Tianxuan sat on the eaves of the roof and saw it clearly, but the power of Tiangang's thirty-six changes could not be underestimated, even if it was so close, he still couldn't sense Tianxuan's existence.

The thing smashed the lattice of the window, and with a sudden shot it returned to the box, extinguishing like lightning. Yan Chixia got up vigilantly, and Ning Caichen pretended to be asleep and watched secretly. Yan Chixia moved over the box and checked it, took out an item, and sniffed at the moonlight.

Ning Caichen saw that the thing was white and shiny, two inches long, as wide as a leek leaf. After Yan Chixia finished reading it, she wrapped several layers firmly, still put it in the box, and said to herself: "What old demon has such courage to dare to break the box!" Then he lay down again.

Ning Caichen was greatly surprised, got up and asked Yan Chixia, and told him what he had just seen. Yan Chixia said: "Since we have a deep friendship, we can no longer hide it, I am a swordsman." If it hadn't been for the stone lattice on the window, the demon would have died. Although he didn't die, he was injured. “

Ning Caichen looked at the things in Yan Chixia's arms and asked, "What are you hiding?"

Yan Chixia just said, "It's a sword." I smelled it just now, and it smelled of demons. Ning Caichen wanted to take a look, Yan Chixia generously took it out to show him, it turned out to be a shining little sword.

Ning Caichen then respected Yan Chixia even more. After daybreak, it was found that there were blood stains outside the window. Ning Caichen went out of the temple to the north, and saw that among the deserted graves, there was indeed a poplar tree, and there was a crow's nest on the tree.

After the relocation of the grave was arranged, Ning Caichen packed up and prepared to go back. Yan Chixia bid him farewell, and the friendship was deep. He also gave a broken skin bag to Ning Caichen and said, "This is a sword bag, treasure it well, and you can ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts." “

Ning Caichen wanted to learn swordsmanship from him, Yan Chixia said: "A person like you who is faithful and upright can be a swordsman; But you are a man of the rich, not a man of this path. “

Ning Caichen pretended that a sister was buried here, and he dug up the woman's bones, gathered them, wrapped them in clothes and quilts, and chartered a boat to go home.

"This person is not simple, don't you want to go and see it?" Tianxuan showed his breath and walked behind Yan Chixia.

"Those who know me, Tianxuan Dao friends, but it's very dangerous here, I still need to guard here, forget it, everything is fate. Yan Chixia said at this time.

"I have a spell called Water Mirror Refraction, you don't have to leave, you can see what he does next. Tianxuan said.

"Is that really amazing? As soon as Yan Chixia's words were finished, Tianxuan cast this spell in the main hall, using water as a medium.

Picture in the mirror.

After Ning Caichen returned home, his study was leaning against the wilderness, where he built a grave and buried Xiao Qian outside the study. At the time of the memorial service.

He closed his eyes and prayed, "Have mercy on you as a lonely soul, and bury you by the side of the study, so that you can hear singing and crying from each other, and you will no longer be bullied by male demons." Please drink a glass of pulp water, it is not clean and sweet, I hope you don't dislike it. “

When the prayer is over, I have to go back. At this time, he heard someone behind him shouting to him: "Please slow down, wait for me to go together!" Ning Caichen looked back and saw that it was Xiao Qian. Xiao Qian happily thanked him and said: "If you talk about faith and righteousness like this, even if I die ten times, I won't be able to repay you! Please let me go back with you, meet my in-laws, and I won't regret being your concubine." “

Ning Caichen looked at her carefully, her white and red skin was like a pair of feet with fine bamboo shoots, and when she looked at her during the day, she was even more gorgeous and delicate. So, Ning Caichen came to the study with her and told her to sit and wait for a while, and then go in first to tell her mother. The mother was shocked when she heard this. At this time, Ning Caichen's wife had been ill for a long time, and his mother warned him not to leak the news, for fear of frightening his wife.

After speaking, Xiao Qian had already walked in lightly and knelt on the ground. Ning Caichen said: "This is Xiaoqian. Her mother looked at her in horror, not knowing what to do. Xiaoqian said to her mother, "My daughter is floating away, far away from her parents and brothers, and she is taken care of by her son, and her grace is profound. is willing to be a concubine to repay the kindness of the son. “

When her mother saw that she was gentle and beautiful, and very lovely, she dared to speak to her, and said, "The little lady looks up to my son, and the old body likes it very much." But I have only this one son in my life, and I still expect him to inherit the lineage, and I dare not let him marry a ghost daughter-in-law. “

Xiaoqian said: "My daughter really doesn't have two hearts, I am a person under Jiuquan, since I can't get my mother's trust, please let me serve my son as a brother since I can't get my mother's trust." How about following the old mother and serving you in the morning and evening?"

Her mother took pity on her sincerity and agreed. Xiao Qian wanted to visit her sister-in-law, but her mother excused her that she was sick, so Xiao Qian didn't go, and immediately went into the kitchen, took care of the food and drink on behalf of her mother, and went out and in, as if she had already lived in it.

When it got dark, her mother was afraid of her and told her to go back to sleep and did not arrange a mattress for her. Xiaoqian knew her mother's intentions, so she left immediately. Passing by Ning Caichen's study, he wanted to go in, but he retreated back and wandered outside the door, as if he was afraid of something. Ning Caichen called her, and Xiao Qian said: "The sword aura in the house is scary, I haven't seen you on the road before, that's why." “

Ning Caichen understood that it was the skin, so he took it and hung it in another room, and Xiao Qian went in. She sat down near the candlelight, sat for a moment, and didn't say a word.

