"Then Grandma Liu's base camp is next to this Lanruo Temple?"

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Chen Chongyun used the technique of looking at qi, but he did not find anything abnormal in Lanruo Temple.

Although a gray and black aura shrouded the temple, and even the large woods outside, it was not strong, and it did not look like the atmosphere of a thousand-year-old demon at all.

However, they can escape the curse of heaven in the lower realm and cultivate for thousands of years, and these big demons have the means to deceive the heavens and escape the punishment of the gods.

Since you're here, let's go in and have a look. Chen was puzzled and stepped into it.

"Why is this place called Lanruo Temple?" The fat man asked.

Ning Caichen said proudly: "Lan Ruo is the provincial name of Alan Ruo in the Buddhist family, derived from the sound of Tianzhu Sanskrit, which originally means forest, and is a place of silence and no distress and trouble. The Buddhist temple called Lanruo Temple is not uncommon in the world, and it is not surprising. ”

The front yard is full of grass, and there are several murals painted on the walls, but the color on them has long been peeled off.

The main hall is empty, and the doors and windows have long been gone, and it seems that they should have been taken home by the nearby mountain people. Chen Chong glanced at it, the Buddha statue had been left unattended for a long time, the gold paint on it had fallen off, and even a gap had exploded in the middle of the body, and speckled moss had grown on it.

Seeing that there was nothing to see inside, Chen Chong turned around and walked through the corner gate and entered the courtyard behind.

It was also silent here, and Chen Chong was a little surprised that there was a stone Buddha two or three zhang high in the middle, although the head of the Buddha was cut off by something, but it could still be vaguely seen the solemnity of the past.

Looking around, the east and west sides should be the houses where the monks lived, and the doors and windows were also taken away, empty and black facing Chen Chong, like a man-eating monster.

In the northeast corner of the main hall, there is a piece of bamboo, and further away is a pool of water, which should be everything used by the Shijia for fire prevention in the past, and there is nothing strange in the courtyard.

Chen Chong was just about to transfer to the main hall and temple, but he suddenly felt a feeling in his heart and suddenly raised his head.

A Taoist priest with a bearded face and horizontal eyebrows, wearing a hat and carrying a flying sword, stood proudly on the cornices of the main hall, overlooking him.

Yin.

Chen Chong smiled slightly.

Although there is one less Bai Suzhen who turns the ghost fairy for the second turn, there is one more Yan Chixia who turns the ghost fairy for the third turn!

With Yan Chixia and a good relationship before, it is more certain to deal with Grandma Liu.

"Brother, why is it late?" Yan Chixia jumped off the eaves of the main hall and glared at Chen Chong: "I've been waiting for you here for ten days." If you don't come again, I'll get rid of the ghosts. ”

Chen Chong smiled: "Am I not here?" On the way, I met the old demon of Montenegro, and it took me some time to get rid of him. ”

"What?" Yan Chixia was taken aback, staring at it with big eyes for a long time, before laughing and said, "Are you bragging and deceiving people?" ”

"Do you believe it or not," Chen Chong smiled faintly.

"Impossible!" Yan Chixia glared: "I've seen your methods." Dealing with second-level ghost generals, you have no problem. But the old demon of Montenegro is at least a ghost in the realm of three turns, and even the Burning Demon Pill may briefly enter the ranks of human immortals, can you clean up such an old demon? Don't tease me! ”

Chen Chong smiled slightly, and casually threw out the demon pill of the old demon of Black Mountain.

Yan Chixia grabbed it, put it in front of her eyes, and looked at it suspiciously: "Don't fool me." This, this is? ”

Three-pattern earth demon pill!

Yan Chixia's eyes popped out!

On this Mangshan Mountain, how many earth-based monsters whose strength can reach three turns?

There is only one old demon of Montenegro!

Yan Chixia was still afraid of fakes, so she picked up the demon pill and looked at it carefully.

In just a moment, his face was swept away with suspicion, and he became solemn, staring at Chen Chong with a pair of bull's eyes, and roared angrily: "This old demon of Black Mountain really died in the hands of your kid?" ”

Chen Chong shrugged.

Yan Chixia gasped, stared at Chen Chong for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Okay! Good! Count you kid ruthless! Although I am conceited, I can kill this old demon, but it will take some effort! Your hands are beautiful, even I have to be convinced. ”

Proud as Yan Chixia, in the face of strength, I also had to admire Chen Chong and give a thumbs up.

Chen Chong was about to speak, when suddenly a light flashed in Ning Caichen's back box.

The hand-me-down lady's painting suddenly rolled up and flew up!

This lady's painting, fluttering in mid-air, went straight to the backyard of Lanruo Temple, the scene was weird with a sense of fate, jaw-dropping.

Yan Chixia shouted, "What the hell is this? There is no ghost spirit. Pursue! ”

Ning Caichen shouted: "Xiao Qian! My good marriage! ”

He looked like he was crazy and chased him out.

In front of him, Chen Chong had already jumped up, chased the heirloom scroll, and rushed to the backyard.

Ever since he entered this Lanruo Temple, he has always had a faint sense of excitement in his heart.

Along the way, he was curious about why he entered this space and why he had such a deep feeling for this scroll.

At this time, his heart was pounding, as if a huge secret was about to be revealed in front of him.

The lady's painting is fluttering in front, and the back of Nie Xiaoqian above, curling and tingting, walks in front, like a lady in ancient costume, leading the way in front.

The dignified, pretty, and stunning shadow, walking in the corridor of this grassy Lanruo Temple, is indescribably weird and indescribably poignant.

The speed seemed to be slow but fast, and as soon as he turned around, he had already drifted into the backyard.

"What's in the backyard?" Chen Chong shouted.

"Nothing, just snow-white walls!" Yan Chixia shouted.

The two rushed into the backyard, and the heirloom also arrived in front of the backyard room.

Just a flash of light, the door slowly opened.

On the picture scroll, Nie Xiaoqian's figure disappeared at the door.

Chen Chong kicked open the door and rushed in.

Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen shouted and squeezed in.

The scroll is gone.

"Where's my Xiaoqian's paintings?" Ning Caichen shouted angrily: "My good marriage, where is my ghost wife? ”

"On the wall!" Yan Chixia shouted: "Look at the wall." ”

On top of the snow-white wall, there is a world in the painting!

The whole white wall is a painting.

This painting, in the same vein as the scroll, is the work of one person, but it has been enlarged a hundredfold.

The picture is a traditional ink landscape painting, with a three-stage layout of near, middle and far, rubbing and dyeing, soft lines, and a woman's pink and fat atmosphere.

The foreground is a splendid peach blossom forest, with peach blossoms in the spring breeze, slowly moving. Several ladies laughed among them, and the peach blossoms on their faces were red.

That Nie Xiaoqian, still standing among the peach blossoms, a gust of wind blowing, the gorgeous peach blossom forest, the falling flowers are colorful, slowly moving, and the corners of Nie Xiaoqian's skirt seem to be fluttering!

The middle scene is a temple, and it is like this Lanruo Temple, but Lanruo Temple is splendid, hidden in the peach blossom forest, which is not at all this decadent scene here and now.

The vista is three majestic mountains. Chen Chong looked carefully, these three mountains should be wild mountains, black mountains and Mang mountains respectively, and the weather is myriad. But Chen Chong noticed that on the top of Mangshan Mountain, there was a strong black tree, and the tree was withered, but it was extremely strong. Although it is far away from the top of the mountain, it gives people a sense of being in control.

It's a painting, a painting that comes to life.

In the painting, there is a world!

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