Riding a horse in the heavy rain.

This in itself is an extremely dangerous thing, and the slightest carelessness may lead to the death of a horse.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingciao's martial arts realm is good, and if the horse is dead, he can't die.

Liu Xuan looks like a little white face, but in fact, a layer of bark can condense under the skin at any time, and it will make you understand a truth in minutes, and the little white face can also become a big muscle bully in an instant.

Time flies.

For five days.

Although the two never traveled overnight, they also changed nine horses each, took a boat on the river, and climbed the mountain when they encountered the mountain.

And during this time, Brother Cicada also found a problem, Liu Xuan was not late that day, but he was an idiot...

Through the information of the forum, it was found that they had already surpassed the position of Zhang Wuji and others.

Pity.

It was another rainy night.

The two could only lead the horse to a ruined temple to shelter from the rain.

Click.

There was a thunderclap.

As soon as Zhao Qingcian stepped into the temple gate, he saw the statue with a severed head in front of him with the help of the bright light of lightning and thunder.

The statue is not a Buddha.

In this barren mountain and wild place, even if there is a small temple, most of them are land lords and land women.

Based on the half of the statue's head, the statue appears to be a young woman?

It's just that this dilapidated temple is not in shape, naturally there is no one for a long time, and there are still some dry bones in some corners, there have been traces of knife splitting, sword stabbing, and there are traces of being eaten by wild beasts.

As for the windows full of holes, the crumbling beams are also covered with cobwebs.

When Liu Xuan saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything.

Anyway, he and Zhao Qingcian traveled for five days, and they encountered a bad rain, and it would be good to live in a place where there was no rain.

He took out a fire fold and lit the dry wood that had been left behind.

In an instant.

Flames rise.

The temperature inside the ruined temple is rising.

As long as it is a person, when you are in front of the fire, no matter what the environment, you will have a little sense of security and comfort.

Zhao Qingcian took out four pigeons from his bag like Tinker Bell and threw them over: "Remember to pluck your feathers before roasting." ”

Liu Xuan sighed, but he could only reach out and take it as a coolie.

But he couldn't help asking: "Big brother, where did you get the pigeons, we have been eating them for three days, and now we can still eat fresh dead pigeons?" ”

"Now that you give me a nest, I think it's better than pigeon meat."

"There are so many things, and some of them are good to eat." Zhao Qingcian glanced at him.

Don't blow it, don't black it.

He has always loved to eat pigeon meat.

Coo-coo.

Don't eat the things of the white prostitute?

I've never gotten tired of eating all my life.

And he looked at the broken temple, and when he didn't go to the overly gloomy temple, he just picked up a broken futon, walked to the door of the broken temple and beat it to let the dust disperse.

But when he walked back again, he found that the statue in the corner of the wall was decapitated.

Zhao Qingcian blinked, he threw the futon on the ground, strode to the end of the statue, picked it up and looked at each other, and said secretly in his heart: "The carving is so exquisite, and the eyes are also quite beautiful." ”

"I don't know who cut off your head, isn't this a broken incense?"

So he clicked his lips and put the statue back in its place.

Liu Xuan glanced back, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In this barren mountain range, when they came, they did not find that there were villages around.

It is strange that there is an extra temple in this place, and it is even more strange that the owner of this temple is a woman who has been carved into it.

"Hey, do you see something?"

Liu Xuan is not afraid, he is covered in demon blood, and he is not a normal person, but he has no sense of ghosts, only he can sense monsters.

Zhao Qingcian shrugged his shoulders and patted the dust on his hands: "No, I don't bother to look at it, who has nothing to do and always looks around, what can I do if I am scared?" ”

"Tsk, you saw so many people in our Liufu at the beginning, and I didn't see you being scared."

"Hehe, you're alive."

"Phew."

The two teased each other a few words, and then sat down on the ground to rest.

It didn't take a while.

