"The three of them are polite, Xiaosheng Ning Caichen."

"Courteous, polite, under Cui Hongji, these two are Miss Xiaoqing and Mrs. Xiaoqian."

"Madame......"

On the second floor, Ning Caichen saw one person and two ghosts, and after introducing each other, he mistakenly thought that Liao Wenjie took his wife and maid to take the exam, and he was envious.

I am responsible for chic, you are responsible for being beautiful, talented and beautiful people envy others, Ning Caichen has been studying for many years, and he is very yearning for the love written in the book.

Because of the stories in the book, nine out of ten are made up, and one has a seriously exaggerated plot, so seeing that there are really talented women and pretty girls in reality, Ning Caichen can only envy him, and the rest is only self-pity.

Comparing goods, comparing can't compare, people are more than people, and people are angry.

There are female dependents in the house, Ning Caichen is restrained in his words and deeds, and Liao Wenjie continues to watch the duel between the two masters, the sword light in his eyes flickering, and under the concentration, Xiao Qing is too lazy to taste the grapes stuffed over.

Qiang!!

The fierce battle in the field has reached a fever pitch, and the two of them have gone from sword moves to sword intent, and Xiahou swordsman is not as good as him, and he is angry and angry, and he wantonly sways his sword energy.

As when he had no door, he was going to demolish the house again.

I saw that Xiahou's sword was like a thunderous wind, one move was extremely fierce, simple and powerful, and the move was close to Yan Chixia's vital point.

Yan Chixia originally had no intention of competing with the sword, if it wasn't for Xiahou demolishing the door, she wouldn't want to pull out the sword. Now seeing that Xiahou was going to demolish the house again, he immediately became angry, approached with a sword, and encircled it into the sword net, cutting off Xiahou's sword qi in all directions.

The twin swords were agitated, the strong wind swept, and the layers were spread out.

When Xia Hou saw Yan Chixia taking the initiative to approach, he was overjoyed, and wanted to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses to win with his innate divine power. I never thought that Yan Chixia's sword moves were exquisite, and between the flow of the sword blades, the attacks were endless, like stormy waves, forcing him to have no divine power, but he couldn't find a little room to play.

After dozens of moves, Xiahou's sword momentum was heavy, Yan Chixia's sword momentum became more and more light and fast, and two completely different swordsmanship collided in one place, all of which were memorized by Liao Wenjie on the second floor.

"Brother Xiahou, your sword is getting slower and slower, is it not strong enough to move it?"

"I want you to be nosy!"

Xiahou Swordsman's face turned red, and the heaviness of the sword was not what he wanted, and he was completely forced by Yan Chixia step by step, so he had no choice but to do it.

In the battle of Wumenju, he thought that he was almost the same as Yan Chixia, even if he was defeated, it was only one move.

As a result, today's dream was shattered, and everyone used to be joking, but once they got serious, they could sneak him to fight.

With a demonic obstacle in his heart, Xia Hou's swordsmanship was three points chaotic, not only the sword was heavy, but his breathing and discipline became chaotic.

"Look at the sword!"

The thunder exploded in his ears, and the sword turned into a rainbow in his eyes, Xia Hou was shocked, the black sword splashed like rain, and the sword net turned into a black curtain, protecting the whole body.

"It's a great achievement, but your mind is uncertain, and your sword is not enough."

Yan Chixia snorted coldly, flipped the long sword in her palm, and the cold light of the sword blade shone, sliding all the way to the tip of the sword.

The silver bottle burst with a sword roar, the golden long sword hit the black sword curtain, the wind and clouds roared, swinging like waves, and with just one blow, it broke through Xiahou's strict defense.

"You're losing again."

The sword blade was against Xiahou's neck, and Yan Chixia said coldly: "You have chased me for seven years, competed with swords for seven years, and lost for seven years......"

"Shut up!"

"Say that you are for your own good, in the past seven years, your swordsmanship has not improved at all, and every time you invite me to compete in swords, it is for the false name of the first sword in the world."

