"Okay then! I'm going to tell everyone that my sister is going to be like Nan Rong Anxian! If anyone dares to laugh at you, I'll duel with him!" Wuhua said and did it, and immediately got up and left.

An Xian was sweetened by this pampering. This is a real pet, no matter whether he understands it or not, even if what she does is extremely stupid and naïve, he is still enthusiastic to accompany her with stupidity and naivety. It's like Liyuan, deliberately behaving it, in fact, I don't respect her at all!

An Xian shook his head and shook off the haze of the abyss. In another three days, as long as she dodged these three days, she would be able to completely get rid of the abyss.

Take out a mirror and look at the face in the mirror. This face is really ugly. In order to come to the Ghost Temple with another face, she had another plastic surgery when she left Yinqiu Mansion, otherwise, she would not have been able to maintain it at this time. However, in a few days, she will be fully recovered.

Not long after Wuhua left, two women came in front of the small wooden building.

Shui Xiang, a deacon, is in charge of the inner treasury of the Ghost Temple, and the sect divides money and goods, and she is responsible for planning and distribution, and is worshiped as the God of Wealth by the Ghost Temple. Wen Zhu transferred the treasure house of the Ghost Temple, and she contributed a lot. Relying on this merit (coercion), Shui Xiang has been maintained everywhere by Wen Zhu, don't look at the cultivation is not high, but it is flourishing in the ghost temple, and no one dares to provoke it.

Another woman, a disciple of Shui Xiang, is called Zhiqiao. The nominal disciples, but they are all the work of maids.

"Deacon Anxian, I'll borrow "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" to take a look. Shui Xiang stopped in the courtyard and said arrogantly and loudly.

An Xian pushed the door out, stood under the porch, and threw the jade slip engraved with the first half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" to Shui Xiang. "Deacon Shuixiang, come in and sit and watch. ”

Shui Xiang took the jade slip, glanced into the jade slip, and stuffed the jade slip into his sleeve.

An Xian's eyes narrowed, this is here to find trouble?

An Xian has already set the rules, "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" can only be watched and read in front of her, and cannot be taken out of the range of the small wooden building.

The reason is that this book is something that everyone urgently needs to read. If someone borrows it for a few days and doesn't return it? Does An Xian have to make a new jade slip to deal with the borrowing later? Everyone is like this, won't she have to give away a lot of jade slips? If everyone has it, is it still called a cheat? Just call it a stall.

"Deacon Shuixiang, what do you mean by this?" An Xian looked unkind.

Shui Xiang said: "I want the first half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs". In addition, I also borrowed the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs". She held out her hand.

An Xian had the urge to chop off this claw, she restrained herself and said, "Deacon Shuixiang laughed. The first half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" can only be borrowed, not taken away, and the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" is not. ”

Shui Xiang laughed dryly. "Haha, no? What are you deceiving ghosts? I have heard from the hall master that you got this book of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" from a sage in my ghost temple. When the old man dies, you are the only one by his side. The sages of my ghost temple, the relics are unknown. Leisure, don't you know that those relics should belong to my ghost temple?"

I can't cry or laugh. What kind of logic is this?

Zhi Qiao buried her head deeply, her face flushed to the base of her neck, and she was deeply ashamed of Master's words.

Shui Xiang continued: "Be idle, you can't be too greedy. The sage gave you something to send back to my demon temple, not for you. You swallowed his old man's treasure privately, forget it, our ghost temple is too lazy to bother with you. But the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" is not something you can hide, you have to take it out!"

This imagination is also served. has been a ghost for thousands of years, and she has never encountered such a shameless one. What an eye-opener today!

"Give me back the jade slip! I don't have the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs" here! Even if there is, I won't give it to you!" An Xian walked up the steps and came to the two of Shui Xiang's master and apprentice.

Shui Xiang stared at An Xian. "The bottom half, hand it over!"

An leisurely stared back at Shui Xiang, not giving an inch. "Give me back the jade slip!"

The two stood face to face, no more than a fist away. An Xian is slightly higher, and when the confrontation starts, the momentum is a head higher.

Lin 13 slowly leaned over, ready to respond to the master's leisure.

At this moment, Shui Xiang suddenly screamed and flew out.

Tranquility's mouth was wide open enough to stuff a duck egg.

Shui Xiang slammed on the courtyard door of the small wooden building, and the courtyard gate fell in response. Shui Xiang also fell to the ground.

Her disciple Zhiqiao screamed, and Yu Fei ran away. The second monk was puzzled. What does this master and apprentice mean? One is inexplicably playing to fall himself, and the other is panicking and running away.

"Kill someone! An Xian killed my master!" Zhi Qiao, who flew more than ten meters away, screamed fiercely.

An Xian understood what the master and apprentice had in mind. It's been a long time to see you! At this moment, I miss the time of being a ghost. The human world is really tired.

She didn't chase Zhiqiao. If she went to stop Zhi Qiao, Zhi Qiao would only scream harder, and when the others saw it, they would think that An Xian was really committing murder.

After a while, Zhi Qiao flew over with the Great Elder Cheng Si and a disciple of the Punishment Hall. The Great Elder Cheng Si was in charge of the Punishment Hall and was in charge of punishing the disciples in the sect.

"Master—woo woo—" Zhi Qiao pounced on Shui Xiang, hugged Shui Xiang and cried bitterly, screaming miserably. She almost didn't say, "Master, you died so miserably", she didn't shout because she knew that Master was not dead.

Cheng Si squatted down and checked Shui Xiang's injuries. Shui Xiang suffered serious internal injuries. He immediately took out a pill bottle, poured out a healing pill, and fed it to Shui Xiang.

Although Shui Xiang's identity is a deacon, his cultivation is only at the eighth level of the Spirit Realm. An Xian of the Spirit Marrow Realm did have the ability to hurt her with one palm.

Zhi Qiao burst into tears and cried bitterly, "Great Elder, you want to be the master of my master! Because my master was in a hurry to go out to purchase Linggu for everyone, he said that he would borrow the Nine Turns of Yellow Spring for two days. She!" Zhi Qiao pointed to An Xian, "She didn't agree to it, but she suddenly killed my master......!

Zhiqiao cried, took out a piece of jade slip from Shui Xiang's sleeve, and smashed it at An Xian. "Take it! Who is rare in your "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs"!"

An Xian caught Yu Jian and was confused again. Wouldn't it be better if Zhiqiao made up other reasons to say that she was idle and deliberately killed people, and said that her master was as pure as a white rabbit?

But after thinking about it, if Zhiqiao blindly said that it was the fault of leisure, the people in the Ghost Temple might not believe it. Maybe they will think that Zhiqiao is biased in favor of his master and is unfair, so he will not believe Zhiqiao's testimony.

Besides, if the fault is put on An Xian, the sect will really be punished heavily, and Wen Bai and Wu Hua will definitely not agree. Wuhua is now the treasure of the sect, the future hall master, and his opinion must be respected by everyone.

"An Xian, do you have anything to say?" Great Elder Cheng Si stood up and looked at An Xian.