"Who are you, and why are you in my house?"

Seeing that a stranger appeared in her house, the first reaction of the girl who came in was not to call, but to close the door as quickly as possible and asked in a low voice.

At the same time, he glanced out of the door very carefully, and saw that no one was paying attention to this place, so he patted his chest and looked at Zhao Wen with confidence.

"I don't know how I got in, what kind of place is this?"

Most of the whole Liaozhai stories are about scholars, and Zhao Wen pretended to be a scholar and asked in a low voice.

The intensity in this space was extraordinarily large, and even he was suppressed to the point that he could only sense a few hundred meters around him, so Zhao Wen planned to ask the woman in front of him about it.

An old monk who is not weak guards a barren mountain temple, and there are two murals in the temple that you can know at a glance that they are treasures, or the stories in the chat, since they have met, they naturally have to inquire clearly.

"This is a fairyland, only immortals can enter, you are a mortal, if you are discovered by the immortals, you will be killed directly!" The girl lowered her voice and said very carefully.

I took a closer look at the girl who spoke, with the fragrance of flowers all over her body, and a little childish on her face.

These are nothing, but the strangest thing is that not only does the other party not have the slightest demonic energy, but also has a little bit of the breath of absorbing the power of incense, but the other party's strength is very low, almost the same as the Qingfeng who just followed him.

The most bizarre thing is that even if the other party is standing in front of him, it gives Zhao Wen a very unreal feeling.

Thinking that the aura of all the women he saw was exactly the same as the one in front of him, and he looked at the girl in front of him who was looking at him with a concerned face, Zhao Wen suddenly became strange.

"Tell me, what is this place?" Zhao Wen's tone changed, and he directly used the method of ecstasy.

Entering the world of Liaozhai, with directly killing Qingjiao with his fists, Zhao Wen's actions are becoming more and more direct now, if it were changed to before, he would definitely try it, but now, he no longer has such patience.

"This is the fairy world!" There was affirmation in the girl's voice, and it was clear that she was convinced of this herself.

"Who governs the fairy world?"

"It's managed by the fairy lord.,On weekdays, all the people patrol the dwellings of all the fairies.,Several men who appeared in the sister house were found and killed directly!"

"How many sisters do you have, and will there be men in all of your houses?" Thinking of the remnants of the incense wish power on the girl's body, Zhao Wen felt that he was about to explore this space.

"There are hundreds of sisters, and I heard that this is a crack in the fairy world, so there are often men who enter by mistake, but unless they are discovered by the patrolling fairy master, we don't know if there is anyone in other people's houses!"

"How often do you have a man in your house, and how do you deal with these men who break in?" The corners of Zhao Wen's mouth had already brought out a sneer and asked.

"Every few years, a man will break in, and my sisters say that these men who can directly enter our house are all related to us in our past lives, and I will marry him, and then send him away in a few days to understand this relationship!" ….

Between the thoughts, the great array of heaven and earth was directly pressed, and the temple outside suddenly began to change, as if it had become a picture scroll.

And Zhao Wen, who was in the mural, suddenly felt that the suppression on his body was greatly reduced, pushed open the door and walked out of the house, his divine sense spread overwhelmingly, found the largest palace, stepped out, and entered the palace.

"Sure enough, it's you, it's really a good calculation, if it weren't for this time to lure me over and let you develop like this, I'm afraid you will be able to become a Buddha and an ancestor in the future!"

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Zhao Wen and this immortal lord around.

The aura of incense wish power suddenly became extremely thick, especially on the immortal master in front of him, it was even more obvious.

"The poor monk has been cultivating for so many years, and it is not easy to find this opportunity to become enlightened, and I beg the Taoist brother to spare me once, and the poor monk will always be grateful to the Taoist brother for his great kindness!" The immortal lord slowly knelt on the ground, and made a big bow to Zhao Wen with his five bodies on the ground.

The large-scale formation, or the large-scale formation of its own space, let alone him, even if all the Daoists he knows combined, he can't break it.

If you want to get out, the only chance is that the owner of this formation in front of you can let him go.

Now the old monk has regretted the matter of using the sound of the wooden fish to attract Zhao Wen, but the only thing he can do is to beg bitterly.

"Tell me what's going on!" Zhao Wen's voice was murderous.

At least hundreds of men's corpses emerged from the ground, each with a frightened face and scars all over their bodies, apparently suffering greatly before they died.

There are still many decomposing corpses below, and if he didn't send them, even an ordinary demon king, he wouldn't have killed so many people.

"The poor monk comes from a small temple, and the resources in the temple are extremely scarce, even if he cultivates hard all his life, he will never be able to achieve enlightenment, and it is extremely difficult to even break through to the realm of the Yuan Shen!"

Hundreds of corpses were lifted from the ground, and the one hundred and eight stars above their heads were suppressed, suppressing the qi of the whole body, and it could be said that there was no possibility of turning over.

The old monk's tone gradually became crazy: "But the poor monk found that what the poor scholars and rural idlers who came to the temple hoped for the most was to have a fairy to cross the spring breeze with him, and even pray to the Buddha for this!"

"With the strength of the Buddha, he will definitely not care about a few incense sticks, but the poor monk desperately needs the incense wish power to improve his strength!"

Speaking of this, a hint of pride appeared on the old monk's face: "The poor monk gathered all the wealth in the temple, refined a picture scroll, and sealed a flower demon behind the temple into it!"

"You know what?" The old monk's voice had gradually become crazy: "The poor monk found a scholar who had prayed for a fairy spring breeze in the past, and sent his soul into the picture scroll, and in just a while, he received an extremely pure wish!"

"Just a wish power allowed the poor monk to break through to the Yuan Shen realm that he might not be able to break through in his previous cultivation life!"

"Then the poor monk kept looking for the flower demon, sealed it in the picture scroll, and also looked everywhere for idlers and scholars who wanted to meet the fairy!"

"As for these corpses, they are scoundrels who don't want to pray after entering the scroll but want to spend the spring breeze with the fairies!"

"As long as he is willing to make a wish, the poor monk will let him enjoy the fairy's service and send him home, and he will never be harmed!"

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