readx; Seeing Yan Chixia pretending to disappear mysteriously into the night, Han Lie withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the long-famous Lanruo Ancient Temple. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This dilapidated temple occupies a large area, the east and west wings, the carved railings and painting buildings, the palace tower is magnificent, you can vaguely see the prosperity of the old times, think about it, it was probably a big temple where incense flourished in those years.

But under the washing of time, no matter how prosperous a place you are, you can't escape this dilapidated realm after all.

The rise and fall of the world is impermanent, and the land of traffic in the past is now full of basil, and it has lost its grandeur in the past.

What's even more regrettable is that the Buddhist temples and holy places that were respected by mortals at that time were instead stolen by demons and became their evil ghost domain that confuses and harms people, steals blood and eats flesh.

As soon as he thought of this, Han Lie couldn't help but sneer twice, and said to himself, "Hehe, it's really quite ironic. ”

Ning Caichen didn't hear clearly, turned his head in a daze and asked, "What did Mr. say?" ”

Han Lie shook his head, pointed to the broken wooden rooms on both sides, and said to him, "The one with the lights on the right is the residence of that hero, so let's live on the left." ”

Nodding, Ning Caichen responded: "Okay, that gentleman lives in the good room inside, I live in the wing room outside, I'll go clean up." ”

Han Lie glanced at the dilapidated house outside, and refused with a smile: "No, I live outside, I like places with more ventilation, you live in the inner room, I am in the outer room." ”

Compared to the outer wings, the inner rooms are in slightly better condition, at least not all the windows are broken and broken.

Compared with Ning Caichen, a delicate and frail scholar who had never practiced martial arts, Han Lie did not worry about the wind and frost of this night. Therefore, he insisted on rejecting his kindness.

Of course, more importantly. In the outer room, there are still some who have been killed by bewitchment. The disgruntled ghouls are entrenched, and Ning Caichen lives in it, which is not a good idea.

In the original story, he was able to get rid of these ghouls by luck, but this time, it wasn't necessarily that lucky.

This scholar is not bad, Han Lie has a good impression, there is no need to put him in danger.

At Han Lie's request, Ning Caichen refused. I had to comply with his wishes and ran to clean up the dust in the house first.

Han Lie, on the other hand, walked to the main hall of the temple, where one of the seated Buddha statues was already mottled, with a crooked body and a faded gold paint, which turned out to be nothing more than a mud stone sculpture.

The plaque that should have been on the temple has disappeared, so I think it may have been chopped into firewood by travelers to keep warm.

But Han Lie's attention. But he was not on top of it, he stood in the doorway, did not go in, and looked around.

In his induction. A cold and strange aura is wafting at the top of the hall, and the source of the breath. It is the underground behind the main hall.

Han Lie guessed, "If there are no other accidents, this aura should be the so-called demonic aura of that tree demon grandmother." ”

A smile on the corner of his mouth. Han Lie glanced deeply at the source of the aura, and then turned around and returned to the front yard.

When he walked to the front yard. Ning Caichen had just come out of the wing room with a disgraced face, rubbed his eyes and coughed a few times, and shouted at him: "Sir, the house is all done, let's stay overnight." ”

Han Lie replied, "Okay, you go find some firewood, light a bonfire in the yard, I'll clean up this wolf corpse, let's get some food and sleep." ”

Hearing this, Ning Caichen touched his empty and hungry stomach, and hurriedly replied: "Okay, I'll go now." ”

From the time he embarked on the journey to Guobei County, until now, he had not eaten, and he had long been hungry.

Although he had never eaten a wild wolf, he was worried, but at this moment, he couldn't take care of it much, and it was most important to fill his stomach.

With the idea of "Fortunately, Mr. Han is here, otherwise I wouldn't even have anything to eat", Ning Caichen wanted to run out of the temple gate with great anticipation, but was stopped by Han Lie with his hand.

Seeing Ning Caichen's puzzled gaze, Han Lie asked puzzled, "Where are you going?" ”

Ning Caichen was a little puzzled, and replied: "Go find dry firewood nearby, sir." ”

Han Lie suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, pointed to the doors and windows in the temple and other placements, and said, "At this time, if you go to the field to find something, just find something that can be burned in the temple." ”

After that, seeing that Ning Caichen was still a little hesitant, Han Lie scared him and said, "What if you run around and run into a wild wolf again?" ”

When Ning Caichen heard this, he immediately shrank back, and after thinking for a moment, he clasped his head vigorously and replied: "What Mr. said is reasonable, then I'll still find something to burn in the temple." ”

Han Lie couldn't help laughing, and then carried the wolf corpse and stepped out of the gate of the temple.

