"Ning Caichen......" Meng Qi looked over with interest.

Since so many reincarnation missions, this is the first time I have encountered a familiar "plot" that is going on, and I have met the "protagonist" I know, and the pressure of the task is not great, so it is inevitable that I will have the mentality of watching the play.

Ning Caichen was a standard handsome scholar, slightly thin, with a bit of panic and fear in his expression, and muttered to himself: "Zi Buyan is strange and confused. ”

He seemed to be frightened by the gloomy mountains and crows of the sunset, and the bone-chilling wind.

Indeed, the road is more dangerous at night...... Yan Chixia is not a stubborn person, and after a deep groan, she said: "Ning Gongzi, you must stay in the main hall here after nightfall, and you must not wander around in other places in Lanruo Temple, let alone sleep in the meditation room." ”

He glanced at everyone, only to see Meng Qi leaning against the pillars, his body relaxed, his eyes half-open and half-closed, his right hand gently patting his knee, and the left made Sun Junlin, Nangong Chong, and Du Qingqing sense the surroundings with a little vigilance, all of them are vigorous and bloody, and their strength is definitely extraordinary, so he added: "As long as you are not alone in the hall, you don't have to be afraid of any ghosts and ghosts, if only you are left, you will follow so-and-so, and you must not do it yourself." ”

Ning Caichen's scholar returned to the scholar, and he could still hear Yan Chixia's kindness, but in comparison, the others seemed indifferent, so they nodded hurriedly: "In the lower province, I don't know the name of Brother Taigao." ”

"The surname is Yan, the word is Chixia, a northerner. Yan Chixia replied succinctly.

After the greetings, Ning Caichen put down the book, collected the dead branches and leaves, and then found the fire fold, wanting to light the fire to keep warm.

Maybe it was because the last section was running too fast, so that now he was a little out of strength, he never managed to shake off the fire, and he was tired and panting for breath for a while.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia flicked her fingers, and a little spark flew down. Immediately the pile of branches and leaves burst into flames, and the hall lit up.

"Brother Yan is the legendary swordsman?" Ning Caichen's eyes widened, full of curiosity.

Yan Chixia nodded slightly, as if she didn't like words.

"Brother Yan, can the swordsman really fly to the sky, exorcise demons, and burn mountains and seas? This sword on your back is beyond the red dust?Are you here to get rid of ghosts......" Ning Caichen blurted out a series of questions, as if these things had been haunting his heart for a long time.

Meng Qi was calm, and when he heard the words, Ning Caichen in this world was still very curious......

Yan Chixia answered Ning Caichen's questions from time to time. Declined his kindness to eat baked steamed buns, time passed quickly, the sun was completely sinking in the west, the bright moon and stars were covered with thick stratus clouds, the earth was lightless, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see my five fingers, only the fire in the hall was swaying with red light.

Woo~ A gust of wind blew in the dilapidated hall, which was different from the usual cold. There's a creepy eerie eerie eerie one.

Woo~ Maybe it was the relationship that blew in from the crack, and there was a sound like a ghost crying, Ning Caichen couldn't help but shudder, only to feel that his scalp was sore.

of ...... His teeth collided. Approaching the fire to ward off the chill, suddenly, a suspicious blush appeared on his slightly pale face. After looking left and right, he clenched his teeth and chose to endure.

Woo woo woo ~ the yin wind is getting stronger and stronger. It's as if the evil spirit is on his side.

Ning Caichen stood up suddenly: "Brother Yan, it's convenient to go out below, and I want to go out below." ”

He endured it for a long time!

There are many people in the hall, and this small solution will make him unacceptable to his very thin skin, and when he goes out, the night is dark, and the wind is blowing, maybe there are really evil ghosts, so first ask the legendary swordsman Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia is a person in the scene, how can she not feel his physical condition, she has long been worried, and pointed to the big hole in the side wall: "You turn out from here, just solve it next to the main hall, if there is danger, I can detect it." ”

Ning Caichen didn't say much, and "walked" towards the hole in a state of 100,000 urgency - although 100,000 was urgent, he couldn't run, his legs were secretly clamped, and his small steps were fast.

Woo~ The yin wind blew, and Sun Junlin, the left envoy of the "Cangtian Sect", looked sideways at his own sect master who was still half-open and half-closed, and saw that his green shirt reflected the firelight, setting off the depth of the breath, as if he was sleeping.

So, the left envoy secretly said: "Sect Master, why don't you just take down the evil ghosts here?"

The sect master has cultivated the Cangtian Dafa to the unprecedented realm of "Yellow Heaven Standing", and it will not be slightly worse than the old demon of Montenegro, the Heavenly Master Empress and others, no matter how strong the evil ghost of Lanruo Temple is, how can he hide his senses and withstand his might, as long as he is willing, he will definitely be able to catch it!

Meng Qi was still leaning on the beams and pillars, his momentum was restrained, his eyes were closed, he looked at the entire hall and Lanruo Temple as nothing, and said calmly:

"Don't worry. ”

Really don't worry, for yourself, it is more important to observe Nangong Chong's "table xiàn"!

Besides, this is the first time to experience a relatively familiar plot, although there will definitely be changes and differences, but I still know it in general, how can I not appreciate the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story"?

The feeling seemed to be nothing, but the entire Lanruo Temple and the surrounding woods were all reflected in Meng Qi's heart, and this state, coupled with the prophet of the story, gave him a subtle pleasure of using the "God's perspective".

While Meng Qi was watching with great interest, Ning Caichen turned out the big hole, walked a little more, took two more steps, found a cloister stone pillar, and untied his belt.

