On the edge of the county seat, Yan Chixia hid under a tree to avoid the rain, muttering that Liao Wenjie had been gone for a long time, why hadn't anyone come back.

Just as he was thinking, a figure holding a black umbrella in the distance left the county seat and walked briskly towards him.

There is an umbrella to cover it, and he can't see his face clearly, but he is dressed as a scholar and carries a bookcase on his back, thinking that he is a talent who participates in the township examination.

Yan Chixia didn't care about it at a glance, and never thought that the scholar walked directly in front of him with an umbrella.

"Yan Daxia, I asked, three and a half miles east of Guobei County, there is a ghost place called Lanruo Temple. Because of the rumors of ghosts and monsters, it is inaccessible, just suitable for you to avoid the grievances of the rivers and lakes. Liao Wenjie held the black umbrella and said, the intelligence is hot, it won't be wrong.

“？？？”

"What's the matter, Yan Daxia, there's something wrong with Lanruo Temple?"

"There's nothing wrong with Lanruo Temple, it's you who has the problem."

Yan Chixia had a dark face and pointed to Liao Wenjie's scholarly appearance: "Why did you change all your clothes and hats, and you specially bought a bookcase, don't tell me, you are also aiming for fame and fortune." ”

"Yan Daxia misunderstood, I bought a change of clothes because the rain wet my clothes and I didn't want to catch a cold."

Liao Wenjie explained: "It just so happened that during this time, the poor scholars were strapped for money, and the pawnshop collected all their clothes, so I bought two. Don't think too much about it, this dress is really a coincidence, and it doesn't mean anything else. ”

"What about the bookcase?"

"Yes, I also bought you a few scholarly clothes, why don't you change them now?" Liao Wenjie pushed the hat on his head, took out a black umbrella from the bookcase and handed it over.

"It's weird, you have a problem......"

Yan Chixia muttered, her nose trembled slightly, and she found that the fragrance of wine and meat wafted out of the bookcase, and immediately smiled.

This is the reason why he likes Liao Wenjie, he can be a man, much better than his apprentice who lacks heart.

Thinking of the apprentice, Yan Chixia began to suffer from gains and losses again, I don't know how the apprentice is doing outside alone, whether he has been bullied, whether he has been taken advantage of by girls......

……

To the east of Guobei County, there are basically mountain roads, there is no official road repaired by the imperial court, and the mountain paths are mostly trampled by pedestrians, covered by rain, and suddenly become wet and slippery.

The sky was dark, the wind swept the woods, the branches and leaves of the strangely shaped trees swayed, and the two of them walked in it with black umbrellas, looking from a distance, as if they had taken the initiative to throw themselves into the arms of ghosts.

"Yan Daxia, the ghost smell in the mountain wind is very strong, I'm afraid this dirt slope is not very peaceful!"

"There are not only ghosts, but also many youkai."

Yan Chixia shrugged her nose and said indifferently: "It's all some mountain spirits and tree monsters, although there are a lot of them, but none of them have the ability, don't pay attention to them, if you cut a stubble, you will grow another stubble, as long as it doesn't hurt people, let them go." ”

Liao Wenjie nodded, feeling that this is a world-shattering way, it is really difficult to be a man.

After walking two miles, the mountain path in front of us gradually widened, and stone steps appeared, and the wind blew the temple bells, which were short and rapid, and continued as if to warn passers-by to leave quickly.

"Lanruo Temple, this is it."

Yan Chixia looked at the three words on the stele, climbed the stairs, the master of the art was bold, and he didn't care about the growing ghost spirit in front of her.

Liao Wenjie didn't care, guarding Yan Chixia beside him, he didn't believe that those female ghosts dared to seduce him.

Thinking of this, he straightened the scholar's uniform on his body again, and looked like a scholar with a sense of righteousness.

He's not afraid!

"Woohoo————"

A sharp wolf howl sounded in his ears, and Liao Wenjie paused at his feet, and his eyes lit up and looked towards the source of the sound.

"What's wrong, you're afraid of wolves?"

