"Silver armor, feel if there is any demonic spirit. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Standing in front of the dilapidated Lanruo Temple, looking at a stone tablet covered with moss engraved with the three words of Lanruo Temple next to the door, Zhao Xuan ordered the silver armor corpse behind him.

As soon as the words fell, the silver-armored corpse immediately hummed:

"There is no ghost qi, but the yin qi is very heavy, and there is still blood qi."

"And flesh?"

Zhao Xuanqi said.

It's normal to have no ghosts, and the ghosts and monsters in the daytime won't come out, and it's normal for the yin qi to be heavy, after all, ghosts often appear, and people often die, but it's not normal to have blood. Ghosts generally don't appear during the day, so how can there be flesh without dead people?

But it's useless to guess, you have to go in and have a look.

As soon as he waved the flag, he walked into the gate of Lanruo Temple first.

"Xianggong, it's so cold!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xuan didn't feel anything, he just felt a cold wind blowing, but for mortals like Xiao Zhuo, he felt that he had entered winter from the hot summer, and he shivered as cold as if he had entered an ice cellar.

Well, he patted his head, took out a thicker robe from the package that Silver Armor was carrying, draped it over her, and hugged her tightly.

"Thank you, I'm much better."

Xiao Zhuo's white little hand tugged at the collar of his robe and thanked him softly.

"You're welcome, you're my lady, it's not good for you, but for whom?"

.......... I went, almost written as a romance.

A group of two people and a corpse walked into Lanruo Temple, passed through the front hall, came to the backyard, and stopped as soon as they stepped into the backyard.

Because, a big man with a beard and scum was holding a big sword and looking at them and the group, but when he saw the appearance of the three people, his expression was obviously relaxed, and he said loudly in a rough voice:

"I thought there were zombies running here, it turned out to be a fellow Taoist, my name is Yan Chixia, dare to ask who this Taoist is."

"I am too true Taoist, I heard that there are demons and ghosts in this Lanruo Temple, and I have come to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Zhao Xuan's expression was solemn, and the cloth banner written on his right hand for the way of heaven was raised, and he said in a righteous and stern manner.

"I see, I also heard that there are powerful ghosts here that harm people, so I came to check it out, the Taoist came just in time, you and I will definitely be able to get rid of this demon together."

Yan Chixia nodded, and happily pulled him in.

Ten minutes later, in the middle of the courtyard of the backyard of Lanruo Temple, a fire was burning, expelling the yin qi in the temple, and Zhao Xuan and Yan Chixia sat in front of the fire while eating and chatting.

Of course, only he chatted with Yan Chixia, Xiao Zhuo sat by the fire and rested in his arms, while the silver armor corpse sat behind him to protect him as always.

"This Dao master has good mana, and this subdued zombie seems to have been practicing for quite a few years!"

The two chatted for a while, and Yan Chixia looked at the silver-armored corpse sitting behind him and sighed.

Zhao Xuan smiled when he heard this, turned his head to look at the silver-armored corpse sitting on the ground, and turned around and said:

"You may not believe it, but my partner has never harmed a good person, when I first saw it, it was besieged by a group of zombies, and I rescued it and followed me, until now."

"This should be regarded as a period of fate, that is, your fate, and his fate."

Yan Chixia nodded and sighed.

Just as the two were chatting speculatively, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from the front, followed by a 'squeak', and the backyard door was pushed open.

Zhao Xuan and Yan Chixia looked up at the same time, and saw a scholar with a bookbasket on his back looking at the two of them in surprise, it was Ning Caichen who had met on the road before.

"It turned out to be the Taoist chief."

"It turned out to be you, a scholar."

The two said at the same time, and after speaking, he laughed, and Ning Caichen smiled shyly.

However, Yan Chixia frowned a little and said:

"Don't you, a scholar, know that Lanruo Temple is not safe? Why come here? ”

"The students wanted to visit friends in Jinling, but they couldn't stay in the hotel because they were too shy to stay, and they heard that there was a temple here, so they wanted to stay there."

Yan Chixia was speechless.

Zhao Xuan was also speechless.

Everyone had already come, and it was getting late, so they couldn't drive Ning Caichen out, so they could only let him sit down.

However, not long after he sat down, there were footsteps, the door opened, and a scholar with a scholar walked in.

This scholar looks much better than Ning Caichen, wearing a white scholar's shirt, wearing a green silk scarf on his head, and holding a bamboo fan in his hand, with a picture of a lady painted on it, dressed as a merry and talented man.

Behind the scholar, there was a scholar with a salute and a book basket on his back, standing behind the scholar and poking his head out, looking at the four people in the courtyard curiously.

This scholar is obviously better at making friends than Ning Caichen, as soon as he came in, he shook his hand and put away the lady's fan, arched his hand with both hands, and said:

"I'm a person from Jinling, passing through here to spend a night, if you are disturbed, look at Haihan!"

Look, this is the art of speaking, few people will refuse if they say it so well, besides, this Lanruo Temple has no owner, and no one can refuse.

So the scholar unceremoniously went to the fire and took up a place, and the scholar immediately took out a cloth and spread it on the ground for the scholar to sit down, as if he was afraid that the ground would stain his clothes.

Obviously, this scholar is well-dressed and so exquisite, he must have been born into a wealthy family, otherwise he would not have gone out with a scholar.

In this world, the poor and the rich are naturally opposed, the rich look down on the poor, and the poor think that the rich are not benevolent to the rich, and this is how the legendary hatred of the rich comes from.

So after the scholar who was obviously a rich child sat down, he couldn't talk anymore that day, Yan Chixia was eating with her head down, Ning Caichen took out a book and read it by firelight, and Zhao Xuan took out a quilt to wrap Xiao Zhuo's petite and gentle body and hugged her in her arms to let her rest.

At this time, the rich scholar who was watching with an unknown book suddenly saw Xiao Zhuo's face, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were as bright as if a hunter had discovered his prey.

With Zhao Xuan's spiritual sense, how could the reaction of this mortal scholar be hidden from him, and he immediately dropped his senses from this rich scholar.

But people didn't do anything, and he couldn't do anything, so he could only snort coldly in his heart.

Next, the rich scholar was in no mood to read at all, so he took the book as a cover, and kept sweeping towards Xiao Zhuo with his eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything because of the quilt.

Seeing that Yan Chixia couldn't stand it anymore, she snorted coldly and packed up her things, and told Zhao Xuan to go back to the attic she had chosen.

Seeing this, he was not interested in staying, and beckoned Yinjia to pack up his things and go back to the attic he had chosen before.

Only Ning Caichen and the rich scholar and the scholar were left to look at each other, and after a while, Ning Caichen confessed to the rich scholar, packed up his things and returned to his residence.

"Humph! A group of inferior people also dare to shake their faces with Ben Shao, if they are in Jinling, they will definitely give you a good look. ”

Seeing everyone leave, the rich scholar who felt ignored had a very unsightly face, and snorted coldly to himself.