Call...... Ning Caichen looked refreshed, and was tying his belt, when he suddenly heard the cry of "huh", and he bowed down tactfully, extremely sad.

Brush, all the hairs on Ning Caichen's back stood up, if it wasn't just solved, he was afraid that he would pee his pants.

There are ghosts!

He hurried back, only to see that the main hall was gone!

Surrounded by winding corridors!

In the main hall, Yan Chixia stood up suddenly, just now, a gust of wind blew, and he lost his sense of Ning Caichen.

What a strong devil!

Feeling remorseful, he drew the broadsword behind him, which seemed to be made of brass, but it was heavy and hard to the point of being terrifying, and the surface was covered with a glimmer of sword aura.

Yan Chixia took a step and appeared outside the big hole, and the sword intent spread, dispelling the yin wind and looking for clues.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the mysterious man in green shirt who seemed to be old but not old but young but not young, only to see that he was still with his eyes closed, unfathomable, and he was not surprised by what happened just now.

Nangong Chong hesitated, pulled Du Qingqing to get up, and whispered to Meng Qi: "Senior." The younger generation is a person in the righteous path, and he cannot see death without saving. ”

Yan Chixia is a hero in the world, admired by everyone, if he has a negative impression of himself, the reputation he has worked so hard to accumulate will be greatly reduced.

Meng Qi was happy to see him doing things, and bowed slightly: "Go, the old man is sitting here." ”

Nangong Chong did not delay, escaped from the big hole with Du Qingqing, and said to Yan Chixia: "Yan Daxia, we are here to help you." ”

"The devil is strong. Be careful. Yan Chixia nodded with a little appreciation.

The main hall is gone, it is all corridors, Ning Caichen was so frightened that he trembled, and kept muttering to himself: "The book of sages and sages alone, there is a heroic atmosphere, and ghosts and gods are not allowed to get close to ......."

Self-hypnosis seemed to be very useful, he calmed down a little, and all the feelings of fear and fear turned into motivation and made him run.

Running and running. The sound of crying became clearer, and Ning Caichen gasped, turned his head, and changed direction.

However. No matter how he changed, the gentle crying became clearer and clearer.

In the end, Ning Caichen's face was solemn and he paused. He pulled out a book from his bosom with the name on the cover:

"Mencius!"

"Haoran's breath...... The greatest to the ...... "Ning Caichen held the scroll and carried the contents on his back. Proceed cautiously.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her, dressed in plain white light veil, and she could vaguely see ice muscles and jade skin, hazy, and extremely seductive, she was squatting in the corner, sobbing.

"Devil ......," Ning Caichen blurted out.

The figure turned its head, revealing a face that would make people lose their minds even in the gloomy environment, the eyebrows were slightly dark, but they did not hide their beauty at all, their eyes were crystal clear, like innocent fawns, giving people a cold and cold feeling, the looming skin and the seductive temptation could not make her look debauched, but revealed a bit of innocence.

"Son, go away, grandma asked me to harm you. The girl's eyes were full of tears, and her sadness was overflowing.

Hearing this, Ning Caichen was not so afraid: "I don't know what the girl is called?" In Xia Ning Caichen, I know a swordsman who loves to take care of injustices the most, if the girl is coerced by that grandmother to kill people, he should save you by a way." ”

The girl shook her head: "No, grandma is so strong, there have been several swordsmen before, and they were all killed by her." ”

"My name is Nie Xiaoqian, and I am a lonely ghost under my grandmother. ”

"That is Yan Chixia Yan Daxia, one of the most powerful swordsmen in the world. "Others treat themselves with sincerity, and Ning Caichen repays them even more.

The girl's eyes lit up: "Yan Chixia Yan Daxia, if it is really him, I hope that Gongzi will ask him to go to a poplar tree with a black nest in the forest and smash my ashes jar, otherwise he will never be able to get rid of his grandmother's control." ”

"Poplar trees with black nests......" Ning Caichen repeated.

At this time, Yan Chixia, Nangong Chong, and Du Qingqing searched both sides respectively.

Nangong Chong carried a long sword and cautiously opened the door of a meditation room.

Squeak, the door opened, revealing a large bucket with hot water bubbling white, and a naked woman sitting inside, hurriedly covering her chest with her hands, her skin was snow-white, and spring was shining.

Nangong Chong kept looking at it, and suddenly, a black shadow hung down on his head, and it grabbed his talisman secret treasure and pierced his head.

"Ahh

In the main hall, Meng Qi's eyes opened suddenly, and he was engrossed.

The firelight disappeared immediately, and the senses were confined to his side again, and in just an instant, Meng Qi saw Nangong Chong and Du Qingqing again, Yan Chixia, and Ning Caichen who walked quickly towards the big hole!

Meng Qi's eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if nothing had happened, but there were many thoughts in his heart.

Suddenly, Nangong Chong stood up and said loudly: "Ning Gongzi, it's dangerous outside, why don't you be inside?"

After a lot of effort, he finally got through Ning Caichen and asked him to go to the corner of the hall to explain.

After that, there was nothing to do, only the cloudy wind blew colder and colder.

Suddenly, there was a squeaky sound at the gate of Lanruo Temple, and Meng Qi's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked over from a distance of several hundred zhang.

At the door is an old monk in a gray robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, his eyes are closed, at this time, the difference seems to be the traction of the qi machine, he also opened his eyes, and there is a golden glass inside, transparent and crystalline, as if he can see all kinds of things.

Sky Eye!

There were really sparks in the middle of the square, and a lightning bolt slashed down, illuminating the entire Lanruo Temple, and the yin wind stopped abruptly, and there was a sense of trembling!

Yan Chixia got up in surprise:

"Master Foolish Monk?" (To be continued......)