The two sighed a few times, bypassed the main hall, and went to the monk's house, and sure enough, they saw two monks' houses in the east and west, but they were just double-covered. But I saw a small house in the south, and the door was as new. The two of them suspected that there were still monks here, so they didn't dare to break in, but just took a walk to wait for the monks to return.

See the east of the hall again, repair the bamboo arch, there is a huge pond under the steps, the wild lotus root fragrance remains, it seems to be more sluggish.

At dusk, a man returned, opened the door of the south lodge, and the two hurriedly stepped forward to salute and show their intentions.

The man was very bold: "I also live here, but there is no difference between host and guest here, I live alone and lonely, and I am very fortunate to meet two of them." Wait a minute, pack your bags and come to my room for a drink, I don't know if it's okay?"

Xu Xianxi said: "It's with me." "I don't have to clean it up, the two of them just borrowed the bed and made a few support boards, and cleaned up at will.

It is the night moon bright and clean, clear and light like water, and the three of them are kneeling in the hallway, and each has a surname. The scholar said that his surname is Yan, and the word is Chixia.

Xu Xian was shocked and said, "What, your name is Yan Chixia?"

Xu Xian felt that his head was very messy, he had read "A Chinese Ghost Story" many times, it should be a matter of the Ming Dynasty, but Pu Songling was from the Qing Dynasty, of course, he heard these stories, and passed them on by word of mouth, but he didn't know when and where it happened.

It's just that Xu Xian deeply understands at this moment that it is probably here and now.

Yan Chixia said strangely: "This son has heard my name?"

Xu Xian reluctantly replied: "I vaguely feel familiar, but I really haven't heard of it." Forget it, drink. ”

Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia are both informal people, and they don't care, the three of them sit on the ground, drinking and laughing, so unhappy.

Xu Xian, who was a little distracted, glanced at Ning Caichen, and said in his heart: Big brother, you are the protagonist tonight! He has already figured it out, this should be the plot of the book rather than the movie, and there should be no need to fight a **oss like the old demon of Montenegro that night, and finally Ning Caichen, who escaped with the help of Yan Chixia, took Nie Xiaoqian away quite easily, and it was a very ordinary happy ending, but it was very good, wasn't it?

It's just the providence in the dark or pure accident, as long as you are a spectator on the side, you will pass by. It is false to say that Xiaoqian has no intention of being there at all, but he already has Bai Suzhen, so why bother destroying other people's happiness?

Xu Xian put down his thoughts, and the three of them talked and laughed indulgently, they were all honest people, and they were particularly good at speaking. Ning Caichen suspected that Yan Chixia was a candidate, and at that time, it was the Jinhua County Children's Examination, and students in villages and towns went to take the exam. However, listening to his accent, he was not from Zhejiang, so he couldn't help asking.

"Where is Brother Yan from?"

"I'm from Qin. In other words, in modern times, it is the Shaanxi and Gansu area, and those who have heard the people there understand that they are born with a simple and sincere taste, which is commensurate with Yan Chixia's demeanor.

It's just that when Xu Xian asked him why he came here, Yan Chixia just smiled and didn't answer.

When the night was dark, the three of them said goodbye and went back to their rooms to rest. Originally, Xu Xian was supposed to live in the same room with Ning Caichen, but in order not to affect his peach blossom luck, he took the initiative to move to another room.

Xu Xian thought about everything that was going to happen tonight, he couldn't sleep steadily, the cold moonlight spilled into the house along the broken window lattice, and the autumn wind whispered across the corridor outside the house.

But he calmed down and thought about it carefully, where he should have seen everything that happened today. By the way, it's "Nie Xiaoqian" in "Strange Tales from Liaozhai". Isn't Ning Caichen's sentence "I have no two colors in my life" just a sentence in the opening chapter? He recalled carefully, and muttered slightly, "It is suitable to go to Jinhua, go to Beiguo, and take over Lanruo." Isn't these eleven words what happened to these two people? I seem to have plunged headlong into that text, like a dream.

Xu Xian couldn't help but smile, he has traveled so far, isn't it just like in a dream? Whispered:

"The sassy west wind blows through the window lattice, Xiao Xiao autumn grass fills the empty courtyard, the moonlight shines through the cornices, and half of the berry moss is green. ”

As soon as he finished chanting, life suddenly came from outside the house, and in this empty and lonely barren mountain and abandoned temple, it was particularly infiltrating.

Xu Xian quietly looked through the hole in the window lattice, fortunately, the moonlight was bright tonight, and the moon was no different from day, but where the moonlight could not shine, it was dark, and in this wonderful night, the boundary between light and darkness was particularly clear.

Outside the corridor is a clearing covered with autumn grass, at the end of which is a low wall, and on the other side of the low wall is a small courtyard. Xu Xian noticed that there was no one in the courtyard in the white sky, but at this time, there was a woman in her forties standing there.

The moonlight was sprinkled and there was no shadow.

Xu Xian held his breath and widened his eyes even more, what happened next could not be seen in his previous life.

