In the middle of the night.

A monk frowns and speaks to the air, and there is a look of asking and answering, how weird it looks.

Fortunately, Wang Lin was bold and careful, and he was a person who had seen ghosts, so he was not frightened because he felt creepy.

When the little monk heard this, he turned around and saw that Wang Lin was in the mountain temple, and replied casually: "It turned out to be the donor." ”

"Who was the Master talking to just now?" Wang Lin, who was suspicious, asked quietly.

"The donor is probably on a mission, and the poor monk is just chanting scriptures to strengthen his courage." The little monk replied solemnly, but there was a trace of fear on his face.

Seeing these two guys talking nonsense with their eyes open in unison, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but laugh, so she simply showed her form and greeted Wang Lin: "Prince Wang." ”

Seeing Nie Xiaoqian appear, a hint of joy flashed on Wang Lin's face. However, he immediately thought that there was a monk next to him who had profound skills and was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me, so he immediately used his internal strength, if this monk had the slightest unfavorable movement to Nie Xiaoqian, he could also do it immediately.

This is tense, Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly explained a few words, signaling Wang Lin not to be nervous.

After listening to Nie Xiaoqian's explanation and knowing that Nie Xiaoqian and the little monk knew each other, Wang Linwu was not very relieved.

Zhou Gong was afraid of rumors, Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp, the world is like loyalty, and the big hypocrisy is true, he has seen a lot, so he groaned slightly, and then asked casually: "I don't know what the master has about demons and monsters?" ”

"People have Yangguan Road, and demons and monsters have single-plank bridges." The little monk replied without thinking.

Wang Lin heard the meaning of the little monk's words, as if he did not have the same prejudice against demons and monsters as ordinary people. It's just that even if it's a long night of unintentional sleep, it doesn't seem necessary to go to the demon cave. Could it be that he relies on his divine skills to protect his body, is invulnerable, and is not afraid of demons and monsters?

The monk did look a little dull, but he didn't look like he was crazy.

"Didn't the master go to Lanruo Temple to kill demons?" Wang Lin asked.

The little monk thought for a while and replied: "A few days ago, the poor monk saw a lotus lantern at the Lanling ferry terminal, and there were lantern poems on the lamp. ”

Wang Lin felt that he understood: "So the master wants to go to Lanruo Temple to see what is going on?" ”

"When the lantern poem is read by the poor monk, it is like crying and complaining, and it seems to have a hidden feeling." The little monk nodded and replied.

has the leisure to put lotus lanterns, has the talent to write lantern poems, or has no hidden feelings for female ghosts, Wang Lin subconsciously went to see Nie Xiaoqian.

As everyone knows, Nie Xiaoqian was also stunned when she heard the little monk's answer, looking for me. It's just that the little monk is too fond of talking and not screaming, and he is crying like a complaint, why don't you add more resentment and admiration, I am just expressing my heart directly.

Don't you hear that you can't be honest in life, and you are still young at the age of 100?

But what are you looking for me to do, learn poetry, and save the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian?

A series of images popped up in Nie Xiaoqian's mind, and she calmed down and asked, "The master is looking for me?" ”

The little monk obviously didn't expect that the female ghost he was looking for to put on the lamp and write poetry was far away in front of him, and after a few breaths, he rubbed the little bald head and replied with some embarrassment: "It turns out that the girl is the person who put the lamp." ”

"It's a ghost." Nie Xiaoqian corrected.

"It turns out that the girl is the ghost who put the lamp." The little monk is as good as a stream.

"In this way, the master and I are still on the same path." Wang Lin next to him interjected.

"Fellow travelers, the donor is also going to Lanruo Temple?" The little monk raised his eyes and asked.

Wang Lin immediately explained in detail what the little monk had guessed about Nie Xiaoqian's so-called grievances.

After hearing this, the little monk did not become indignant, only a pair of eyebrows like a sword, and he raised horizontally, and his tone was a lot deeper: "The thousand-year-old tree demon is too evil. ”

"The master is going with me?" Wang Lin was overjoyed and asked.

The little monk nodded without hesitation.

