The roads are becoming more difficult to navigate, and the population is becoming scarce. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Zhang Zixiang rode a little donkey, according to the address said by the boss, and moved forward for a while.

Tsk, if it weren't for the innkeeper's reminder, he really wouldn't have noticed that Chang'an, which is famous for its prosperity, would still have such a desolate place. The road is getting more and more difficult to walk, there is no one around, and weeds more than one person tall are everywhere, intricately occupying the original road, which also makes Zhang Zixiang's actions even more slow.

In such a desolate place, would anyone really build a temple here?

Suddenly, the little donkey that Zhang Zixiang was riding upside down stopped and called out a little crampedly.

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong?" Zhang Zixiang turned over and stroked his hair along the donkey. This little donkey has lived on Longhu Mountain since he was a child, and he is the most psychic. It can make it feel uneasy and stop moving, and it seems that there is something wrong with this "thing" in front of it!

The little donkey whirled around a large stone entwined with vines, and its bright eyes looked anxiously at its owner.

Zhang Zixiang stretched out his hand to pick up the vines, and the three simple and profound characters of "Lanruo Temple" jumped out.

This is Lanruo Temple?

Zhang Zixiang was startled, looked around, and saw that not far away, an ancient temple that had been abandoned for a long time was located in a wilderness so alone. The surrounding weeds were so vigorous that they blocked Zhang Zixiang's view and did not let him find it in the first place.

It's really weird!

The appearance of this temple is so eerie and terrifying, but there is no cold aura of evil ghosts inside, and there is even a faint hint of peaceful spiritual power fluctuations in the Buddhist family.

So, are the rumors mostly chasing after the wind and shadows? Or is this evil ghost's mana too high and hidden too deep, so that he, the authentic descendant of Longhu Mountain, can't feel it?

If you come here, you will be safe, and now I have nowhere to go. Zhang Zixiang smiled self-deprecatingly, patted the back of the little donkey who was still in a temper and refused to go in, and whispered "comforting": "Xiao Hei! If you don't go in again, I will have to leave you here." This uninhabited, jackals, tigers and leopards are all hungry, seeing you such a tender and juicy little donkey. Tsk, I don't know what's going to happen......"

The little donkey shuddered, looked at the unreliable master with resentful eyes, and snorted in disdain.

But the donkey couldn't resist the bad master, and Xiao Hei could only be reluctantly led by Zhang Zixiang into the eerie Lanruo Temple.

But the temple is really dilapidated! As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by dust and cobwebs that fill the room. The original treasure and solemn Buddha in the main hall is now only half of the Laer is still on his lotus platform, and the remaining half of the Laer fell to the ground, mixed with the dust deposited for many years, and has long been connected with the earth. Only the few pillars that are still standing tenaciously and the murals on the walls that have not changed color after the erosion of time remain quietly, as if they are still telling the heyday of the year.

The little donkey's little black snorted dissatisfiedly, expressing his disdain for this place.

Zhang Zixiang was also sprayed with dust flying in the sky and coughed again and again. However, when you go out, some people have to thank God for living, where is the right to be suspicious. It is better to have tiles to cover your head, than the sky as a quilt, the ground as a bed, and the cold wind blows your belly!

Zhang Zixiang patted Xiao Hei's head, drove it aside, searched around, spread some hay on the ground, and lay down to stretch his muscles. Hey!

After a tired day, Zhang Zixiang's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When he was sleeping soundly, suddenly a "jingling" extremely harsh piano sound came, interrupting Zhang Zixiang's sweet dream.

How can we evaluate the sound of this harp? It is like the cry of a night owl, the sound of sawing wood, the sound of gold and iron...... The culmination of the most unpleasant sounds in the world! People who can play the piano like this are considered to be rare in the world!

Zhang Zixiang stood up with an unkind face, sleepy-eyed looking for the perpetrator of this disturbing dream. The voice came from the backyard, that bastard must be in the backyard! Zhang Zixiang pinched the charm in his hand and rushed over through gritted teeth. It doesn't matter if you are a human, a ghost or a demon, disturbing my sleep, I want you to know why the flowers are so red!

He pushed open the gate of the backyard of Lanruo Temple and looked out from the inside, but saw a scene that seemed to be in a painting.

A dilapidated pavilion in the backyard of Lanruo Temple showed a bit of gloom in the moonlight, and the lotus pond in front of the pavilion had already failed miserably, leaving only a few lotus flowers growing tenaciously in the pond that was about to dry up. And in that pavilion, a peerless beauty who seemed to be twenty-eight years old was smiling there. The willow eyebrows are crooked, the eyes are watery, the corners of the mouth are smiling, and the delicately unblemished face is as pale as snow, but the plain face is still radiant. Different from the popular "bun", her long black hair has no decoration, and it is so willful that it is draped around her waist, but it makes her even more charming. A deep white coat set off her slender waist. What a beautiful woman, what a picture of a beauty under the moon!

If you don't count the terrible sound!

In front of the beauty, Zhang Zixiang, who originally came out angrily to subdue the demon and subdue the demon, was also a little embarrassed, and secretly hid the charm in his hand into his sleeve.

The beauty played the piano well, and was frightened by Zhang Zixiang, who rushed out to find trouble, and the movements in her hands stopped involuntarily, and the originally noisy and noisy piano sound finally disappeared, but the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

Zhang Zixiang and the beautiful woman stared at each other for a long time, and in the end, it was the beautiful woman who was the first to lose, blushing and turning her head to the side.

Zhang Zixiang also realized that he was a little abrupt, and anxiously wanted to say something to explain, and blurted out: "Immortals?"

Beauty didn't react.

Zhang Zixiang asked again: "Monsters?"

The beauty's movements froze, and she turned her head to look at Zhang Zixiang.

Zhang Zixiang, who got the correct answer, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you!"

The atmosphere between the two began to cool again.

I don't know how long it took, just when Zhang Zixiang couldn't help but speak, the beauty finally opened his mouth to break the deadlock: "Who are you?"

The voice is as melodious as a yellow bird, which matches her appearance very well. But I don't know why playing the piano is so difficult to hear, should it be said that there is no perfect thing in the world?

"Under Zhang Zixiang. Young and promising, graceful, handsome and chic, he is still unmarried. Travel the world, eliminate violence, peace and goodness, and relieve the people. Come to your place, bother one or two, and ask Haihan. Miss's name, can you tell us?" Zhang Zixiang immediately came to his senses, and a string of tongue twisters seemed to introduce himself so quickly, and he also gave back a question by the way. But what is this introduced...... After traveling around the world for so long, it seems that his skin is not as thin as he imagined!

"The flower demon is flying in smoke and has seen Childe. Feiyan bowed slightly, raised her head, but just met Zhang Zixiang's gaze staring at her, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, turning her head and not daring to look at him. Zhang Zixiang looked at it, and he was a little stupid again.

The moonlight outside the pavilion is just right, the bright moonlight is a layer of silver for the earth, the little donkey Xiao Hei who doesn't know what happened at all snorted in his sleep, woke up, looked at the owner who was still in a daze not far away, shook its big head, and fell into a sweet sleep......