"Don't be afraid, I like wolves very much, and I used to raise one, tethered to the home to care for the home, fed every day, and was very loyal to me."

Liao Wenjie recalled the past and sighed: "Later, there was a fire, the home was gone, and the wolves were gone. ”

"The dead are gone, but the living are like this."

Yan Chixia sighed and said, "If you still miss that wolf, wait until dawn tomorrow, and then catch one and raise it in the temple." When we left, we stewed it in the pot, and it was not in vain to get acquainted. ”

"Wonderful!"

……

Lanruo Temple.

In the past, it was also regarded as the peak of incense, especially in the early days of the world chaos, it was a well-known treasure temple, and many princes and nobles came here to pray for blessings.

Now, not to mention the broken walls, but they have been abandoned for many years, and they have long been dilapidated.

The courtyard wall collapsed, the bricks and stones were flooded by the wild grass, the Buddha statue in the front hall was missing, the whole hall was leaking everywhere, only a few pillars were left to support, and the roof was already crumbling.

Liao Wenjie and Yan Chixia walked to the backyard and saw that the cracks of the floor tiles were covered with weeds, and the dead branches and fallen leaves were piled up in the corners of the walls, and only two rows of wooden houses were still well preserved.

"This temple is good, and tinkering is very suitable for seclusion."

Yan Chixia is overjoyed, although Lanruo Temple is dilapidated, but the general pattern is still alive, it is conceivable that it was also a temple that was not bad for money.

It's just that the ghost spirit is a little heavier, the air is gray, and the clouds on the top of the temple are shrouded, condensed but not dispersed, and it can be seen that there are often ghosts and things visiting.

More likely, Lanruo Temple is the dwelling place of wandering spirits and wild ghosts.

Yan Chixia didn't care, the hermitage he fancied would be his territory in the future. The ghosts know each other, everyone is a neighbor, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and they don't know each other, so don't blame him for taking his sword out of the sheath and doing a ridiculous thing about the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

"Yan Daxia, there is one thing I don't understand very well, why do the stories of foxes and ghosts often happen in temples and Taoist temples?"

Liao Wenjie frowned and asked: "It stands to reason that there is no shortage of masters in this kind of direction, and ghosts should be avoided from afar, and they can hide as far as they can." ”

"That's usually true, but there's one thing you forget."

Yan Chixia explained: "Different from the selection of feng shui for the cemetery, whether it is a temple or a Taoist temple, the original intention of building is to ensure the safety of one party, so the site is selected as a vicious place, in order to suppress evil spirits. ”

"And then there are too many evils to suppress?"

"Half and half ......"

Yan Chixia shook her head: "The incense is vigorous, the money and beauty are demagogic, the temple is no longer a good temple, and the cultivation is not virtuous, and the righteousness is insufficient, so naturally it will not be able to suppress the evil spirit." ”

"Got it!"

Liao Wenjie nodded, and saw that Yan Chixia had chosen a room on the left, so he went to the right and chose a room with an overgrown yard in the middle.

The upper and lower floors of the wooden house were full of dust, and he waved the red rope to sweep it, and found that the ghost in the house was getting stronger and stronger, and the smell opened the lower floor.

Several dried corpses lay on their stomachs in the damp and cold mud, raised their heads when they heard the sound, their dry upper and lower jaws shut, and slowly stretched out their hands towards Liao Wenjie.

These dried corpses are all borrowers who died in Lanruo Temple, and they were sucked by the tree demon grandmother, and the corpses were thrown underground to breed resentment, and by the way, the corpses were ossified and cultivated for the secondary use of flower fertilizer.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, and the sun is too yuan."

After a period of Pure Heaven and Earth Divine Curse, the dry corpse lowered its arms, let out a few wails, and fell asleep completely.

In the wailing, there is unwillingness and jealousy for the living, there is also the joy of escaping and ascending to heaven, and more is remorse.

knew that he would end up like this, and he had to tighten his belt when he said anything.

"Heh, it's hard to talk about your pants, and now you regret it, what did you do earlier?"

