Guobei Town.

As soon as he entered the town, Su Zimo saw a few reward notices posted on the bulletin board not far away, and a group of people densely gathered in a circle, making exclamations from time to time.

"Go away, go away."

But I saw a group of people come to the bulletin board viciously, and they took down the notice in three or two clicks, and looked at the pedestrians on the road one by one, and compared them with the people in the portrait.

"You...... Come here! ”

"Next!"

"Stop...... Come here! ”

Soon, a group of people came to Su Zimo's side.

"Boy, you ......"

Before the leader could speak, a crimson blade pressed against his chest, as if it could easily stab the person through with a little force.

And the big man who took the lead, when he was pointed at by the sword, was even more frightened to the color of earth, and his legs trembled, like a sifting chaff.

"Big ...... Hero, the little one recognized the wrong person. ”

Su Zimo ignored this.

Along the way, he has seen all kinds of people, what bandits and robbers and the like, it is really common, and now he has already known that these people are greedy for life and afraid of death, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, so naturally they will not be very polite.

", or stay here forever!"

As this sentence fell, several big men also disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Let's go, Qingfeng, let's go to Lanruo Temple."

"Yes, Childe."

Just as Su Zimo was about to leave Guobei Town, a shout came from not far away: "Zhiqiu Dao Chief, Qingfeng girl...... Wait a minute! ”

"It's the scholar."

Almost instantly, Qingfeng heard the identity of the person who came: "Childe, do you want to ......?" ”

Following Su Zimo's side, Qingfeng also knew a little about his master's character, and in the pavilion before, he actually talked to the poor scholar for so long, most of which was because of his blue eyes.

"Interesting."

Su Zimo nodded, he also wanted to know what Ning Caichen wanted to do when he chased him all the way.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

Soon, Ning Caichen ran over panting, his body was covered with mud in many places, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Zhiqiu Daoist, I don't know if I can walk with you?"

"Are you sure?"

Su Zimo smiled lightly, with a hint of playfulness on his face, and said faintly: "Little scholar, you have to know that the next place we are going to is Lanruo Temple." ”

As soon as the three words "Lanruo Temple" came out, before Ning Caichen could react, a gust of wind blew through, and the hot early summer seemed to turn into the cold winter in an instant, and the people around him were scattered in an instant.

"Boom."

Under the infection of this atmosphere, Ning Caichen couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said with some fear: "Zhiqiu Dao Chief, I don't know what is in Nalanruo Temple?" ”

"Ghost!"

As he spoke, Su Zimo's eyes flashed, he glanced at Ning Caichen deeply, and said meaningfully: "And...... It's still a very beautiful female ghost. ”

"Ha, Dao Chief, you must have lied to me."

Ning Caichen shook his head and said with a straight face: "As the saying goes, Zi Bu is strange and confused. Xiaosheng is a scholar and believes in the way of Confucius and Mencius, how can he believe that there are ghosts in this world? ”

"Don't worry, Dao Chief, Xiaosheng can take care of himself, and he won't cause you trouble."

In fact, Ning Caichen himself is also bitter and self-aware.

He came to collect his debts, and now that the account books were destroyed, he didn't have any money on him, and he didn't even want to find a place to stay.

And Lanruo Temple is the only place in the neighborhood that is uninhabited, but it can barely be sheltered.

"In that case, let's go."

Su Zimo sighed secretly, whether it was Ning Caichen or Xiahou Swordsman, he tried to prevent the two from going to Lanruo Temple, but he had to admit that the inertia of the plot was huge.

Seeing that Ning Caichen was determined to go with him, he was helpless.

Lanruo Temple.

It is three miles east of Guobei Town, a long-abandoned ruined temple.

Looking from afar, a dilapidated temple, appeared in the eyes of the three people, a large broken stone tablet, half covered by vines, seeing this, Ning Caichen stretched out his hand to pull away the vines, and the stone tablet was engraved with three words - Lanruo Temple.

"Ding, bell—"

Suddenly, there was a sound of blades clashing.

"Let's take a look."

Hearing this voice, Su Zimo immediately made a decision and ran towards Lanruo Temple.

But I saw two figures, fighting in front of the temple, one of them was the Xiahou swordsman who had a relationship with Su Zimo before, and the other bearded man, I don't need to guess to know, it is Yan Chixia.

Watching the fight between the two, Su Zimo couldn't help nodding.

Seeing Xiahou Jian make a move before, he felt that the opponent's force, placed in the Tianlong World, could be regarded as a good hand, and now he was doing it with all his strength, and his strength was enough to compete with Xuan Ci.

Look at Yan Chixia again, the sword light is condensed, containing but not emitting, at first glance, it is a good hand in this.

And what surprised Su Zimo the most was that Yan Chixia actually had traces of mana on her body, and she was also a cultivator!

"Strange...... Didn't Yan Chixia start cultivating when she was in the second part of the movie? ”

Su Zimo clearly remembered that in "A Chinese Ghost Story 1", Yan Chixia's main means of defending against the enemy was her clever swordsmanship and martial arts, but in the end, it was by relying on the "Diamond Sutra" that she eliminated the clone of the old demon in Montenegro.

In the second part, he actually mastered the art of flying with the sword, and he could control dozens of swords at once, and his strength can be said to have been significantly improved.

But now, Yan Chixia actually has mana...... Doesn't it mean that the other party may have already been inherited?

"Bell!"

Just as Su Zimo was thinking about it, Yan Chixia over there seemed to be annoyed by Xiahou Swordsman's aggressive momentum, frowned, shook his wrist, and turned the long sword into a swimming dragon, immediately defeating the long sword in Xiahou's swordsman's hand.

And the latter, who was also not lightly injured, had a look of disbelief on his face: "Impossible...... I've been practicing swordsmanship for so many years, it's impossible that I can't beat you...... Why, here's why! ”

"Your mind is not right, your sword light is not pure, and your swordsmanship is even more messy and full of flaws."

saw Su Zimo suddenly walk in front of the two of them, and said quietly: "The most important thing is that although your sword is sharp, there is no trace of sword intent, but it is just a façade!" ”

"What did you say!"

Hearing someone comment on his swordsmanship, Xiahou Swordsman was immediately furious.

If Yan Chixia said that he was not as good as others, he could only let it go, but the person in front of him was just a stinky Taoist priest full of nonsense, which made Xiahou swordsman how to endure it.

"I, Xiahou Jian, started practicing swords at the age of seven, and for more than 20 years, I have never been defeated until I met Yan Chixia...... You even say that my sword is just a vain appearance, so let you see it clearly! ”

As he spoke, the blade of the sword flickered.

(End of chapter)