"Returning home from school?" Yan Chixia's eyes burned as if there were two rounds/big sun, and under staring, Chu Ci almost thought that she had been seen through, but fortunately, although Yan Chixia felt that something was wrong, Chu Ci's flesh synthesis technology came from alchemy, and there were no flaws in the physical level, and the only flawed soul was covered by the extremely majestic qi and blood of the body, even Yan Chixia could not distinguish the three souls and seven spirits through the qi and blood, and could only classify the illusion on Chu Ci's extremely large qi and blood, so he let him pass the test.

After letting go of her doubts, Yan Chixia thought of the group of restless strangers in the East Chamber, and thought of the demons and monsters outside Lanruo Temple, and wanted to persuade this scholar named Ning Caichen to leave, but seeing that it was getting late, it might not be safe to leave, so she couldn't help frowning, and even sent an invitation: "In Xia Yan Chixia, living alone, it is a blessing to meet Brother Ning, there is a vacant room in the South Chamber, which is very close to where I live, wait until I pack my bags and come to my room for a drink, I don't know if it's okay?" But it was the idea of protecting the weak scholars.

Chu Ci was overjoyed: "It's with me." I was worried that I couldn't find a chance to be alone with Yan Chixia, but I didn't expect someone to send a pillow as soon as I dozed off. There was no need to clean up, so he swept the dust off the bed, spread a layer of straw mats, put down the bookshelves, and headed towards Yan Chixia's room.

It's just that when he closed the door, he didn't notice that just outside the window of the room, suddenly there was a wisp of incense wafting by, and a shadow flickered in the fragrant wind, and he looked at Chu Ci with interest.

It was night, the moon was bright and noble, the stars were dotted, the courtyard seemed to be dyed by a layer of mercury, and the two sat in the courtyard pavilion, drinking and laughing.

Yan Chixia was born and raised, and she is not the world-weary and reckless head catcher in the original plot, according to Master Fu, who is a remote online helper for enthusiastic audiences outside the venue, that is a young pillar who can go to Beijing to catch the exam and will definitely be a jinshi. The problem is that Master Fu admires Yan Chixia very much, even if Yan Chixia talks, it is not without knowledge of national arts, flowers, plants, insects and stones, talking about the ancients, and words must quote the scriptures, to sum up, it is the reader's version of pretending, and the muddy classmate 'Ning Caichen', who has suffered from nine years of compulsory education training, has been connecting with Fu Dacai to keep up with Yan Chixia's rhythm.

Chu Ci tried to lead the topic to the strange power and Xuanmen magic three times and twice, but after all, he was not as good as the real scholar Yan, who was stunned for most of the night, and he didn't hear Yan Chixia talk about the slightest thing about demons and monsters. However, judging from Yan Chixia's eyebrows when she talked about national policy and political discussions, Chu Ci felt that the plan on the other side was an opportunity.

The night was dark, and Chu Ci felt that it was unlikely that he would find anything in the first contact, so he showed a tired look, said goodbye to Yan Chixia, and went back to their rooms to rest. Back in the room, Chu Ci frowned and looked at the room where he was temporarily staying for the next few days, and suddenly felt a little nauseous, took a broom from the foot of the door, temporarily swept the cobwebs and dust in all directions of the room into a pile, and then temporarily put the scattered wooden boards into a low table, found the rusty lamp, turned out the oil lamp from the bookshelf and lit it, and then smiled with satisfaction: "I slept comfortably." ”

Sensing the entry of a living person, on the ceiling, several wet corpses that had not been dead for a long time began to tremble wildly, and the unusually wet corpse oil stuck to their fragmented bodies, like worms, slowly squirming on the floor, moving towards Chu Ci.

Because this is a temporary physical body, Chu Ci did not equip him with too good things, except for Ning Caichen's suit and a tape recorder, everything else is the original product of this world.

Chu Ci was about to lie down, when a drop of turbid liquid dripped from the ceiling, and a thin layer of dirt was swayed on the straw mat, and the pungent stench came to his face, and he knew what was going on with his toes.

, didn't the barren mean that he killed all the miscellaneous soldiers and corpses, how could there be fish that slipped through the net!

