It is said that Nie Xiaoqian's move "a flash of ghost slashing" made Tianyi Ghost Dao Xuanyinzi frightened, and took the opportunity to save Xiaoqing, who was injured by the exorcist charm.

Before Xuanyinzi reacted, she took Xiaoqing to escape from Wang's Yizhuang, did not go to the county seat, but hurried back to Lanruo Temple directly.

Xiaoqing was seriously injured, if she didn't return to Lanruo Temple to replenish her yin qi, she would continue to weaken until her ghost body was scattered and annihilated, and finally her soul was scattered.

Within a radius of a few miles of Lanruo Temple, the yin and evil qi was abundant, and Xiaoqing returned to Lanruo Temple, and his face turned from blue to white, and he was better. While it's unlikely to get back to life anytime soon, the talisman injury won't worsen at least.

Xiaoqing, who seemed to be in the ice and snow, still trembling, looked at Nie Xiaoqian who was swinging unstoppable with a complicated expression, because she thought up and down over and over again, and really couldn't find a reason why Nie Xiaoqian didn't take the opportunity to fall into the well, but to save herself in turn.

After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "Xiaoqian, why did you save me?" ”

Back in the water, Nie Xiaoqian, who didn't plan to do nothing, simply took out the four treasures of the study room and continued her "The First Knife of the Wind and Cloud". Since becoming a ghost and still a female ghost, to this day, she has found that her psychological endurance has increased greatly, and she seems to be able to calm down and do what she wants to do anytime and anywhere.

Could this be the so-called tribulation of talents since ancient times?

Hearing Xiaoqing's question, Nie Xiaoqian put down the wolf in her hand, thought about it, and said: "Seeing that you were injured by the old Taoist, I subconsciously went to save you, the situation was critical at that time, even if you can think about it in an instant, where can you consider any reason." ”

In fact, it's like seeing someone fall into the water, and the first thought will be to save someone, instead of thinking, why should I save it, and what are the benefits after saving it.

"I thought you would say that I was looking at your pitiful and pathetic sake, or that I didn't want to see the rabbit die and the fox sad, and things hurt and so on." Xiaoqing was surprised at first, and then said faintly, with a look of self-deprecation on her face.

Nie Xiaoqian raised her hand, wanting to pat Xiaoqing's shoulder, comforting and encouraging her to cheer up, and said something such as, the coming day is long, the world of Lanruo Temple is ours and yours, but after all, it is yours, such high-sounding words. But when you think about it, it doesn't seem like she should say such words.

They weren't friends and relatives before, she treated Xiaoqing as air, and Xiaoqing regarded her as an enemy.

At this moment, silence is the real gold.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't know what to say, Xiaoqing was embarrassed because the relationship changed too sharply, and when she didn't speak, she thought that Nie Xiaoqian didn't bother to talk to herself, and she was about to say thank you, but she opened her mouth and didn't say it after all.

For a while, only the night breeze in the water Curie passed through the treetops, blowing the light veil and blowing the tranquility and silence of the mirror lake.

Until more than a dozen "people" in two lines came to break this hard-won quiet.

"Grandma."

Nie Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing saw it, so they had to stand up and salute, especially Xiaoqing, who was trembling as if she were walking on thin ice.

"Hmm."

The old witch nodded, and the dozen or so female ghosts standing behind it stopped scattering flowers.

Unless she is an enemy or the situation is urgent, no matter where the old witch goes, the pomp is generally not small.

The old witch glanced at Xiaoqing, whose face was pale and full of cold, and asked casually: "Xiaoqing, where did you go, in the middle of the night, I couldn't find you anywhere?" ”

The old witch's tone was not harsh, but Qing was frightened and fell to her knees.

"Grandma, I ......" Xiaoqing was too scared, and she didn't dare to answer.

"Say, what's the matter with you, where did you run tonight?" The old witch's color gradually intensified, and the fierce light was faint.

