"I don't know why I let the female ghost go again?" Yan Chixia said.

Although I don't know what happened before, it can be seen from the fact that there is no trace of a fight around that Su Zimo has never made a move on the female ghost.

Yan Chixia knew that with Su Zimo's means, if she wanted to deal with a mere female ghost, it was not a matter of being caught?

In this regard, Su Zimo also sighed, and said quietly: "This female ghost...... In fact, it is also the poor person who is controlled by the dryad, and in the final analysis, it is the dryad who controls all this behind his back. ”

"Humph!"

When Yan Chixia heard this, she shook her head and frowned: "The Taoist is wrong, a demon is a demon, in Yan's opinion, these demons and monsters should have been wiped out a long time ago!" ”

After all, Yan Chixia is a jealous and hateful person, I don't know how many corrupt officials I killed in my early years, and she was also excluded by the imperial court, so she resigned and went into hiding, and came to Lanruo Temple in anger.

Although he also thought about getting rid of the Dryad Grandma, after so many days of observation, he also found that the other party was not easy to deal with, so he had to make a fool of himself with the Dryad Grandma.

And now, Su Zimo's arrival has undoubtedly rekindled Yan Chixia's hope!

It seemed that he felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and Su Zimo quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Brother Yan, I don't know if you have found the old nest of the tree demon these days?" ”

"Ashamed ......"

Hearing this, Yan Chixia's face also showed a hint of amazement, and she sighed: "That tree demon has vast magical powers, and its body is hidden in this dense forest, and it only drives those female ghosts to harm people on weekdays, but it has never made a move. ”

The implication is that even he didn't find the old nest of the dryad's grandmother.

"It's okay, the poor road has its own way."

In this regard, Su Zimo also smiled faintly, and his words were full of the meaning of winning the battle.

Combined with the plot of the original book and Yan Chixia's description, Su Zimo knew very well that this dense forest had actually been trained into a clone by the tree demon grandmother, and its body was one of the towering giant trees.

As for the urn of Nie Xiaoqian and others, it was buried under the body of the tree demon grandmother.

Therefore, whether it is to complete the task or to save Nie Xiaoqian from fire and water, the tree demon grandma must die!

With his mind racing, Su Zimo immediately made a decision, and turned his head to look at Yan Chixia: "Brother Yan, if Poor Dao is not mistaken, do you also have some kind of inheritance on your body, which seems to be related to sword cultivation?" ”

"Zhiqiu Dao Chang is really as wise as a torch!"

was broken by Su Zimo's inheritance, Yan Chixia did not hide it, and simply nodded: "It's not a secret, Yan Mou had a set of inheritance called Imperial Sword Technique by chance before, which is rumored to be a legacy of the Shushan faction. In addition to this, there is also a demon sword......"

"And during this time, in this Lanruo Temple, Yan Mou is also able to practice this set of swordsmanship, and he can barely drive the sword in his hand."

"It turned out to be the inheritance of the Shushan faction."

glanced at Yan Chixia with some envy, and Su Zimo couldn't help but be surprised.

The name of Shushan sword cultivation is naturally widely spread, and the sword cultivation is a vein, which is to raise a sword, when necessary, the heart is pinned on it, and the sword is thousands of miles away, and the power is not to be underestimated!

In comparison, in the Maoshan faction inheritance, the attached Divine Soul Imperial Sword is somewhat dwarfed.

But this is also a specialization in the art industry.

The disciples of the Maoshan faction are involved in a wide range of things, not only in terms of talisman seals and Taoism, but also in the way of alchemy.

It's just that with Su Zimo's current cultivation, it's better to concentrate on cultivation. As for things like alchemy and talisman seals, they are painstaking and laborious, and even in the Maoshan faction, many people spend their lives in their lives, and it is difficult to understand all these things.

In this way, it is tantamount to abandoning the basics.

"It's rare to meet people from the same path here, Brother Yan, why don't you and I take this opportunity to exchange ideas and experiences, and it can be regarded as exchanging our respective cultivation experiences, how about it?" Su Zimo said.

"Good!"

In this regard, Yan Chixia also nodded without hesitation.

Originally, he was a halfway monk, so he naturally did not have any pedantic school concepts, and he was bold by nature, and he would not do anything to cherish himself.

As for Su Zimo, although he couldn't leak his inheritance at will because of the oath of his master, he had also read a trunk road in the Maoshan faction before, and revealed a little at will, but it would not violate the door rules.

So, the two also took this opportunity to have a good exchange.

…………

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

And Su Zimo, after exchanging his own Taoism with Yan Chixia, also gained a lot, instructed Qingfeng to protect the Dharma for himself, and laid a few talismans in the room to prevent ghosts from breaking in, and then began to continue cultivating.

As for Ning Caichen.

Relying on his own memory, he began to repair the contents of the ledger little by little.

Although over the years, Ning Caichen has repeatedly failed in the imperial examinations, and his family is also in dire straits, so he has to rely on Jibaozhai to collect accounts for a living, but his memory is extraordinary, and it can almost be said that he will never forget.

Therefore, this volume of account books seems complicated, but after some efforts, Ning Caichen still successfully repaired it.

"Smack."

Suddenly, Ning Caichen accidentally touched the ink block on the table, and when it went down the hole in the room, it rolled to the bottom of the attic.

Seeing this scene, Ning Caichen couldn't help but shake his head, took the escalator on the side, and planned to pick up the ink block.

Below, several dried corpses also moved slowly.

"Touching ——!"

The escalator fell to the ground, just hitting two dried corpses.

Ning Caichen didn't know about this, and came all the way to the bottom of the attic.

It has long since fallen into disrepair, cobwebs are everywhere, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated everywhere.

"Ahem."

Seeing this scene, Ning Caichen couldn't help frowning, and after some groping, he didn't see his own ink block, and behind him, the few dried corpses also opened their palms, and they were about to pounce.

"Bump!"

But he didn't want to, Ning Caichen suddenly turned around, happened to touch the wooden board on the side, and hit several dried corpses again.

After that, I saw Ning Caichen walking quickly to the window and pushing with both hands.

"Click-"

In the attic, which has not seen the light of day for a long time, the sun is also ushered in.

And those dried corpses, when they were illuminated by the sun, were like snow under the sun, melting away one after another, turning into a puddle of corpse water.

"Strange."

Picking up his own ink block from the corpse water, Ning Caichen couldn't help frowning, and looked at the water stains on it with some suspicion: "Why is there still stagnant water in this attic?" ”

As he spoke, he shook his head, turned around on his own, and climbed down the escalator back to the second floor.

As everyone knows, not far away, Qingfeng also slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Ning Caichen with some curiosity, and said in surprise: "This scholar ...... As the master said, it is really a blessing and a great life. ”

(End of chapter)