"Stinky boy, what are you looking for?"

Yan Chixia demolished the east gate to make up for the west gate, and when she saw that Liao Wenjie came back, she poked her brain around and wandered around, not helping to repair the door at all, so she couldn't help but remind her.

"I just listened to the female ghost playing the piano by the lake, and I noticed movement in the temple, thinking that it was the Xiahou swordsman chasing after me, and it turned out to be such a big demonic ......"

Liao Wenjie pointed to the big hole in the courtyard: "Except for monsters, there is nothing else, such as Xiahou, or Xiahou or something?" ”

"There is no Xiahou, only monsters!"

Yan Chixia frowned: "The monsters in this mountain are clever and very good at quibbling, I can't find her body for a while, otherwise I will destroy her today." ”

"So powerful!?"

Liao Wenjie frowned slightly, he thought that the tree demon grandmother did not have a magic weapon by her side, she was not as difficult as the nine-tailed fox, and she was definitely not Yan Chixia's opponent, but now it seems that she still has some means.

But......

"Yan Daxia, listen to what you mean, this time it's a female monster again. Then the question is, she doesn't sleep at night, what are she looking for you for? ”

Liao Wenjie pretended not to know the identity of his grandmother, and said humorously: "The female ghost came to me, the motive is very clear, the female monster came to you, is it also for ...... So what? ”

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"Taoist priest, I'm old, how can there be monsters who can look up to me, and it's impossible for female ghosts. On the contrary, it's you, it's only been a long time, and you've been stained with a snack, be careful that the female monster takes the initiative to take you to be merry and happy. ”

Dryad Grandma came to the door......

Liao Wenjie's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to make up for the snake venom in his grandmother, and then picked up the picture of his skirt, hugged his sleeves and sucked the taste of rouge gouache.

A few mouthfuls of incense came into his nose, his face softened slightly, ignored the door panel handed over by Yan Chixia, and ran back to his house with a smoke.

Meditate, raise swords, and practice in your dreams.

……

In a wave of three waves, at dawn the next day, Liao Wenjie tumbled down from the roof, and under the guidance of Yan Chixia, he struggled with the ethereal sword intent.

He understands all the truths, let him make it up, and he is confident that he can make it more mysterious, that is, he doesn't understand anything, and everything he hears is like a fantasy story.

Let a person who can only chop wood and swordsmanship, skip thirty or fifty years of accumulation, and directly realize the so-called sword intent, even if there are experienced seniors to lead the way, the possibility is almost zero.

Yan Chixia was perfunctory, Liao Wenjie didn't have anything to do with him, so he held back a bad trick for a while and slipped out of Lanruo Temple to find a wild wolf in the mountains.

Because he was afraid that he would run away and be pressed down by the beautiful female ghosts in the depths of the mountains and forests, he didn't dare to go too far and let the five scouts investigate.

The result was not very friendly, Yan Chixia was not authentic, and the wild wolves nearby were all driven away by him, leaving a litter of various malnourished, and it was not Laifu's opponent to barely catch it.

It's very angry.

Liao Wenjie pursed his lips and rushed towards Guobei County with a golden sword, it doesn't matter if Yan Chixia doesn't feed him, there are heroes in Guobei County, as long as he is disrespectful, he can immediately invite a group of sparring partners.

There is an iron cloth shirt to protect him, only he cuts people, no one cuts him, and he is not afraid of not practicing swordsmanship.

That night, Liao Wenjie returned with wine and meat, sent a copy to Yan Chixia, and gestured in the room with a sword, thinking about the sword tricks he learned from his master today.

Guobei County is not a rich place, the rivers and lakes here are mixed, and most of them are social scum. There are very few people who use swords, and ugly men who use five tiger broken door knives abound.

As he pondered, suddenly a ghostly smell wafted in the air, and he looked in surprise in the direction of the courtyard outside the house.

It's hard to imagine that the tree demon grandma has broken her wrist with Yan Chixia, and Nie Xiaoqian dares to take the initiative to send the cannon to the door, really the bird dies for food, and she doesn't even want her life for a little yang?

