Dreams follow the wind for thousands of miles, several degrees of red dust come and go, the peach blossoms on the human face look like memories, and it is another year of spring and autumn.

Outside the city of Wuzhou, Zhejiang (that is, Jinhua), there is a deserted temple seedling, the name is Lanruo, Lanruo Temple is twenty miles away, there is a town, the name is Luoshan.

Luoshan Town went to Wuzhou City, passing through a dense forest, and in the forest, it was where Lanruo Temple was located.

Because there are often men lost around Lanruo Temple, and even some people come back from Lanruo Temple, they will be clumped into skin and bones in less than a few days, and they will die violently, some people are rumored to be haunted, and the government will not ask, so Lanruo Temple has gradually become a forbidden place in the mountain towns around Wuzhou City, and even the woodcutters who often go up the mountain do not dare to go to the area of Lanruo Temple again.

Over time, the trees around Lanruo Temple became denser and more gloomy. On a dark summer night, black clouds were overhead, and there was a low thunder in the sky, but it was a sign of rain, and the wind was howling and whining against the screens.

In Lanruo Temple, the pagoda of the main hall of the temple is very magnificent, but the ground is covered with basil that is taller than a person, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time. The doors of the houses where the monks lived on the east and west sides were hidden, except for the door of a hut on the south side, which seemed to have a new lock hanging on it. There is a bamboo cultivation in the east corner of the hall, and there is a large pond under the steps, and the wild lotus root is overgrown in it, and it has bloomed.

In the main hall, there is a fire shining at this time, only to see the collapsed Buddha statue, a bonfire burning, reflecting several figures around, two scholars dressed up, a strong man with a cloak and a haircut, but burly like an iron tower, and a dark face, honest and honest young man, a beautiful and unparalleled woman, and a Tsing Yi Xiushi.

The two scholars dressed as scholars, a handsome young man with a handsome face, and a calm and introverted young man in a white shirt, chatted, from poetry and righteousness to national affairs, and from national affairs to family affairs, chatting about the world and the world, and showing what they had learned in their hearts.

The others were silent, listening.

There are a few people, but they are Ning Wujian, Ning Wushuang, Ning Bowu, Ruolan and the bandit leader Chen Qinglong, and there is one person, the white-shirted young man is also surnamed Ning, and he has a name that has been passed down through the ages, Ning Caichen!

Left Qingyun County in mid-March, Ning Wuqian and a few people have been traveling in the south of the Yangtze River and came to Wuzhou, Zhejiang, at this time it was already the end of May, in midsummer, because he met Yan Chixia, Ning Wuqian was also quite looking forward to this Lanruo Temple, thinking that Ning Caichen should go to Beijing to catch the exam, but he didn't want to meet in this Lanruo Temple.

As it approached, the night outside was a little darker, and the temple door swayed and creaked, Ning Caichen looked a little uneasy, and his eyes looked out of the door from time to time.

"I see that Brother Caichen is absent-minded, could it be that there is something on his mind?" Ning Wujian moved slightly in his heart, and looked at Ning Caichen with a smile on his face.

Ning Caichen sighed lightly, he and Ning Wujian and his party just met in Pingshui, and there were some words, but they didn't know whether to say it or not, it was him, and now they all felt that this thing was a little too dreamy, foggy, and too unreal.

Maybe it's because of the relationship between the surnames of Ning, Ning Caichen is not very repulsive to the Ning brothers, after chatting, he also feels that Ning Wuqian is a reliable person, his eyes glanced out of the door, thought about it, and said: "A few, I don't know if you have heard of the haunted thing of Lanruo Temple?"

"Wouldn't it, wouldn't it? After he was shocked by Ning Wujian in Yixiangyuan, in order to save his life, he had to take refuge in Ning Wujian.

At that time, even if Ning Wuqian let him go, Li Xiuning would not let him go, Ning Wuqian didn't want to accept him, but when he thought about it, he happened to lack an old Jianghu by his side, Ning Wushuang and Ruolan were still too immature, and they didn't have more experience than him, so Chen Qinglong became an entourage.

"Don't hide it from my brother, there are indeed ghosts and demons here. Ning Caichen said solemnly, "A few brothers, it's better to take advantage of the fact that the ghosts and demons haven't come out now, or go down the mountain as soon as possible, don't lose your life because of this." ”

Ruolan covered her mouth and smiled, "There are ghosts and demons, so the son is still here?"

Helpless, Ning Caichen had to tell how he and Nie Xiaoqian met in Lanruo Temple, and with the help of Yan Chixia, they hugged the female ghost one by one.

is worthy of being a reader, a very ordinary story, told by Ning Caichen vividly, ups and downs, when it comes to emotion, even Ruolan is crying for it, talking about the thrilling place, even Ning Wuqian is worried about it.

After Ning Caichen finished speaking, he sighed, "Xiaoqian was captured by the old demon of Montenegro, I don't know whether I live or die, Yan Daxia went deep into the demon cave for me, and I haven't returned for a long time, but I can't do anything here, it's useless to be a scholar, alas, I'm really a waste." ”

Chen Qinglong pursed his lips, useless is a scholar? That's you, recalling that Ning Wuqian killed dozens of internal masters that day, Chen Qinglong's back was cold.

After a long sigh, Ning Caichen wiped away the tears in his eyes and looked at Ning Wuqian and the others, "A few brothers, girls, let's go quickly, if the monster comes, it will be a big sin for Caichen." ”

"What about you?" Ruolan looked at Ning Caichen, feeling sad in her heart, is there such a poignant love in the world?

"I? I have agreed with Xiao Qian, not to live together, but to die together, if Xiao Qian dies, what is the use of me living alone? Not to mention that Yan Daxia has been involved, I will wait here, wait for Yan Daxia to come back, or wait for the demon to come. ”

Ning Caichen's eyes were firm, and in Ning Wujian's eyes, Ning Caichen's Tianling Gai at this time had a faint white gas, and he was also a person with deep luck like Li Xiuning.

Yan Chixia helped Ning Caichen four times and three times, maybe there were other reasons. Ning Wujian secretly guessed.

At this moment, a dazzling white light flashed outside, thunder, thunder, boom, and heavy rain poured in.

"Yan Chixia, you have entered my Black Mountain several times, don't you think that Benjun will not dare to kill you? Nie Xiaoqian is Benjun's concubine, don't let it go quickly, otherwise, Benjun will definitely go to Xuanxin Daomen to ask for an explanation. ”

In the midst of the thunder, a gloomy voice spread throughout the forest, shaking the walls of Lanruo Temple and falling dust.

Outside, under the thunder light, ghosts were haunted, demons were dancing wildly, eerie, miserable, demons were crying, and the terrible voice frightened Ruolan's face pale, and her body couldn't help but lean towards Ning Wuji.

Chen Qinglong and Ning Wushuang stood up, pulled out their long knives, and their eyes lit up.

Ning Caichen was stunned for a moment, then got up and rushed outside, Ning Wujian sniffed the fragrance around him.

Because of fear, Ruolan's soft body almost completely pressed on him, trembling slightly, and her pale face couldn't help but say, "Is there really a ghost?"

"The old demon of Montenegro, endangering one party, if you dare to go to the Xuanxin Dao Gate, why do you want to commit murder here?"

A righteous and cold shout came from far and near, the door of Lanruo Temple shattered, the wind and rain blew in, and it happened that Ning Caichen, who was about to rush out, knocked back, and a figure in green clothes floated with a woman with red makeup.

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