But he didn't want to, Lin Nian's words frightened Chen Cai and the others.

"Brother Lin."

"You can't go today, the demons of Nalanruo Temple are rampant, after you go, if there are any three long and two short, how can I explain to everyone!"

"Don't let me cost you your life."

Chen Cai grabbed Lin Nian's hand tightly, but he didn't let go.

"I've been reading poetry since I was a child, and a few days ago, I went to Zhongnan Mountain to learn the Tao, what are you afraid of?"

"Besides, Guo Beicheng is also my home, I can't be around my home, what are the safety hazards!"

"Demons harm people, and my cultivators should be eliminated."

Lin Nian smiled and let go of Chen Cai's hand holding him, and the few people who said something no longer obstructed, and could only watch Lin Nian leave with Ning Xian'er.

Thinking about it carefully, he really didn't have the words to refute Lin Nian.

Just like Lin Nian said, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and then went to Zhongnan Mountain to learn the Tao, and his qi and blood were strong.

With such strength, it seems to be enough to deal with a lot of demons.

Thinking of this, looking at the back of Lin Nian in the distance, I was relieved.

chatting all the way, Lin Nian and the others finally came to Lanruo Temple.

Approaching the surroundings, Lin Nian noticed that something was wrong, and the air was obviously a little dry.

From the outside, it is still very magnificent, the courtyard wall of red and yellow meets, the whole dozen acres of land are all encircled, in the temple, there are Buddhist buildings, everything.

Walking through the long stairs, as soon as I entered the temple, an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and a robe came over.

Looking faintly, the old monk is merit and protects his body, and his body is surrounded by Haoran righteousness.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Lanruo Temple presided over Juechen, and I have seen two donors."

The old monk greeted him with a smile, twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and performed a Buddha ceremony.

Seeing that people were inhabited, Lin Nian was shocked.

During the day, it is a desolate and abandoned ancient temple, which is actually a fantasy laid by grandma, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to escape once they step in.

The extension of the temple is full of corpses of people who have been killed by demons, and they have turned into zombies due to the heavy yin qi of Lanruo Temple.

And in the depths of the temple, there are a large number of demons and ghosts.

Why, this Lanruo Temple is not the same as the one in Liaozhai!

"The abbot is polite."

"The abbot of Lao came out to greet him, I heard that your temple was effective, and today I brought my family to burn incense and worship the Buddha and ask for a son."

After the words fell, Lin Nian made a Buddhist salute, and took out a few taels of silver in his pocket.

"A little money for incense, please accept it."

Accepting the incense money, Juechen hurriedly took Lin Nian and the others into the temple.

Even, in order to facilitate Lin Nian to worship the Buddha, he even introduced the buildings in the courtyard one by one.

But whenever Juechen looked at Lin Nian, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it soon flashed.

Lin Nian asked, "I heard that there is a thousand-year-old tree in your temple, which is very effective, I don't know if I can let you go down and worship it." ”

For now, the only thing that attracts Lin Nian is the thousand-year-old tree mentioned in Liao Zhai's original book.

In the face of Lin Nian's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Juechen's eyes, and then flashed, smiled slightly, and said:

"Absolutely."

"That thousand-year-old tree is in the backyard, and the son can visit it at will."

Juechen pointed out a path for Lin Nian and continued to clean the temple.

I saw this thousand-year-old tree, towering into the clouds, lush, with the trunk exposed, and the rings of the year flowed with the traces of time.

Lin Nian looked at it, this ancient tree, I'm afraid it would take at least dozens of people to pick it up.

The strange thing is that this ancient tree does not have the slightest demonic aura, but is surrounded by a Buddha aura.

And the branches near the ground are covered with worn, rotten red silk.

These red silks are full of love poems and words of mutual love between infatuated men and women.

"Xianggong, let's make a wish too!"

Ning Xian'er touched the scene and couldn't help but say.

Lin Nian lightly knocked on Ning Xian'er's forehead, "You are stupid, this Lanruo Temple is a ghost temple." ”

"Demons are rampant, and there are thousand-year-old demons entrenched here, for some reason, there are old monks living here."

"Every scene here is permeated with weirdness."

"It's better to be careful!"

Lin Nian touched Ning Xian'er's little head and said dotingly:

"Wait another day, I'll take you to the temple and go to worship the moon elder together, by the way, ask for a son!"

"Okay!"

Ning Xian'er nodded obediently.

"It may be during the day, and the yang energy is strong, so let's wait for the evening to take a look!"

"It is estimated that in the evening, this Lanruo Temple will reveal its true face, and demons will be rampant."

Having made up their minds, the two decided to hang out in the temple and wait for the evening to come.

As the night gradually fell, Lin Nian also took Ning Xian'er to the meditation room for dinner.

But when Lin Nian didn't walk long, the thousand-year-old tree seemed to be blown by the wind and began to shake.

And all the red silk that hung on the trunks of the trees fell off.

Then, it slowly melts into the dirt and disappears.

After accompanying the host to eat for the night, the host told the two not to move around at will at night, and then sent the two to the guest room to rest.

The rooms at Lanruo Temple are simply furnished, with a suggested wooden bed and a desk against the wall.

Next to the desk, there is a large bookshelf with various Buddhist scriptures on the shelf.

In the entire meditation room, what attracted Lin Nian the most was that there was an ancient painting hanging next to the bed.

In the painting, it is a plain-clothed woman, dressed in green, with long hair draped behind her back, and holding a fan in her hand.

A pair of Danfeng triangular eyes, looking into the distance affectionately, as if waiting for someone else.

After Lin Nian stared at this painting for a long time, he turned around and said to Ning Xian'er with a smile:

"Lady, it's late at night, why don't we rest earlier, so let's be intimate and relieve my lovesickness."

Ning Xian'er snorted, "Oh, don't make trouble." ”

"Don't get down to business."