The plan has been decided, and after Cheng Nuo and Yan Chixia discussed some details, the time slowly moved to the evening. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Cheng Nuo walked all the way into Lanruo Temple from ten miles away.

This is also what he discussed with Yan Chixia, doing a full set of plays, while it was still dawn, Cheng Nuo left Yan Chixia's place of residence, rushed to the outside of the area controlled by the tree demon, and waited for the sky to start dark, and then pretended to be in a hurry to re-enter here.

Maybe it's because he knows that he has ghosts, maybe it's because he will become the protagonist, the closer he gets to Lanruo Temple, the more Cheng Nuo feels that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him, along the way, a breeze blows, the branches shake, and a whooshing sound is made, as if he is reporting step by step: "Another one is coming to die!" ”

The sky was good tonight, the moon was low, round and bright, pouring silver light, and the lantern that Cheng Nuo was carrying was a little useless outside.

It is said that the moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills, I hope these ghosts are not too dogmatic.

Cheng Nuo came to the gate of Lanruo Temple again, the dried corpse that was still lying here last night was gone, and it was estimated that the tree demon had taken it elsewhere, so as not to scare the people who came.

Yan Chixia said that a person like Ning Caichen, who was sucked dry of his flesh and soul by the tree demon, didn't even have the opportunity to be a ghost, let alone reincarnate, so there was no talk of going into the earth for peace.

Cheng Nuo walked into the main hall, the original solemn place of Buddhism had been shrouded in decadence, the crooked mud statue of the protector, the overturned offering table, and the straw that was scattered by the breeze outside the hall... I really don't understand why passers-by always choose this kind of place when staying at night.

Cheng Nuo put down the package and lantern he was carrying, lifted the offering table to the side, wiped it with his hands, and it was quite clean, it is estimated that Ning Caichen used this one yesterday.

Cheng Nuo opened the package and took out a few books that Yan Chixia had prepared for him. According to Yan Chixia, this type of scholar is the favorite of the Dryad.

… What flavors?

According to the standards of later generations, Cheng Nuo, who graduated from university, can be qualified to be called a scholar, but when Cheng Nuo took out the book and wanted to take a look, in addition to barely being able to distinguish the three words of the Diamond Sutra on the book cover, he basically didn't know what he was talking about, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

… You're a Taoist, what kind of Dharma do you always see?

Having said that, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been able to acquire new cross-border skills.

Cheng Nuo flipped through several other books, most of which were similar. Cheng Nuo casually opened a book, held it in his hand, and pretended to look at it.

Cheng Nuo didn't rush too early, after all, there was still a problem of mana recovery. The longer the time drags on, the more Cheng Nuo's mana recovers, and the more certain he is to deal with the dryad for a while, but correspondingly, the shorter the time left for Dai Lan, this is a paradox.

Time passed slowly, and just when Cheng Nuo was a little out of breath, a tactful piano sound drifted into Cheng Nuo's ears.

… Here it comes! On a big night, who would play the piano in such a place except for ghosts?

Cheng Nuo touched the bracelet he was wearing and the bell in his arms, stood up, picked up the lantern and walked along the piano.

A secluded path, a pond, a white curtain was erected on the edge of the sparkling blue water, and two women in white were kneeling on one side, the one on the front was touching the piano with both hands, and the one on the side was gently squeezing... The cooperation is so good, it should be Se... Whether it is from the front or from the side, it looks elegant and charming.

This scene seems familiar, as if he had seen it in "A Chinese Ghost Story", Cheng Nuo recalled it, it seems that Ning Caichen had this scene when he first met Xiaoqian, but it seemed to be Xiaoqian at that time.

Cheng Nuo took out the bell, shook it behind him a few times, the crisp sound of the bell sounded, and the sound of the piano stopped.

The woman playing the piano raised her head, revealing a pretty face.

… is worthy of being close to the top three characters in the world, it is Xiaoqian!

"Who are you? How did it end up here? The woman sitting on her side turned her head.

It's pretty too, but it's easy to ignore standing with Xiaoqian.

Cheng Nuo looked at Xiaoqian again, and still felt a little pity in his heart... When Yan Chixia arrives, he doesn't care who you are, and what does it have to do with Ning Caichen, in his eyes, there is only a difference between humans and ghosts.

Of course, this is unfortunately a fleeting moment. For Cheng Nuo, in private, Xiaoqian's importance cannot be compared with Dai Lan. Yu Gong, the lives that died indirectly in the hands of Xiao Qian cannot be counted, and besides, she was forced to be helpless and couldn't erase this fact.

Cheng Nuo's pity in his heart is more because a classic was destroyed in his own hands, of course, there are also reasons for appearance, which is purely a man's inferior nature, and it cannot be avoided.

Xiao Qian, who was stared at by Cheng Nuo, flashed a little grief and sadness in her eyes, and turned her head slightly.

A hint of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the woman sitting on the side: "Childe, what are you talking about the slave family?" Why do you just look at the slave sister? ”

Cheng Nuo turned his head.

"Slave Xiaoyu, I've seen Gongzi..."The woman sitting on the side stood up and pulled Xiaoqian again: "This is the sister of the slave family, Xiaoqian." ”

… Xiaoyu? It doesn't matter, anyway, the female ghosts that appear in this place are all the Dryad's subordinates.

Xiao Qian also stood up and gave a salute.

"I'm a scholar passing by, and I'll spend the night in this Lanruo Temple," Cheng Nuo directly buckled the identity of the scholar on his head, as for whether it was in line with the scholar's speaking routine, he didn't know.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu's attention is not on this.

"It's a long night, I didn't expect to meet Gongzi in such a remote place, it's really fate," Xiaoyu raised his sleeves and half-covered his mouth, looked at Cheng Nuoyan and smiled: "Why don't you come and talk about it?" ”

Cheng Nuo thought about it for a while, and couldn't refuse... I have to wait for Yan Chixia to arrive.

Anyway, didn't Yan Chixia say that as soon as she heard the bell, she would arrive immediately no matter where she was? Where is this? You can't find a place, right?

Cheng Nuo shook the bell again.

Xiao Yu chuckled: "Childe, what are you doing shaking that bell all the time?" Yesterday... Well, I've been seeing you with bells lately, and it's so funny. ”

Listening to Xiaoyu's words, Ning Caichen also shook the bell for a long time last night, but unfortunately he couldn't wait for Yan Chixia.

… Yan Chixia won't encounter anything else today, right?

"Sister, do you remember?" Xiao Yu looked at Xiao Qian, who had been keeping her head down.

Xiao Qian suddenly raised her head to look at Xiao Yu, her eyes flashed with obvious anger and pain, obviously being uncovered.

"Sister, did I say something wrong?" Xiaoyu looked back at the past without flinching: "Or is there something that my sister hasn't forgotten yet?" ”

Xiao Qian's chest rose and fell, and for a moment, she bit her lip and lowered her head again.

A smile of victory flashed at the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, and then he turned to Cheng Nuo and flew a wink: "Childe, what are you doing standing so far away?" Come here, are you afraid that the two of us sisters will eat you? ”