In fact, the first time I heard Ye Liancheng say that he wanted to pretend to be a ghost to scare Ning Wenqing Chilian, he refused, because, if you can't let me scare, I'll scare it immediately. First of all, I want to be scared, because I don't want to add some techniques after I am scared, Ning Wenqing 'wow', very scared, very stupid...

Ahem, to get back to the point, when Ye Liancheng was leaving, in order to prevent Ning Wenqing's kid from seeing through his lies, he let Chi Lian stay here and use his magic to make some terrifying noises to scare Ning Wenqing.

Therefore, the sound of Jiangcai was all completed by Chi Lian under Ye Liancheng's instructions, and it is not a demon or a monster, if you really want to say it, Chi Lian is a demon.

At first, Chi Lian was reluctant, after all, he was a big demon, how could he do the tricks that these children like to do. But then, until he started, he couldn't stop.

Thinking of this, Chi Lian touched his nose, it wasn't because he had any special habits, he just thought Ning Wenqing's appearance was funny, well, that's it...

Who knew that when he was halfway frightened, Ning Wenqing actually fell asleep! This made Chi Lian, who was on the rise, very unhappy, and he wanted to rush in to wake up Ning Wenqing before continuing.

Sighing helplessly, Chi Lian exhaled a burst of black gas and squeezed into the Jiang Temple along the crack in the door.

If the Jiang God is still there, and the distraction cares about it, the Jiang God Temple can stop most of the ghosts, but for now, that's it.

Without the Jiang God and the incense, I am afraid that even a demon beast can enter and exit here at will, not to mention the techniques used by Chi Lian.

This black wind was not a poisonous mist, it was just a gust of wind manipulated by Chi Lian, and after it entered the temple, it floated straight to the fire, and suddenly plunged into the still burning wood.

"Smack~" The piece of wood made a small popping sound, bursting four or five sparks, and this spark hit the books that were being baked impartially.

The paper was stained with Mars, and it burned slowly, and a little black smoke began to rise upwards along the foothills of Mars.

After Chi Lian outside the temple completed this scene, he left the Loess River, which had become unsightly. There are traces of fire here, and there are also ravines that he deliberately left behind, like the site after the war.

What Chi Lian did was instructed by Ye Liancheng, in Ye Liancheng's opinion, the fact that Ning Wenqing was the protagonist was already a certainty, and he had to be tricky and not reckless if he wanted to deal with him.

If Chi Lian was allowed to kill Ning Wenqing directly, it would definitely not work, and it was most unlikely that the person with the luck would die in the hands of the demon clan. If he really did this, it is estimated that Chi Lian would not only not succeed, but would also suffer a lot of injuries as a result.

So Ye Liancheng changed his mind and came up with this trick, taking advantage of Ning Wenqing's sleep to ignite the things around him, and let him suffer first.

Inside the temple, the progress of the books burning has become much faster, and obvious fires appear on those books.

The flint was fierce, and when the fire appeared, it quickly spread its opening, and in the blink of an eye, most of the dry things around it were ignited.

The books that were baked by Ning Wenqing were not spared except for an ancient classic, and this book was one of the treasures outside the bookcase.

At this time, not only was the classic not ignited, but a little golden light emerged from it and threw it into Ning Wenqing's eyebrows, making Ning Wenqing, who was already asleep, vaguely have a tendency to wake up.

In an instant, a transparent figure of a white-clothed Confucian appeared directly above the classics, and if Ning Wenqing woke up at this time, he would definitely recognize that this was the master in his hometown who taught him to read and write.

The white-clothed Confucian frowned, looking at everything around him, with this book, he didn't have to worry about his disciple's life, but what happened was a little unexpected for him.

Ning Wenqing was full of great luck, so it stands to reason that there would be no mistakes before he arrived at the Xue Palace, right? Could it be that he had miscalculated? Thinking of this, the white-clothed Confucian man pinched his hands and began to deduce.

After a while, the puzzle on the face of the white-clothed Confucian became even more intense, the deduction actually failed, and his disciple's bamboo slips seemed to be missing two pieces.

Could it be that something has changed? The Confucian scholar is a little confused, and he can't afford to make a mistake before his disciple arrives at the school palace, so why don't he come over himself?

After a moment of silence, Confucius sighed, intervening too much might be counterproductive, it would be better to let Ning Wenqing face it himself, not to mention that his teacher had never chosen the wrong person.

In this way, the somewhat uneasy Confucian just performed another spell on Ning Wenqing, and then the phantom disappeared.

It was at this moment that Ning Wenqing opened his eyes and saw the scene of the crime where only the classic book was burned.

Ning Wenqing, who was choked by the billowing smoke and coughed, did not notice the flames around him, but took the classic back into his bookcase with some distress, why was he so careless, now it's okay, the book is not baked, it's all gone.

Looking up, the Jiangshen Temple had been ignited, and the beams of the house were crackling with fire, if he didn't go out again, he would not be burned to death by the fire, but he would be stoned to death by the Jiangshen Temple that was about to collapse.

Carrying the bookcase, Ning Wenqing rushed out of the door, although he was a little hesitant in this process, but he didn't have time to think about it between life and death, so Ning Wenqing finally walked out of the Jiang Temple.

When he went out, Ning Wenqing closed his eyes, and he didn't dare to face the things outside the temple.

Fortunately, after a few moments, he opened his eyes again, and found that the sky had brightened, and the next day had quietly arrived.

The surrounding scene is shocking, and there are even traces of blood that have not dried up, it seems that the demons and monsters did kill themselves yesterday, but fortunately they came out late, and these things have been solved by the monks.

Ning Wenqing, who was patting his chest, was about to ventilate, but the Jiang Temple behind him roared, turned into ruins, burning in flames, and I believe it will not be long before it will become a jar of ashes.

In the final analysis, the result was caused by Ning Wenqing's own reasons.

Thinking that because of himself, the Jiang Shen Mansion collapsed, the demons and monsters ran out, and even the Jiang Shen Temple collapsed, Ning Wenqing couldn't help but feel sad, could it be that he was the legendary broom star?

Sadness is sadness, the road still has to run. Ning Wenqing clenched his teeth and took a step, he had to evacuate here as soon as possible, otherwise if a monk noticed this, it would be really difficult for him to fly.

After being caught, the culprit doesn't need to think about it to know what kind of treatment he will suffer.

Ning Wenqing walked like a fly, heading towards Chaisang City...