Liao Wenjie said cool words, and after cleaning up the wooden table next to the bed, he began to meditate cross-legged, silently reciting the Pure Heaven and Earth Mantra several times, and sending off these unjust souls.

After half an hour of recitation, he opened the bookcase, straightened the hat on his head, lit a candle, and began to read the books of the sages all night, and his mouth was full of them.

Candlelight, poems and books, stormy nights, what a handsome little scholar.

Harmless to humans and animals, come quickly!

On the other side, Yan Chixia simply cleaned the house, sat at the table and stared dryly: "What's the matter, that kid bought good wine and food, why didn't he suddenly move?" ”

……

Lanruo Temple is four or five miles to the east, the lake water pavilion is beautiful, continue to the east for more than 20 miles, a row of courtyards is built in the depths of the mountain forest.

There are no roads in front of or behind, left and right, all of which are blocked by dense trees, and from a distance, you can only see the courtyard wall or the corner of the roof.

Outside the red-walled pavilion, the rain is fluttering, dense and lingering, and there is another scenery in the pavilion.

More than ten women frolicked, or played the piano and sang poetry, or danced with long sleeves, the fragrant wind spread out everywhere, and the white gauze and red satin were full of spring.

In the corner of the wall, a woman in white has a sad face and strokes the qin, her delicate face is beautiful, she is slightly powdered, and her palm-wide thin waist is tightened by the white bundle, which is quite impressive up and down.

responded to the sentence that everyone who understands: Beauty doesn't use a knife to kill, and the soul is all in the waist.

The woman is pure on the outside, charming and introverted, and her eyes and frowns are all seductive, but unfortunately, she has long since died, and now she is a female ghost who is forced to operate.

Famous - Nie Xiaoqian.

"Alas~~~"

Looking at a group of 'sisters' who only knew how to have fun and had no worries at all, Xiaoqian couldn't help but sigh.

If nothing else, it hasn't opened much this month, and she's worried about her performance.

Although she was forced to open a business, she herself didn't want to do evil and harm people, but the methods of the tree demon grandmother were too fierce, and if she failed to complete the task, she would have to be whipped with a leather whip.

It's just a whip, and the patience is over, but every time there is a new sister in the yard, grandma will choose one or two poor performers as gifts to the old demon of Montenegro in the underworld.

It's hard to be a human being, it's even harder to be a ghost, and if you don't want to live forever, you have to live a more valuable life than anyone else.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qian's sorrow about the piano became heavier.

Life is not easy, the beautiful girl sighed.

"Sister, why is it raining and wet, and even the sound of your piano is gloomy?"

A woman in Tsing Yi swayed over and sat opposite Xiaoqian: "If my sister has no intention of stroking the piano, it is better to leave it to me to do it for you, so that you can spare time to feel sorry for yourself." ”

"My sister laughed, this piano is not something that anyone can stroke, the skills are not good, the means are average, it will only attract ridicule, and it will end up with a bad reputation that is beyond its means."

Xiao Qian smiled slightly, and the two of them looked at each other in the air, and the smile on their faces was even more three-point.

Phew, slut! x2

The woman's name is Xiaoqing, and she is the second person in the courtyard who is second to the top brand Xiaoqian, with outstanding performance, a small mouth smeared with honey, and she is very favored by her grandmother.

A group of women got together and made up a script that could be broadcast from late night to prime time, and it was no exception to change to a female ghost.

It doesn't mean anything else, it's just that I can't get used to the other party's hypocrisy, as if the whole world is stinky and shameless, just a white lotus.

Just when the two female ghosts were stabbing each other with honey swords, the bell in the courtyard rang urgently, and in an instant, all the female ghosts stopped frolicking and looked towards the Lanruo Temple in the west.

When the bell rings, it means that there are people in Lanruo Temple, and it is time to open and do business.

"Xiaoqian, there are pedestrians staying in Lanruo Temple, you go over and take a look, if it is easy to get it, I will take him down tomorrow night and dedicate it to me."

In mid-air, an ethereal voice came out, suddenly a thick male voice, and suddenly an old female voice, repeatedly intertwined, making it impossible to tell how many people were talking.