Yan Chixia continued to say disdainfully: "You ask yourself, how much time have you spent polishing your sword intent in the past seven years? ”

“……”

Xiahou looked aggrieved, with a sword against his neck, and naturally Yan Chixia said whatever he wanted.

"I know you're not convinced, but here's the truth, your sword is the same as it was seven years ago. If you don't repent in time, in two years, I'm afraid that even the sword intent will be dispersed. ”

"That's enough, I'm here to compare swords with you, not to listen to your lecture."

Xiahou's face was bulging, his heart was higher than the sky, and he couldn't stand such ridicule, so in a fit of anger, he raised his hand and pushed away the long sword around his neck, ignoring the blood gushing out of his palm, and strode towards the outside of Lanruo Temple.

It doesn't matter if he loses today, his heart hasn't admitted defeat yet, and he's coming back, and it's still unknown who wins and who loses.

"Senior Xiahou!"

Hearing someone talking behind him, Xia Hou looked up, and saw three figures at the window on the second floor.

Ignoring the little white face in the middle, his eyes swept over the two beauties, and his mind moved suddenly, secretly saying that the female ghost who is so bewitching, what is the meaning of seducing the little white face, he is born with divine power, come and seduce him!

"Senior, there are female ghosts in the mountains, who like to seduce passers-by, not only that, but there are also monsters that take people's lives."

Liao Wenjie spoke earnestly and kindly: "You must remember to be cautious and careful, don't be fascinated by the glamorous charm of female ghosts, otherwise disaster will come and it will be too late to regret it." ”

"Hmph, I want you to be nosy, it's just a demon and a monster, it's not like I haven't killed it."

The skills are not as good as others, even if they are taught a lesson by Yan Chixia, the juniors dare to speak out, Xiahou glanced at Liao Wenjie coldly, and said meaningfully: "You asked me not to be confused by the female ghost, and I didn't look at my situation before speaking, I really laughed to death!" ”

After saying this, Xiahou walked away with his sword, Liao Wenjie shrugged his shoulders and looked at Yan Chixia, and got a slightly bald back of his head.

"Cui Gongzi, it's getting late, my sister and I will take the first step and come to you tomorrow night."

After Xiahou left, Xiao Qian was about to stroke the piano again, but suddenly her face changed, she sighed helplessly, and got up to say goodbye and leave.

Xiaoqing was similar, his gaze seemed to be nothing, and he glanced in the direction where Xiahou left.

"It's good to say, the mountain road is difficult to walk at night, and the two of you are careful to get to your feet."

"Then I'll take my leave."

Xiao Qian bowed slightly, pulling the reluctant Xiaoqing to leave together.

Just when the two women just walked to the first floor, a dense red line burst out of the crack in the ground, turning into dozens of ghost hands, covering their mouths and noses, imprisoning their hands and feet, and in the blink of an eye, there were two more chrysalis in the corner.

When the two yellow talismans were pasted, the struggling person chrysalis instantly stopped, and there was no more superfluous movement.

If you want to hurt people in front of me, there is no door!

The corners of Liao Wenjie's mouth hooked slightly, and he arched his hand towards Ning Caichen: "Brother Ning, don't blame, although I have been reading books for a few years, I love to dance with guns and sticks, and there has just been a duel between two masters of swordsmanship. ”

"No, no, in fact, I also like to watch people compete."

Ning Caichen waved his hand again and again, a typical good man's temperament, too polite, and he would only cater to others if he was wronged.

"It's so late, I don't know if Brother Ning has eaten, I still have some wine and food here, if my brother doesn't dislike it, it's better for everyone to chat while eating."

"No, I'll eat before I go up the mountain......"

"Gollum!!"

Ning Caichen shook his head and refused, halfway through the conversation, he objected on an empty stomach, embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

"Hahaha, brother, if you are a little wronged, you should accompany me."

