Chapter 215 A win-win situation
"You brat, stop messing around and come over and give me a hand."
People have three urgent needs, and the more they think about it, the more urgent they become. Yan Chixia didn't want to waste time with Liao Wenjie, so she hurriedly urged her.
Really inconvenient!
"Don't be anxious, Master Yan. I'll go next door and call two of my kind over, and ask them to help you with your urgent needs. What do you think?"
"..."
"Come on, can you please tell me something? If it lasts until dawn, you will have to hold it in for another whole day. By then, besides wetting the bed, you will be suffocated to death."
After the words fell, seeing Yan Chixia's old face darken, Liao Wenjie smiled secretly in his heart and added: "I understand, two mere female ghosts, naturally we can't let them ruin the reputation of Hero Yan. That's good, after you recover from the injury Slaughter them... Bah, save them, I promise not to spread the news."
"Wonderful!"
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Time passed by more than half a month. Although Yan Chixia still had some hand and foot difficulties and needed crutches to walk, with her tenacious perseverance and mainly her shame, she was able to eat, drink and defecate on her own.
After all, he is a shameless Taoist priest. Now when he sees the two female ghosts, he dodges his eyes and shrinks back, just like a young man who accidentally opens the door and encounters the elder sister next door.
In comparison, Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were much more generous. Yan Chixia had saved their lives, but now that they were seriously injured and unable to move, they could repay their kindness by taking care of their food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Besides, the two female ghosts were skilled workers before Congliang, and were used to seeing big winds and waves. As for Yan Chixia, who is so shy, they... not to mention, they are quite new, and they have never seen such a shy old man.
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That night, Yan Chixia opened the altar, holding the wooden sword in hand, and prepared to reincarnate the two female ghosts.
"Sir, is it better to be a human than a ghost?"
Looking at Yan Chixia's still somewhat handicapped figure, Xiaoqian was quite confused. She was about to be reincarnated, but she was not excited at all.
"If you only cultivate the ancestral nature without cultivating the elixir, it will be difficult for the Yin spirit of all eons to become a saint. Even if a person in cultivation has the ability to reach the heaven and the earth, if he only cultivates the nature without cultivating the life, he will still be covered in loess after a hundred years."
Liao Wenjie added: "It may not be appropriate to use this statement as an example, but ghosts are just a transition after all, and being a human is definitely better than being a ghost."
"But in this world, being a human being is extremely difficult. It's better to be a ghost and be free and easy..."
"You are overthinking. Being a human being allows you to bask in the sun during the day and the moon at night. This is called being carefree and free. Although the world is chaotic, people are still orthodox. Wait until that day when you can't even bask in the sun as a human being. Then you can consider becoming a ghost."
"Thank you sir for clarifying my doubts."
Xiaoqian nodded and was called over by Yan Chixia. Her figure slowly faded until she disappeared without a trace.
"Mr. Cui, it's hard to say goodbye here. Don't you have anything to say to me?" Xiao Qing came over with a look of resentment. She was about to be reincarnated. If Liao Wenjie stopped her, she would be happy to stay and be a child. A lonely ghost.
Actually, my surname is not Cui!
Liao Wenjie raised his eyebrows: "It is better to forget each other in the world than to know each other or not, what do you think of this, Miss Xiao Qing?"
"Young master's heart must be made of iron, otherwise how could he be so cold and heartless!"
Xiaoqing rolled her eyes, opened her arms and hugged Liao Wenjie. After a moment, she heard Yan Chixia calling and leaned towards Liao Wenjie's mouth with her head raised.
Liao Wenjie pointed at Xiaoqing's forehead, shook his head and said, "No, if we hug each other we will still be friends. If we talk, the relationship will be impure."
It sounds like we have been pure since we said this!
"Young master is still so serious and calm!"
Xiaoqing gritted her teeth, stepped on Liao Wenjie hard, turned around and walked to Yan Chixia, with her back to Liao Wenjie, and her figure slowly disappeared without a trace.
"Huh"
"Finally got it done, it almost exhausted me to death."
Yan Chixia threw away the wooden sword in her hand, put on crutches and walked two steps in the yard for rehabilitation training: "You brat, you are too heartless. You kept wiping your tears when I left. I'm not talking about you, I just kissed you. It’s just a moment, and you won’t suffer any loss from either side. Even if you feel you have suffered a loss, just treat it as a good deed and do it well. Why not?”
"It's okay to do good deeds. I'm happy to help others, but what if she doesn't leave after kissing her?" Liao Wenjie shrugged. He didn't want the maid who was willing to help her, let alone a ghost.
"Then you can keep it. Anyway, you have enough yang energy, and you have evil magic skills and are not afraid of yin energy. You won't lose your life if you raise a few female ghosts."
"It's a joke, Liao has his heart set on the Tao, how could he be deceived by mere beauty!"
"..."
Yan Chixia winked. She really couldn't refute this. Except for himself, he had never seen anyone worse than Liao Wenjie.
"Master Yan, the two female ghosts have been sent away. What are your plans next?"
Liao Wenjie kindly gave me two options: "Stay at the inn to recuperate and teach me swordsmanship, or go to Lanruo Temple to recuperate and teach me swordsmanship."
"You are not my son..."
"I have money, I can make you drink enough every day."
"Go to Lanruo Temple to recuperate. This is an official road after all. Even if the mountain road is blocked, there are still pedestrians passing by. Lanruo Temple should be cleaner." Yan Chixia changed her mind decisively. She was not greedy for Liao Wenjie's wine, but she heard people say that alcohol disinfection is very harmful. Suitable for him to recuperate.
Internal injuries are also injuries. Drinking more wine will not go wrong.
"Okay, let's pack our things and go back to Lanruo Temple."
