After Xiahou left, Ling Feng walked into the temple and found that Yan Chixia was arguing with Ning Caichen, only to hear Yan Chixia say: "The scholar will leave here quickly the next day after staying tonight, do you know?" ”

"Are there bandits here?"

Before Yan Chixia could answer him

"It's a lot scarier than bandits. Ling Feng walked in slowly. Yan Chixia glanced at Ling Feng strangely and said, "Since you know that there are those ghost things, why do you still come here and look for death." After saying that, he was still very angry.

Ning Caichen's eyes lit up after seeing Ling Feng walk in, and he hurriedly walked to Ling Feng's side, after all, compared to the fierce Yan Chixia, Ling Feng's appearance was not too good, Ning Caichen gave a salute and said, "I don't know what Brother Tai is called." ”

At this time, Ling Feng was able to take a closer look at Ning Caichen's appearance, how did the groove look like charcoal that had just been burned in the fire, Ling Feng then remembered that Pu Songling's original description of Ning Caichen was that he had a good wife in his family, and his life was the same, which roughly meant that he had a wife at home, and his face was like a black charcoal. However, thinking about it, since Ning Caichen had said hello, Ling Feng was a cultural person after all, so he couldn't ignore him.

"In the next, Jinhua County Lingfeng. Ling Feng said.

"Ah! You are Ling Feng, the first genius in Jinhua County who made poems such as "Compassion for Nong" and "Yongliu". Hearing this name, Ning Caichen pointed at Ling Feng's mouth in surprise as if he had thought of something.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. "Ling Feng really doesn't dare to be, after all, he has traveled to this world for so long, although he has a good understanding of Confucianism, but he still hasn't reached this level to make his own poems that have been circulated, and besides, if the time-traveler doesn't copy two ancient poems, pretending to be forced, is it still called a time-traveler.

Although Ling Feng didn't dare to say it as sincere and sincere in three words, listening to it in Ning Caichen's ears was a sign of modesty, and he couldn't help but think a little more highly of Ling Feng, and he still had to say something. The bearded Yan Chixia spoke.

"I don't care who you are, get out of here after tonight, this is not the place for you two scholars to come, and don't come out if you hear any movement tonight, otherwise you won't blame me for not reminding you if you die." Yan Chixia already has this beard, and her face is also quite fierce, and the deliberate ferociousness she is now pretending to scare these two scholars is naturally even more terrifying.

Ning Caichen saw Yan Chixia like this, and then thought of the group of strongmen he met on the way to Guobei Town, and suddenly found that Yan Chixia seemed to be more fierce, thinking of this, Ning Caichen's legs trembled even more, but he wanted to refute on his face, but was interrupted by Ling Feng.

"I should obey what the hero said, but I have been interested in these gods and ghosts since I was a child, and recently I heard that there are strange haunts in this Lanruo Temple, so I have the courage to come and investigate, and ask the hero to solve my doubts. ”

"Brother Ling, Zi is silent, how can you listen to these rumors. Ning Caichen hurriedly said to Ling Feng, of course, if his voice didn't tremble, maybe his persuasion would be a little higher.

"Hahaha, you kid doesn't know that you're not afraid of death, you're disgusted with life. Ordinary people can't hide from these things, but you take the initiative to go up, but since you want to see it, let me tell you, there are also some scholars like you who have become people and ghosts under this Lanruo Temple after being sucked dry of yang energy, do you want to go and take a look?" Yan Chixia smiled when she heard Ling Feng's words. In fact, he wanted to scare Ling Feng, a scholar, and prevent him from going to some places without knowing whether he was alive or dead in the future and losing his life in vain.

"I don't dare to ask for it. It's just that it's getting late today, so why don't you go again tomorrow?" Ling Feng said in surprise. Of course, this surprise is pretended, and now Ling Feng just wants to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, pretending to be a weak scholar. Otherwise, if she shows that she is very powerful as soon as she comes up, will Xiao Qian's sister still dare to come? Of course, Ling Feng just wanted to see what Xiao Qianmei's paper looked like, and he didn't think anything wrong about her (probably). In the final analysis, a ghost is nothing more than a cloud of yin attribute energy, and doing it with a ghost is no different from doing it with a cloud of air, unless that ghost cultivates into a ghost immortal. Ordinary cultivators who have reached the realm of Ling Feng will take the **** thing very lightly, Ling Feng has not experienced the experience of the Dao Heart, and the person who directly realizes the Dharma through the Dao Yun Although the cultivation speed is extremely fast, there is no corresponding realm, in other words, it is very easy to use his own power to do nonsense, but Ling Feng at this time does not know this.

Yan Chixia saw Ling Feng's eager performance, snorted coldly, and returned to her room with a black face, Yan Chixia's room is on the right side of the main hall, Ning Caichen and Ling Feng live in a room on the left, it's not that the room is not enough, but Ning Caichen is too timid to pull Ling Feng to live in a house, as soon as he enters the room, Ling Feng fainted Ning Caichen, saying that this point technique is based on "The body has no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a good heart." The main function of this verse is that in addition to the point, you can also share the same mind as the lover, it is impossible, but it can anticipate the enemy's opportunity. Ling Feng didn't know how powerful Lu Xiaofeng's Spirit Rhino Finger was, but Ling Feng didn't think that his Spirit Rhino Finger would lose to Lu Xiaofeng.

After stunning Ning Caichen, he waited slowly.

When night fell, the silver moon sprinkled all over the earth, all kinds of small animals were active under the illumination of this moonlight, they unconsciously absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, maybe one day they could turn into demons, but now they are not even born with spiritual intelligence. Lanruo Temple, the largest gathering place of monsters near Jinhua County, there is no sign of animal activity around, not even the sound of insects, Ling Feng meditates in the window, the silver-white moonlight mixed with the starlight in the sky sprinkled around Ling Feng, looking holy and mysterious.

"Ding Ding Ding" A melodious sound of the piano woke Ling Feng up from his cultivation,

The sound of the piano is melodious, in the quiet night sky, for a moment like the fragrance of flowers, blowing through people's hearts, for a while like a trickling stream, flowing through the heart, and for a while like a gust of breeze, soothing the soul; For a while, it was like a drizzle, telling the truth. Ling Feng couldn't help but be attracted by the sound of the piano. Walking slowly, he slowly approached the source of the sound. The white clothes are fluttering, there are many exposed places on the body, and the modern women's clothes are of course incomparable, but in ancient times it is also extremely bold, go closer to see its appearance light pink makeup, more delicate facial features, pink peach blossoms, more transparent like water tenderness, and its piano playing action is more elegant but see its slightly blessed body, gracefully sitting. The jade finger is lightly raised, revealing the slender and white jade finger, touching the surface of the piano, condensing and pondering, the sound of the piano sounded in vain in the hall, the sound of the piano is euphemistic but resolute, and the coupon comes, and it seems to be noble flowing water, bubbling charm.

Fang felt Ling Feng's arrival, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Seeing Ling Feng, Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be very scared and slightly panicked.

Although he knew that he was pretending, Ling Feng couldn't help but comfort him when he saw his frowning appearance: "Don't be afraid, girl, I'm not a villain." ”

Nie Xiaoqian seemed to believe Ling Feng's words when she heard them, and said in a low voice.

"Slave family, Nie Xiaoqian. ”