Lanruo Temple.

"What's so out of the ordinary?" Ning Caichen said with sweat on his forehead.

"Hehe, forget it, Brother Ning is a scholar, a disciple of a saint, and he is silent, so don't pollute Brother Ning's ears with such things. Brother Ning just came to spend the night, as long as he is upright, don't look at incivility, don't say anything incivil, it must be fine. Matthew waved his hand and smiled.

When Ning Caichen heard this, he felt that the yin was becoming more and more pressing, and cold sweat was oozing out of his back involuntarily, so he hurriedly put down the back basket in his arms, bowed down and gave a salute, squeezed out a smile and said: "Although this is the case, I still ask Brother Ma to make it clear, so that the younger brother can be prepared, great kindness, and unforgettable." ”

"Hey, it's not a big deal." The corners of Matthew's mouth curled, and there was a thick banter in his voice.

"Brother Ning is also a scholar, haven't you read a few strange books, this ancient temple in the deep mountains, after the scholar sleeps overnight, most of the beautiful girls come alone, recommend themselves to the pillow, and achieve a romantic legend. Didn't Brother Ning have such a reverie and yearn for it? ”

A remark aroused Ning Caichen's mind and made him slightly distracted.

It is said that in such an era, orthodox scholars are familiar with the Four Books and the Five Classics, and are determined to make great achievements, and regard such bizarre words as crooked and heretical, and have always been shameful!

However, there are thousands of people in the world who read books, and there are a few people who can jump into the dragon gate, most of them have wasted their lives and are destitute.

For this kind of reader, although the fame is out of reach, he still tirelessly holds the scroll, delusionally hoping that one day the title of the gold list will be titled.

The cold night in the burrow, the figure is alone, how many of these readers do not reverie?

At this time, the book of obscenity that records talented and beautiful women and adventures is naturally the treasure of these readers who spend a long night.

Although the body is stuck, the mind is freed, and it is not costly, so why not do it.

This principle is not only applicable in this era, but also in the hundreds of thousands of years.

For example, thousands of years later, at a certain point, all kinds of YY are popular, allowing many otaku to travel all kinds of lives, enjoy themselves, and pass the boring and difficult life, which is also a merit!

Thinking of those legendary scripts that he had also dreamed back at midnight, the corners of Ning Caichen's mouth couldn't help but hook up, and he was slightly distracted, but then he thought that there were still people around, so he immediately came back to his senses, and denied with a red face: "Brother Ma said that he was laughing, he was laughing......"

"Hehe, Brother Ning doesn't have to be ashamed, to be honest, I like this kind of script very much, every time I get a good work, I often read it in one go, and my mind brings it in, and after covering the volume, the aftertaste is endless." Matthew reassured.

As soon as these words came out, the shame on Ning Caichen's face finally subsided a lot, and he arched his hand and said: "Brother Ma is really a sincere gentleman, and the younger brother admires him a lot. It's just that what does this have in common with the situation we are in at this time? Is it ......?"

Speaking of this, Ning Caichen's face was blushing again.

The beautiful girl came uninvited, recommended herself to the pillow seat, and thinking about it made him a little excited and inexplicable, and his reverie was infinite......

"Brother Ning, in your opinion, are there any loopholes in the plot of such a legendary script?" Matthew saw through the restlessness in Ning Caichen's heart at a glance, and he had a sense of intimacy, so he didn't despise him, and still asked with a smile.

"Huh?" Ning Caichen was stunned for a moment, and looked at Matthew in confusion.

"Brother Ma, please!"

Matthew shook his head slightly, looked around and said, "Brother Ning, although the legendary story is good, it can only be used for leisure entertainment, not too involved." As the saying goes: a small masturbation is pleasant, a big masturbation hurts the body, and a strong masturbation is gone. ”

Seeing Ning Caichen standing solemnly and listening with his hands down, Matthew smiled in his heart, but continued to ridicule quietly on his face: "Most of these legendary words are fabricated, and under careful scrutiny, they don't conform to common sense at all.

For example, in many books, scholars are staying overnight in these ancient temples in the deep mountains, far away from the city, and there are no people within a radius of dozens of miles, but in the dead of night, a beautiful woman suddenly came out, admiring the scholar's talent, and willing to recommend himself to the pillow seat, just for the joy of one night.

Brother Ning thought about it, is this normal?

Where did this glamorous woman come from? ”

Ning Caichen's face changed, and he trembled: "Brother Ma means ......"

