Chapter 125: The Truth Never Speaks of Fists
The wind outside was very strong, blowing Ning Caichen's hair behind him, and it never fell. Feeling the sound of the wind in his ears, Ning Caichen sat motionless in front of the windowsill, his two eyes staring into the distance, without the slightest gathering point.
"Is it going to rain?" In the county office, Qin Hui, who was drinking alone, tightened the sword on his waist after hearing the whining wind outside the door, and then walked out.
"My lord, you still have to go out so late! Do we need to prepare a sedan car? At the gate of the county ya, the two night guards looked at Qin Hui who came out with a sword in his arms, and asked with a smile.
Qin Hui looked at the courteous servant, shook his head, and said; "No need, master, I'm going to listen to the play, if there are more people, the play will change its taste."
"Yes, sir, you go slowly." The two officials pushed open the door of the mansion and made way for Qin Hui.
After going out, Qin Hui walked on the street, looked at the shops on both sides that had long been closed, and walked in the direction of Lanruo Temple without saying a word.
"When, when, when." Ning Caichen listened to the knock in his ear, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.
"Xiaoqian, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in."
With Ning Caichen's words, the door was pushed open.
"Why are you back again? Ning Caichen, you are a good person, go quickly, grandma is going to come over in person tonight, it is not safe here. Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ning Caichen with a smile on his face, and said with an ugly face.
Regarding Xiaoqian's words, Ning Caichen did not answer, but asked directly; "Xiaoqian, are you a ghost?"
"Ahh After hearing Ning Caichen's words, Nie Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, and a sad look appeared on her face.
"You know everything? So what are you coming back for? Are you here to laugh at me? Looking at Ning Caichen with a tender face, Nie Xiaoqian held on to the wooden door at the door and asked sadly.
Ning Caichen didn't say anything, but came to Nie Xiaoqian's side and put her cold hand on her chest.
Looking at Nie Xiaoqian, who was a little cringe, Ning Caichen looked into her eyes and replied obsessively; "I'm coming back because I like you. Xiaoqian, whether you are a human or a ghost, I, Ning Caichen, will like you. ”
"People and ghosts have different paths, what's the use of you just liking me?" Nie Xiaoqian said, abruptly withdrew her hand, and then walked to the window. Nie Xiaoqian looked at the scenery outside the window, listened to the sound of the wind blowing the leaves outside the window, and spoke again; "Caichen, it's impossible for us, I'm just a lonely ghost, and I've been married to the old demon of Montenegro by my grandmother, and I'll be through the door in ten days. And you are a good person, now while Grandma is not here, you can leave quickly, there are not many good people like you in the world, I don't want to harm you. ”
Ning Caichen looked at Nie Xiaoqian's appearance, shook his head firmly and said; "Xiaoqian, I won't give up, because no one will love you more than me. I know that you are working very hard under the hands of the tree spirit, don't worry, the bearded man in Lanruo Temple today is going to compete with the tree spirit here. When the time comes, I'll take you away. ”
looked at Ning Caichen's focused appearance, and the firm words in his mouth. Nie Xiaoqian, who had never been so kind to herself, couldn't help but gradually moisten the corners of her eyes.
"Sand, sand, sand." Just when the two knew each other and didn't say a word, an unusual sound suddenly came from outside the window. And unlike Ning Caichen's strange expression, Nie Xiaoqian's face immediately changed after hearing this voice.
"It's not good, it's the sound of grandma's tongue, you come with me, otherwise it will be too late in a while!" Nie Xiaoqian said, grabbed Ning Caichen's clothes, and flew out of the window.
"Woo" With a sound of breaking the air, a tongue half a meter wide and with no end in sight flew in from outside the window, and knocked Xiao Qian, who was holding Ning Caichen, out.
"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, are you okay?" After falling from the sky, Ning Caichen, who had rolled twice on the ground, regardless of the pain in his body, immediately got up and hugged Nie Xiaoqian, who fell to the ground on the side, in his arms. After hugging Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen raised the bell in his hand and shook violently.
"Suzu, Suzu! This bell is broken! After shaking it twice, Ning Caichen looked at the copper bell that was broken in two and was directly dumbfounded.
"Woo be careful!" With Nie Xiaoqian's words, the tongue spit out by the tree spirit, after knocking down the two of them, immediately shot straight towards Ning Caichen, who was nervous, and rolled Ning Caichen up.
Ning Caichen, who was rolled up, grabbed the tip of the dryad's tongue with both hands and struggled to resist.
Looking at Ning Caichen, who was struggling, Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly spoke; "Don't let the dryad's tongue stick into your mouth, or he'll suck you dry as nourishment." Saying this, Nie Xiaoqian waved the sleeves of her hands. And with Xiao Qian's movements, the two sleeves were like spiders spinning silk, and two white ribbons flew out of the sleeves. The two white ribbons flew out and wrapped directly around the dryad's tongue, and after tying a knot, they were tied to the log of the beam.
After doing this qiē, Xiao Qian pulled the ribbon hard and strangled it on the tongue of the tree spirit. And with Nie Xiaoqian's movements, the tongue emitted by the tree spirit was painful, and Ning Caichen, who was rolled up, was released.
"Let's go!" Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ning Caichen, who was coughing incessantly because of lack of oxygen, and a white ribbon flew out of her sleeve. The ribbon that flew out circled Ning Caichen's waist, and then flew out of the window with him.
"Ning Caichen, we have no fate, you should follow this white silk and take it away now, remember before dawn, don't look back no matter what, otherwise you will be caught by grandma." Nie Xiaoqian pulled desperately with both hands, the ribbon wrapped around the tongue of the tree spirit, and turned her head to Ning Caichen who flew out and shouted instructs.
