Ning Caichen turned around and saw that his back was very peaceful. The shadows of the trees were swaying under the moonlight, which were quite poetic and picturesque. He was about to turn around and ask what the swordsman in Mai saw, but suddenly he heard a roar like thunder in his ear.

He was shocked and his mind was dizzy.

The whole person suddenly jumped up from the ground, hugged behind the swordsman of Mai, and screamed, "What, what?"

The swordsman of Mai turned around, squatted down and looked at the scholar who was frightened by himself, and laughed in a dark voice: "I just yelled like this, you must hide behind me. If I tell you there is a tiger here, then you should hide in my crotch? Ah?"

His tone suddenly changed rapidly and sternly: "If I tell you the truth about it, you will be scared to death and sick!"

The Mai Swordsman snorted and glared at Ning Caichen, then turned around and walked into his room.

Ning Caichen was startled by him. He dared not stay alone in the yard at this moment. He hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Then, then, is there really a tiger here?"

The Mai Swordsman sneered: "Then what, there is no tiger here, but there is something more terrifying than a tiger. Leave here immediately, otherwise, even the gods will not be able to save you!"

Ning Caichen was forced by his sword. He did not dare to resist bluntly, so he had to nod his head weakly and said, "Okay, I understand, I'll leave now."

The Mai Swordsman hummed with satisfaction, jumped up from the ground, and fled into his own house.

Ning Caichen swallowed and spitted. Seeing that the man was quick and quick in his steps, he was obviously a swordsman with martial arts. But it was better to think of this. It would be much safer to have such a swordsman as his companion than to sleep in the mountains and forests outside!

Ning Caichen didn't expect to turn around and fight the beasts in the mountains. When he heard the swordsman in the maroon returned to the room, he hurried to the second floor and found a monk's house to live in.

When he pushed open the door, he did not notice that a ray of fragrant wind was floating behind him, and a beautiful figure flashed by in the fragrant wind. The beautiful figure looked at Ning Caichen with interest. The light of autumn waves was astonishing as the world turned, making the beauties all over the world dizzy!

Although Ning Caichen had no chance to see such a beautiful woman, it was very satisfying for him to have such a monk's house to shelter from the wind and rain. He lit up the oil lamp with him and set up the scattered wooden boards on the ground to make a table.

Then I put some wormwood on the bed and couldn't help but chuckled: "With these wormwood, I'll sleep comfortably and steadily tonight!"

It's another story about the wormwood mattress on the bed. It's a different story. Since Ning Caichen lived in Lanruo Temple, he might have difficulty sleeping soundly. Several accomplices were possessed by his corpse during his lifetime and crawled very slowly.

The gangsters were possessed by the stiff corpses and moved slowly. Their corpses were absorbed by their grandmother, and they were as decaying as an 800-year-old man.

With the cover of moonlight and darkness, they were very fast, but they were light and without any noise. Even Ning Caichen in the monk's house did not notice any movement on the roof.

There was a little abnormal creaking sound, and in this strange Lanruo Temple, it seemed extremely normal.

However, I didn't realize that something was wrong.

Ning Caichen was lying on his bed when he suddenly felt that it was sticky under him. He sat up again and lit the oil lamp. He had just laid the wormwood. I don’t know when there was a little more water stain.

He wiped a little on his hand and put it on his nose to smell it, and immediately a pungent stench hit him.

Ning Caichen frowned and said in his heart: "This smell is like the stench of corpses accumulated over the years in the charity village." However, there is clearly no one living in Lanruo Temple, so how can the stench of corpses be emitted?

The smell was pungent. Ning Caichen frowned, and his sleepiness was so suffocated by the smell. He simply walked to the next door to knock on the door of the Mai Swordsman.

Mayi swordsman was meditating in the room to practice qi. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door and opened his eyes immediately. He heard the voice of the young scholar before. Mayi swordsman sat cross-legged and thought about it, but simply stood up and walked to the door and opened the door, asking, "Why haven't you left yet, you scholar?"

Ning Caichen held the oil lamp and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the master will live alone here and stay away, so I came here to ask for advice like you."

The Mai Swordsman looked at Ning Caichen, and saw that his tone was simple and sincere. He was silent for a moment and still soft-heartedly said, "Forget it, come in first." He sighed softly and said, "Oh, it's hard to do a good person!"

Ning Caichen looked at Mayi swordsman carefully sealing the doors and windows, and then said carefully: "Master, what are the truth here?"

He was still thinking about the things that Mai Swordsman had scared him before.

The Mai Swordsman asked Ning Caichen to come in and asked with a silence: "How is it, little scholar, have you ever touched anything?"

Ning Caichen was numb when the Mai swordsman smiled and said, "I have touched all the things in the room."

The Mai Swordsman asked again: "Then have you encountered any strange things?"

Ning Caichen felt that the strangest thing in this Lanruo Temple was the swordsman in Mai. He asked back honestly and unceremoniously: "Don't you include the bag?"

The swordsman in Mai looked at Ning Caichen and laughed, then slapped the ground and said, "What are you saying? I'm talking about serious things to you, why are you kidding me!" Ning Caichen was startled by him and stepped backwards one after another.

Ning Caichen felt a little wronged and said, "How can I know when you are serious and when you are joking with me? There is always a silly smile on your face, and you are the one who is the most intriguing!"

The Mayi Swordsman sighed and said, "My name is Yan Chixia, I am a practitioner from the Kongtong Sect. Let me tell you, you should leave Lanruo Temple quickly. There are really ghosts here!"

Ning Caichen was frightened by Yan Chixia and stepped on the floor, almost falling down. Under the floor, he slowly sucked and spitted the ghost body and looked at the bloody food delivered to the door. If he had saliva, he would have already flowed all over the ground.

These corpses of ghosts are transformed by the weakest people killed by grandma. Even if a person in real practice turns into a ghost, he can easily transform into a yin body. The most powerful one is the ghost immortal body carried by Miss Xiao Zhuo. Even ordinary celestial immortals cannot be easily eliminated in golden armor.
Chapter completed!