But the ranger is a second-realm qi practitioner, not a common person who kneades at will, and the ghosts in the Shanjun Temple are finally a little more peaceful.

Mu Yun is happy to see it, his goal is always the one on the empty mountain, exposing his strength at the foot of the mountain too early, and it will inevitably startle the snake. The rat spirit has been on the road for 500 years, and it is more slippery than a loach, and he really has the heart to make a hole to hide, and there is really nothing he can do.

The ranger still didn't know that he did regard Mu Yun as a scholar.

He didn't even suspect what kind of scholar had the courage to leave the town in the middle of the night, first to walk through the mass grave, and then to wade through the icy river despite the hard work, and to spend the night in this shady and ruined temple.

Mu Yun's eyes flickered, and he had to shift the attention of the ghosts to the rangers.

He winced and glanced at the ranger, and held it for a long time before he said a sentence: "Ge, since Your Excellency is a sword immortal, I will give you some of this soju." ”

"I'll take it myself!"

The ranger was on the wine worm, but he was shy in his pocket, staring at the wine gourd on Mu Yun's waist, and his heart was like a cat's paw.

He heard Mu Yun's words, looked at his cowering appearance, scolded that the useless dog was a scholar, got up and walked towards Mu Yun and the others, and snatched the gourd directly from Mu Yun's waist.

Mu Yun was taken aback by him, and stammered: "Ge, Your Excellency drink slowly, I will take care of this wine for two months." ”

The ranger glanced at him with a wicked taste, raised the wine gourd, raised his head and drank it, not to mention half a catty of soju in his stomach, he burped and pouted: "Just a little broken wine, and you still want to take care of it for two months?

After speaking, he raised his head and poured two more sips in Mu Yun's almost begging gaze, and then threw the wine gourd to Mu Yun.

Cai Wei has already made a fire, crackling, the flames are burning more and more, and the cold night will be scorched with temperature.

Mu Yun and Cai Wei sat next to each other, the ranger glanced at the deserted corner where he was sitting before, looked at the bonfire again, sat down next to Mu Yun, and muttered: "Scholar, you go inside!"

Mu Yun moved his buttocks in, and the ranger glanced at Mu Yun from the top to the ground with a pair of eyes, and asked angrily: "Where is the person?

Mu Yun lowered his head and said uncomfortably: "It's not a small thing, it's a person from Lanling County in Yelang Country." ”

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he was like a mosquito fly: "Your Excellency said that I am a rich child, but a lost dog in the middle of the family." ”

The pitiful posture of crying and complaining, the ranger who saw the ancient way and was warm-hearted, sighed for a while.

Talking and talking, Mu Yun now made up a story: In the story, he is a scholar named Ning Caichen, whose father once worshiped Lanling Taishou, and is indeed a high-ranking family. But the year before last, there were evil ghosts in Lanling County, and they united with the black-hearted City God Temple, which made Lanling County restless, and the girls didn't dare to go out in broad daylight. The father asked for the people's life, wrote to the court, and asked the spy immortal master to quickly subdue the demon, who thought that there was a traitor in the Taishou Mansion, and the excerpt of the book fell into the hands of the city god.

That night, the generals of the city god poured out their nests and cooperated with several ghost cultivators to turn the Taishou Mansion upside down.

"Poor father, before he died, he still tried his best to instruct the next to kill the demons and return the people of Lanling to a bright future. ”

Mu Yun burst into tears when he told the story, and said the tragic scene touching and heartfelt, and at the end, he also said in a sonorous tone: "The demon who killed that day killed more than 200 people up and down my Taishou Mansion were all killed, and their heads hung on the willow tree! If it weren't for my cleverness and getting out of the dog hole, what Brother Tai saw at this moment would be my soul." I, Ning Caichen, will never forget this kind of blood feud, when I get famous, I will definitely be on the Jinluan Palace, ask the saint, send the spy immortal master back to punish the demon!"

"Brother, I can't imagine you, there is such a tragic story on your body!" Ranger took Mu Yunlou into his arms, and was slightly afraid of hitting him on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Since I met, I am your eldest brother, and I will cover you in the future." ”

Cai Wei's cherry mouth, through the black veil, couldn't close in surprise, she really couldn't figure it out if she wanted to break her head!

Isn't Gongzi the descendant of Longhu Mountain, and what the hell is that Lanling Taishou? Two years ago, he shouldn't have practiced in Longhu Mountain?

Cai Wei hadn't figured it out yet, but she saw Mu Yun change her previous cramped and cringed expression, and hooked up with the ranger, commensurate with her brother.

Mu Yun said: "Big brother, I see that you are immortal, you must be a master, where did you kill demons before?"

The "Great Xia Dynasty" ranger drank a pound of courage, full of pride in the rivers and lakes, like a flood bursting the embankment, and couldn't stop it: "The Great Xia Dynasty, which is rich and strong, have you heard of it?"

"Naturally, I have heard it, it is written in the book that the Great Xia Dynasty, with a land of tens of millions and a population of hundreds of billions, is the most powerful dynasty in the southern Toad. Mu Yun replied.

"I didn't expect you to be a dog, but I still have a little knowledge, I'm from the Great Xia Dynasty. The land of your Yelang Country, compared to the Great Xia Kingdom, is a fart!" Ranger talked about his identity, and said with arrogance: "It's not a secret, foolish brother Liu Haoran is the National Teacher's Mansion of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the registered spy immortal master!"

"Oh my God!" Mu Yun covered his mouth: "Big brother, you are actually a mountain man!"

He touched the sword of the ranger Liu Haoran, and looked envious: "This must be the treasure of the immortal family, I Ning Caichen in this life, if I can have the opportunity to cultivate, although I will die, I will have no regrets!"

Liu Haoran's heart was overjoyed, patted Mu Yun's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Brother, there are some things that you can't force." Not everyone is like your eldest brother, with excellent qualifications, so that they can grasp the opportunity on the mountain. ”

Mu Yun's mouth was blown through the sky, but his heart was half cold, the ranger was not only unbearable, but also a papier-mâché second realm, a saber, or an ordinary iron sword.

With such a cultivation, if you fight in the second half of the night, you will definitely not be the opponent of those ghosts.

But for the sake of his own plan, he can only ignore his conscience and continue to direct the anger of ghosts to the ranger.

"Big brother, you said that there will be no ghosts in this broken temple, right?"

"What are you afraid of!" the ranger stood up suddenly, holding his iron sword, a little bluffing.

He said boldly: "What if there is? My sword has slashed countless demons. Don't talk about a few little ghosts, even if it's the sinful City God in your mouth, I can cut it with one sword!"

"I'm afraid he won't come!" Liu Haoran glanced at Cai Wei, and his expression was bright: "The night is long, and there is no pastime." If there are really ghosts, it should be regarded as sword practice. ”

Mu Yun applauded happily: "Awesome, with the eldest brother here, I can sit back and relax." ”

In the darkness, the cold wind blew open the temple door, and there was a boom, which made Mu Yun tremble: "Big brother, there are ghosts!"

Liu Haoran unsheathed his long sword: "Don't be afraid, there is me!"

’——

Above the head of the mountain monarch, the ghost will have an indifferent look in his eyes, staring at Liu Haoran.

How many dishes do you drink like this?

The little ghosts that the mountain monarchs turned into were waving their flags and shouting, just waiting for the ghost to give an order.

But it's okay, I haven't tasted the taste of being a human being for a long time, and I miss it very much.