After dinner, Zhang Xuan sat in the study and worked hard to get up straight.

A month ago, Zhang Xuan made up his mind to write a book in order to make money, and now he has completed most of it, and it is about to end.

I saw that the already written paper next to it was faintly visible:

"It is said that in the fifteenth year of Tiande, the world is peaceful, but there are still many deep mountains and old forests that are places that human beings have not set foot in. Among them, demons are in charge, tempting people in the past with silver money and beauty, absorbing essence and blood and yang energy, and cultivating magic skills!

Lanruo Temple in Jinhua Mansion has been abandoned for many years, and recently all the merchants have entered and exited, and it is rumored that people ......

On this day, a scholar came to Jinhua with a book basket on his back and asked for accounts for others, his name was Ning Caichen.

......”

That's right, Zhang Xuan wrote "A Chinese Ghost Story".

To be honest, when he started writing, Zhang Xuan also took a lot of thought.

There are a lot of good stories and classics, compared with the "Legend of the Great Sui Heroes" and "The Legend of the Heroes of Sui Yong" and other scripts on the rotten streets that are now sold outside.

Zhang Xuan believes that as long as he copies a random copy, he can become popular and make money. It's just that not every book can be written.

At the beginning, Zhang Xuan wanted to write "Journey to the West", but the political irony of Journey to the West was too much.

Havoc in the Heavenly Palace is a satire on the rule of imperial power, learning scriptures from the West, and praising the Buddha and suppressing the Tao. In this world of feudal rule, Taoism is manifested, and temples are deserted.

Writing this, that's no different from looking for death.

Abandon!

Later, Zhang Xuan thought of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

There are also three kingdoms in this world, but one is that this story is about war, for fear of touching the nerves of those in power, and the other is that this story is too long, and it may not be able to complete the book by the time Zhang Xuan's imperial examination, and it is far from quenching the thirst of the near.

Abandon!

Later, "The Legend of the West Chamber" and "Dream of Red Mansions" all appeared in Zhang Xuan's mind one by one, but they were all vetoed by Zhang Xuan for various reasons.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuan thought of the world he had crossed, so "Liao Zhai" entered Zhang Xuan's eyelids.

Of course, it is impossible to copy the entire book, Zhang Xuan wants to write the TV series version of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Think about the 87 version of Nie Xiaoqian played by Wang Zuxian, that is the eternal dream in the hearts of many otaku!

Although the overall political irony of "Liao Zhai" can be said to be one of the strongest in ancient and modern times, it is not very obvious in terms of the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story" alone.

If you change the background of the beginning of the national turmoil in the story, you can hardly see it.

The important thing is that the story is of the right length, and that it is creative and twisty. There is also a plot of a scholar encountering a female ghost, which is also in line with the current public's appetite, so it will definitely be a hit.

Let Zhang Xuan get a lot of money before the scientific examination.

After determining the story, Zhang Xuan's thoughts were like springs, and the pen walked like a dragon and snake, one by one, and one story after another was presented in the pen.

It's just that every time he writes the three words "Lanruo Temple", Zhang Xuan will always be stunned for a moment.

thought of all the encounters after he crossed over: the Taoist priest who planted pears, Zhao Wan'er of the sword immortal, and the ghost fox who had never been masked.

Zhang Xuan was excited, "Now that I am in Jinhua Mansion, is there a barren mountain on the outskirts of Jinhua Mansion? Will there be a Lanruo Temple on the barren mountain? Is there a tree demon grandmother who is neither male nor female in the temple, and that beautiful and kind female ghost named Xiaoqian?"

After being stunned for a while, Zhang Xuan shook his head and smiled, "I'm just writing a script to make some entanglements." Even if there are really Lan Ruosi and Nie Xiaoqian, then there are Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen to rescue her, what does it have to do with herself?"

Before I knew it, it was already dark, and Zhang Xuan wrote for half an hour after holding the lamp, and it was finally over.

Just as he was about to put down the pen and sort it out, there was a sudden strong wind outside, which made Zhang Xuan shiver involuntarily, and hurriedly suppressed the manuscript to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

"This wind is not normal, it blows from the courtyard, and it is eerie and unnatural. Zhang Xuan thought secretly.

Suddenly, a piercing and ugly whistling came from the courtyard, like a child's night cry, "Wow wow!" The sound was endless, refreshing.

As the sound approached, the temperature in the air became lower and lower, and in the face of this sudden crisis, Zhang Xuan's pores stood up, and he hurriedly took it down and hung it on the wall.

Suddenly, the yin wind stopped suddenly, the crying stopped abruptly, everything around was quiet, and even the usual insect chirping was gone, but it was even more frightening than just now.

"Click", the small wooden frame supporting the window falls off, "touch", this is the sound of the window closing.

"Snort", the papier-mâché window was torn by something!

First there was a hand, black and the size of a child of seven or eight years old, and then a baby with a single horn, twice the size of an ordinary adult, with a one-horned head sticking out, and a bright red tongue sticking out, more than a foot long!

"Boom", "crunch", "crunch"!

Everything that had just stopped seemed to come to life all of a sudden, and the wind was stronger, blowing the doors and windows continuously, and the cry of the baby "Wow Wow" came from the belly of the ghost in front of him.

The ghost looked at Zhang Xuan, revealing a hideous face, and said substantially: "You are the poor scholar in the mouth of that kid in Chu Yintai?" It makes this Hercules easy to find, but he also has some luck, and his blood is also strong, so he is just right to replenish this god." After devouring your flesh and blood, soul luck, this god will definitely be able to go further!

Zhang Xuan was also taken aback when he suddenly saw such a ghost thing, but he knew that this would not help, so he immediately stabilized his mind, pointed the tip of his sword forward, and asked: "You are the ghost of Chu Yintai's stupid sacrifice, right?