Liao Wenjie grabbed Ning Caichen and pressed him to the table, roast chicken and beef, there was wine and vegetarian, as well as steamed fruits, so that Ning Caichen couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The two ate for a while, Ning Caichen put down his chopsticks, and stopped talking: "Brother Cui, in the middle of the night, there are wild wolves in the mountains, how can you rest assured that your wife and maid will leave alone, do they also have martial arts?" ”

"Ahh My wife and maid...... Where is it, how do I not know? ”

"It's the two of them!"

"Hahaha, you misunderstood, Mrs. Xiaoqian is not my wife, she lives in the mountains and is a family member of a large family, and it has nothing to do with me."

Liao Wenjie explained with a smile: "Although she often comes to me without sleeping at night, she is just chanting poems and playing the piano, admiring my literary talents. ”

Ning Caichen didn't speak, saying that he read a lot, and Liao Wenjie couldn't deceive him.

"Brother Ning, your thoughts are not pure, Cui Mou is not a good woman in his life, and Mrs. Xiaoqian is also a famous chaste martyr, every time she comes to me, she will bring a maid to avoid suspicion."

Liao Wenjie shook his head: "If you still have such thoughts, it doesn't matter if Cui is stigmatized, Mrs. Xiaoqian will be wronged for no reason." ”

"It's me who is wrong, fortunately, Brother Cui woke up in time, otherwise I would have really made a big mistake."

Liao Wenjie said it reasonably, and it was about women's honors, Ning Caichen believed it, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and called himself a villain.

"If you don't get in the way, you can punish yourself with three glasses."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand to pour wine for Ning Caichen and said, "Brother Ning, there are demons in the mountains and ghosts in the temple, what are you doing in the mountains?" ”

"Ah, what a ghost!?"

Ning Caichen's hand holding the wine glass shook slightly, and he smiled ashamedly: "I'm timid, don't scare me." ”

"Why, you don't believe me?"

"The son is silent, strange and confused, not unbelieving, respecting ghosts and gods and staying away."

"Stay away, you still go to the temple to spend the night?"

Liao Wenjie shook his head with a smile: "Lanruo Temple is a well-known ghost temple, Guobei County is well known, don't say that no one tells you." ”

"There are one or two, but the younger brother is shy in his pocket, so he can only live in Lanruo Temple, which doesn't cost money."

"Poor scholars don't stumble, but the free ones are the most expensive, don't want money, it's fatal!"

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and took out a handful of silver and put it in front of Ning Caichen: "Listen to me, hurry down the mountain when it's dawn, don't come back in the future." ”

The poignant love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian is certainly moving, but people and ghosts have different paths, and this love will not come to fruition after all.

For Xiaoqian, reincarnation, no longer in the previous life, I can't remember who Ning Caichen is; For Ning Caichen, it is unforgettable, sad for a lifetime, and regretful for a lifetime.

This kind of love that ends in tragedy, in Liao Wenjie's view, is still the best if it doesn't happen.

"Brother Cui, you and I meet in Pingshui, how can I collect your money."

Ning Caichen got up and stood in front of the table: "It is already a great favor for you to give me wine and food, if I accept your money again, what is the difference between the sage book and the beast?" ”

"Okay, it's good if you're happy, but remember to promise me that tomorrow morning, go down the mountain quickly, and don't come back."

"Good!"

……

On the other side, Xiahou Jian walked to the mountain waterhole in a huff and cleaned the blood-stained wounds on his palms.

lost the sword competition, and was successively defeated by Yan Chixia and Liao Wenjie, the more I thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. What pained him the most was the fiasco of today's day, and he felt that the name of the world's first sword was like a mirror, and he could see it but couldn't touch it.

"No, I can't continue to be decadent, from now on, I have to practice hard......"

Whoa!

In the pool, the coquettish voice is flattering, and more than ten beautiful figures are dancing in the water, their clothes are wet, and their concave and convex postures are unobstructed.

"Hmph, the charm is so bold that he dares to be coquettish in front of me, I really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"

Looking at the white flowers in front of him, Xia Hou showed a fierce light, with a sword in his hand, he unbuttoned his trousers and took it away.

Before practicing the sword, let him subdue the female ghost first and regain his prestige.

Well, only this once, not next time!