On this day, Lanruo Temple ushered in a new resident, named Xin Sanniang.

Even after watching Xin Sanniang choose a room to live in, Yan Chixia, the first tenant of Lanruo Temple who didn't spend money, was thinking that in just a few days, so many people had lived in Lanruo Temple.

If this development continues, will it regain the popularity of Lanruo Temple before it was dilapidated after a while?

He didn't know that, but she did..... Today is going to be another boring day.

Because, it's raining!

As soon as Xu Xian and the three of them returned to Lanruo Temple, it was pouring rain outside.

I don't know if the nearby world will suffer because of this successive heavy rain.

Although she slays demons and destroys demons, Yan Chixia does not have any compassion for others, after all, it is the duty of the immortals, and he is far away from the immortals...... There are still a few steps to go.

This night, Yan Chixia slept very unsteadily.

In a daze, he always felt as if something bad was about to happen.

It's just that..... He has been living in this Lanruo Temple for several years, and if something bad really happened, it should have happened a long time ago.

Although the dryad next door was a little more powerful than him, the two sides had been fighting for so long, didn't they be able to do anything to him?

What's more, now, the people living in this Lanruo Temple seem to be every ..... Well, it seems that except for the scholar named Ning Caichen who was brought up by him, everyone is at least a little bit better than him......

With such a lineup, what kind of bad things can happen now?

In a daze, thousands of thoughts poured out of Yan Chixia's mind.

Sitting up from the bed suddenly, Yan Chixia's face suddenly turned cold.

"Okay, you bold ghost, there are so many masters in the temple, and you dare to come here to make trouble, it's just looking for death!"

was already sleeping unsteadily, and her heart was angry, after sensing the ghost aura in the room of the scholar Ning Caichen, Yan Chixia directly carried the sword and walked out of the house.

It's just that as soon as she got out of the house, Yan Chixia suddenly shuddered.

"This rain has the feeling of winter decades ago."

Subconsciously tightened the tattered Dao Break on her body, Yan Chixia complained a few words in a low voice, and walked towards Ning Caichen's room.

"Bang!"

kicked open the door of Ning Caichen's house, and Yan Chixia saw Ning Caichen lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and a female ghost was lying on top of him, her mouth approaching the scholar's mouth little by little.

"Bold ghosts, don't die quickly!"

Yan Chixia is not a pedantic person, and she will not blindly think about killing when she encounters demons and monsters.

He also knows that there are demons in this world who have good intentions and good ones, and there are good people in human beings, and there are also those who do all kinds of evil.

But this time, he was absolutely not mistaken.

A female ghost, in the dead of night, lies on a scholar who is in a fantasy world, and her mouth is closer to the scholar's mouth little by little, not to suck people's yang energy, what else can it be? Could it be that what kind of ghost is it?

Yan Chixia, who didn't believe in these five words or even a single punctuation mark, shouted angrily, and raised her sword to become a female ghost.

The female ghost was stunned for a moment by Yan Chixia's loud shout, and it was this moment that he didn't have time to hide from Yan Chixia's long sword.

And it was at this moment that Ning Caichen, who was awakened from the illusion by Yan Chixia's angry shout like a morning bell, also opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ning Caichen saw Xiaoqian, a female ghost who had a relationship with him in his dream, lying on top of him with a pale face.

And the fierce bearded man named Yan Chixia was holding a sword to kill his Xiaoqian. 、

"Xiao Qian!"

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Ning Caichen turned over and pressed Nie Xiaoqian under him, not for snapping, but for using his body to protect the poor female ghost under him.

Ning Caichen completely used his life to interpret the meaning of the sentence 'If you want to move a single hair of her, first step over my corpse'.

In contrast, those who only use rhetoric to deceive girls and fly separately once disaster comes..... It doesn't seem so reliable.

At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters from my heart, but after a quarter of a pillar of incense, the man of the sword would crush me fiercely.

Note that this is not a prophecy.

This is a true portrayal of Ning Caichen's heart.

When the sword was about to pierce Ning Caichen's heart to harvest a human head, Yan Chixia retracted the sword momentum at the last moment.

Seeing Ning Caichen pressing the female ghost under him, looking like he was at home, Yan Chixia's thinking appeared a quarter of a pillar of incense's time rigidity.

After a quarter of a pillar of incense, Yan Chixia threw away the long sword in her hand and pulled Ning Caichen up from Nie Xiaoqian.

Boom!

Syllable!

Burst!

Table tennis!

Boom!

The above is purely a fierce sound of the collision between fist and body, flesh and flesh, flesh and decency.

And when these chaotic voices stopped, looking at Ning Caichen again, he had already turned into a pig's head.

"Are you stupid? It's the ghost! It's a female ghost who sucks people's yang energy, do you know?

Do you protect her with your life? A moment ago, she was going to suck your yang energy, do you know?

If you are sucked yang energy, you will become seriously ill at least and become a dry corpse at worst, do you know what a dry corpse is? Do you know what a dead person is? ”

While pressing Ning Caichen to the ground and rubbing it, Yan Chixia hated that iron could not become steel.

