Chunjun smiled and said nothing, "The girl will know later." ”

He took Shen Lingxi to the west end of the village, in front of a small temple that was extremely dilapidated.

The courtyard door of the small temple was already broken, half leaning on the door frame, Shen Lingxi stared at it, only to see that the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and only the main hall of the three rooms was still complete.

This is probably the most complete house in the entire village.

There was a faint glow of fire peeking through the mottled windows of the main hall.

Chunjun: "Girl, let's go in, His Royal Highness has been waiting inside for a long time, I will go to the entrance of the village to guard Master Su Jiu, calculate the time, he is almost there." ”

Shen Lingxi raised his eyebrows, and he was even more surprised in his heart.

Since you can calculate the time when Su Jiu came, why don't you just tie him up?

She really didn't understand.

Chunjun left in a hurry, and the old ancestor seemed to be in a hurry to see Su Jiu, said hello to Shen Lingxi, and followed directly.

Shen Lingxi went directly to the main hall.

This is a mountain temple, and on the incense table due north, there is a tall statue of the mountain god.

The statue of the mountain god has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is so mottled that I can't see the appearance clearly, and I can't guess which mountain god it is.

The temple must have been slightly cleaned up, and it was not as cluttered as it seemed from the outside.

Chu Yan wore a plain white wide-collared Xuanxi robe, with a white hosta hairpin on his head, sitting on the stone pier in the east corner of the hall, and was closing his eyes with his hands to recuperate.

At his feet, a wind lamp burned, and the light of the candle flame was staggered, casting a shadow on him.

In the dilapidated temple of this desolate mountain village in late autumn, he looked a little more lonely.

Hearing her footsteps, Chu Yan opened his eyes, and his ink-like starry eyes were a little worried.

He raised his cold white slender fingers, beckoned to her, and said in a lazy voice, "Come and sit." ”

Only then did Shen Lingxi see that beside him, there was a clean stone pier, which was specially prepared for her.

She thanked him and walked over to sit down with him.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Shen Lingxi originally planned to find an excuse and chat with him.

But when she raised her eyes coldly-

Then she saw that in the shadow in the opposite corner, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes, staring at her faintly.

It was a group of blackened souls, presumably caused by the incineration of their bodies after death.

Although the body is destroyed, the resentment is still there, and the soul wanders in the world.

On the way, when Chunjun said that the village was "haunted", Shen Lingxi stared around, and saw a few soul shadows sporadically.

Presumably, these are the villagers who were besieged by Zhao Dong's order, died of illness in this village, and were burned to the ground.

Shen Lingxi has always had no way to deal with such a revenant.

They died innocently in the epidemic, which was a natural disaster and a man-made disaster, and they were painful and helpless when they died, and they were deeply resentful after death.

It's just that the culprit, prefect Zhao Cheng, has already been beheaded with the Zhao family.

Their remaining resentment can only wait for a long time to slowly dissipate.

However, before that, these ghosts usually had a great deal of anger, the so-called ghosts.

For ordinary people who can't see souls, it may not have much effect.

But for her, a hell-savvy person, that's a big problem.

Sure enough, at the moment when she was stunned, among those dead souls, someone noticed her strangeness and pounced directly on her!

Shen Lingxi subconsciously grinned and wanted to hide to the side-——

I saw that the revenant soul rushed to a place a foot away from her, and was suddenly bounced away by a strong force!

Shen Lingxi finally remembered that the evil aura of the person next to him could prevent the ghost from getting close.

She breathed a sigh of relief and sat up straight.

But even so, Chu Yan still noticed her strangeness.

He sat up straight and followed her gaze.

In the opposite corner, there was nothing but a few broken stone statues stacked in a mess.

"There's something there?" He asked.

Shen Lingxi nodded, "It's the villagers who died in this village, they have no one to cross, and they can't be reincarnated in a short time, so they can only wander here." Tomorrow, I will invite the Miaozhen female crown of the Golden Immortal Temple, and I will come here to fast in person, and I may be able to surpass one or two. ”

When she said this, her eyes didn't dare to continue looking in the direction of the dead soul, and she didn't want to look directly into Chu Yan's eyes, so she had to wander around.

Chu Yan's eyes were slightly dark.

At this moment, a sudden sound of insects sounded outside, like some kind of code.

He directly blew out the wind lamp, pulled up Shen Lingxi's sleeves, and took her to the nearest corner to them.

Shen Lingxi was caught off guard and his eyes were dark, and he was pulled away again, very confused.

It wasn't until a wisp of cold soap fragrance hit the tip of her nose that she realized that Chu Yan was already in front of her.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the two of them through the window lattice, and Chu Yan's tall body cut off the sight of the dead souls on the other side for her.

At this moment, Shen Lingxi's back was against the wall, the top of her head was only up to his chin, and the height difference between the two made her feel petite for the first time.

She moved uncomfortably, trying to distance herself from him.

Chu Yan gestured to her in silence, "Su Xian has entered the village, and he should be here soon." ”

Shen Lingxi thought that the top priority was to arrest Su Xian, so he had to press the urge to escape.

For a moment, both of them fell silent.

The whole hall is unusually quiet.

It's so quiet that you can hear it, and I don't know whose heartbeat it is.

Under the moonlight, the top of Shen Lingxi's hairy hair glowed with a soft luster.

Chu Yan rolled his Adam's apple, only to feel that the indescribable chaotic emotions in the carriage last night had made a comeback in his heart, and his breathing couldn't help but be a little messy.

And Shen Lingxi didn't notice this, since she couldn't look around, she could only look out the window.

It was only a tea time on the left, and sure enough, I saw a long figure, carrying a wind lamp, walking towards this ruined temple from afar.

When the figure got closer, Shen Lingxi saw clearly that it was a young man with an extremely thoughtful appearance.

The man was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a pair of star-like heroic eyes under his thick black eyebrows, a gray robe, his hair tied up in a bun, fixed with a hairpin, a black scabbard hanging from his waist, and a bulging cloth bag diagonally.

He looks a little down, but he is not sloppy, and the whole person has a heroic and righteous spirit.

Presumably this is Su Xian, who was born as a "prodigy", Master Su Jiu.

It is completely different from Shen Lingxi's imagination, the "unstingy" prodigal.

He held a lamp in one hand and a compass in the other, and he looked down as he walked, not knowing what he was looking at on the compass.

It wasn't until he walked to the door of the main hall that Su Xian stopped.

"I guess this is right here."

He whispered, put the compass in his hand back in the cloth bag, and gently placed the wind lamp on the ground.

Then, he reached out and touched the cloth bag for a while.

Hearing only the sound of "jingle bell", he took out a soul-calming bell from his cloth bag, "brushed", and pulled out the long sword at his waist.

"Evil one, where to escape!"

With a deep shout, he rushed into the hall!