They are willing to help them get out of the sea of suffering, Nie Xiaoqian is happy in her heart, but she can't take advantage of their kindness and let them die in vain: "The old demon's mana is boundless, even if the two of you go together, it won't help." ”

When Wang Lin saw Nie Xiaoqian say this, his heart moved, and he said to the little monk: "Does the master have a fellow disciple on the left?" ”

What he meant was to ask the little monk to gather his fellow monks to go to Lanruo Temple together, but the little monk shook his head and replied, "The poor monks and brothers are all far away in the Tianshan Mountains. ”

Yuanshui couldn't save the near fire, Wang Lin saw that Nie Xiaoqian seemed a little disappointed, he thought for a while, and asked: "Miss Nie, we are temporarily powerless to eradicate the old demon, if we take your bones away from the soul conjuring gang, can we also help you break free from the old demon's mercy?" ”

Nie Xiaoqian also thought that she would sneak into the Soul Gang and take her bones out of the grave. However, the old witch has practiced for thousands of years, the tree is big and deep-rooted, and every corner of the Soul Gang is within its monitoring range, and she dares to act rashly, which is no different from a three-year-old child snatching food from the tiger's mouth.

"It's not going to work." Nie Xiaoqian replied, and told the old witch about the horrors one by one.

"Miss Nie." The little monk also followed the crowd and called Nie Xiaoqian like Wang Lin, "You just mentioned that the tree demon rises day and night, so I and Wang Shizhu may go during the day, maybe it's okay." ”

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Following.

Wang Lin looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, and his body was warm, which was extremely comfortable.

Nie Xiaoqian's advice before parting last night came to his mind: Be sure to go at noon on a sunny day and with the most yang energy, no matter whether you succeed or not, you must leave the Black Wind Forest before the sun sets.

Thinking that if he could successfully rescue Nie Xiaoqian from the thousand-year-old demon and have more strength to find Wang Qiongying, Wang Lin was full of energy, and he turned back to the little monk bald donkey who was looking around and said, "Master, the forest in front of you is the Black Wind Forest. According to Miss Nie's map, she entered the Black Wind Forest, and about three miles to the east was the Soul Calling Gang. ”

"Without further ado, let's go inside." The little monk nodded, and stepped into the Black Wind Forest first.

Wang Lin and the little monk just walked into the black wind forest, and then they felt that the gusts of yin wind were penetrating, and they raised their eyes to look, but they saw that the towering ancient trees could be seen everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, and the vines were like snakes and pythons on the epiphytic trees, twisting and knotting, looming in the misty mist that swirled in the forest.

They have profound skills, and naturally they are not afraid of a little cold and a little strange vines.

However, this black wind forest is the territory of the thousand-year-old dryad, and when they look up, they can't see the day, and the ominous aura haunts their hearts, so they can't help but speed up their pace.

After walking for about three miles, I finally walked out of the Black Wind Forest and came to a grassy slope with thatched grass that was half a person high.

It's just that the grassy slope stretches endlessly, and looking at it from afar, where is there the slightest sign of the soul conjuring post that Nie Xiaoqian said.

"Could it be that you're on the wrong track?" Wang Lin was puzzled, so he wanted to ask the little monk's opinion.

But when he saw that the little monk was looking up at the sky, he raised his head, and his face changed slightly.

I don't know when, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and the layers of black clouds were as thick as ink, as if they were about to be overwhelmed at any time.

If you didn't know it was noon, you would have thought it was dusk. This is clearly a sign that the mountain rain is coming, and the wind is howling, and the large grass is moving with the wind, and it is like there are countless foreign objects passing by from the middle.

With their footsteps, three miles away, even if the forest is difficult to walk, it doesn't take a cup of tea anyway, how can the sky change so quickly, Wang Lin's expression became solemn.

Because it was the body of the Yin Spirit, Nie Xiaoqian had never seen the scene of the Black Wind Forest and the Soul Gang during the day, and she didn't know that the weather in this area was so unpredictable. And before this, Wang Lin and the little monk, who had never set foot in the Black Wind Forest, suddenly seemed to fall into an unknowing.