This scholar is so ignorant of what to do, he kindly saved him, but he was not only grateful, but also sacrificed his life to protect the female ghost who wanted to kill him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had recently cultivated Taoist techniques, read Confucian classics, and restrained a lot of temper, he would definitely not hesitate to stab down with a sword just now, sending this pair of dogs to hell.

Oh no, the woman doesn't even have a chance to go to hell.

"Ahem!" Being beaten by Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen coughed for a while, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Huh? Satisfy? Didn't I find something extraordinary?

"Daoist Yan, I know that Xiaoqian is a ghost, but so what, can't ghosts have a good side?

Xiao Qian was also a poor person when she was alive, but after her death, she became a ghost and was enslaved by people.

She is genuine to me, I like her, and I believe she will not hurt me.

This kind of letter, even if she really wants my life, it's a big deal to give it to her! ”

Ning Caichen had a smile on his face, looked at Nie Xiaoqian who pounced on him, and looked at Yan Chixia who was glaring at him, smiling inexplicably.

"Caichen ......"

Nie Xiaoqian was moved, just yesterday, she still wanted to kill him to save herself, just yesterday, she tested his character several times, just yesterday, she and him were still strangers.

And just one day, the other party was willing to die for her.

This...... What a true feeling!

This kind of true affection moved her and didn't want to run away.

"Xiao Qian!"

Ning Caichen grabbed Nie Xiaoqian's hand, and the female ghost held the scholar's hand tightly with her backhand.

Looking at the hands of the two clasped together, Yan Chixia was angry for a while.

"Crazy! It's crazy, no matter, you love to die! ”

As she spoke, Yan Chixia picked up the long sword stuck in the ground and walked out.

"Huh? Miss Xin? ”

As soon as she went out, Yan Chixia saw Xin Shisanniang standing in the courtyard, as well as ..... Her bloodstained right hand.

"Miss Xin, this is ..... Injured? ”

Of course, this is a nonsense, who will bleed if he is not injured, even if the other party is a woman, he will not bleed if he does not hurt his hand.

"I was accidentally scratched when I just opened the door, and it was out of the way."

Xin Sanniang smiled at Yan Chixia, "Dao Chief, is something happening inside?" It seems that there is a lot of movement inside just now. ”

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as Yan Chixia says it, she won't be angry.

"Hmph, that bastard scholar is looking for death by himself, and the poor Dao is too lazy to care about him!"

Yan Chixia, who was suspicious of her integrity, turned her head and glared viciously into the room, as if she didn't see the "Diamond Sutra" that she accidentally landed inside.

"It's okay!"

Xin Sanniang nodded, "Then the Dao chief should also rest early!" ”

Saying that, Xin Sanniang smiled at Yan Chixia and reflexively walked towards her room.

The moment the arm flicked, a drop of blood quietly dripped on the ground, staining a piece of green brick red.

Seeing Xin Shisanniang go back to the room, under the bright moonlight, looking at the clean courtyard, Yan Chixia shivered again.

"What the hell is ...... weather"

Tightening the clothes on her body, Yan Chixia suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Since I practiced, I didn't feel cold and heat, how long has it been since I felt too cold?"

Could it be that there is something wrong with your body?

Running the exercises, the true yuan is running without hindrance, Yan Chixia shook her head helplessly.

That momentary chill may have been my own delusion.

After all..... It's been raining several times in a row.

There was nothing to say all night, and last night's incident, except for Yan Chixia and Xin Shisanniang, everyone else didn't seem to be aware of it.

Eat when you should eat, sleep when you should sleep, go out early when you should go green, go out early and return late when you should go out early.

Early in the morning, the nameless little monk stepped on the morning sun again, and he was about to flatten the whole mountain in the past few days, mysterious and mysterious, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Early this morning, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing sat in a pavilion in the courtyard and didn't know what to say, and their faces were a little sad from time to time.

On this day, after explaining that he had never been in love, and he had never had a girl he liked before meeting Miss Yang San, what Xu Xian saw was Miss Yang San's face that turned red instantly.

Before her, there had never been a girl she liked.

Is this his disguised confession?

Miss Yang San's heart is sweet, but she is still honest.

"Then tell me, how did you get those love poems, your name as a love saint."

So, Xu Xian quoted scriptures, laid out facts and reasoned, and it took two hours to explain to Yang Chan that writing poetry is such a thing, and it is not necessary to write about the true feelings in his heart.

It's like a primary school student writing essays, obviously grandpa has a lot of grass on his grave, and he can still write, 'When I was on the bookshelf, my parents took me back to my hometown to see my grandfather, and my grandfather was happy, he smiled very kindly, and prepared a lot of delicious food for me'.

When you go back to your hometown, your grandfather should really smile at you kindly and prepare food for you.

It will scare you and your parents into tears.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is.

Not long after Xu Xian spent most of the night and a morning to make Yang San girl happy.

In Lanruo Temple, just as Yan Chixia guessed, another guest was ushered in.

Dressed in black, with long hair, a three-foot long sword, and a peerless elegance.

ps: The second update, is there a monthly pass? Are there any referral tickets? Tipping ..... Feel free to do it......