After a long time, Xiao Qian asked, "Do you read at night?" I read the "Lengyan Sutra" when I was a child, but now I have forgotten most of it. Please give me a roll, it's okay at night, please correct my brother. “

Ning Caichen agreed. Xiaoqian sat for a while, still not speaking; The second passed faster, and he didn't say to leave. Ning Caichen urged her, and Xiao Qian said miserably: "I am a lonely soul from other places, and I am especially afraid of deserted tombs. “

Ning Caichen said: "There is no other bed to sleep in the study, and besides, we are brothers and sisters, so we should avoid suspicion." Xiao Qian got up, her face was sad as if she was about to cry, her steps hesitated, she slowly walked out of the door, stepped over the steps and disappeared.

Ning Sheng secretly pitied her and wanted to keep her in another bed, but he was afraid that his mother would blame her. Xiaoqian came to greet her mother early in the morning, holding the basin and serving to wash. Doing housework, there is nothing that is not in line with the mother's wishes.

When dusk came, he quit and resigned, and often went to the study to read the scriptures by candlelight. found that Ning Caichen wanted to sleep, so he left miserably.

Previously, Ning Caichen's wife was sick and could not do housework, and his mother was tired and exhausted. Since Xiaoqian came, her mother was very comfortable and very grateful.

When she became more and more affectionate day by day, like her own daughter, she forgot that she was a ghost, and could not bear to drive her away at night, so she left her to sleep and get up together. When Xiaoqian first came, she never ate or drank water, and gradually drank some porridge soup after half a year.

Ning Caichen and her mother doted on her very much, and avoided saying that she was a ghost, so others would not know. Not long after, Ning Caichen's wife died. The mother privately had the intention of marrying Xiaoqian as her daughter-in-law, but she was afraid that it would be unfavorable to her son.

Xiaoqian knew more or less about her mother's thoughts, so she took the opportunity to tell her mother: "After living here for more than a year, my mother should know her son's heart." In order not to harm pedestrians, I came here with Lang Jun. I don't have any other meaning, just because the son is bright and upright, respected by the people of the world, I really want to rely on him to help for three years, so as to win the emperor's title, and I also feel glorious under Jiuquan. “

The mother also knew that she had no malicious intentions, but she was afraid that she would not be able to have children.

Xiaoqian said: "Children are given by God. Lang Jun is destined to be blessed, he will have three sons of Guangzong Yaozu, and he will not have no children and grandchildren just because he is a ghost wife. “

The mother believed her and consulted with her son. Ning Caichen was very happy, so he set up a banquet and told his relatives and friends. Someone asked to meet the new daughter-in-law, Xiaoqing wore beautiful clothes and calmly came out to pay a visit.

The whole room looked at her in amazement, not only not suspecting that she was a ghost, but suspecting that she was a fairy. So Ning Caichen's relatives within the five suits all congratulated Xiaoqian with gifts and competed to associate with her.

Xiaoqian is good at painting orchids and plum blossoms, and always responds with paintings. Anyone who gets her paintings treasures them and feels very honored.

One day, Xiaoqian bowed her head and leaned in front of the window, feeling melancholy, like she had lost her soul. She suddenly asked, "Where is the skin?" Ning Caichen said: "Because you are afraid of it, you put it in another room." “

Xiaoqian said: "I have accepted the breath of a living person for a long time, and I am no longer afraid. It should be hung on the head of the bed!" Ning Sheng asked her what was wrong.

Xiaoqian said: "For three days, I was terrified and uneasy. I think it's a monster in the temple, and I hate that I'm hiding far away, and I'm afraid that sooner or later I'll find here. Ning Caichen brought the skin.

Xiao Qian looked at it repeatedly and said, "This is for the Sword Immortal to pretend to be a human head." It's so dilapidated that I don't know how many people I've killed! I saw it today, and I still have goosebumps on my body. “

After saying that, he hung the sword bag on the head of the bed. The next day, Xiaoqian asked the move to hang on the door again. sat in front of the candle at night and told Ning Caichen not to sleep. Suddenly, something fell like a bird, and Xiao Qian hid in the curtain in panic.

Ning Caichen saw that this thing was shaped like a yaksha, with electric eyes and bloody tongues, and two claws scratching and stretching out. When he came to the door, he stopped, lingered for a long time, and gradually approached the skin, and plucked it with his paws, as if to scratch it.

There was a sudden sound in the skin, and it became the size of two bamboo baskets, and in a trance, there was a ghost, protruding half of its body, and pulling the yaksha into it, and then it fell silent, and the skin suddenly retracted back to its original size.

Ning Caichen was both frightened and surprised. Xiao Qian came out and said very happily: "It's okay!" They looked into their skins and saw that there were only a few buckets of clear water. A few years later, Ning Sheng was really admitted to the Jinshi, and Xiaoqian gave birth to a boy. Ning Sheng took another concubine, and they each gave birth to a boy. The three children later became officials, and they had a good reputation.

Seeing this, Tianxuan ended the casting of this spell, because Tianxuan used a time mirror, so what was displayed on it was just a picture of installing the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

But after Yan Chixia read this, she was already satisfied.