"Scholar, there was the smell of a thief picking flowers in that ancient temple, and he is here now. Looking at the desolate ancient temple in front of her, Yan Chixia changed her face and pinched her fingers and said.

Ning Caichen stopped his horse and took out the human emperor pen from his arms: "We have probably come to the northern suburbs of Jinhua now, this can't be Nalanruo Temple, right?"

Yan Chixia was stunned: "There are younger brothers and sisters, phew, that Lanruo Temple with female ghosts?"

"What's the name of a female ghost? As he spoke, Ning Caichen keenly noticed that his heartbeat was half a beat faster.

"I want to see what kind of female ghost can make you like this. Yan Chixia patted her horse, and her resolute voice came with the wind: "If she is a good ghost, I will not embarrass her;

Ning Caichen chuckled, and hurriedly drove his horse to follow: "Let's make sure if this is Lanruo Temple first, if it is really there, I see Xiaoqian, I believe she will not let you down." ”

"Hmph!" Yan Chixia stubbornly refused to admit defeat: "Then let's see." ”

When the two of them rode to the temple, the sun had completely set, and the dark sky added a touch of coldness and desolation to the ancient temple.

"Lonely and bold, the yang gods do not gather, the four sides are low, the eight winds blow together, the bright hall is gradually stained, the grass is filthy, the soil is vain, fragile and not strong, the yin qi surrounds, the wind gusts...... This is a murderous place, and demons and ghosts will be born. Jumping off the inferior horse, Yan Chixia looked around, pinched her fingers with her right hand, and read something.

Ning Caichen looked at him in surprise: "Brother Yan, do you still know how to count feng shui?"

Yan Chixia's expression was serious: "I learned it in the Shushan Library Pavilion...... Scholar, the flower-picking thief has gone deep into this place, and I am afraid that it is already more than auspicious. ”

Ning Caichen glanced at the plaque of Lanruo Temple, recalled Nie Xiaoqian in his impression, and thought deeply: "Although I was forced by that tree demon to seduce a man, the concept of good and evil in Xiaoqian's heart is very clear. Be compassionate to the good, and not soft-hearted to the wicked. ”

Yan Chixia's eyes were full of solemnity, and she took out a yellowed ancient book from her arms: "This is the Diamond Sutra hand-copied by an old man of mine decades ago, which has the effect of driving away ghosts and evil spirits, you take it for self-defense first." Otherwise, if you rush into it so rashly, your body will be corroded by the evil qi, and you will be seriously ill at least or die at worst. ”

Hearing what he said seriously, Ning Caichen shuddered, took the scripture, held the scripture in his left hand, and held the pen in his right hand: "In my dream, there is not so fierce here!"

Yan Chixia shook her head noncommittally: "You can't believe anything about dreams. If you are not blessed by the Dharma Weapon and are corrupted by the evil spirits, you will die violently after not living here for a few days. ”

Ning Caichen tightened the two magic weapons in his hand, and said: "Now that there is the Diamond Sutra and the Human Emperor's Pen, the Yin Evil Trick can't get close to my body." Let's go and find the thief who picks the flowers. ”

At that moment, the two of them walked along the dark stone road to the temple gate, and by the dim moonlight, they saw that there were piles of wild grass on both sides of the road, and every twelve steps, a long white banner was erected, and the surface of the banner was covered with demonic words.

"Brother Yan, what is the text on this long flag, why does it make people feel chills just by looking at it?" Ning Caichen looked at the miserable white banner swaying in the wind, and asked suspiciously.

"It's a demon text. People have humanity, ghosts have ghost ways, demons have demon ways, and demons also have demon ways, and the Tao here refers to the avenue. The Great Dao is invisible, and all things are derived, including words, exercises, wisdom, supernatural powers, and so on. Yan Chixia said, the two of them had come to the temple gate, he untied the divine sword he was carrying, and used the scabbard to open the door.

A palpitating yin wind blew from the temple, instantly chilling the two of them, as if they had been taken away from all the heat in their bodies. Ning Caichen, who was nervous, keenly noticed that there was a layer of cool wind tightly around him, close to his body from time to time, but it was broken by two warm forces.

"I feel like I'm feeling a sinister one. Ning Caichen was shocked, and he didn't care about asking about this demonic matter.

"Didn't you still talk about your ambitions just now, and now you're scared when you really experience it?" Yan Chixia turned her head with a smile.

Ning Caichen took a breath: "It's not that I'm afraid, but it's the first time I come into contact with this kind of thing, and I'm a little nervous, and it's inevitable that there will be some rumors." ”

Yan Chixia patted him on the shoulder and led him to the door of the main hall of the temple. Pushing the door open, I saw that the yin qi in the main hall was surrounded, and the Buddha statue was mottled and tattered, as if it was still smiling. The Dharma Protector Vajra on both sides of the Buddha statue is angry and fierce, obviously the protector of the Buddha, but it is like a demon general.

"This place is so wicked. In a trance, Ning Caichen actually had the feeling of being in a horror movie.

"It's really embarrassing that a good Buddhist holy place has fallen into such a state. Yan Chixia sighed lightly.