Bang Bang Bang!

"Is there anybody, is there anyone in the house?"

"Yes, still acquaintances."

Pushing open the door, it was really Nie Xiaoqian.

At a certain moment, Liao Wenjie was moved, thinking that it was not easy to beg for a life with his top card, but he couldn't do it, so he put down the shelf and gave her some yang energy.

"Hey, Cui Gongzi, it's actually you, what a coincidence!"

"yes, what a coincidence."

"Don't get me wrong, childe, I passed by here, in fact, ......"

"I understand, I don't need to explain, it's windy outside, come in and talk slowly."

Half an hour later, Xiao Qian clenched her collar, her long hair was scattered and she was kicked out of the door, turning back three times in one step, and feeling that she had lived for a long time.

Just now, she almost turned into a beast several times, but she couldn't get what she wanted, and she became more and more puzzled, she was like this, and the scholar still stuck to the last step, is it because her body is not good?

It's impossible, with her appearance and figure, plus her ability to hook people, even if a scholar can't do it, she should do it.

Recalling what grandma said last night, she vaguely guessed something, grandma and the old Taoist priest were playing chess, and she and the scholar were chess pieces, to see if it was a foot high or a foot high.

In all fairness, Xiaoqian hopes to be one foot taller, but she can't help herself, so she can only work hard for the magic height.

Not tonight, there will be tomorrow night, but she wants to see how long the scholar can last.

……

After three consecutive nights, Xiao Qian left Lanruo Temple untidy again and again, and on the last night, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, as pitiful as she wanted.

This night, the scholar did not become a beast, she changed, and then she was ruthlessly kicked out of the door, and in a hazy way, she felt that something very important had been lost.

Grandma didn't care about Xiaoqian's loss, she and Xiaoqian thought of a piece, thinking that Yan Chixia did it on purpose, and had the heart to win, and on the fourth night, let Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian go together.

So, the two figures left Lanruo Temple in despair, the mountain wind blew, and the helpless shoulders leaned on each other.

is also a fallen person at the end of the world, and the sisters' feelings are actually a lot closer.

A few nights later, the two female ghosts repeatedly hit a wall, and the mind of seducing the scholar faded, and when they came to find Liao Wenjie, they took Qin Se with them, and changed from selling meat to performing arts.

……

Ding-ding-dong———

In the backyard of Lanruo Temple, the sound of the piano is melodious, and the singing is accompanied by a gentle and low tune, which is fascinating.

On the second floor of the house, Xiao Qian stroked the piano and sang in a low voice, Liao Wenjie sat on the edge of the bed reading a book, and behind him was Xiaoqing, who was pinching his shoulders and beating his back.

"Childe, your book has been taken down."

"Normal, where do you have the mind to read at this time, it's enough to see you." Liao Wenjie smiled, touched Xiaoqing's hand on his shoulder, and scratched the back of his hand.

"Hey, Childe, you're so annoying!"

"No, I'm so annoying, don't you like it?"

"I don't like it at all."

Xiaoqing covered her mouth and snickered, took grapes from the fruit bowl next to her, peeled them off and stuffed them into Liao Wenjie's mouth.

This is grandma's tribute, she brought it out of the flower building under the banner of seducing scholars.

"The taste is average, not very sweet."

"Really?"

Xiaoqing stretched out his hand to catch the grape seed that Liao Wenjie spit out, peeled another grape, and held his red lips slightly in his mouth, and handed it to him.

"Hiss, this time it's sweet, and it's a little greasy."

Liao Wenjie spit out the grape seeds, saw Xiaoqing's eyes fluttering forward, and pointed a sword at her forehead, and gently pushed it away: "Be affectionate, stop at courtesy, if you say it, at most, you will touch your hands, but you can't talk about it." ”

"Just a little bit~~~"

"Not once, one is two, and after that, I should lose myself to you."

"Childe, you're so bad!"