"Yes, a normal human woman, it's hard to even get out of the boudoir, let alone come here late at night, if Brother Ning really meets such a woman, it's either a ghost or a fox demon." Matthew is serious.

"It's just that the ghost fox's illusion is too powerful, and ordinary people are confused by its beautiful skin, where can they think of this. If you're lucky, it's just a big drain. It's not a strange thing to be unlucky and get sucked dry. ”

Seeing that Ning Caichen's face was already as pale as earth and trembling, Matthew held back a smile and said: "But if you think that a decent gentleman like Brother Ning will definitely be able not to be tempted by the ghost fox, I am also too talkative." It's not too early, let's go to the temple early. ”

As he spoke, he patted Ning Caichen on the shoulder and walked away.

Ning Caichen was trembling, seeing that Matthew's figure was already a little blurry under the moonlight, he swallowed his saliva, hurriedly picked up the back basket on the ground, chased after him, and shouted loudly: "Brother Ma, please wait for the little brother!" ”

Inside Lanruo Temple.

It used to be a big temple here, when the incense was at its peak, it collected countless incense money, and all the monk temples were the same, not their own money, they didn't feel distressed to spend it, so they built a lot of buildings, built the Lanruo Temple one after another, carved beams and painted buildings.

It's just that later the world is in turmoil, the people are not living, the people near Lanruo Temple are ten rooms and nine empty, where is there still money to worship incense, so the monks who do not do production, the dead die, the walking, the vulgar are still vulgar, and the huge Lanruo Temple is immediately abandoned.

Later, it was rumored that the demons were in turmoil, and the people who had been there had no survivors, so that this ancient temple was completely depopulated.

By now, Lanruo Temple has become synonymous with the horror in the hearts of the people nearby, which is why Ning Caichen asked Lu Lanruo Temple in the street market, why everyone is so weird.

"Xiaoqing, go and call your sister."

In the backyard of Lanruo Temple, in a side room, there was a voice that was neither male nor female.

"Yes, Grandma."

A coquettish female voice agreed.

Then, the door of the wing room was opened, and out came a woman in ancient costume wearing a pink gauze dress, with her hair in a bun and long flowing hair, twisting her bewitching body, and heading towards the front yard.

After walking half a mile, he came to an independent wing house, a sneer appeared on his beautiful face, and then disappeared in a flash, moved the lotus step lightly, stretched out the slender Rouyi, and slammed the door and said: "Sister, I am Xiaoqing." ”

"Ah, it's Xiaoqing, come in." In the wing, a cold and moving voice sounded.

Xiaoqing pushed the door in.

In the room, a woman in white has her back to her, sitting on the dresser, facing the mirror to comb her makeup, the same bun, the same dress, but the every move of the woman in white gives people a sense of poetry and transcendence.

"Sister, grandma is looking for you, come with me." Xiaoqing looked at the figure of the woman in white with some jealousy, but said softly and meekly.

"Got it, Xiaoqing, you go first, I'll come later." The comb in the hand of the woman in white paused slightly, then combed it again, and said casually.

"Yes." Xiaoqing pursed her lips, but still bowed slightly and exited the room.

"Alas......"

For a long time, there was a light sigh in the wing, the moving sound was full of helplessness and self-pity, on the dresser, in the bronze mirror, there was a face that was full of country and city, elegant as a fairy, I saw her frowning slightly, if any man saw it, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

It's a pity that here, she can only take pity on herself.

"Xiaoqian meets grandma!"

Although she was melancholy and helpless, her grandmother wanted to recruit, but the woman in white still had to come.

"Well, Xiaoqian, you're here." A burly man pretended to be a woman, and his mouth made a tone that was neither male nor female, in this late night ancient temple, it looked so weird, but the maids around him were ignoring, holding their breath one by one, and standing with their hands down.

He is the current owner of this ancient temple, the thousand-year-old tree demon, who controls all the lonely souls and dead ghosts buried near Lanruo Temple, and uses beautiful female ghosts to seduce men who pass by, absorb their essence, and enhance their cultivation.

"It's really good luck tonight, there are three people in the temple suddenly, it seems, one is stronger than the other, you go and absorb yang energy for me, come back and let me make up for my body."

“…… Be. The white-clothed Xiaoqian trembled in her heart, although she couldn't bear it, she still bowed down and agreed.

But she didn't want to serve the female ghost Xiaoqing who was standing next to the tree demon grandma, her face was not angry, she stepped forward, and Mao recommended herself: "Grandma, Xiaoqing is also willing to work for grandma." ”