Seeing that the two of them were drunk and dazed, and walked towards the monk's house shoulder to shoulder, as if a bloody plot was about to be staged, Ma Xiaokang smiled secretly, thinking that he had finally solved the big trouble of Xiahou Swordsman.

Originally, in the plot, he would defeat Lan Ruo, and then he was charmed by Nie Xiaoqian in the backyard, and then absorbed the essence of the millennium tree spirit, but Ma Xiaokang didn't think that Xiahou Swordsman was a bad person, at most he was just a tenacious martial idiot, so it was a pity to get the lunch box, naturally it was better to stay and be cannon fodder, and the main god said that this Chinese ghost story has a hidden plot for the most part, and Ma Xiaokang naturally will not let go of any opportunity.

Patting his somewhat confused head, Ma Xiaokang walked towards his monk's house, and was about to push the door in, when he saw a wisp of white silk floating by, and a faint fragrance came to his nose.

"Huh?" Frowning, Ma Xiaokang said secretly: "I should go to the lake to kill Xiahou swordsman tonight, why did you find me directly?" ”

With deep eyes, Ma Xiaokang stared around, only to see that this Lanruo Temple was silent, the black lights were black, and the demonic spirit was surging, it seemed that he was indeed entangled by a female ghost, "What the hell, I haven't gone to Guobei Town to buy paintings yet, what will I entertain you when you come......?"

"Childe...... I'm afraid. Just when Ma Xiaokang was thinking about it, a leisurely female voice suddenly came from beside him, which frightened him and hurriedly turned around and wanted to pick up the golden body of the Buddha statue.

Shi Ran in white, a slim girl appeared in front of the monk's house, I saw her bending her waist with a slight step, showing a bright wrist in the light yarn, her eyes were full of spring water, and she was full of bare hair, she was quietly observing Ma Xiaokang, thinking that this scholar had a sinister eyebrow and a cold light in her eyes, and there was an inexplicable deterrence that shook her.

"Who are you?" Looking at this bewitching woman, the corners of Ma Xiaokang's mouth twitched, and he asked in a strange tone, Eldest sister, where did you come from!? Forget it if you dress so revealingly, it's cold on this moonlit night, can you please tighten the shirt on your chest a little bit!?

"Little girl Ruolan, I've seen my son." Looking at Ma Xiaokang's dissatisfied, the female ghost was suddenly inexplicable.

"No, next." With a roll of his eyes, Ma Xiaokang walked into the room and closed the door, leaving the female ghost to go crazy outside.

――Got a yarn!? What the hell is Ruolan!? Aren't you Nie Xiaoqian running here for what? Are you sick? It's dark like this day, you don't go to sleep, come to my room and tell me what are you afraid, you're afraid of a wool, I'm even more afraid!?

Lan Ruo's female ghost stood outside the door in a daze, as if her entire worldview had collapsed, how could she say that she was also a female ghost who had followed the tree demon grandmother for five years, what kind of wind and waves had she never seen? What twists and turns haven't you encountered? But it's really the first time she's seen a guy like Ma Xiaokang, shouldn't you invite me into the room according to the routine, what's the matter with you throwing me outside?

"Childe, in this barren mountain range, the little woman is helpless, and she just wants to borrow a night." The pale pink ghost aura surged, and suddenly slammed the door of Ma Xiaokang's room open, and Lan Ruo walked in quietly, with a sad face, but I really felt pity.

"There are so many monks' houses outside, you can find a place to live." Ma Xiaokang frowned, if it weren't for the fear that killing this female ghost would cause unnecessary trouble, he would have taken out the golden body of the Buddha statue and stamped it on her head.

"Barren mountains and mountains, I'm afraid." Lan Ruo's female ghost leaned towards Ma Xiaokang's body as she spoke, and a fragrance was fragrant, and there was another wonder in this darkness.

Ma Xiaokang hurriedly dodged sideways, letting the female ghost fall to the ground, he shrugged his shoulders and looked at her helplessly, "Men and women don't kiss, what is the girl going to do, since the girl loves this monk's house, let you be." As he spoke, he was about to push the door and flee for his life, and the speed of this flashing person was as fast as lightning.

"Stop!" Lan Ruo's face turned blue with anger, and a ghostly aura suddenly sealed the door, and a pair of bright eyes in the dark night approached Ma Xiaokang, and asked angrily with puzzlement: "This barren mountain and wild mountain is unbearable for the Spring Festival, and the son has no idea?" ”

- Come on, big sister, this "barren mountains and wild mountains" method is about to be used by you, can you change your lines......

The corners of Ma Xiaokang's eyes jumped up, looking at Lan Ruo's budding and delicious appearance, and asked helplessly: "Chun, your sister, is your name Nie Xiaoqian?" ”

"Nie Xiaoqian? Do you know her? Listening to Ma Xiaokang's words, Lan Ruo suddenly remembered the female ghost who had been favored by her grandmother recently, Nie Xiaoqian, a Chinese girl who was killed a year ago and whose bones were buried under the thousand-year-old tree.

"Nonsense, I even know the name, do you think I recognize her?" Ma Xiaokang threw her a roll of his eyes, sat on the ground and said angrily: "Let's go, there are so many rooms in Lanruo Temple, where do you like to live there, by the way, bring a message to Nie Xiaoqian, just say I'm waiting for her here." ”

"I don't know who Childe is?" Ruolan's face darkened, thinking that Nie Xiaoqian turned into a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and there were still people who cared about it, she had been wandering all these years, but she didn't even have a wisp of fragrance to worship.

"When you encounter a painting, you know its name, and I will tell you about it." Looking at Ruolan's lost expression indifferently, Ma Xiaokang touched his nose in embarrassment, not knowing where to mention her sadness.

"This is not a place for fireworks, and it is not a place for Childe to light whoever he wants." The female ghosts of Lanruo Temple are all controlled by the thousand-year-old tree demon, and they can't help it, otherwise who would want to do this ancient three forbidden things, but Ma Xiaokang's attitude is like traveling in the Qinglou, which makes Ruolan angry.

"The girl is serious." Looking at this Ruolan female ghost frowning and crying makeup, the corners of Ma Xiaokang's mouth twitched, thinking to himself Where do I look like a prostitute, how do you look at it, is it also a talented scholar, okay, besides, you Lanruo Temple looks like a prostitute/prostitute doesn't need money, right? How the hell did I offend you......

"Hmph, the falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, since the son is unwilling, the little woman will leave." Ruolan is also a stunning woman with a beautiful appearance, but Ma Xiaokang was so angry that she raised her eyebrows, if it weren't for her grandmother and the bearded man, she could only kill the womanizer, she couldn't wait to hang Ma Xiaokang up and beat her now, "This Lanruo Temple is full of risks, and I hope that the son will leave as soon as possible!" ”

- Well, I'm losing my temper.

"Girl, go slowly, I won't be far away." Ma Xiaokang stood by the door and let go of the door of the monk's house, where is the meaning of forgiveness not far away, he is too lazy to send it, "Go out and turn left, see you soon, remember to help me call Nie Xiaoqian, I will give a good review." ”

Others are haunted by ghosts, how to say that it is also a night of horror, what has become of Ma Xiaokang here, it is like playing in a green building, and he is suspicious of three or four, naming his surname, but this Ruolan female ghost has a good temper, and it is estimated that a slap in the face of menopause will kill him.

Seeing a wisp of white dress floating away, Ma Xiaokang yawned and slept behind closed doors.

"Men like to mess with girls, women like to mess with clothes, the problem is that you can't wear your clothes well, how can I talk to you well."