Yan Chixia waited behind the door, waiting for the female ghost to come closer, then broke out of the door and captured her.
But the girl only glanced at Yan Chixia's room and turned around and left without hesitation.
Yan Chixia didn't wait for anyone, so she quickly opened the door and took a look, but there was no ghost.
"Why don't you come to me? Am I not handsome enough?"
Yan Chixia was full of complaints, "Or is it that your heroic appearance last night has been ruined, so you don't dare to come?"
But the girl has gone far away. She is walking in Lanyin Temple, as if she is familiar with everything here, and knows every plant and tree like the back of her hand.
She walked to the palace. The nameless palace was brightly lit. She didn't seem to be afraid of the solemn atmosphere and walked into it easily.
The lights are flickering and the fragrance of orchids is fragrant.
All the furnishings in front of the Buddha have disappeared, leaving only brilliantly blooming orchids.
The girl raised her head and looked at the Buddha statue. The sacred golden Buddha disappeared into the temple at some point, and was replaced by a holy statue of the goddess scattering flowers.
This day the celestial maiden is wearing silk clothes, her hair is in a high bun, her figure is graceful, and she is looking forward to the glory. She has a beautiful face and affectionate eyebrows. She is holding a gold plate in one hand, with several orchids placed in it. The other hand is held in the shape of a flower, also holding a piece of orchid.
The girl took the incense in front of the statue, lit it and placed it in the incense burner.
The white smoke of this incense mixed with the fragrance of orchids, turning into billowing white mist, spreading from the palace.
The girl's figure disappeared from the white mist, and there were shadows in the white mist, as if there were human figures dancing in it.
"Xiaoqian is back, why are you here empty-handed?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I brought a gift for grandma and I'm about to pick it up." The girl snorted coldly.
White mist emerged, and all figures and sounds disappeared in it for a moment.
Thick white mist came from all directions, easily covering all the monks' houses.
Whether it was the Lanxi scholar and servant in the east wing, or Ning Caichen and Ma Junji in the south monk's residence, they all fell asleep in the white mist.
There was only a flash of red light in Yan Chixia's monk's room, and the swordsman dressed as a scholar broke out of the door and stood coldly in the courtyard, observing the ghostly presence in the white mist.
Unable to see anything clearly in the white mist, Yan Chixia frowned and walked towards the door of Ning Caichen and Ma Junji's room. He hung a cloth bag in front of Ning Caichen's door and put a jade After hanging in front of Ma Junji's door, he returned to his room, hugged the sword box and fell asleep.
The mist is heavy and humid, giving people the illusion of sinking underwater.
But from the surface to the water, it seems to have passed through a whole world, and it suddenly became clear again.
Crow Cemetery led the way, and the confused Ma Junji and Ning Caichen followed Crow into Orchid Township, and then followed the sound of chanting and started pretending to be monks at Zhen's natal home.
This time, no one disturbed her, so Yan Chixia blended in smoothly and became a part of it.
The girl named Xiaoqian went to the east wing in person, rolled up the Lanxi scholar's waist with a ribbon in the white mist, and led him deep into the white mist.
The Lanxi scholar was so confused that he grabbed Bai Ling and followed him forward until he entered the "deep orchid shade", passed through a path full of orchids, and stopped in a valley.
Scholar Lanxi suddenly woke up and looked at Xiaoqian, showing joy and a desire to win, "Girl, didn't you want to bring me to see the Goddess of Flowers? Why are you here?"
He followed Bai Ling forward, wanting to get closer to Xiaoqian, but Xiaoqian suddenly let go of her hand and let the Bai Ling fly away, and was held by Scholar Lanxi.
Xiaoqian opened her arms and said, "Don't you want to see the Flower Goddess? Then look carefully!"
It suddenly became dark.
No, it wasn't that it was dark, but something blocked the sunlight, shrouding Scholar Lanxi in shadow.
The soil was rolling and bulging, and the orchids in full bloom seemed to be wrapped in the soil, entangled like mud snakes and rushing out of the ground.
The mountain peaks on both sides continued to fall with dirt, and Scholar Lanxi could not stand firmly and fell to the ground. He looked up at the blocked sky, showing an expression of extreme fear.
The ground beneath his feet continued to rise, lifting him and Xiaoqian into the air, blending with the huge shadow in the sky.
Xiaoqian said: "Look, the goddess of flowers you want to see."
The huge shadow mixed with soil and orchids revealed a vague humanoid face. The face was vaguely personal, and the whole body seemed to be that of a beautiful woman. The towering buns were stacked in layers, making her look extremely gentle.
But when this huge and beautiful human form is made of countless soil and orchids, it gives people an uncontrollable sense of fear.
Tall and majestic, beautiful and terrifying, enchanting and evil.
Scholar Lanxi and Xiaoqian were held in her hands. The mountains on both sides of the bank were her legs sitting cross-legged. There was dirt surging all the time on her body, revealing "like figures" made of dirt and orchids that were similar to hers. beauty".
This is the Lady of Flowers that the scholar in Lanxi wants to see, the Lady of Flowers who is recorded in the county annals and the clan’s collection of books.
Xiaoqian asked: "Don't you want to see the Flower Goddess and your great-great-aunt?"
The endless fantasies in Scholar Lanxi's heart were wiped out in an instant. He shook his head and backed away like crazy, retreating to the edge of his palm, shouting: "It's gone, I don't want to see it anymore!"
Xiaoqian showed a sarcastic expression, "Grandma, this is the gift I brought you."
The soil surged in the palm, and a figure exactly like the goddess enshrined in the temple broke away from the soil, revealing her true appearance.
She looked at the scholar from Lanxi, smiled strangely, and said, "Great aunt?"
The soil climbed up from Lanxi Scholar's feet, locking him in like a vine and sending him to the Lady of Flowers. The soil was like a pair of invisible hands, grabbing his face and forcing him to look into the eyes of the Scattered Flower Goddess.
Scholar Lanxi wanted to ask for mercy, but he couldn't move.
Just when he thought he was going to die, the Lady of Flowers showed some surprise and said: "They are really my descendants."
The Lanxi scholar burst into tears, but the soil had gently put him down. The Flower Goddess took out a handkerchief from nowhere, wiped his face, and said with a smile: "You little brat, how dare you be so brave?" Come to me."
Scholar Lanxi gradually regained his composure and showed an embarrassed and ashamed expression.
Lady Sanhua looked at Xiaoqian and said with a smile: "You girl, you really brought me a good gift. Is that gift over there also the gift you brought me?"
Xiaoqian showed a puzzled expression.
The Flower Goddess shook her head and said, "It seems you didn't bring it."
She looked under the huge palm and on the ground of the huge clay statue, as if there was something there. Xiaoqian looked over, but it was clearly empty.
"Hide your head and show your tail!"
Countless whip cords were drilled out of the icon made of soil and orchids, twisting into the void like the roots of a plant.
It was as if something had broken and scattered into countless moonlights.
The whip ropes tied one of the objects, but then they fell apart again, leaving a tattered straw man on the ground.
Lady Sanhua raised her eyebrows: "Escaped? Deep in the orchid shade, where can you escape to! Chase me!"
Human figures made of orchids and soil flew out from the huge holy statue. They looked very similar to the holy statue, as if they were the flower-spreading maidens walking in formation, and they chased towards the path Xiaoqian came from.
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Woohoo, yesterday’s manuscript is gone again. Starting from today, I will work overtime until 9pm every day. Until the end of the month, I will have to stay up late again.
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