Sure enough, there was another old woman who was hunched over and old, wearing a faded red dress, but with a silver comb stuck in her head, shining in the moonlight.

Xu Xian stretched out his ears and immediately heard it.

The woman complained, "Why hasn't Xiao Qian come yet!"

The old woman lowered her head and coughed twice and said, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

The woman was displeased and said, "Hasn't she complained to her grandmother recently?"

The old woman laughed twice, and the sound like a broken bellows made Xu Xian's heart cold, only to hear the old woman say: "Since she came here, who have you heard her complain to." ”

The woman frowned and said, "This little girl is too thoughtful, not her own person." ”

As soon as the words fell, I looked up and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman standing in a dark corner, the woman's heart sank, there was no gap in her spiritual sense so close, and this little girl's cultivation was high again. The woman looked at her with a faint gaze, and she didn't know if she heard what she had just said, or if she had been listening.

The woman forced a smile and said: "Yo, isn't this Xiaoqian? It seems that you really can't talk about people behind your back, I just talked about you with my grandmother, and your little goblin came quietly, but fortunately I didn't say anything bad." ”

The old woman whispered in a gloomy voice: "The little lady is like a person in a painting, if the old body is a man, I am afraid that I will also be hooked by you." ”

Xiao Qian said lightly in a cold voice: "Except for grandma here, who would say that Xiao Qian is good?"

Xu Xian also secretly praised in the dark, this Xiaoqian is really a stunning beauty, compared to the actor in the movie, she is even more pale, her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and her beautiful eyes seem to contain a thousand resentments. That slightly morbid and weak beauty is something that no actor can express.

But thinking that such a stunning color is going to belong to Ning Caichen, as a man, he also feels a little embarrassed and melancholy. Lao Tzu said, "If you don't see what you want, you won't be disturbed." "Since Xu Xian saw Ke Ke, his heart was naturally a little chaotic, but he naturally didn't do anything. When he immersed himself in the Dao method that was required to be practiced, breathing in and breathing in the power of the sun, all kinds of emotions disappeared, and his heart was boundless peace. There are no joys and sorrows, and there are no worries.

The dazzling sun in the soul also began to glow, and the cultivation has become the size of a child's fist, and the light has become more dazzling, especially on such a full moon night, there will always be a trace of cool energy pouring into the body, making the restless sun less intense, but at the same time able to absorb more light.

At this time, the light in the divine soul was extremely intense, but of course, this light was invisible to ordinary people. But the real ordinary person in this Lanruo Temple is Ning Caichen!

The first person to be surprised was Yan Chixia, he looked straight at Xu Xian's resting position through the wall, and said in his heart: But I didn't expect this Xu Xian to be a cultivator, looking at kung fu, I'm afraid that the Tao is not under me, I didn't even see it in vain, it's really strange.

But he is a sparse surname, others don't mention it, he doesn't go to the depths, cultivators have their own paths, although it is rare, but they will not see each other and change their posts, forming gangs, that is the so-called people in the rivers and lakes in the mortal world love to do the most, because weakness only needs accomplices.

Even if the cultivators meet in this mortal world, they talk and laugh, and after tonight, they will be strangers. It's not ruthless, it's that when they walk on this road, they are doomed to loneliness.

Xiao Qian just walked to Ning Caichen's door, stretched out her hand and gently put it on the door, the door latch was already broken, she only needed to push it lightly, and she could walk into her fate, but at this time, the courtyard next to her emitted a golden light.

Xiao Qian looked at the golden light, her eyes froze, she withdrew her hand, and slowly walked towards Xu Xian's room.

Xu Xian, who had his eyes closed, didn't know what he had changed unconsciously?

Xiao Qianyu felt the scorching heat of the light when she approached Xu Xian's room, which had an innate restraining effect on the body of the Yin Ghost, if it wasn't for her cultivation, I am afraid she would not even be able to get close.

Xiaoqian's light steps became more and more sluggish, but she still insisted on walking, and finally her hand was placed on Xu Xian's door, and with a gentle push, the door squeaked with a strange sound.

The door is open!

The instantly increasing burning sensation gave Xiao Qian the illusion of burning, but with this golden blazing light, a trace of heat was thrown into her cold body.

Xiao Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and her heart shook dramatically, isn't this the yang energy she needs?

Practices such as demons and ghosts depend on Yuehua. "Spit beads to the moon" is said to be a monster in the middle of the night, spit out his inner dan to suck the moonlight, although the ghost does not have the inner dan, but relying on the moon to practice is the same.

But there is a threshold for ghost cultivation, if you can't pass it, you can become a ghost immortal at most, but it is difficult to become a great way. This threshold is the need to give birth to people's yang energy. But how scorching the power of the sun is, even in the sea of stars, it is difficult for serious cultivators who rely on absorbing star power to cultivate, let alone these demons and monsters.

And now the light that Xu Xian is radiating is an extremely pure yang energy.

Xiao Qian hesitated outside the door for a moment, but heard a voice from inside, "Who is it?" It turned out that Xu Xian had woken up.