll help you write, how about you talk about it?" ”

When Li Lingtian heard this, he also secretly praised the woman's smart mind in his heart, and nodded, "Okay!" ”

In this way, Li Lingtian slowly narrated the later chapters of "Zhu Xian", and Nie Xiaoqian raised her jade hand and wrote word by word. The font is the same as Li Lingtian's writing, which is very delicate and graceful, but it is very good-looking, and Nie Xiaoqian's writing speed is not slow.

About a quarter of an hour later, when Nie Xiaoqian was rubbing her arms to rest, several bells hanging in the side hall on the right side rang loudly, and at the same time, the sound of Yan Chixia going out also came. Nie Xiaoqian's expression changed, and she knew that she had no way to help those who were seduced by Xiaoqing or other female ghosts. I'm afraid they will all have to be sucked dry by their grandmother and turn into yin corpses. But those men are basically lustful and lustful people, and they deserve to die.

"But Childe has to be careful, he must not be discovered by his grandmother, otherwise he will be in danger! Lanruo Temple has a bearded Yan Chixia here, and it should be relatively safe. Nie Xiaoqian thought in her heart.

Seeing her expression, Li Lingtian asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Nie Xiaoqian smiled slightly, "It's nothing, Childe, let's continue." After speaking, he asked Li Lingtian to continue to narrate the rest of the story, but it was obvious that Nie Xiaoqian was a little uneasy in her heart, and she made a few mistakes in a row......

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Yan Chixia chased out and found Xiahou Wei, a swordsman who had turned into a thin yin corpse, under the waterfall. And the yin corpse actually intended to attack Yan Chixia under the attraction of flesh and blood, and then, it was tragic, and it was fixed by Yan Chixia with a copper drill, supplemented by rune paper and spells and burned to ashes.

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Ning Caichen placed his luggage and found some differences in the room he was in, but he didn't think much about it because he was relatively simple-minded. Suddenly, Ning Caichen heard a bell and the sound of the wind, and hurriedly closed the door, not wanting to be pierced by the spikes, and several Yin corpses in the attic moved, but slowly.

Suddenly, Ning Caichen, who was eating an apple, heard a woman's leisurely singing. Curious, he took a knife and followed the song to the mountain behind Lanruo Temple. Li Lingtian and Nie Xiaoqian also heard it, but after the two of them only commented on the beauty of their singing, they continued their own affairs.

Ning Caichen followed the singing to a bamboo building, only to see that there were simple furnishings in the bamboo building, beds, tables, chairs, dressers, etc.

At this moment, the lights are on in the bamboo building, and a woman in a purple shirt is sitting on the bed and singing. Seeing Ning Caichen's arrival, the woman seemed to be a little frightened, and said timidly: "Scholar, what do you want to do?" Beautiful eyes looked at the knife in Ning Caichen's hand.