Yan Chixia only felt that the eyes of the person opposite her were deep, as if they were transcending the world of mortals. She felt a little more cautious in her heart. After a long time, she slowly said: "Lanruo Temple is haunted now, you'd better not stay."
As if he had known it for a long time, Chen Xiu sat leisurely under the old willow tree and said casually: "Since it is haunted, why do you stay here?"
"I am here to subjugate demons and eliminate demons." Yan Chixia frowned slightly. He couldn't see through the person in front of him! He seems to be an ordinary person with no cultivation, but the divine intention in his movements is extremely vast and profound and difficult to fathom.
At this time, the sky had turned dark, and there were footsteps outside the door, stumbling around. It was a young scholar carrying a book box.
"Sir, this is Lanruo Temple, a place haunted by ghosts from the underworld. Please leave quickly." Yan Chixia said coldly.
The young scholar gasped and said slowly: "Outside, it's more dangerous outside, it's already dark. My, my name is..."
"Ning Caichen, right?" The light words sounded, and Ning Caichen was slightly startled.
He pointed at himself in surprise: "You, you know me?"
Chen Xiu said with great interest: "I have some relationship with your elders and know you."
This was the first time in his life that he encountered such a familiar story, and he couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed and relaxed, like a person watching a show.
At this time, there was a cold wind blowing, and the willow leaves were flying and falling, adding a bit of chill and chill.
Ning Caichen is a standard Confucian scholar, handsome and slender. He held the book box with great care and muttered: "The son is silent and has strange power and chaos..."
"Leader, with your strength, why don't you suppress the evil here?" The left envoy of light spoke in a rather secretive voice.
He had witnessed with his own eyes the almost god-like ability of the leader, and his words were respected by heaven and earth, which was beyond the realm of the four great saints in the world.
As long as the leader is willing, he can definitely suppress the ghosts in this place with a raised hand.
Chen Xiu closed his eyes slightly, as if closing his eyes to rest, and said leisurely: "Don't be in a hurry, let's take a look."
For him, the only thing worth caring about was Wang Yan.
At this moment, the power of his soul completely enveloped the huge Lanruo Temple, including the deep ancient forest of more than ten miles in all directions. Everything was in his eyes, as if he were watching it from the palm of his hand.
Yan Chixia stepped into the hall, lit a bonfire, pondered for a while and then said: "Master Ning, you must stay in this main hall after nightfall. You must not go to the branch hall of Lanruo Temple, let alone sleep in the Zen room and In the guest room, do you understand?"
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the crowd, and he saw Mr. Wang Yan and Miss Yan Xueer leaning on each other, seeming to be sensing their surroundings with great caution.
The elegant middle-aged man in brocade robes and the blind swordsman were both holding their breath and concentrating, and were highly alert. Only the person called the "leader" was extremely relaxed.
"The strength of young hero Wang Yan seems to be equal to mine. Those two guys have strong auras and are at least the first-class masters in the world. I just hope that there is no malice in their hearts. Otherwise, the evil ghost in Lanruo Temple, but It's hard to get rid of." Yan Chixia said in her heart.
Ning Caichen opened the book box with some heartache. Several seemingly precious ancient books were stained with water.
He asked in a low voice: "Master Yan, I can go and dry some books outside the palace. Is that okay?"
Yan Chixia nodded slightly: "Don't go far, it's best to stay in front of the palace."
"Okay." Ning Caichen carefully dried the book in front of the palace. At this time, dark clouds dispersed in the sky, covering the bright moon.
Chen Xiu chuckled lightly and said calmly: "Here he comes."
When Yan Chixia was confused, a cold wind suddenly blew by. When she looked up again, Ning Caichen in front of her had disappeared!
"Not good!" Wang Yan stood up suddenly and exclaimed.
Yan Chixia felt extremely self-reproached, drew her sword and stepped out of the hall. The power of her soul was released, looking extremely dignified.
"You guys should go too and help Hero Yan." Chen Xiudan said in a calm voice, and both the Left Envoy of Light and the Blind Swordsman took orders and stepped out of the hall.
Wang Yan hesitated slightly and whispered: "Senior and junior are also righteous people, so we must take action."
"Go ahead, I will keep an eye on you at any time." Chen Xiu spoke very calmly, with strong confidence in his words.
After receiving the promise, Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the hall. As if he knew it, he turned into the darkness of the corner alone and whispered:
"It should be here, right? That Nie Xiaoqian, I remember it should be here. She met Ning Caichen and said she was bewitched by her grandma..."
At this moment, the Zen room in front of him quietly opened, and a peerless beauty walked in. Even in the dark, her face would be stunning.
"I dare to ask, but in front of Miss Nie Xiaoqian..." Before Wang Yan could finish his words, a huge black hand completely penetrated his body.
The next moment, the light in Chen Xiu's eyes disappeared, and his vision returned to the hall where the bonfire was burning. He saw Ning Caichen who was reading a book with heartache, Yan Chixia who was wiping her long sword, and the words in his ears sounded on time: "Master, With your strength, why don’t you suppress the evil here?”
It's really like going back in time. How is this possible? Chen Xiu's eyes were half open and half closed, still calm and relaxed, but his heart was extremely solemn.
He could be sure that this was a real time travel, and the traces of time he felt were definitely not an illusion!
"Haha, this world has really come to the right place." Chen Xiu smiled softly, his curiosity becoming more and more intense.
The Emperor Wu is able to block the power of his soul, and the mysterious knight controls the power of time. The world is also very similar to the mythical stories he knows!
"Master Yan, I'll go and dry some books outside the palace, that's okay, right?" Ning Caichen's slightly cautious words sounded.
Before Yan Chixia could speak, a lazy voice sounded: "Mr. Wang Yan, please accompany Mr. Ning. After all, it is not safe here."
Wang Yan nodded slightly and said, "Since the seniors have said so, I will go with Mr. Ning."
With that said, he helped lift Ning Caichen's book box, and the two of them walked outside the main hall and dried the books in the courtyard.
The sky is changing, the bright moon disappears, and thick smoke clouds cover the sky.
"No!" Yan Chixia stood up suddenly, with anger on her face.
What he felt was that not only Master Ning Caichen, but also the aura of Young Master Wang Yan no longer existed!
Chen Xiu's eyes closed and his soul opened.
In his feeling, Wang Yan's aura had dissipated and he should have died.
"Is it coming?" Chen Xiu muttered, his eyes suddenly opened.
In an instant, the illusory river of time emerged in his childish hole.
Invisible ripples stirred in Lanruo Temple, and the world first went dark, and then returned to light again.
"Master Yan, I'll go and dry some books outside the palace. That should be okay, right?"
This sentence sounded again.
Chen Xiu smiled faintly, he had mastered some rules.
As long as Wang Yan re-casts it a few more times, he will solve this mystery!