Glimpsing his figure also disappearing into the thick darkness, Ning Caichen suddenly felt a chill hit him, subconsciously tightened his collar, looked around, and swallowed his saliva.

Stomping his feet, Ning Caichen deliberately coughed loudly twice to strengthen his courage, and then cautiously ran to the temple to collect firewood.

At the moment when Han Lie left, a white shadow faintly flashed on the top of the temple, but Ning Caichen didn't notice it.

…………

By the gurgling spring, Xiahou swordsman lit a fire, sat on the ground, pulled out two strips of cloth from his body, dipped them in spring water, and began to scrub and wrap the sword wound that he had just been scratched by Yan Chixia.

While biting the bloody strip of cloth and wrapping it around his arm with his hand, the Xiahou swordsman was resentful in his heart.

This is the first time he doesn't know how many times, he was defeated and injured by Yan Chixia, thinking that he is also a famous and powerful generation of famous swordsmen.

It is really unreasonable that it is not an imperial eagle dog, or rather, an opponent of a former eagle dog.

But after all, when he thought of Yan Chixia's increasingly powerful skills in recent years, Xiahou Swordsman couldn't help but feel a little dazed, in his life, could he really defeat him and regain the honor of a swordsman?

No matter what, no matter what, I'm not reconciled, I don't believe it, I haven't defeated Yan Chixia in my life and returned the humiliation he gave him!

With a cold snort, Xiahou Swordsman swept away the messy thoughts in his mind, and strengthened his desire for revenge.

Over the years, unwilling thoughts have supported his pursuit. He won't give up without a satisfactory outcome. Yan Chixia wants to escape his harassment, unless he dies!

Thinking so hatefully. Xiahou swordsman finally pierced his wound, and then spat out two mouthfuls of bloody spit.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the Xiahou swordsman immediately raised his vigilance, and turned his head to see that it was a woman who was as beautiful as a flower, lightly dressed and gauzy, bathing by the stream upstream.

Woman! Pretty woman! Xiahou Swordsman suddenly relaxed his guard, he hadn't touched a woman for a long time, especially such a beautiful woman. It's hard to come across even in a kiln in a county town.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Swordsman's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by this woman, put down his long sword, got up and ran towards her quickly.

And the woman in white did not dodge, but showed a coquettish smile, and the graceful and fair-skinned ** shook in front of Xia Hou's eyes, making him subconsciously evoke a smile.

This woman is mine, and almost instantly, the Xiahou swordsman made up his mind to possess this woman. He immediately rushed forward.

The woman was not so much running away as a deliberate seduction, she chuckled and took a step. Floated like duckweed onto the shore, and then he threw himself around the campfire.

The lust in Xiahou Swordsman's heart became more and more unbearable, like a wild wolf. He pressed the woman under him and kissed her.

Just as he leaned over and nibbled violently, the woman suddenly lifted her long slender legs. Shaking his ankle, a strangely shaped silver bell.

"Ding-bell-ding-bell......!"

The sound seemed to cut through the long night. The yin wind that was entwined around it grew stronger, and the copper bell on the long pillar outside the gate of Lanruo Temple seemed to be responding to the bell, and it also shook and made a movement.

Call! Call! The yin wind was blowing wildly, and just as the Xiahou swordsman was about to perform the next move on the woman, an evil shadow quickly approached him.

Attracted by the woman's beauty, the swordsman Xiahou, who was lax in his defense, suddenly felt empty in his arms, and the ** he was holding was gone.

After walking the rivers and lakes for many years, he immediately felt bad and came back to his senses.

However, he had no sword in his hand, and looking at the black shadow galloping towards him, he was powerless to resist for a while, and he was about to be taken advantage of by it.

Suddenly! A white light flew out from Xiahou Swordsman's body, and the black shadow that attacked head-on exploded into ashes before Xiahou Swordsman's throat was pierced.

And the Xiahou swordsman was also blown up by this bomb, and flew several meters away and landed next to his long sword.

