On the evening before Zhu Zhong led a group of bandits to make trouble in the county seat, there was also a scholar who traveled thousands of miles from Qindi to Jinhua County.

The scholar carried a long box and parcel on his back, a worn-out leather bag tied around his waist, his hair tied up in the bun of the scholar preferred by the northern scholars, and he was dressed in a slightly whitish gray gown, except for a pair of cloth shoes on his feet that looked new.

Walking through the barren mountains and mountains, waist-high weeds, the scholar brushed aside the shrubs and vines on the stone tablet that had fallen to the ground, and finally saw three big characters written on it.

Lanruo Temple!

"I've been looking for a long time!

As if confirming that this was the place, the scholar did not stop wandering, all the way along the mountain road that no one had walked for a long time, and entered an abandoned temple in the wilderness.

The pagoda in the main hall of the temple is magnificent, but the ground is covered with basil that is taller than a person, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

After coming in, the scholar was a little puzzled: "Lanruo Temple is also a famous temple of Buddhism in the south, a treasure temple of the famous side, why did it fall to such a point in less than a few years?"

"Where have all the former monks gone?"

The whole temple should be completely abandoned in less than two years, the main hall and the houses where the monks live on the east and west sides are intact, the doors and windows are intact, and there are even some living utensils left by the monks in the temple inside, and there are still a lot of firewood in the stove room behind.

At last the scholar entered a hut to the south, tidied up the dusty and cobwebbed house, and then put some of his salute in the room, ready to wander around.

Before leaving, he locked a new lock on the door.

The scholar passed through the corridor on the east side of the main hall, and looked from the corridor, he could see that there was a piece of bamboo in the east corner of the hall, and there was a large pond under the steps, and the wild lotus root was full of flowers in it.

Walking along the corridor to the end, I found that there was an apse and a Zen courtyard behind it, which should have been the resting place of the presiding officers and elders in the temple in the past.

But now it is overwhelmed by bamboo, shrubs, wild forests, and waist-high weeds, and there is only a dark path paved with stones, and these bamboo trees grow here abruptly, separating the front and back into two worlds.

The scholar immediately walked along the gravel road towards the inside, wanting to take a closer look, but at this moment the sun was setting, and the light and shadow suddenly stretched and engulfed the entire gravel road, and the trees and vines swayed automatically without wind as if they were about to come back to life, and there was a faint heart-stopping cry.

The scholar with the long box on his back immediately walked backwards, his eyes looking at the place behind him.

"Otogi Soul Locking Array?"

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The night is dark and the wind is high, and it is in the middle of the night.

In a shrub-covered courtyard to the north, the wind was blowing from the deeper woods, and two women suddenly appeared following the wind, standing in the courtyard and whispering.

A half-aged is dressed in red, and a young and beautiful is dressed in green.

The woman in Tsing Yi said, "Why didn't Xiaoqian come for a long time?"

The woman in red asked, "It's almost time to arrive,"

Woman in Tsing Yi: "Didn't she complain to her grandmother?"

Woman in Red: "I didn't hear you, but she looked unhappy." ”

Woman in Tsing Yi: "She is different from us, she is very arrogant!"

At this time, a girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old walked in, looking particularly delicate: "What are you two talking about me behind my back?"

The woman in red immediately laughed: "Say Xiaoqian, you look like a fairy in the painting, if I were a man, I would be hooked away by you." ”

An Mengyi plays Nie Xiaoqian, although he is talking to the woman in red, but his mind is carefully observing the surroundings, and the dream actors at this time do not know that Ning Caichen is dead.

After all, according to the plot, at this time, Ning Caichen should have rushed to Jinhua County, either because he couldn't collect the account, or because he found that the price of the inn in the city had risen several times, so he could only come to Lanruo Temple for temporary refuge.

At this time, the plot should be that Ning Caichen happened to be spying on their conversation on the wall, but Nie Xiaoqian found that she didn't see Ning Caichen's shadow at all, and she was immediately suspicious.

At this time, the woman in red seemed to have discovered something, her nose smelled a special breath, and her face showed joy: "I seem to smell the breath of a living person outside, don't you have to wait for me to go down the mountain, and then I will be sent to the door again?"

Nie Xiaoqian and the girl in Tsing Yi suddenly moved in their hearts, and the two of them knew what this meant.

At this time, the girl in Tsing Yi couldn't wait to say: "Sister Rakshasa, let Xiaoqing go this time!"

Before Nie Xiaoqian could speak, the woman in red nodded: "Then Xiaoqing, you can go!"

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The doors of the houses on the east and west sides of the temple were hidden, except for the door of a hut on the south side.

A cyan phantom swept in front of the south house like a wind, and then floated back again, and a beautiful woman stopped outside the bolted door.

The woman's beautiful eyes shimmered, and she immediately saw through the door the scene inside the room.

A young scholar was lying on a thatched bed, half of his face could be faintly seen through the dim moonlight cast from the window, his face was handsome and quiet, and he was sleeping soundly holding a wooden box.

The girl in Tsing Yi is also a character actor, and in reality, she can be regarded as a well-known female anchor, riding the wave of the fire in Dream Film and Television City, and also joined the filming of "Liaozhai World".

At this moment, when she saw the appearance of this scholar, she immediately mistakenly thought that this was Ning Caichen, and she was overjoyed.

I thought to myself: "An Mengyi, this time I will snatch the position of the heroine from your hands and make you lose face." ”

The girl in Tsing Yi had one lip, and the fragrant wind blew in her mouth, and she saw the door bolt open, and the graceful figure in the thin shirt floated into the house along the door.

The young scholar lying on the bed was about to fall asleep, when he felt someone enter his room, and hurriedly got up to look, and saw a woman in a green shirt standing in the room.

The bright moonlight outside the window shone on her face, her eyes were charming, and her thin shirt couldn't hide her bumpy posture at all, and even under today's extraordinarily bright moonlight, it looked a little transparent, which was extremely annoying.

The woman looked at the scholar, and the wind lifted the hair on her face, revealing a touch of shyness: "The prince doesn't sleep at night, but he is willing to cultivate Yan with the concubine." ”

The scholar sat up with the long box in his arms, looked at the woman in Tsing Yi with indifference and coldness, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"Childe is?" Although she didn't dare to say it, she already knew what she was looking forward to.

"No, I'm Yan Chixia!"

"Die!"

An angry rebuke was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder exploding in Lanruo Temple.

In the frightened look of the female ghost in Tsing Yi, before she had time to escape from the house, a sword light rose horizontally, and the vast cold light illuminated the night, and the female ghost was stirred into it by the sword light in an instant, and her soul was scattered.

"Xiaoqing!"

And at this time, a roar broke out outside the corridor of the main hall, and there was sadness and anger in the roar, as if shocked and saddened by the death of the female ghost in Tsing Yi.

I saw that the woman in red was furious, her face was distorted, and the skin that originally had a bit of a posture was suddenly stretched open, turning into a giant ghost with a height of nearly a foot, and stepped into the southern courtyard.

The terrifying shadow directly plunged the entire courtyard into complete darkness, and the stench and evil atmosphere filled the air, making Jean nauseous.

It's a rakshasa.

PS: In the original book, Yan Chixia is a scholar and reader.