In the evening, when Xu Xian and the others returned to Lanruo Temple, they learned that the book was dead and dead. Xu Xian was stunned when he heard the news, and then sighed, he couldn't save him after all. But the road is your own, and all others can do is remind you to help, not make choices for you.

Both of them were brave people, and when they went to the east wing to take a look at the corpse, there were no injuries on the corpse, and the dead scholar still had a drunken smile on his face, only a small hole in the center of his foot, and there was faint blood flowing out. In this kind of weird scene, Rao is two people were extraordinary, and they also took a breath of cold air.

The scholar was just crying at the corpse, but it was himself who was crying, the master died inexplicably, even if he could wash away the involvement, his fate would probably not be much better, and the thin voice added a cold atmosphere.

Xu Xian and Ning Caichen lit a bonfire in the Buddha hall, tending to be cold, and today the two of them bought some things and planned to invite Yan Chixia to drink together in the evening, which was counted as a thank you for yesterday's hospitality. Wine was simmering on the fire, paper-wrapped cooked food was set aside, and both of them were a little silent. Originally, I asked the scholar to come over, but the scholar said that he would pack up his things and come back.

After a long time, the scholar still didn't come, Xu Xian couldn't help but look for him, but found the corpse of the scholar in the grass in the courtyard, a hole in his chest, and his heart was gone. A package next to it was sprinkled with a little gold and silver, thinking that the scholar wanted to run away with his belongings, but he didn't know that the evil thought sounded, and the evil ghost came to the door.

The bonfire is blazing, and behind him is the Buddha with a solemn treasure, is the Dharma boundless and has no way to take people's hearts? Or is this evil ghost killing people also part of the Dharma? Otherwise, why are there six realms of reincarnation? Why is there a hell of the underworld?

Xu Xian sat and pondered, the death of these two people was the proper plot in the book, he had done his best, and he was worthy of himself. I don't have a good impression of their greed for money and lust. But there are always some troubles pestering him, good people, is he just dead? greedy for money, lustful or lustful, but human nature, just like the angler puts down the hook, the fish devours the fish, even if it deserves it?

Yan Chixia came back to let the stagnant atmosphere in the court be sent, and he strode into the hall with wide shoulders and long arms, and said with a smile: "I just entered the door of this temple and asked about the smell of wine." But he noticed the strange looks of the two, "What's the matter, they are all crying." ”

Xu Xian looked at the rough man, and also felt a little more secure, so he talked about what happened today.

Yan Chixia frowned, and her two thick eyebrows were tangled together, "I'm afraid that the demon is harmful!" But the people's hearts are unswerving, and the demon is difficult to infringe." There was a hint of contempt in his tone, but he didn't know if it was a ghost or a human who was contemptuous, maybe it was both!

Ning Caichen said loudly: "That's exactly the truth, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door." Brother Yan, for your words, I toast you. ”

Xu Xian frowned secretly, he still couldn't fully agree with the ideas of the ancients, but Yan Chixia had lived here for a long time, although he went out early and returned late every day, but with his ability, he should know that there were ghosts here, why didn't he care?

Thinking about the method of demon killing, Xu Xian sighed, this person who probably feels that death is all to blame! It's just that even if he is greedy for money and lustful, he should not die under such a trap. The fate is determined by heaven, but the road is his own, Xu Xian didn't want to question other people's choices, but he was determined to sweep away the ghosts and ghosts of this Lanruo Temple. Qinghong Sword is lying beside him, but he still needs to borrow the power of one person.

The three of them drank and ate meat, and the three upright and bold people met together with the feeling of having a thousand cups of wine and confidants, and in the dark and dreary hall, the pride, chivalry, and righteousness that were worthy of heaven and earth filled the entire hall.

In the deeper darkness outside the main hall, countless faint peeping eyes were shocked by this aura, where did they dare to approach.

When the wine was drunk, Xu Xian smiled and asked Yan Chixia what she had done in her life.

Yan Chixia only talked about it briefly, without the slightest hint of self-restraint. Ning Caichen knew that the man in front of him was a swordsman, and he was immediately interested, and he asked again and again, Yan Chixia had nothing to hide, and he said calmly. Neither pretend to be modest nor pompous.

Punish the criminals, kill the unjust, look around and kill, and do not leave ten steps.

In this way, the two of them were fascinated, and they hated that they were the ones who fought the sword, and Ning Caichen wanted to learn from this on the spot.

Yan Chixia said: "Jun's surname is upright, you can learn this way, but the high hall in the family is still there, how can you not take fame to serve the old mother." ”

Ning Caichen immediately said with a straight face: "Brother Yan is reasonable, I am abrupt, filial piety comes first, and people who are not filial are not chivalrous." "After saying that, he punished himself with a glass.

