Chapter 826 The Fate That Was
"Ning Caichen..." Meng Qi looked over with interest.
After so many reincarnation missions, this was the first time that I encountered an ongoing familiar "plot" and met the "protagonist" I knew. In addition, the mission pressure was not high, so it was inevitable that I would have a leisurely time and watch the show. mentality.
Ning Caichen is a standard handsome scholar, a little thin, with a bit of panic and fear in his expression. He muttered to himself: "You can't say that you have strange power and chaos."
He seemed frightened by the eerie mountains and forests at sunset, the cries of crows, and the bone-chilling wind.
Indeed, the road is more dangerous in the dark... Yan Chixia is not a stubborn person. After pondering for a while, she said: "Master Ning, you must stay here in the main hall after nightfall. You must not wander around other places in Lanruo Temple, let alone Can’t sleep in the Zen room.”
He glanced at the crowd and saw Meng Qi leaning against a beam, his body relaxed, his eyes half open and half closed, his right hand gently patting his knee. On the left, Sun Junlin, Nangong Chong and Du Qingqing were slightly wary, sensing that the surroundings were full of anger. A person with strong blood must have extraordinary strength, so he added: "As long as you are not the only one in the palace, there is no need to be afraid of any ghosts. If you are the only one left, you will follow him and never do anything on your own."
Ning Caichen, a scholar, could still hear Yan Chixia's good intentions. In comparison, everyone else seemed indifferent, so he nodded hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I don't know your brother's surname."
"Surname Yan, courtesy name Chixia, from the north." Yan Chixia answered concisely and concisely.
After the greetings, Ning Caichen put down his bookcase, collected dead branches and leaves, and then found fire folds, hoping to light a fire to keep warm.
Perhaps he was running so fast in the last section that he was a little exhausted now. He still couldn't get rid of the fire and was panting from exhaustion.
Seeing this, Yan Chixia flicked her finger, and a spark flew down. The pile of branches and leaves immediately burst into flames, and the hall was lit up.
"Brother Yan is the legendary swordsman?" Ning Caichen opened his eyes wide, full of curiosity.
Yan Chixia nodded slightly, as if she was not a talkative person.
"Brother Yan, can a swordsman really fly into the sky and escape from the earth, exorcise demons, burn mountains and cross the sea? Is this sword on your back that transcends the world of mortals? Are you here to slay ghosts..." Ning Caichen blurted out a series of questions. , as if these things have been lingering in his heart for a long time.
Meng Qi's mind was at peace. After hearing this, he realized that Ning Caichen in this world is still a very curious chatterbox...
Yan Chixia answered Ning Caichen's questions from time to time, and declined his offer to eat grilled steamed buns. Time passed quickly, and the sun completely set in the west. The bright moon and stars were obscured by thick stratus clouds, and the earth was lightless. It was pitch dark, with only the red light swaying from the fire in the hall.
Woo A gust of wind blew through the dilapidated hall. It was different from the usual cold, and there was a kind of creepy gloominess.
Woo Maybe it was the blowing in from the gap, which made a sound like a ghost crying. Ning Caichen couldn't help but shudder, and felt that his scalp was sore.
Yes... His teeth clashed and he got closer to the fire to get rid of the chill. Suddenly, a suspicious blush appeared on his slightly pale face. After looking around, he clenched his teeth and chose to endure.
Wuwuwu The dark wind is getting stronger and stronger, as if an evil ghost is beside you.
Ning Caichen suddenly stood up: "Brother Yan, I want to go out for convenience."
He has endured it for a long time!
There are many people in the palace, and urinating here would be unacceptable to him, who is very thin-skinned. When he goes out, the night is dark and the wind is blowing. There may be evil spirits hiding there, so he first asks the legendary swordsman Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia was a person in the exterior scene. How could she not feel his physical condition? She had already thought about it and pointed to the big hole in the side wall: "Come out from here and deal with it next to the main hall. If there is any danger, , I can detect it myself.”
Ning Caichen didn't say much, and "walked" toward the hole in a state of great urgency - although he was in great urgency, he couldn't run, his legs were clamped, and he took small steps very fast.
Woo The dark wind blew by. Sun Junlin, the left envoy of the "Cangtian Sect", turned his head to look at his sect master who still had his eyes half-opened and half-closed. He saw that his green shirt reflected the firelight, highlighting the depth of his aura, as if he was sleeping.
So, Zuo Shi secretly sent a message: "Sect Master, why don't you just take down the evil ghost here?"
The sect leader has cultivated Cangtian Dafa to the unprecedented level of "Huang Tiandang Li". He is no worse than the old demon of Black Mountain, the Heavenly Master Empress and others. No matter how powerful the evil ghost of Lanruo Temple is, how can he hide it from his senses? If you can withstand his power, as long as he is willing, you will definitely be able to capture him!
Meng Qi still leaned against the beams and pillars, his momentum restrained, his eyes closed, looking at the entire hall and Lanruo Temple as nothing, and said calmly:
"Don't worry."
Don't worry, for yourself, the more important thing is to observe Nangong Chong's "performance"!
Besides, this is the first time I have experienced a relatively familiar plot. Although there will definitely be changes and differences, I still know the basics. How can I not appreciate the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story"? Why don't you just watch and witness the love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian?
The feeling was vague, but the entire Lanruo Temple and the surrounding woods were reflected in Meng Qi's heart. This state, coupled with the prophecy of the story, gave him a subtle pleasure in using the "God's perspective".
While Meng Qi watched with interest, Ning Caichen dug out the big hole, took a few steps further, found a stone pillar in the corridor, and untied his belt.
Huh... Ning Caichen looked relieved and was tying his belt when he suddenly heard a cry of "嘤嘤嘤", which was softly muffled and extremely sad.