At this time, the ghost thing had already entered the house with its whole body, and in Zhang Xuan's eyes, it was an illusory black smoke with a black smoke on its lower body, a very large head, and a single horn on its forehead, the size of a seven or eight-year-old boy, with a black monster on top of it, holding a black three-strand fork.

"What a sharp-toothed scholar, how dare you slander this great god!" said the ghost.

When I saw Zhang Xuan holding an iron sword, he put on a defensive posture.

The ghost looked disdainful, and "tsk" laughed mercilessly: "Hahaha! An uninformed mortal, just you, a poor scholar with no power, want to hurt me with a handful of broken copper and iron, it's just a fool's dream!"

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Xuan's reaction, he immediately pounced, and stabbed the steel fork in his hand forward.

Zhang Xuan was startled, instinctively turned sideways, and at the same time handed the iron sword forward.

Zhang Xuan could see clearly that he had obviously stabbed the ghost thing, but as if he was stabbed in the air, he actually stabbed in the air.

"The kid is quite flexible, but the god said, you can't hurt the god as a **mortal, I can hit you, but you can't hurt me!

Then he made several moves in a row, forcing Zhang Xuan to the left and right, and after a while, his clothes were tattered and his breathing was heavy.

"The room space is too small for dodging. After thinking about it, Zhang Xuan retreated into the courtyard while hiding.

In fact, this ghost thing doesn't know martial arts at all, its attacks are disorderly, and it is even more flawed, but it has a lot of strength, and it has the advantage of not being afraid of ordinary attacks, so it has the upper hand.

"No, if you continue like this, you will lose sooner or later, you have to find a way. Zhang Xuan thought while responding.

"Quack, Quack, this god said, this is useless, you can't beat me! Obediently let me eat, maybe this god will be merciful, and you can spare your family!"

Seeing that the ghost couldn't attack it for a long time, he was also a little anxious, so he used words to stimulate Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan ignored it, constantly thinking: "It's useless, huh...... Useless?"

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, "Ghost things are formless and substantial, and ordinary mortal things naturally can't hurt it!"

So Zhang Xuan found a gap, jumped out of the battle circle, slashed the iron sword into his hand, then wiped the blood in his palm on the sword, and then stabbed the sword at the ghost.

I only heard the sound of "snort", as if adding fuel to the fire, and a puff of green smoke came out of the place where the ghost thing was stabbed by the sword, and the ghost thing screamed "ahhhhh

"Hurt me, scholar, you can actually hurt me? You dare to hurt me? I want your family to die a good death!" The ghost was injured, but he went crazy and pounced on him with red eyes.

It's just that Zhang Xuan has found a way to restrain himself, coupled with more than a month of hard practice, although he has not yet practiced internal breath, his tricks are proficient in drilling.

In the face of this wild ghost who only had brute strength, he only responded calmly, and after more than a dozen moves, he succeeded again and again.

The ghost thing was beaten by Zhang Xuan, and his body was a little illusory, and he shouted "wow" in a hurry, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Zhang Xuan's clothes.

In the middle of the battle, the ghost suddenly jumped out of the battle circle, rode the black smoke, and drifted out of the wall.

When he was about to go out, he turned around, looked at Zhang Xuan, and said resentfully: "You dare to hurt me, I can't help you, but what about your mother, what about your delicate little lady? You can't guard them every step of the way, I want your family to be ruined......!"

Then he laughed and flew out, his voice indescribable resentment.

Zhang Xuan was anxious in his eyes, but he couldn't fly.

At this moment, a crystal sword light flew from the sky, and surrounded the ghost, and saw that the ghost didn't even scream, so it turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated, leaving only a crystal clear flying sword left in the air, swallowing Bai Sensen's sword.

Then I saw a light red figure flying on the wall, and with a move of his hand, the flying sword fell into the woman's hand like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

That woman has a beautiful face, who is not Zhao Wan'er?

"It's just a little ghost who has just entered the realm of the Yin God, and he dares to be so arrogant, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

Zhang Xuan looked blankly at the beautiful woman standing on the wall, the eternal tight-fitting red dress, standing in the moonlight, holding Qingfeng, like a fairy in red descending to the mortal dust.

Although Zhang Xuan knew that Zhao Wan'er's strength was extraordinary, he was still very shocked to see that she had beheaded the ghost things she couldn't help with a single sword, as if it was easier than killing chickens.

So he asked half-truthfully: "Wan'er, you actually know how to spell, that one was a flying sword just now, are you a monk?"

Zhao Wan'er floated down and came to Zhang Xuan, and Zhang Xuan immediately smelled a good smell of virgin body fragrance.

Zhao Wan'er glanced at Zhang Xuan meaningfully, and said indifferently: "I don't think you're simple! Although that little ghost is only new to the Yin God realm, it is not something that can be hurt by anyone." “

Obviously, Zhao Wan'er was hiding nearby just now, but she didn't show up immediately, and Zhang Xuan and the ghost thing were all in her eyes.

It's just that when he saw that the ghost thing was about to run, he appeared and killed it with a sword!

Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly: "I tried my best to reach a draw with it, but it can fly, and I have no way to escape if it wants to!

Zhang Xuan paused, looking at Zhao Wan'er's beautiful face, he wanted to get close but didn't dare.

In the past, Zhang Xuan relied on Zhao Wan'er and didn't want to reveal his identity as a monk, Zhang Xuan could pretend not to know, take advantage of it openly, and occasionally pull a small hand or something.

Now, thinking of the neat and neat energy with which she had just slashed the ghost thing, Zhang Xuan was full of excitement, and he no longer dared to think about anything wrong.

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