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Chen Jianchen held the lantern in his hand and walked forward leisurely, and Ying Ning took out an oil-paper umbrella from the blood sandalwood book, opened it, and helped the son block the rain.

They strolled around as if they were walking in their own back garden.

The courtyard is lush with herbs and trees, and in the wind and rain, the illumination range of a lantern is not large, only a little light in the dim yellow, smoky appearance.

Ying Ning suddenly said: "Childe, are you interested in that female ghost?"

- The general situation, they have already learned from the mouth of the maid who led the way, and they basically understand it clearly.

Chen Jianchen said: "A female ghost who loves to read, I really feel very curious. ”

"What the hell is going on with that childe?"

Chen Jianchen shook his head: "I haven't seen the main master, how do you know what's going on?" just thinking about it, this ghost will definitely not be a fierce ghost." ”

If it was a fierce ghost, where was it so calm and polite, it would have already started to plunder the essence and yang blood, how could it be that he would hide in the courtyard in the middle of the night and read it.

Ying Ning blinked and sighed slightly: "For some reason, I suddenly remembered the scene when I used to secretly read a book. When she was enlightened and not transformed, it was even harder to read and write, and she secretly hid outside the school to listen to the sound of students reading. When I was secretly studying, I was afraid of being discovered.

"Childe, since this female ghost is good, I'll do it later. Don't hurt her. ”

Chen Jianchen said: "I will deal with this at my discretion." He automatically invited Ying into the courtyard, not just for the peace of the Li Mansion, but to see this female ghost who loves to read.

The courtyard is not large, and it quickly crosses over and reaches the outside of the opposite room. At this time, it was pitch black in the room, and there were no lights. Walked to the door, reached out and pushed, babbling. The door was pushed open and he stepped in.

The room was spacious, empty, and poorly furnished, with only a wooden bed. There was a table, a chair, and a pot of flowers on the window lattice, with fat leaves and full of greenery, and it was impossible to distinguish the varieties for a while.

Chen Jianchen found a place to plug in the lantern, picked it up, and then walked around the room. And nothing was found. The female ghost seemed to have fled.

Ying Ning pursed her mouth: "She was scared away by us." ”

Chen Jianchen smiled: "This female ghost seems to be diligent and studious, but she is not very bold. ”

I was already weighing in my heart, although Ling Feng Zhenren was not a monk with supernatural powers, he obviously still had a certain degree of attainment, and it was not appropriate to say that he had the strength of a first-class master in the rivers and lakes. But he was played by female ghosts, and there was no way at all. This proves it. The female ghost cultivation will not be too shallow.

Besides, since she dared to come out to read at night, it was not a mere yin god who could do the manners.

Demons and monsters, different categories, their cultivation is also different. It is not easy to cultivate ghosts, not only to escape the control of the Yin Division, but also to adapt to the environment of the Yang world. In the initial state of the yin soul, he was extremely afraid of the yang energy of the living. If it's a little thicker, you can't stand it, and if you're not careful, you'll be gone.

Therefore, Yin spirits generally only dare to come out at night, and try to choose places where Yin Qi is heavy. It will not easily enter villages and towns, and as for densely populated cities, it is even more avoided.

Those who dare to sneak into the crowded settlements, without exception, are all ghosts that have condensed the golden pill - the demons can condense the golden pill and turn into a human form, but the ghost cultivator cannot.

Ghost cultivators are born without an ontology, they are all in a state of yin souls, and if they want to reshape their human body, there is only one way to go, and that is to give up.

However, after condensing the golden pill, the Yin Soul form will be strongly stabilized, and it will no longer be in the state of "weak and unable to resist the wind". When you reach this realm, you can come out and wander. ...,

The purpose of wandering is nothing more than trying to find ways to cultivate and improve cultivation, but the female ghost in front of me actually ran out to study, which is really a bit unbelievable and very rare. It's all because ordinary ghost cultivators are hot-tempered, and without the memory and wisdom of the previous life, all that remains is bloodthirsty instinct.

Bloodthirsty, it will suck blood.

——Absorb a large amount of essence and yang blood qi, and at the same time improve cultivation.

All kinds of things are comprehensive, and the female ghosts encountered today have a lot worth exploring.

This house belongs to the abandoned place of the Li Mansion, but at the moment, it looks very clean and clean, as if it has been cleaned. Of course, it is impossible for the subordinates of the Li Mansion to come here to clean, so there is only one explanation.

A smile curved into the corner of Chen Jianchen's mouth.

At this time, Ying Ning put down the book, and laid out the four treasures of the study room one by one, and even the stubborn stone was put out, in addition to the pearl of the night, it also had the role of a paperweight.

This stubborn stone, a few days ago, Ying Ning was finally completed, and it was carved into a seal. The inscription is the four ancient characters of "stubborn stone to stay immortal" required by Chen Jianchen, and the main body above is carved into a delicate statue by Ying Ning's ingenious and ghostly construction site. It looks like a little fox, sitting obediently, very expressive.

When Chen Jianchen wanted to use the seal, his fingers pinched it up, and it happened to massage the little head of the fox statue, like a friendly stroke, and a lively tail, long dragged down, one hovered, almost extended to the bottom.

The stone material is extremely hard, ordinary carving knives and carving knives can not be used at all, stabbing it, like stabbing steel, a few cuts, the blade will roll off, into scrap metal.

Therefore, in order to carve this very stylish seal, Ying Ning had to find another way, and the blessing of mana was inevitable, so that it could be carved out little by little and placed in front of Chen Jianchen.

For her thoughts, Chen Jianchen is clear, moved, and warm.

With the stubborn stone, there is no need for a lantern, and the matter is blown out immediately. Living alone in a haunted house, not afraid of being spied on.

At this time, Ying Ning suddenly said: "Childe, then you can stay here and wait by yourself, and Ying Ning will go out first." "She is a demon body, although she can hide her aura in front of mortals, but I am afraid she can't in front of ghosts. is different from Chen Jianchen, since he made a great speech and stepped into the realm of meritorious service with half a foot, his control of righteousness has been very sophisticated, and he can be retracted freely. When it is harvested, it is as deep as the sea, and it can be hidden very well.

"Okay, then be careful yourself. ”

"Ying Ning will pay attention. Hee-hee, but the son should be more vigilant, but he can't be hooked by a beautiful female ghost. ”

These words had a strong sense of banter, and Chen Jianchen snorted and picked up a pen to knock her on the head. But Ying Ning flashed out as soon as she slipped away from the smoke, and changed places to continue meditating and cultivating.

Chen Jianchen smiled knowingly, took out a book by himself, just like those scholars who read diligently, reading tirelessly at night, quietly waiting for the female ghost to come to the door. (To be continued......)