The four pigeons were also roasted, and the aroma was full of appetite.

Of course, this is limited to Brother Cicada.

Liu Xuan, a hunger strike demon hunter, can survive on rain if he can.

So Brother Cicada asked for three and a half pigeons and began to eat and drink.

Liu Xuan looked at the half roast pigeon in his hand, and in order to replenish nutrition, he could only swallow it with a loss of appetite.

But in his heart, he secretly decided that when he passed by the next town, he must buy some dry food.

The two were eating.

It didn't take a while.

The sound of crackling footsteps sounded again.

"Come in, come in, I didn't expect there to be a ruined temple sheltered from the rain in this hellish place."

Before the person arrived, the sound came first.

"There is a fire in the temple, it seems that there are people?"

"Why do you care so much, everyone is a soup chicken, and it's not good to avoid the rain?"

Huhula.

Three men and two women soon poured into the temple.

The two sides looked at each other.

The next five people were all slightly startled.

Because Zhao Qingcian's appearance is too high.

After he opened the posture of the immortal, he was like the immortal in the painting.

At this time, he also showed a smile full of flowers, and was looking at them quietly.

Liu Xuan has a little white face, looking like a weak scholar, and seems to be easy to bully.

But the faint light in his eyes gave people the feeling of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Both are eating roast birds, apparently together.

It's a strange combination.

The five of them glanced at the strange statue of a decapitated woman.

They looked at each other, couldn't help but swallow, and a thought arose in their hearts at the same time: "Could it be that the hell?" ”

It's true.

These five heroes really have such a feeling.

After all, Zhao Qingciao's fairy appearance, if you usually see it in a crowded place, it's okay, and some people who are handsome don't want to drop.

But in this seemingly evil broken temple, coupled with that smile, it will naturally give people a very weird look.

And so.

The eldest of the five, and the sword-wielding man with the highest cultivation, stood cautiously outside the temple and said, "I've seen two... Shaoxia, I don't know if we can take shelter from the rain in the temple. ”

Zhao Qingcian smiled and nodded: "Why not." ”

The man breathed a sigh of relief, he was alive, otherwise he would not dare to step into the temple.

"Oh, but don't go to the back of the ruined temple, it doesn't look very clean."

"Oh? Then thank you Shaoxia for admonishing me, if there is something, you can just call me Lao Zhu. The man with the knife smiled, and led the four into the temple.

Unfortunately, Zhao Qingcian's warning is not good for everyone.

The other four men and women were clearly curious.

However, for the two heroines, the mystery behind the temple is obviously not as charming as Zhao Qingcian.

They were all secretly observing Zhao Qingciao's every move.

After all, for women.

Zhao Qingcian can also be called a stunner in their eyes...

Don't doubt it.

Brother Cicada is even a ghost.

I guess there are also girls who want to give it a try.

And the two young young heroes, they were very unhappy with Brother Cicada's tone and appearance, and even looked at the back of the broken temple many times, and had the heart to find out, could it be that there are really ghosts and monsters in this broken place?

Even if there are ghosts.

Take a risk, too.

For what?

Isn't it just to pretend to be a force in front of the heroine?

Zhao Qingcian didn't care about this.

There are many people who die unexpectedly.

He has no control over other people's freedoms.

It's just that he glanced at the faded statue of the woman.

I'm obedient.

A blood-red statue of a woman?

Who built the temple in this Feng Shui treasure?

If you don't become a god, you become a ghost?

What a fucking piss sex.

Late at night.

Zhao Qingcian and Liu Xuan meditated and practiced.

The former cultivates immortals, and the latter practices demons.

Not far away are the five Jianghu people who want to sleep, but can't sleep.

Lao Zhu has a first-grade cultivation, and the other four men and women are all second-grade.

This combination looks like the disciples of two martial arts families come to practice together, and Lao Zhu is a guard.

Well.

These two pairs of men and women are obviously not too familiar.

