"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds ......"

Ning Caichen was blown by this gust of yin wind, shuddered, and wanted to go back, but when he heard the wolf howl from behind, he remembered that he and Zhen Ying said so righteous words, and he could only recite the Confucian classics, and walked to Lanruo Temple with a lantern.

The temple, like everywhere else, has been dilapidated in just over a decade.

Most of the doors and windows are decayed.

Spider silk is full of carved beams.

Ning Caichen looked around, only to find a room with relatively intact doors and windows, pushed the door and walked in, carried the lantern to observe the circle, and found no problem, then quickly closed the door and cleaned up.

Over there.

Zhen Ying and Liu Bei came to the foot of the mountain and watched Ning Caichen go up the mountain.

"Brother, once I go up the mountain, it will inevitably alarm the thousand-year-old dryad, so you go first, I'll wait for you here."

Zhen Ying said: "After the thousand-year-old tree demon is introduced, send me a message immediately, and we will join forces to kill the demon and eliminate the demon." ”

"It's fine."

Liu Bei agreed, then said goodbye to Zhen Ying and followed quickly.

"What a heavy demon."

Liu Bei came to the front of Lanruo Temple with his front and back feet, looking at the dilapidated temple, his eyes solemn.

Although it is said that in the territory of Dakun, because the empress Jedi Tiantong has isolated the gods and Buddhas in the sky, the incense of the gods and Buddhas temples is not prosperous, and most of them are dilapidated.

But dilapidated to dilapidated, the residual aura of gods and Buddhas is still enough to deter evil.

And this Lanruo Temple, which was originally a large temple with extremely strong incense, now has such a strong demonic aura.

The dojo of gods and Buddhas is occupied by demons and evils, and doves occupy the magpie's nest.

With such a big boldness, no accident has happened yet, this thousand-year-old dryad is only afraid that it is even more terrifying than he imagined.

Thinking so, he didn't mean to back down.

He Liu Bei is a descendant of the Han royal family, and in the land of the Han Dynasty, he is not even afraid of gods and Buddhas, let alone demons.

Quietly followed Ning Caichen, entered Lanruo Temple, and after Ning Caichen settled down, he temporarily rested next door, exploring the surrounding movements.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

The breath of the living attracts ghosts.

There was a knock on the door next door.

"Who?"

Ning Caichen cleaned up the room briefly, took out the books, lit the candlelight, and began to study.

He does the bookkeeping and helps people get accounts, but he is just a part-time job, and the biggest thing is to study and enter the office.

"Childe."

A soft female voice came from outside.

"Who's the girl?"

Ning Caichen's heart fluttered, and he hurriedly used the words of the sage to suppress this ripple of heart, hesitated for a moment, and saw that the knock on the door started again, so he could only come over and open the door.

After the door opened, I saw a beautiful woman dressed in plain white standing outside the door, and a strange fragrance came to her face, making Ning Caichen's heart beat like a drum, and he didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Childe, the slave family is called Xiaohong, the newly deceased husband, driven away by the husband's relatives, there is nowhere to go, can only live in this Lanruo Temple, the long night is long, when I am sad, I saw the candlelight on here, so come and see."

As Xiaohong spoke, her feet went soft and she fell to the ground.

Ning Caichen hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it, only to feel that it was warm and fragrant.

Xiaohong fell into his arms, looked up at him with watery eyes: "Thank you son, if you don't give up, the slave family is willing to share a pillow seat~"

Liu Bei, who was next door, heard the movement here, touched the double-strand sword on his waist, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just use this to test people?

He wanted to see what the scholar would do.

"Madame's self-respect!"

Ning Caichen was stunned, and then he suddenly pushed out Xiaohong, who almost put his mouth on his face, and retreated with a blushing face, like avoiding a snake and scorpion.

"Childe, why bother?"

Xiaohong showed a charming smile and stepped forward: "I know Childe also wants to ~"

"I didn't!"

Ning Caichen hunched over, pushed Xiaohong, who leaned over again, out of the door, and then slammed the door shut.

The moment the door closed, Xiaohong's face changed, from charming and glamorous, to hideous and terrifying, and was about to transform into hard, when she suddenly heard movement next door, her nose sniffed, her eyes were surprised, she turned into a charming expression again, sorted out her clothes, came to the next door, and began to knock on the door.

"Who?"

Liu Bei lit the candle, restrained his breath, took out a wine gourd from his waist, and poured a few sips violently, then he blurred his eyes and asked.

"It's me."

Xiaohong responded coquettishly.

"The door isn't closed."

Liu Bei poured a few more sips of wine.

Xiaohong pushed the door in, and the moment she saw Liu Bei, her eyes lit up, her expression became more and more charming and amorous, and she saluted delicately and said what she said to Ning Caichen again.

Ning Caichen, who was next door, pushed Xiaohong away, leaned his back against the door, dead there, and the sound of violent wheezing showed his struggle.

Then he heard Xiaohong go next door and enter the next room.

This made his face unusually tangled.

"This voice ......"

It was easy to suppress complex emotions, and he vaguely felt as if he had heard the voice next door, so he walked to the wall and listened attentively.

"Don't give up, don't give up."

Liu Bei's answer came over, making Ning Caichen's expression more and more entangled and regretful.

Well.

It's not that I regret rejecting such an indecent act.

It's that he refused too rudely just now, as a scholar, he should carefully ask this little red lady if there is anything unspeakable and whether he needs his help.

It's a pity that now he has the heart to do good, but he can't get it.

"Childe."

With Xiaohong's coquettish voice, Ning Caichen could already imagine the scene of Xiaohong next door throwing herself into the man's arms.

"No hurry, no hurry."

Liu Bei stretched out his hand to stop Xiaohong, and said with a drunken face: "Madame can dance?" To help the wine? ”

"Dancing?"

Xiaohong, who wanted to go straight, was stunned, but when she saw Liu Bei's dress and appearance, she suddenly smiled, and said with a delicate smile: "Although the little girl is not a woman from a big family, she can also dance." ”

"Then it's troublesome ma'am."

Liu Bei raised the wine gourd.

"Childe is optimistic."

Xiaohong glanced at Liu Bei coquettishly and began to jump.

"Good dance!"

Liu Bei applauded and looked at it with a smile.

Xiaohong jumped for a while, extremely charming, but seeing Liu Bei sitting safely, he didn't feel impatient at all, so he could only scold secretly: "These big boys, how much do you usually play, even people like me can't immediately arouse interest." ”

However, she noticed that Liu Bei's yang energy was far more than that of the weak scholar next door, so even if she was impatient, she was willing to spend more energy to satisfy Liu Bei and wait for the opportunity.

It's just that she waited, but her colleagues couldn't.

Another female ghost floated over, pretending to be a writer to find her, glanced at Liu Bei, and urged: "Xiaohong, what are you doing here, grandma called you home." ”

"Childe."

Xiaohong stopped dancing and looked at Liu Bei pitifully, with endless nostalgia in her eyes.

"Madame, don't worry."

Liu Bei smiled at Xiaohong, then touched the sword on his waist, a sword aura flashed, and the urging female ghost had disappeared, leaving Xiaohong, who could not react, standing on the spot.

"Then the music and the dance!"