Being stared at by the smirking stone Buddha, Ning Caichen felt uncomfortable, and closed the wooden door again: "Even if the former Buddhist temple is dilapidated, it is unlikely to become such a fierce place, right?"

"It won't become like this by itself, but I can't help anyone want it to become like this!" Yan Chixia squinted and said: "Taoism kills demons and destroys demons, Buddhism not only kills demons but also transforms demons and enslaves demons." In comparison, the demon's hatred for Buddhism is far deeper than that of Taoism, and it is probably because of this monstrous hatred that the former Buddhism has turned into the current ghost. ”

Ning Caichen paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about these immortal Dao Buddhas and demons, let's hurry up and find the flower-picking thief." ”

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law. Yan Chixia nodded, took out a yellow charm from her arms, bit her finger and drew a blood gossip on it with blood, and then quickly pulled out a corner of her clothes from her sleeve, ignited it, burned out the most original smell, and entered the charm.

This small piece of clothing corner was found in the victim girl's house, and the fragments of the clothes of the thief who picked flowers are now playing their last role.

Under the urging of Yan Chixia's essence and blood power, the search spell glowed all over its body and floated away in the air, and the two hurriedly followed.

After speeding all the way for 700 meters, the charm finally came to a Buddha hall, and kept banging on the door, as if trying to open it.

"It should be in the middle of it. Yan Chixia kicked the door open, and the dark yellow charm passed through the door frame, clinging to the forehead of a miserable white skeleton.

"This skeleton is the flower-picking thief?" the two walked into the main hall, and Ning Caichen asked suspiciously.

Yan Chixia looked around: "There will definitely be no mistake, this skeleton is the evil flower thief who is full of evil, I didn't expect that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, he really died here." ”

"Maybe Xiao Qian killed this thief, this can be regarded as an accumulated merit, right?"

Yan Chixia rolled her eyes: "I think you are crazy, the female ghost kills people and devours yang energy, this is considered to accumulate merit?" If there is really such a ghost, you can quickly call her out, and let Lao Dao me see what it looks like, so that you can maintain it like this." ”

"With you here, it's strange that she dares to come out. Ning Caichen muttered in a low voice and spoke: "Since the thief has given the head, it has also settled one of our hearts." It's getting dark now, so let's find two rooms to live in. ”

So anxious to rest, I think you want to see the female ghost sooner. Yan Chixia sighed lightly in her heart, but she didn't break Ning Caichen's thoughts: "That's right, after a whole day's journey, my body is about to fall apart, so it's better to rest early." ”

The two of them laughed and walked out of the main hall, came to a row of equally dilapidated houses, selected two rooms that were fairly clean, and stayed separately.

Lying on the bed, thinking about what might happen tonight, Ning Caichen not only did not feel sleepy, but his heart beat faster and faster, just like when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he went to see his first love.

Turning over and sitting up, looking at the stardust in the distance through the broken window lattice, Ning Caichen suddenly smiled: I originally thought that I could stay calm and indifferent at any time, and there would be no day when I was at a loss, but I didn't expect that when I wanted to meet the person in my fate, I would become like this...... It's funny.

I don't know if that person, oh no, it's that ghost, is the image in my heart. Ha, the most important thing is that there is no Wang Zuxian beautiful. If this first beautiful ghost in history is not as beautiful as a ghost, then marrying a ghost is really marrying a ghost.

Thinking about this, Ning Caichen couldn't help laughing, and the feeling of being at a loss gradually dissipated, and his heart regained his calmness and indifference.

At this moment, a pleasant sound of the piano suddenly sounded in his ears, Ning Caichen's heart moved, turned around and walked out of the room, followed the sound, along the corridor, to a low temple wall.

Standing on the spot and thinking about it, he took a few steps back, ran and jumped onto the low wall, and turned over and walked out of the temple.

What Ning Caichen didn't know was that the moment he pushed open the door, Yan Chixia in the next room opened her eyes and quietly followed him, not only for protection, but also to see what plot this scholar would develop.

Could it really be that you will really meet a beautiful and kind female ghost and have an unswerving relationship with her? The more I think about this, the more ridiculous it becomes, how can this kind of thing happen?

Not to mention Yan Chixia's doubts, let's just say that Ning Caichen, after climbing over the wall, followed the direction from which the sound came, and walked about half a mile on the barren grass road, and the front was open.

At the end of the sight, there is a big river, along the bank of the big river, in front of Ning Caichen, there is a quaint pavilion.

The pavilion was surrounded by veils on all sides, and the breeze blew and the moonlight sprinkled down, revealing a beautiful shadow on the tulle. This is where the sound of the piano comes from.

Occasionally, the breeze blows the tulle, but vaguely the girl's cheeks are still not visible, and she can only see her graceful figure, like a frightening and graceful dragon. Looking at it from afar, it is like the fairy of the Moon Palace, plain white and elegant, not stained with mortal dust.

Looking at this somewhat familiar scene, some familiar picture, a smile appeared on Ning Caichen's face, step by step, and walked towards the pavilion calmly.