The straw mat can't be used, Chu Ci can only follow the original plot, leave the room and go out for a stroll, God knows how tired Chu Ci is to control two bodies by himself, almost divided (schizophrenia), and can't rest well, it's really annoying, fortunately, the main body is now in a carriage and basically doesn't need to control it, which makes Chu Ci breathe a sigh of relief.

The courtyard is secluded, under the illumination of the moonlight, it can be seen in the eyes, after Yan Chixia went to rest, it was quiet, Chu Ci looked at it while walking, unconsciously fell into a trance, and gradually walked to the back garden.

At this moment, there was a burst of elegant piano sound from behind, the music was tactful and undulating, it seemed that someone was playing and singing at the same time, Chu Ci raised his head, looked around and saw that he was still standing alone in the courtyard, only the sound of the piano came from not far behind Lanruo Temple.

Xiaoqian?

Chu Ci had the heart to investigate, but after looking at the strange shadow in the corner, he stopped, turned around and walked towards the room.

"! it! Go to the plot! The barren hid in the shadows, silently instigated Chu Ci, eager to replace himself, and then ran to the small lake in the back mountain.

Barren finally understood, the name Ning Caichen has a peculiar power, he has been circling around the small lake in the back mountains for the past few days, but not to mention the female ghosts, there is not a single female cockroach, but as soon as Chu Ci appeared with this name, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't wait to play the piano and sing in the Xiaohu Pavilion.

Is this the long-cherished karma?! Phew! Chu Ci, you are a cargo!

As if hearing the fragmented thoughts in the barren heart, Chu Ci turned his head again, glanced at the corner where the barren was, chuckled, as if teasing, and walked directly into his room.

"! You are a slut! "Desolate and discouraged, it seems that it is impossible to have a harvest tonight, I waited in vain for most of the night, just when I was desolate and scolded Chu Ci in a low voice, while thinking about how the two beauties around Chu Ci were gone, and at the same time slowly passed through the shadow and planned to leave, the ethereal singing and piano suddenly disappeared.

Desolation was suddenly startled, shrunk his body even smaller, and stuck to the base of the wall without moving, his eyes widened, looking at this scene that he had never seen before!

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the moon is no different from daylight, but where the moonlight does not shine, it is dark, and in this wonderful night, the boundary between light and darkness is very clear.

A dilapidated wall opposite the barren, a middle-aged woman appeared in the courtyard opposite the wall at some point, the middle-aged woman was plump, although it was nearly dusk, but the charm still existed, and she was dressed up extremely aggressively, quite a kind of old bustard in the green building, and after a while, an old woman appeared, wearing dark red clothes, silver comb-shaped jewelry on her head, hunched over, old dragon clock, the two stood in the moonlight and talked, barren eyes, and suddenly saw that there was no shadow under their feet at all!

Barren craned his neck, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation on the other side.

The middle-aged woman complained: "Why hasn't Xiaoqian come yet!" ”

The old woman lowered her head and coughed twice and said, "It's almost here." ”

The middle-aged woman was displeased and said, "Does she have a complaint about her grandmother?" ”

The old woman laughed twice, and the sound like a broken bellows made Barren feel cold, only to hear the old woman say, "I haven't heard of it." But it looks a little uncomfortable. ”

The middle-aged woman frowned and said, "This little girl is too thoughtful, not her own." ”

The old woman said: "But in this Lanruo Temple, only Xiaoqian, who has never been involved in killing karma, can kill people with the help of cause and effect, grandma can't eat flesh and blood these days, and she is already a little dissatisfied." ”

Before she finished speaking, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman came out of the corner faintly, staring at the boss with barren eyes, and staring at this ghost in a daze!

She was the same person as the female ghost of Youtan who attacked in a hurry that day, this time she saw that Nie Xiaoqian was dressed in white, with green silk fluttering, delicate and charming and gorgeous, her eyebrows were picturesque, her delicate facial features were like a fairy falling from the sky, her slightly frowning willow eyebrows were pitiful, and her beautiful eyes seemed to contain a thousand resentments. Compared with the actor in the movie, it is not bad, and the slightly morbid and weak beauty is something that no actor can express.

Nie Xiaoqian! The barren heart was beating, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by this peerless face.