The family let them come out to experience, probably because they also wanted them to cultivate their feelings by the way.

If so, then the marriage will be successful.

If it doesn't work, it won't hurt the harmony.

Lao Zhu, as a master of a product, thinks a lot, does a lot, and thinks a lot every day, and he finds that Zhao Qingcian and Liu Xuan should not pose a threat to them, and they fall asleep while lying down.

But the two young young men sneaked behind the temple.

The two heroines didn't know anything, even if they were all angry, they were still secretly watching Zhao Qingcian.

Liu Xuan gave him a look at him, meaning: "As a young man in Wudang, you don't care about this?" ”

Brother Cicada threw back a look: "This is taking the initiative to find death, everything that should be said has been said, not to mention whether you make money." ”

"Phew, death costs money."

"My sword box shouldn't have been given to you in the first place."

Zhao Qingcian grinned, too lazy to lose any looks.

In fact, although he didn't open the eyes of heaven, but just now put the head of the statue in place, the female ghost would definitely see him, and she should know that Brother Cicada, who is upright and handsome enough to explode, has some ability, and he shouldn't really make a move.

Pity.

It wasn't long in coming.

Only two screams of extreme fear were heard.

The two young men were covered in blood and ran back.

At this time, Lao Zhu woke up, immediately pulled out the long knife on his waist, rushed over with awe-inspiring blood, and shouted angrily: "The spirit you brought it, don't give me a retreat." ”

Warriors are full of blood and energy, as long as they are not afraid, it is difficult for ordinary ghosts to hurt them.

What's more, Lao Zhu is still a first-class master with a murderous and evil spirit.

Pity.

When Lao Zhu rushed over, he saw a red-clothed female ghost suspended in the air, looking at him quietly with a pale face, pressing the heads of the two young heroes with both hands, blood kept sliding from the top of their heads, and their spirit became less and less.

"Lao Zhu save me."

"Uncle Zhu, save me......"

"Ah!!h The two women kept recoiling in horror until they leaned against the corner.

Lao Zhu Xinsheng was afraid, and in the face of the female ghost in front of him, he knew that he was invincible, so he hurriedly shouted at Zhao Qingcian: "I still hope that the master will help, you know that there is a problem behind the temple, and please ask the master to come to the rescue!! ”

Zhao Qingcian twitched, and could only step forward, looked at the red-clothed female ghost and said, "Give face, how about letting those two go?" ”

The female ghost in red tilted her head to look at him, but she didn't squeak.

She was just disturbed, otherwise she wouldn't have sucked the essence of the living.

Zhao Qingcian frowned, and said, "Then I'll give you a pillar of incense." ”

"Really?"

The eyes of the female ghost in red lit up, and she immediately let go of the two young heroes who were almost squeezed dry, and flew straight in front of Zhao Qingchan.

And the target of the female ghost's transfer, the five people didn't mean to stay to help, and immediately ran away, and only after a long distance did they shout thank you.

Zhao Qingcian didn't care about this.

Liu Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in red curiously.

But after Zhao Qingcian took out the package.

Well.

He licked his lips and coughed lightly before he winked at the female ghost in red, and said cutely: "Beauty, you may not believe it when you say it, Sandalwood forgot to bring it." ”

"........." The female ghost in red fell into deep thought.

Ultimately.

She spoke up: "You liar? ”

In a word.

Zhao Qingcian's complexion changed drastically and kept retreating.

Because ordinary ghosts can't speak, let alone speak.

This kind of god, who has now turned into a powerful ghost, speaks out people's words, and the rich yin qi in it is like the ghost wind in the underworld.

If Zhao Qingcian doesn't avoid it, half of his body can be dissolved in an instant.

In an instant.

The temperature inside the temple was below freezing, and some of the raindrops that were about to fall turned into ice droplets.

Gan.

A female ghost that is more than hundreds of years old!

It's still the kind of mouthful.