"Xiao Qian, you will be killed by him. I'm not leaving, I'm going to be with you. Ning Caichen, who was brought up by the white ribbon, grabbed the edge of the window with both hands and replied loudly.
"Hurry up! I can't hold on, only if you live, we can meet again! And he's going to marry me to the old demon of Montenegro, and he won't dare to kill me before that. With the words, although Ning Xiaoqian gritted her teeth, she desperately resisted the tongue of the tree spirit. But because of the huge difference in strength between Nie Xiaoqian and Grandma Shu, it was only a moment of hard work, and the white ribbon in Nie Xiaoqian's hand had traces of damage.
"Okay, you must wait for me! I'm going to find Yan Chixia to save you. After Ning Caichen finished speaking, he let go of his hand and let the white ribbon fly out.
"Ning Caichen, Ning Caichen! Wait for me! Wait for me! Ning Caichen listened to the voice that suddenly appeared in his ears, and while thinking about Nie Xiaoqian's warning, he hugged his ears and ran desperately.
"Ning Caichen, I'm Xiaoqian, you said you love me very much, don't you want me?" Just as Ning Caichen was running for his life, Nie Xiaoqian's voice suddenly appeared behind him.
"It's not Xiao Qian, it must be the tree spirit that makes the spell, it must be the tree spirit that makes the spell!" Ning Caichen listened to the words in his ear, and while admonishing himself, he howled loudly, trying to suppress the voice in his ear.
"Caichen, I'm in so much pain! Grandma Tree has injured me, I'm going to die, you are looking at me for the last time! ”
"What! Xiaoqian, what's wrong with you? You don't want to die! Hearing the words behind him, Ning Caichen couldn't help but look back in a hurry.
"Huh!" At the moment when Ning Caichen looked back, the white ribbon under his feet immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Xiaoqian, how are you? Where are you? Ning Caichen looked at the bushes behind him and shouted loudly.
Ning Caichen hurriedly searched, trying to find out Nie Xiaoqian's location.
"Caichen, it's all my fault, I didn't prevent the voice of the tree spirit, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today!" With the words, Nie Xiaoqian fell from the air to the ground, and said weakly.
"Xiaoqian, how are you?" Ning Caichen looked at Nie Xiaoqian's weak appearance and hurriedly ran towards her side.
"Oops!" Ning Caichen, who was running desperately, slammed into the tree with a painful snort.
"Where do you want to go?" As he spoke, the tree turned into a man dressed in black, half-male and half-female.
"Dryads! You're a dryad! Ning Caichen looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and exclaimed in surprise.
"Yo! You scholar with fine skin and tender meat, you must be delicious! Grandma Shu said, hugged Ning Caichen in her arms, and then used her long tongue to lick Ning Caichen's face, and looked endlessly aftertasted.
"Dare to beat Xiaoqian, you go to die!" Just when Grandma Shu was thinking about how to eat Ning Caichen, Ning Caichen, who was licked his saliva, showed a fierce look on his face as he spoke, and then took out the golden needle hidden in his body and stabbed it on Grandma Shu's chest at once.
"Ahh With a howl, the tree spirit pushed Ning Caichen out.
"You want me dead! You're dreaming! A burst of demonic energy erupted from the dryad, and then he pulled out the golden needle that had been inserted in his chest.
"Ahh I'll make your life worse than death! The tree spirit roared and threw the golden needle on the ground, then pointed at Ning Caichen and tied him to a big tree with a branch.
Ning Caichen, who was tied up, struggled hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the restraint of the delicate branch in front of him. And just when Ning Caichen was at a loss and wanted to accept his fate, a fireball suddenly fell from the sky and hit the big tree that tied Ning Caichen at once.
"Bearded, where did you just go! If you don't come again, I'm going to die! Ning Caichen watched the firelight disappear, and grabbed Yan Chixia in his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen, who was angry, and said angrily; "It's not you who is a bad spirit, I told you to rattle, but you don't shake it when you die. As a result, I hid in the basement and was dumpled by those dried corpses who rushed in, and you almost killed me today! ”
"Dead Taoist, you dare to grab the meat in my mouth!" Grandma Shu looked at Yan Chixia who suddenly appeared, and her voice was a man, and a woman said, her tone was full of dissatisfaction with Yan Chixia.
"Hehehehe." With a burst of laughter, Yan Chixia pointed to Ning Caichen beside her and said to Grandma Shu; "I don't care if you kill those bad guys, but this scholar has fists and legs, his sleeves are clean, he is useless in learning, and he has achieved nothing. Now you're going to kill him, it's clear that you won't give me face. ”
After hearing Yan Chixia's words, Ning Caichen couldn't help but look ugly, and whispered to Yan Chixia; "Bearded, you said me too well!"
"You're stupid! I don't brag, how can I talk about him! Yan Chixia replied in a low voice to Ning Caichen's dissatisfaction.
Looking at the whispering two, Grandma Shu squinted her eyes and asked in a loud voice; "You said today that I won't give you face! But when you killed my maid, did you ever think about giving me face? ”
"Yayyy! You are a dead old woman who is neither male nor female, do you really think it is useful to talk about face? Today, we don't want to save face, let's see the hard work under our hands. Yan Chixia said, grimacing at Grandma Shu, and then held the sword in her hand.
"The road of life, the dream is like a long road, the road is wind and frost, and the wind and frost are dry. In the red dust, there are several directions for sweet dreams, looking for crazy dream center love, and the road is boundless. ”
Just when the two were about to start, with a high singing. Qin Hui, who was holding the wine jar in one hand and a sword in the other, staggered into everyone's sight.