Guobei County is not too far from here, Zhou Yan and Ning Caichen walked for more than an hour before they saw a slightly small county seat, in which people were chaotic, and the streets were full of people to drink, sell, and move around.

Today happens to be the festival of "Menglan Bon Festival", in this world every year on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month is "Bon Festival", "Bon Festival", also known as "Zhongyuan Festival" (in a certain sense, Zhongyuan Festival belongs to Taoism, Bon Festival belongs to Buddhism), and in some places it is commonly known as "Ghost Festival", "Shi Gu", also known as the Day of the Dead, and the half of July. "Halloween", commonly known as "July and a half". It is said that the ancestors who died were released by the king of Hades for half a month in early July, so there is a custom of receiving ancestors in early July and sending ancestors in half of July. According to Buddhism, on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, Buddhists hold a "Obon puja" to worship the Buddha and monks to overcome the six sufferings and to repay their parents for their long-term kindness.

The so-called Obon, according to the "Buddha Says the Bon Sutra Shu": "The Bon is the language of the Western Regions, and this cloud hangs upside down; If you follow the customs, you should save the hanging basin." The formation of the puja originated from this Buddhist scripture of more than 800 words, which said: Mulian saw his dead mother with the eyes of heaven and starved ghosts, suffered and could not be saved, so he galloped to the White Buddha. The Buddha's method of relief is to collect a hundred flavors of food and food in the Bon on July 15 when the monks are in distress, and make offerings to the monks of the ten directions when the monks are in distress. The parents of the seventh generation have to get rid of the suffering of hungry ghosts, give birth to people, heaven, and enjoy happiness. This is the origin of the Bon Festival.

Zhou Yan fixed his eyes and saw that most of the people walking on this street were selling some paper money, incense, coffins, sacrifices and other sacrificial things into the earth, and some of them were holding blades and sharp weapons in their hands, looking fierce and vicious, as if the scene of the troubled times was vividly expressed here, it was really a bull, a ghost, a snake and a god, wanton and rampant.

"Brother Zhou, since we have arrived at the place, then we will leave first, after all, I still have something to do, and I want to go to collect the accounts, so I won't accompany you Brother Zhou first", after Ning Caichen arrived in Guobei County, he was obviously relieved, he straightened the washed and faded clothes on his body with his hands, and said goodbye to Zhou Yan.

"Well, Brother Ning, take care, maybe we'll meet again soon. However, I look at your face, Brother Ning, this time I went to ask for the account, maybe there will be some twists and turns, and I can't easily get the account", Zhou Yan smiled slightly meaningfully.

"Oh, it turns out that Brother Zhou will also know the method of seeing the appearance of the warlocks of the rivers and lakes, but", Ning Caichen's voice changed, and he said in a firm tone: "I hope that Brother Zhou will not indulge in these sideways and ghosts." After all, there are clouds in the book: the child is silent, and the strange power is confused. As a scholar, we should respect ghosts and gods and stay away. What demons, monsters, gods and Buddhas are all vain talk, "Liezi Tianrui" has a saying: all things are born, and people are the most expensive. Brother Zhou, we should focus on reading. ”

"Hehehe, what Brother Ning said is very true, what he said is very true, and he has been taught here for his brother", Zhou Yan didn't expect that his casual remarks would cause Ning Caichen to react so much, and he hurriedly responded with a smile.

Hmph, you can talk about it now, I want to see if you meet Nie Xiaoqian, you will still look like a scholar.

Also, I'm not a serious scholar in the first place, it's just an identity arranged for me by Prince Qing. Zhou Yan said secretly in his heart.

After separating from Ning Caichen, Zhou Yan didn't know where to go for the time being, although he was definitely going to Lanruo Temple to watch a good play, but now the actor who is acting has not gone to him first, and it is not interesting, and there is no drama to watch.

Zhou Yan, who had nothing to do, began to wander around the street to see if he could find something good.

About a cup of tea later, Zhou Yan was standing in front of a stall, his eyes staring intently ahead, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

This is a stall selling paintings, and there are many scrolls rolled up on the stall, and at the back of the stall hang several portraits of landscapes and characters.

"Hehe, Childe, you have such good taste. The paintings on my booth are all everyone's work. If you are interested in buying it, put up a price", the owner of the painting stall saw Zhou Yan standing on his stall and did not leave, and immediately felt that business was coming, and his face smiled like a flower, and asked Zhou Yan diligently. You know, here, everyone is panicking, but few people will buy his portrait on this stall, because sometimes there is money to buy it and may not have time to appreciate it, not to mention that there are not many sincere people who will be vassal and elegant here, and the business of Lao Wang, who sells coffins next door, is better than himself, alas!

"Oh, I don't know, how did you sell this painting?" Zhou Yan smiled lightly and asked casually.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, a painting only costs one or two pieces of silver", when the boss heard it, he immediately felt that there was a play this time. I didn't even dare to say that the price was high, for fear that Zhou Yan wouldn't buy it, you know, it turned out that he was selling for three taels of silver for a painting. God is pitiful, this is finally a customer, how can you not let it go.

"Well, give this a tael of silver, give me that beautiful woman shampooing picture!" Zhou Yan took out a tael of silver from his arms and handed it to the boss.

The boss hurriedly continued, "Haole", happily took down the picture of the beautiful woman washing her hair that Zhou Yan wanted from the easel behind him, rolled it up, and handed it to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan smiled lightly in his heart, he didn't expect that he really found a good thing in his unintentional trip. Although this painting is not of much use to herself, but for her, hehe!