Liao Wenjie nodded and returned to Lanruo Temple to reconcile his feelings. Even if Yan Chixia didn't tell her, he would try his best to deceive her back.
Once the BOSS, the old Black Mountain demon, died, he didn't have much time left here. The reason why he hasn't left yet is probably because the tree demon grandma has yet to clear up his remaining sins.
According to normal procedures, Dryad Granny will reappear a hundred years later, that is, after Yan Chixia dies, commit evil for a period of time, and then be killed.
It took too long, and Liao Wenjie couldn't wait until that time, so he planned to remove the roots of the tree demon while Lan Ruosi was practicing his sword.
Although this journey of refining one's heart is dangerous, it is very fruitful, especially for Yan Chixia. There are still a few kilograms of oil and water that can be squeezed out. How long the dryad grandma can live depends on when Yan Chixia is squeezed dry.
Yan Chixia was handicapped, so Liao Wenjie helped him pack his luggage. There were only two sets of clothes to change, but there were piles of sword boxes, bows and arrows, soul-locking needles and other equipment.
After cleaning up Yan Chixia's house, he took a look at the two rooms next door. They were empty. Apart from rouge and gouache, there was only a guqin and a portrait of a lady.
Liao Wenjie took the scroll off the wall and found that it did not mention the classic "A ten-mile flat lake is covered with frost and the sky is covered with frost".
I'm a little disappointed. As a painting seller, I know that without the seven-character poem, the collection value of this painting of a lady will be greatly reduced.
Also, although he had never been optimistic about the romance between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, he could not help but feel a little sad when he saw that there were paintings but no poems.
"No, brother Ning has lost Xiaoqian, and there is still a young lady from an official family. He is a winner in life. What should I feel sorry for..." Liao Wenjie muttered, put away the scroll, and packed it away with the guqin.
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In the mountains outside Lanruo Temple, Liao Wenjie held his breath and concentrated, holding the Victory Evil Sword in his hand, and threw it high into the sky.
"The sword transforms into thousands, and the divine weapons of wind and fire are like laws and regulations!"
As Liao Wenjie let out a low shout, the red light split into hundreds, turned sharply at high altitude and crashed to the ground, with the force of breaking mountains and rocks, causing earth and rocks to fly.
In the past three months, he has been learning swordsmanship from Yan Chixia, and miraculously learned the art of sword control with just a little knowledge.
[Sword-controlling skills (control the sword with Qi, a spirit will stay forever; control the sword with mind, change shape and change life; control the sword with Tao, you can ask the common people)]
He didn't quite understand, thinking that he was gifted and could learn everything quickly, including sword control.
Yan Chixia said she couldn't agree. According to his opinion, if the world is in chaos, evil spirits will inevitably cause chaos, and Liao Wenjie falls into this category.
Therefore, after receiving good swordsmanship skills from Liao Wenjie, he learned a swordsmanship that was completely different in form and spirit, with a blood-soaring light and extremely murderous intent. It looked like it was not a serious swordsmanship.
Liao Wenjie sneered at this. After experiencing the battle with the Black Mountain Old Demon, he had already thought about it. It didn't matter whether he was serious or not. There was no distinction between good and bad power, as long as it was used by serious people.
What a coincidence, he is a serious person!
boom! boom! boom----
After several consecutive bombings, shrill screams could be heard from the ground. The sound was weak and feeble, as if it was also a sign of a serious injury.
It’s Grandma Dryad.
Liao Wenjie learned the art of sword control and had no one to practice his moves on. Yan Chixia was halfway through recovering from her injuries and didn't want to use moves on him. She had no choice but to bring bad luck to the tree demon grandma.
"You can't even scream when someone criticizes you. You deserve to be criticized by me every day."
Liao Wenjie sneered, took the Shengxie Sword, and fired another flying sword across the sky, bombarding the ground indiscriminately.
"Grandpa Taoist priest, I have already sworn to change my mind and become a demon, so why do I have to kill them all?"
Underground, Grandma Dryad shouted sternly, shouting the most cowardly words in the loudest tone.
"Haha, you monster, you still dare to use forceful words and make nonsense!"
Liao Wenjie waved his hand to summon a flying sword, which penetrated deep into the underground root system and exploded so that grandma could not escape: "Let me ask you, you swore to change your mind, and I killed demons to do justice for heaven. How come a win-win situation turned into me killing them all?"
"It's too much to bully others! It's too much to bully others!!"
Grandma Dryad felt extremely aggrieved when she heard this. She went about her business in Hualou without attracting or provoking anyone. Who would have thought that Liao Wenjie and Yan Chixia came to the door and without saying a word, first snatched the girl from her, then beat her until she became paralyzed, and finally, they went on to kill her backer.
In my thousands of years of practice, I have never seen such a cruel Taoist priest.
Grandma Dryad grew more and more angry as she thought about it. She dared to be angry and speak out, but she didn't dare to show up. She could only beg and beg, hoping that Liao Wenjie would let her live because he thought it was not easy for her to practice cultivation.
There was no way, even the old demon from Montenegro died, and the city was reduced to ruins. With her little ability, if she dared to show up, she would be dead. She had no other choice but to beg for mercy.
"How dare you talk nonsense!"
"The sword transforms into thousands, nameless and formless, and the sun and moon shine together!"
“Ahhhh————”
After the indiscriminate bombing, Liao Wenjie stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, looked at the messy ground in the mountains, nodded secretly, turned around and walked towards Lanruo Temple.
"The Taoist master is tired of subduing demons today. I will deal with you tomorrow after I have eaten. Remember, it is still this time. If you dare to run away... that's right. You are like a tree. The roots are too deep. You can't run away even if you want to."
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There was a little problem in the morning and I was late!