Talking and laughing, the meat has been eaten, and there is still more wine. Xu Xian felt that for the two of them, why should others pour wine, naturally the wine was drunk immediately, and after listening to Yan Chixia's deeds, it was not enough to be happy.

"When I hear a poem, it is for you. Xu Xian said and recited aloud: "

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

Yan Chixia muttered, "The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world." His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he laughed and said: "My generation is also a cultivator, but the age is only a hundred years, no different from ordinary people, what do you want, do not seek immortality, but seek death without regrets." ”

Drink hot wine and pour the blocks in the chest, and hold the cold blade to comfort your heart. Although this world is obscure and unknown, there is a man who walks alone with a sword.

Xu Xian exhaled a deep breath of wine and said loudly: "Please borrow the sword to take a look!"

Yan Chixia showed it angrily, not as long as a foot, and Yingying was also a small sword. looked at Xu Xian, under the thick eyebrows, a pair of snowy eyes were black and white.

Xu Xian said again: "Please borrow a sword." Looking directly at Yan Chixia's sword-like eyes, because she was selfless, she was strong.

After staring at each other for a long time, Yan Chixia laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, today Yan someone will clear the demon atmosphere for Jundang, and return this place to a bright place." ”

Saying that, he abandoned the sword bag, threw the small sword in his hand high, and with a long roar, the small sword grew in the wind, turning into a sword light and galloping out. Yan Chixia jumped out of the hall, and Xu Xian also followed closely with the Qinghong Sword.

There were countless cries of terror and resentment in the darkness, and the place where the sword light shone immediately fell silent. Yan Chixia's laughter was even more dazzling than this sword light.

For many years, the temple has harmed people, been killed, and harmed ghosts. The evil ghost Yaksha does not know how many mortals, and at this moment he is in great trouble, gritting his teeth and swarming.

A few slightly human-shaped ghosts crawled out of the lotus pond under the steps, and pounced on Yan Chixia, and the sword light flying in the air flashed through, but the ghosts were paralyzed and looked like a puddle of fishy sludge. An electric eye bloody tongue Yaksha howled and flew in, Yan Chixia pointed at the void like a sword, and Yaksha immediately fell to the ground. Hurriedly stepped across the corridor, but stretched out a huge hand around the corner and grabbed it, seeing that if it was grasped, the golden stone would be shattered, but when she caught Yan Chixia, she was like being pricked by a needle, and she retracted when she landed.

Xu Xian didn't expect that there were so many demons and monsters here, and when he thought that he was living in such a ghost cave, he also broke out in a cold sweat. But seeing that Yan Chixia's face was like iron, fearless, and proud, Xu Xian said loudly: "Brother Yan, I'm here to help you." ”

At this time, a black shadow that was as real as a void pounced on Xu Xian, Xu Xian swung his sword with his backhand, and the black shadow smiled fiercely: "Fan Jian also wants to kill me." The voice was terrible, and I couldn't avoid it.

Xu Xian just slashed down with a sword, and the black shadow immediately turned into two ends, and let out an exclamation: "How is it possible?" twisted and wanted to gather together, Xu Xian slashed down with several swords, and immediately turned into green smoke and disappeared, and the resentful curse Xu Xian turned a deaf ear. A faint golden light began to shine on his body, and the Qinghong Sword in his hand was also dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.

A pair of golden eyes gradually revealed a ruthless taste, and walked two steps to keep up with Yan Chixia in front, and the pressure of Yan Chixia, who was being besieged, was reduced, and she felt a faint warmth. The golden light on Xu Xian's body behind him became more and more intense, shining on the ghosts, and they all let out a cry of pain, as if they were being burned.

With a cold snort, the giant hand grabbed it again, but this time it was at Xu Xian, Yan Chixia's sword light was speeding away from three zhang, and it was too late to help. Xu Xian has a way of cultivation, but his body is still a mortal body, how can he be caught by this.

Xu Xian swung his sword and struck, sparks flew and he couldn't cut it. At this time, the giant hand had already grabbed Xu Xian, and as long as he used force, he could crush Xu Xian.

Xu Xian also knew that it was a matter of life and death, and he strongly blessed the main star to the extreme, and the light emitted in an instant seemed to ignite a small sun in the courtyard. The golden light turned into a golden flame, and the giant hand withdrew its hand faster than when it grabbed Yan Chixia, and the fire had already ignited in the hand.

Xuan He's flames carried the momentum of burning everything, and Yan Chixia's eyes shrank and blurted out, "The sun is really hot!"