His head was dizzy, Xia Hou hurriedly grabbed the hilt of the sword, rolled on the spot, and in the next second, another dark shadow was also inserted into the place where he had just fallen.

Only then did he see clearly that this black shadow was actually a huge piece of meat. Long tongue of color.

Xiahou suddenly felt furious, and with a swing of his long sword, he cut a wound on the flesh tongue that attacked him again, and the flesh tongue immediately retracted and disappeared into the night.

Jumping on a big tree, Xiahou looked down and shouted: "Who is the demon, dare to come and fight your Xiahou grandfather's idea!" ”

Before the words fell, the tongue quietly touched from behind him again, and at the moment when it approached the uncle where Xiahou was perched, it was like a python not eating, and it sent out a swift strangulation.

However, Xia Hou, who had regained his vigilance, immediately jumped out vigilantly, and after wrapping his tongue around the branch, he completely shattered the whole number, and followed his footsteps and entangled with him.

Although Xiahou's light skills are slightly inferior to Yan Chixia, they are also of a first-class level, and with the sword in his hand, he is on par with this demon tongue.

A moment later, a figure flew from the other end, it was Yan Chixia who sensed the movement and rushed over.

Yan Chixia pulled out the golden needle behind her waist, and just wanted to join the battle to help Xiahou, but it was another flash of wind, and she grabbed the first shot and inserted. Enter between Xiahou and the demon tongue.

Han Lie pinched the qi of Gengjin, used his sword to control the qi, and fell from the sky, like lightning, slashing towards the strange demon tongue that was attacking Xiahou.

The white tiger in the West is the main killing, Gengjin is evil, and the strength is the most, and the energy of Gengjin is the energy of the yang, which is the most effective to deal with these demons and monsters.

Sure enough, the moment the demon snake touched Han Lieqi's sword, it was cut into two pieces without any hindrance.

In the darkness, there was a reluctant howl, most of the stump tongue was broken, and he immediately retracted rapidly, wanting to escape, Han Lie waved his hand is a yang fire, followed, and disappeared into the night.

Soon, another cry of pain was heard in the distance, and then it disappeared, and there was no movement.

Han Lie turned his gaze and looked at the severed tongue that was still wriggling on the ground, and snorted lightly twice in disdain. Two rays of sunlight burst out of their fingertips, drowning them out. Burned to ashes.

A short but thrilling battle, and that's the end of it. Xiahou Swordsman threw a grateful look at Han Lie, and then leaned over his sword and panted heavily.

The fight just now really scared him out of a cold sweat, and he was also tired half to death, and the wound on his shoulder also cracked open during the battle, and only then did he feel pain.

Yan Chixia came over from a distance. Han Lie, who glanced up and down and smiled, pouted and said, "I said how can you have no fear, it turns out that you are also a cultivator. ”

Han Lie covered his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just ugly, don't be a hero." ”

With a sigh, Yan Chixia glanced at the severed tongue that had turned into black charcoal on the ground, and arched her hand and said: "In Xia Yan Chixia, there is one scattered person in the five lakes, and there is no door and no faction. ”

Looked at. Han Lie also solemnly accepted his color, and said politely: "Each other, under Han Lie, they are also wanderers." Helpless. ”

Hearing his answer, Yan Chixia cracked the corners of her mouth, and then she showed a smile. said: "It turns out that you are also a casual cultivator? I don't think you look like you have so much mana......"

Han Lie smiled: "It's just a little adventure." See laugh, see laugh. ”

He nodded knowingly. Yan Chixia smiled again, turned her gaze to Xiahou Swordsman, and her smile disappeared in an instant.

With a cold face, Yan Chixia scolded: "Brother Xiahou, you are also an old man who has been in the business for many years. The rivers and lakes can be confused by the female color of this female ghost, and there is really no growth at all after so many years. ”

Originally, he was grateful to Yan Chixia for coming to himself, and he also gave birth to some grateful Xiahou swordsmen who were scolded by him, how could they bear it, and immediately scolded him.

However, the two of them finally knew the situation and restrained themselves, and Xia Hou was also exhausted, so they didn't do it on the spot.

After listening to them use all kinds of nonsense words and scolding each other, Han Lie raised his eyes and swept around, but did not find the whereabouts of the female ghost Xiaoqian.

Thinking that Han Lie and Yan Chixia had already fled the moment they appeared, he remembered Ning Caichen, who was still waiting in the temple, so he interrupted the two.