Xiaoqing clenched his fist and hammered it on Liao Wenjie's shoulder, one hand slipped, and he fell into his arms with an oops.

"Hey, little young girl, it's only been a few days, and your ability to hook up with men has improved, that is, I, who is notoriously bad at women, and I can't help it if I change others."

Xiaoqian Fuqin looked at the two, stopped the sound of the piano and shook her head slightly, after a few days of getting along, she roughly saw Liao Wenjie's nature.

Color embryo!

A proper pervert, the kind that can never be washed white.

But unlike other perverts, how lustful Liao Wenjie is depends on her and Xiaoqing's performance. If the two of them enter the door and only want to be merry, they will only attract some ridicule, and then throw them out the door, if they play a small song and sing a song, Liao Wenjie will only listen to the piano and sing, and occasionally tell two jokes to make them happy.

At first thought, perverts are very respectful of people, but when you think about it, this idea is absurd.

If they hadn't seen Liao Wenjie's methods before, they would definitely think that he was a good scholar.

However, things have developed to today's situation, and the two women have guesses, thinking that Liao Wenjie knows their identities, whether they are ghosts or people.

No one broke the window paper, they continued to pretend to be maids and ladies, and stayed away from Hualou to avoid their grandmother's oppression every night on the pretext of seducing scholars.

Compared with the palatial flower building, Liao Wenjie's dilapidated house makes them feel much more comfortable.

"Hahaha, Yan Chixia, Xiahou came here at the appointment, you are hiding, what kind of hero are you! Don't see you soon! ”

At this moment, a loud bang broke out in the air above Lanruo Temple, and the whistling sword intent came across the air, cutting off the rapid and continuous row of bells with a brush.

"Childe, someone's coming?"

"Don't panic, I'm here to find a beard, let's just watch the show." Liao Wenjie pushed open the window and looked into the courtyard.

Xiao Qing pounced, lying on top of him, Xiao Qian stood beside him, carefully revealing a head.

Rumble!!

The person who came was Xiahou Swordsman, who volleyed a sword in the air, and blew up the door of Yan Chixia's house as soon as he made a move, causing the latter to jump like thunder.

"Xiahou, it's you ghostly guy again, I'm hiding here, what else do you want?"

"Yan Chixia, don't talk nonsense here, it's clear that you deliberately released the news to lure me over!"

Xiahou swordsman crossed the sword in front of him, and sneered: "I have heard in Guobei County, there is a powerful swordsman who lives in Lanruo Temple, every day at ten o'clock at noon, he will carry his sword down the mountain, forcibly drag the people in the rivers and lakes to compete with the sword, and if he doesn't agree, he will beat the other party into a pig's head, you dare to say that this person is not you?" ”

Yan Chixia: "......"

What is this, just because he didn't help Liao Wenjie feed him, so the cycle of cause and effect, and finally the retribution came back to him?

"Don't talk nonsense, in addition to looking for you these days, I spend the rest of my time polishing my sword intent, and my swordsmanship has gone further."

Xiahou stepped forward with a sword: "After tonight's duel, I will be the number one sword in the world!" ”

"Foolish dreams, losing to no one will lose to you......"

The two supreme swordsmen faced each other in the courtyard, the flames splashed everywhere, and the sword qi flew horizontally.

Liao Wenjie glanced at it and saw a figure hidden behind a stone statue, dressed as a gray-white scholar, carrying a bookcase, and his figure was slightly thin.

"The scholar over there...... Yes, it's you, don't point it, it's dangerous below, hurry up. ”

“……”

Ning Caichen looked up and saw Liao Wenjie, who was also a scholar, as if he had found a relative, and couldn't help but smile.

But as soon as he saw the two beauties beside Liao Wenjie, he immediately lost his smile.

is also a scholar, the same is to go out to catch the exam, people carry two beautiful maids with them, look at him again, he has no long things, two sleeves of fresh breeze, hungry for a day without even eating.

It's so miserable, they are all scholars, why is there such a big gap?