That's right, what Zhou Yan got was the painting of Nie Xiaoqian washing her hair in the original plot, this painting can be said to be her most precious sustenance for Nie Xiaoqian in addition to her ashes.

Zhou Yan looked at the sky, calculated the time, it was late, and it should be almost now, it is estimated that Ning Caichen should not have received the account now, and he needs to go to Lanruo Temple to spend the night first. It's ink time for yourself, and it's time to go.

The haunted name of Lanruo Temple is still very famous in Guobei County, and soon, Zhou Yan asked for the way to Lanruo Temple.

On the way to Lanruo Temple, Zhou Yan encountered a few wild wolves, maybe the few wild wolves that Ning Caichen encountered in the original plot, it was still very casual to clean them up with Zhou Yan's cultivation of the Divine Realm, Zhou Yan didn't even bother to use the wind god legs, and directly used the true qi to divide five by two to clean them up.

However, Zhou Yan found that there was a faint demonic aura on these wild wolves, and they were still dull-looking, like puppets.

Actually, Zhou Yan guessed right. These wild wolves are the villain boss of the Lanruo Temple, the thousand-year-old tree demon, who is controlled by demon magic, in order to drive people to the Lanruo Temple to provide yang energy for themselves. Otherwise, with Ning Caichen's small body without a few taels of meat, how could he outrun a four-legged wolf? He would have been buried in the wolf's mouth a long time ago, but they didn't want to eat him in the first place, so Ning Caichen was lucky enough to come to Lanruo Temple and staged that singing and crying ghost love.

"Bah, Bah, Bah", Zhou Yan, who had just approached Lanruo Temple, heard the sound of a fight. Could it be that Ning Caichen hasn't come yet? Otherwise, Xiahou Swordsman and Yan Chixia should stop fighting.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan quickened his pace, his heart moved, and he unfolded a "chasing the wind and shadows", rushing towards the place where the sound came from.

"It's time for you to finish fighting!"

Zhou Yan, who had just arrived at the place, heard Ning Caichen's faint and trembling voice, he took a closer look and found that Ning Caichen's situation was not very good, he was caught between the person who had met with him who was analyzed by himself as a Xiahou swordsman and a man with a full beard, a crazy face, and shabby clothes, and a man with a big beard, a crazy face, and shabby clothes, and he really didn't dare to move, and the atmosphere around him was very dignified.

Ning Caichen saw Zhou Yan coming, his face showed a hint of joy, and he hurriedly squeezed his eyebrows at Zhou Yan, wanting Zhou Yan to help him and let him get out of here, which was too scary.

Zhou Yan shook his head at Ning Caichen and signaled him to calm down, he would be fine.

Nonsense, if people want to kill him, they will kill him early, then slaughtering him is really as casual as slaughtering a chicken. I can't beat them, a Xiahou swordsman, I can still deal with it, but with a Yan Chixia who doesn't know the depths, I still want to live a little longer, but I don't want to see King Yama sooner.

"Brother Xiahou, you and I have been fighting for seven years, and you have lost for seven years", the bearded man who seemed to be Yan Chixia changed his voice and said: "However, you are quite patient, where I avoid, where you chase you." ”

"Yan Chixia", that bearded man is really Yan Chixia. I heard Xiahou Swordsman continue: "I didn't expect that you would sharpen your sword sharper in Lanruo Temple for half a month. ”

"No", Yan Chixia shook her head again and again, and denied it: "It's just that you have wasted your time, your ambitions are too big, and you don't want to be motivated." For the sake of the false name of the first sword of the inner disciple, you are too sharp, your intentions are not right, you are uncertain with your moves, the fire is too big, and your moves are strong and weak. ”

Wait, Zhou Yan, who was standing on the side, heard this, and felt strange, in the original plot, the Xiahou swordsman should be competing for the title of the first sword in the world! It seems that you can't blindly believe in the plot, after all, this is a real world, not a movie of more than 100 minutes. Come to think of it, both of them are sword wielders, and perhaps, they both come from the same sect.

After all, in the previous life, Yan Chixia's inheritance of exercises had always been a mystery. However, according to them, Yan Chixia was from a cultivation sect.

"Hmph", in the face of Yan Chixia's aggressive words, Xiahou Swordsman snorted coldly, and his face became more and more ugly.

"You still have a problem, that is, the sword is fast and inaccurate", Yan Chixia continued to mock.

"Yan Chixia, you're enough, I'm here to compete with you, not to listen to your preaching. You, you, you", Xiahou swordsman couldn't hold back anymore in the face of Yan Chixia's cynicism, and as soon as the long sword in his hand moved, he wanted to strike again.

"Don't, don't, don't, bearded, you're really, he can't beat you, and you still talk about him. Isn't he so faceless?" At this time, Ning Caichen couldn't help it anymore, he saw that Zhou Yan had no intention of making a move, so he had no choice but to save himself, and hurriedly unraveled left and right, in a vain attempt to resolve their killing intentions, he forcibly endured the uneasiness in his heart, and said in a trembling tone: "And you, he is right! No one wants to fight with you, they have already avoided you, why are you so troubled! It's better to put down the sword and touch the other party with your love." Do you know that the world is infinite and love is eternal? This is the world of love, not the world of the sword, and love is the most powerful weapon......

At this time, Ning Caichen was already suppressed by the momentum of the two of them, and began to speak a little incoherently. In fact, if he hadn't usually asked for accounts for others, and his courage was greater than that of ordinary readers, perhaps, he would have been unconscious now, let alone be able to speak to persuade them.