Standing between Yan Chixia and Xiahou to separate them, Han Lie said as a peacemaker: "Although the demon has retreated, it is still nearby, let's go back to the temple first and stay, after this night, you are spraying, right?" ”

With that, he turned to leave, and the two behind him also snorted coldly and followed.

Stepping into the gate of Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted him and took over the wolf corpse in Han Lie's hand that had been skinned and cramped, and disemboweled.

"Sir, what are you going to do with these two brutes?"

"Just roast and eat, I'm already dressed, you go find two shelves, just put them away, I'll go back to the room first, and I'll come to the fire later."

Ordering Ning Caichen to go down to get food, Han Lie glanced up at the main hall, and then walked into the side room.

I don't know how many years the dryad has been entrenched in this temple, and in the past, there were many visitors, who either stayed here, or were attracted to it, and then were drained of their blood and died.

Some of them, after their deaths, were so angry that the corpses they left behind turned into ghouls and remained in this temple.

Han Lie was no stranger to ghouls, he had seen a lot of them in the world of gods and ghosts.

However, unlike those undead who are deliberately created or awakened by spells, this kind of ghoul that is naturally born because of vain death, entangled by demonic energy, and cannot be reborn, is the first time I have seen it.

Jumping up to the attic, a few withered corpses were lying on the wooden plank, and Han Lie's arrival did not wake them up.

In fact, the only thing these ghouls are interested in is the blood of the living, and their only obsession after death is that they are drained of their essence and blood.

Han Lie leaned down and carefully examined the bodies of these ghouls, a breath of death and resentment swirling above their bodies.

Moreover, it also faintly echoed the demonic aura outside this temple, but other than that, it was not much different from the ghouls and undead that Han Lie had seen before.

Weaker in comparison, these ghouls, slow in movement, fragile in their bodies, and especially afraid of sunlight, melt when they see it.

It is not the same as those undead warriors in the world of gods and ghosts who are summoned by spells and can jump around and slash people everywhere, and they are basically of little value.

However, this world is the first pure Oriental Immortal Background World that Han Lie has come into contact with, and perhaps they still have some peculiarities, which he can't find out yet.

Han Lie remembered the half of the Taoist book he had bought from the owner of the coffin shop earlier, and said in his heart, "When I will study it later, I may be able to use this to do some experiments." ”

So, Han Lie waved his hand, put away a ghoul, and then emitted a few streaks of golden qi, which differentiated into a trace of white light, piercing the heads of the remaining ghouls.

The remaining ghouls trembled slightly, and the resentment and death that had escaped from their bodies suddenly dissipated, and then quickly melted away.

Han Lie thought about it, then transported the five elements of mana, gathered the power of the wood spirit, turned a wooden board into a bottle, scooped up some of the corpse water turned by these ghouls, twisted the buckle, and preserved it.

When Han Lie returned to the front hall, Yan Chixia and Xia Hou were already sitting by the bonfire, holding a wolf corpse and roasting it on the fire.

Ning Caichen, on the other hand, sat weakly beside him, glancing at the two of them from time to time, expressing his dissatisfaction and opposition to the food they had snatched from him just now.

Seeing Han Lie appear, he seemed to have found a backer, hurriedly rushed up, turned back and pointed at the two of them, and shouted, "Sir, look at this ......"

Han Lie pressed his shoulder, signaled him to be calm, and said with a smile: "It's okay, this Yan Daxia and Brother Xiahou are both friends, these two wolves are fat enough, and the four of them share the food, which is just right." ”

Pulling Ning Caichen and walking to the bonfire, Han Lie glanced at Yan Chixia and sighed deliberately, looking at him inexplicably.

Xiahou killed people without saying a word, and Yan Chixia's temper was not inferior to him, and he immediately shouted: "Inexplicable, what are you sighing for?" ”

Han Lie twisted his chin in the direction of the wing, pouted and replied, "You have lived here for so many days, why don't you even clean up your own territory." ”

Yan Chixia was stunned, there was nothing to say, don't turn your head and ignore him.

Han Lie accepted it, he was here to get closer to Yan Chixia, so as to facilitate his intervention in this cultivation world, not to find a sense of superiority, just stop in moderation.

Pressing Ning Caichen aside and sitting down, Han Lie said to him: "This night is still very long, rest early after eating, don't run around." (To be continued.) )