Chapter 130: Recognize Your Heart
"That tree spirit is a thousand-year-old tree, and its mana is on par with mine, and I don't know if I can get rid of the demon tonight." After saying this, Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen who ran to her side and asked; "Scholar, we may not be able to come back today, are you afraid?"
"Afraid, and not in general. But I figured it out, so I'm afraid I'm going to go, I can't forget Xiao Qian, so I want to see with my own eyes, Xiao Qian, whether she is a human or a ghost, whether she was persecuted by the tree demon... Driving.." After Ning Caichen finished speaking, he patted the horse's head and ran out quickly.
Looking at Ning Caichen who rushed out, Yan Chixia laughed quietly while speeding up; "Hahaha, when it comes to Xiaoqian, you kid is not even afraid of ghosts! You're so infatuated! But someone has taken a fancy to that Xiaoqian, I don't think you have any hope. ”
"Bearded, we seem to be lost!" Ning Caichen, who had been running for a while, looked at the path in front of him that had been running back and forth three or four times, turned back to Yan Chixia and said, not at all hearing what Xiao Yan Chixia was talking about just now.
"Phew.." Yan Chixia grabbed the horse rope, and then looked at the surrounding environment without blinking. After observing for a while, Yan Chixia smiled at Ning Caichen who came over; "It seems that the old tree spirit is not as strong as we think, otherwise it wouldn't have used the method of changing the position of the tree against us."
Ning Caichen listened, frowned and asked; "Change your bearings! Who of you said that this old tree spirit changed the position of the big tree and used it to mislead us? ”
"No big deal, watch me break his spell." Yan Chixia said, took off the big bow behind her back, and then put on a long arrow with a Taoist talisman painted on it.
With a loud shout, Yan Chixia filled her bow and arrows, and then shot towards the big tree beside her.
"Knock, knock, knock, knock." After four muffled sounds in a row, Yan Chixia, who shot four arrows at the big tree, rode her horse and galloped; "I've fixed the minions of these dryads with talismans, and now that the road ahead is open, let's go."
In this way, with a small episode, Yan Chixia and the others came to the mass grave all the way unimpeded.
Yan Chixia turned over and dismounted, and then said while walking in the mass grave; "Take a look for yourself, this is a mass grave, the ashes of those ghosts are here, there should be one inside, the tombstone you said is called Xiaoqian."
"Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian!" Ning Caichen was eagerly looking for the tombstone, trying to find the answer in his heart.
An hour later, Yan Chixia, who was disgraced because of the destruction of other urns, found Ning Caichen with a sloppy face.
Yan Chixia looked at the seven words written on the tombstone, the tomb of her beloved daughter Nie Xiaoqian, and asked with Ning Caichen, who was kneeling on the ground; "How! Now you know. ”
Ning Caichen looked at Yan Chixia with a look of embarrassment, and asked obsessively; "Xiao Qian's piano sound is so clear, clear like the water of a small river, how can she be a ghost, how can she harm people?"
Yan Chixia thought for a moment and replied; "You have to ask herself, but these lonely ghosts have no fixed place to live, and their lives are also very sad."
Ning Caichen nodded and said firmly; "Let's go, let's go back to Lanruo Temple, I want to see Xiaoqian tonight and ask her what's wrong." After saying this, Ning Caichen looked at Yan Chixia with a smile on her face, and spoke again; "Bearded, what do you mean by love?"
"Love!" Yan Chixia listened, thought about it and thought about it, and said helplessly; "I don't know, people like us are not suitable for love, otherwise we will harm others and ourselves."
Ning Caichen stroked Nie Xiaoqian's tombstone and asked confusedly; "I have only met Xiaoqian a few times, but whenever I close my eyes, I can't help but think of her smile when she smiles. Bearded, do you think I'm in love? ”
"I don't know," Yan Chixia shook her head dryly.
"I'll accompany you back to Lanruo Temple, even if it's death, I'll look at Xiaoqian again and ask her what she thinks." After Ning Caichen finished speaking, he left without looking back.
"Alas! Scholar, why are you so troubled! Could it be that the word love really has such a great charm that it can make people forget life and death? Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen's back, and couldn't understand the meaning of this love word.
After thinking about it for a while, Yan Chixia, who couldn't figure it out, couldn't help but look at the white clouds above her head and fell into deep thought.
With the rapid march of the two, Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen rushed all the way back to Lanruo Temple.
After returning to Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia handed over a Diamond Sutra and a bell to Ning Caichen's hands and said; "As soon as you see that things are not good, you will ring this bell, as long as the bell rings, I will come to save you, and this Diamond Sutra you can put on your body to defend yourself."
Ning Caichen looked at the Diamond Sutra handed over by Yan Chixia, shook his head, and said with a firm face; "Bearded, can you give me a weapon? I know that Xiao Qian doesn't like my book to be angry, so I don't want this Diamond Sutra, and I don't want Xiao Qian to see my cowardly appearance. ”
Yan Chixia looked at the Diamond Sutra that was pushed back by Ning Caichen, and asked a little heavily; "Scholar, are you sure you don't want to? You don't know martial arts, if you don't hold this Diamond Sutra, you will die at that time. ”
"Die! What is the point of death? Ning Caichen looked at the bamboo basket behind him, then untied it with a smile, and in Yan Chixia's surprised eyes, he directly threw the bamboo basket out of the window.
Yan Chixia looked at the bamboo basket that fell to the second floor and shattered, and asked Ning Caichen strangely; "Scholar, what's wrong with you? Don't you want your sages? ”
"Hehe, people always have to have a pursuit in life, I used to hope that it was the title of the gold list, but now it is not." Ning Caichen said, took out a small white flower from his bosom, and then inserted it on his head.
Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen's appearance, and explained while telling Ning Caichen a golden needle; "Scholar, this is the golden needle of demon breaking that I cast, and it is the nemesis of all demons, but I really hope that you will not be useful." After saying this, Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen, who was holding the golden needle tightly in her hand, and shook her head; "Scholar, don't be stupid, you've only known that Xiaoqian for a few days! It's not worth it. ”
Ning Caichen heard the sound, looked at the sunset that was about to set outside the window, and said with a smile; "You are an abstinent Taoist priest, and you don't have this feeling from me, so you won't understand my thoughts now."
Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen deeply, because he really couldn't understand what love was and why it could bring so much strength to this weak scholar.
(End of chapter)