Xiaoqing's body trembled, her eyes were full of tears, she looked at Nie Xiaoqian, her eyes were full of pleading, and when she saw that she couldn't be forced in the end, she had to grit her teeth and replied: "Hey, grandma, Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing is practicing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with Xiaoqian." ”

If the old witch knew that she had run away secretly, and because she liked a man, she was injured by a Taoist priest, and the consequence would definitely not be to get pity from the old witch, but to be punished more cruelly.

All the female ghosts under the old witch's command, whether they are obedient or not, have to be beaten with a soul refining whip first. Although the ghost has not healed the scar and forgot the pain, the pain of the whipping of the soul refining whip seems to be engraved on the body of the ghost, so that the ghosts will never forget the indelible fear.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Xiaoqing's gaze, and then looked at the old witch's suspicious appearance, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart and replied, "Yes, grandma." Xiaoqing has been practicing calligraphy and painting with me for a while, and tonight is practicing Mr. Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy. However, Xiaoqing's talent in calligraphy is not very good, so he has been practicing for a little longer. ”

seemed to be convinced of Nie Xiaoqian's words, the old witch's fierce eyebrows became charitable, and said with a smile: "Well, Xiaoqing, you are self-motivated, this is a good thing, it is also excellent to learn a little piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but don't delay the business." ”

In fact, in the opinion of the old witch, every female ghost should be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Because the people in this world, in addition to the real villain, there is also a kind of hypocrite. Hypocrites pay attention to incivility, do not listen, do not speak, do not move, it is difficult to be tempted by simple beauty, at this time, Nie Xiaoqian, a well-informed lady is needed.

However, its Lanruo Temple Qinglou Ghost Hall, except for Nie Xiaoqian, is all vulgar fans who don't learn and don't know how to learn. Xiaoqing is outstanding and charming, but that's all.

What made it even more annoyed was that Nie Xiaoqian, the only one who could see it and wanted to focus on cultivating and reusing, although life and death were held by it, she would rather die than be used by it.

With Nie Xiaoqian's help, Xiaoqing's matter was finally concealed.

Xiaoqing left, followed the old witch away, and the grateful gaze when she left made Nie Xiaoqian feel good.

In a good mood, the writing and thinking are like springs, and the writing progress of "The First Knife of the Storm" is much faster than expected.

There was no word for a night, and in the blink of an eye it was another night.

Nie Xiaoqian wrote hundreds of words in the water house, seeing that the old witch would not come to raid, Xiaoqing had the lesson of last night, and probably didn't dare to go out without permission, so she immediately put away her things and left the water house with Baqi Tianzong.

She planned to go to the county seat to see if Wang Lin and the others had returned.

Because of the appearance of the Taoist priest last night, she was more careful than ever, hidden the ghost body, and floated unhurriedly.

It's just that she had just left the water dwelling, and she had been walking in the Black Wind Forest for less than a stick of incense when she faintly heard shouts and the sound of blades clashing.

"Who will it be at this time?"

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but speed up her pace, grasped the Baqi Heavenly Column, floated to the tree, and flashed over.

When she saw the fire, she looked left and right, hid behind a towering tree, and heard a voice not far behind the tree.

"Ji Jiaotou, everyone is an official in the same dynasty, why do you fight as soon as you meet?"

"Kong Qianhu, Ming people don't say dark words, in front of Ji Zongbu, you don't have to be coy."

"You didn't hesitate to throw away your official body and drive thousands of miles, run to death eight horses in a row, and rush to a rural place like Guobei County, just to fight against the governor?"

"Aren't you Jinyi Wei known as being able to reach the sky? What am I going to do, why do you knowingly ask? ”

"So, are you doing it for Nie Pei?"

When she heard the name "Nie Pei", Nie Xiaoqian, who was listening with her ears to her ears, was shocked, probed out, and saw two people below, one of whom was not unfamiliar.

Vaguely, the image of a middle-aged man named Ji Zongbu overlapped with the person below.

(In the last two days of the Sanjiang Bang, persistence is victory.) ）