Brushing, all the hairs on Ning Caichen's back stood up. If it hadn't been solved right away, he might have peed his pants.
There's a ghost! Female ghost!
He hurried back, only to see that the main hall was gone!
Surrounded by winding corridors!
In the main hall, Yan Chixia stood up suddenly. Just now, a gust of wind blew by, and she lost her sense of Ning Caichen.
What a strong evil spirit!
He felt quite guilty and pulled out the broad sword behind him. It seemed to be made of brass, but it was terrifyingly heavy and hard, and its surface was covered with a glimmer of sword energy.
Yan Chixia took a step and appeared outside the big hole. Her sword intent spread, dispersing the dark wind and looking for clues.
He subconsciously turned around and took a look at the mysterious man in green shirt who seemed to be neither old nor young, but he still had his eyes closed, looking enigmatic and not at all surprised by what just happened.
Nangong Chong hesitated for a moment, pulled Du Qingqing to his feet, and whispered to Meng Qi: "Senior, this junior is a man of the right path. You cannot ignore death without saving someone."
Yan Chixia is a great hero in the world and everyone admires her. If he has a negative impression of her, the reputation she has worked so hard to accumulate will be greatly reduced.
Meng Qile saw him working and nodded slightly: "Go ahead, I'm here to take charge."
Nangong Chong did not waste any time, and escaped from the cave together with Du Qingqing, and said to Yan Chixia: "Master Yan, we are here to help you."
"Evil ghosts are tyrannical, so be careful." Yan Chixia said with some appreciation.
The main hall was gone, only the corridors were there. Ning Caichen was so frightened that his two limbs trembled, and he kept muttering to himself: "When you read the books of sages, you will feel awe-inspiring, and ghosts and gods will not be able to get close..."
Self-hypnosis seemed to be quite effective. He calmed down a little, and all the emotions such as fear and fear turned into motivation, allowing him to fly.
As he ran, the sound of crying became clearer and clearer. Ning Caichen took a breath, turned his head, and changed direction.
However, no matter how he changed, the gentle cry became clearer and clearer.
At the end, Ning Caichen looked solemn, paused, and took out a book from his arms, with the title written on the cover:
"Mencius!"
"The aura of awe-inspiring... the most powerful and strong..." Ning Caichen held the scroll and carried the contents on his back, moving forward cautiously.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her, draped in plain white gauze, her icy skin and jade skin could be vaguely seen. She was hazy and particularly charming. She was squatting in the corner, sobbing.
"Evil ghost..." Ning Caichen blurted out.
The figure turned its head, revealing a face that would make people lose consciousness even in a gloomy environment. The eyebrows were slightly rough and dark, but they did not hide the beauty at all. The eyes were crystal clear, like an innocent deer, giving people a cool and cold feeling. , the looming skin and the seductive temptation can't make her look debauched, but reveal a bit of innocence.
"Young Master, leave quickly, grandma asked me to harm you." The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and her sadness was palpable.
After hearing this, Ning Caichen became less afraid: "I wonder what I call the girl? I know a swordsman, Ning Caichen, who loves to interfere with injustice. If the girl is forced to harm others by that grandma, he should have some Way to save you."
The girl shook her head: "It's useless. Grandma is so strong. She killed several swordsmen who came before."
"My name is Nie Xiaoqian, and I am a lonely ghost under my grandma."
"That's Daxia Yan Chixia, one of the most powerful swordsmen in the world." Ning Caichen repaid others for treating him sincerely.
The girl's eyes lit up: "Master Yan Chixia Yan? If it is really him, I hope the young master will ask him to go to a poplar tree with a black nest in the forest and smash the jar of my ashes. Otherwise, I will never be able to get rid of grandma's death." control."
"The poplar tree with the black nest..." Ning Caichen repeated.
At this time, Yan Chixia, Nangong Chong, and Du Qingqing were searching both sides.
Nangong Chong held the long sword and cautiously opened the door of a Zen room.
Squeak, the door opened, revealing a large bucket with hot water and white steam inside. A naked woman sat in it, covering her chest with her hands in a hurry. Her skin was as white as snow, and she suddenly appeared in spring.
Nangong Chong kept looking at it. Suddenly, a black shadow hung down from his head, scratched his protective secret treasure, and penetrated his head.
"Ah!" Du Qingqing screamed after witnessing this scene.
In the main hall, Meng Qi's eyes suddenly opened and he concentrated on it.
The fire disappeared immediately, and his senses were limited to his side again. In just a moment, everything recovered. Meng Qi saw Nangong Chong and Du Qingqing again, saw Yan Chixia, and saw Ning Caichen, who was walking quickly towards the big hole!
Really going back in time? Meng Qi's eyes were half open and half closed, as if nothing happened, but there were many thoughts in his mind.
Suddenly, Nangong Chong stood up and said loudly: "Master Ning, it's dangerous outside, why not stay inside?"
After a lot of effort, he finally got through to Ning Caichen and asked him to relieve himself in the corner of the hall.
Everything was fine after that, except for the cold wind blowing colder and colder.
Suddenly, a creaking sound came from the gate of Lanruo Temple. Meng Qi's eyes suddenly opened and he looked over from a distance of several hundred feet.
At the door was an old monk in gray robes, with a kind face and kind eyes, his eyes closed tightly. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes with the pull of a different energy. Inside, there was a piece of golden glass, transparent and crystal clear, and he seemed to be able to see all kinds of things.
clairvoyance!
Zizzz! There were sparks in the middle of the square, and a bolt of lightning struck down suddenly, illuminating the entire Lanruo Temple. The dark wind suddenly stopped, and it felt like a rustling feeling!
Yan Chixia stood up in surprise:
"Master Foolish Monk?"