When Yan Chixia arrived at Lanruo Temple, it was already evening.

The sunset shot out the afterglow, the mist rose in the forest, and Yan Chixia's shadow was stretched long. In desperation, he prepared to live in Lanruo Temple, a temple that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

It's not that he knows that Lanruo Temple is weird, but that all abandoned temples, Taoist temples, villages, and cities in the world are likely to have all kinds of weirdness.

More importantly, Yan Chixia is expected to use qi skills. He looked at Lanruo Temple and saw at a glance that this was a murderous place.

However, at night, it is safer to be inside than outside.

In this old forest, Lanruo Temple is like a torch, passing pedestrians are like moths, knowing that Lanruo Temple is very dangerous, but driven by darkness and an inexplicable sense of crisis, I have to walk into Lanruo Temple.

As soon as the gate of Lanruo Temple was pushed, the wind picked up, bringing a few leaves.

Yan Chixia was stunned suddenly, grabbed a handful in the air, then looked down at her palm, and said to herself suspiciously: "Ash!

Shaking his head, he led the horse and walked in.

In the courtyard, it seems that no one has cleaned it for a long time. The yard was covered with snow, mixed with withered yellow leaves.

In the middle of the yard, an ancient tree. The large, stocky, man-high roots of the trees crushed the bluestone slabs that lay on the ground, leaving several huge cracks in the ground, some of which were even lifted out, revealing the dirt below, which was now covered in snow.

However, this domineering ancient tree is no match for the winter ice and snow. The leaves of the trees were almost gone, and only a few of them hung on them, bare, and pitiful.

The cold snap of winter turns the branches white, just like the silver strands on the head of an old man with thinning hair, giving people a feeling of drooping old age.

But in Yan Chixia's view, all this is an illusion. This ancient tree may seem miserable, but in fact it is extremely vigorous. It's like a volcano under the ice and snow, and it contains extremely terrifying power in its body.

I just don't know how many bones are buried under the roots of this tree.

Yan Chixia retracted her gaze and dragged the horse that wanted to pass around the ancient tree.

Where the ancient tree is located, a large tripod should have been placed for good men and women to plant incense and pray here.

I walked through the courtyard and into the main hall opposite. The inside of the hall is better than the outside, and it is also as cold as an ice cellar.

The roof was mostly snow-white, the ice picks hung down from the eaves, and the gate was half against the wall, as if it would fall down at the slightest touch. The paper on the window was already in tatters, and the wind whined in.

The tall Buddha statue has long been smashed and turned into rubble. A lot of things that were of little use were taken away, and the hall was empty.

Yan Chixia stood in front of the smashed Buddha statue for a long time, looking at the fire-smoked walls and the almost imperceptible spots of blood, sighed, and then turned to go out.

Just when Yan Chixia was wandering around Lanruo Temple, in an ancient tower in Lanruo Temple, the situation inside was completely different from the death outside.

Inside, the lights are shining, and the heat is steaming. In the red light, people come and go, staggered, and from time to time someone "climbs" and steps on the stairs, which is very lively.

This ancient pagoda, which was originally used to worship relics and make people look at and worship, has now been transformed into a small treasury, which is sad and lamentable.

"You don't know, today can freak out Lao Tzu. On the side of the staircase, in front of a square table, a guy with (wolf) dog ears (wolf) dog nose hugged two or two female ghosts, and while drinking, he shouted loudly with red eyes: "Lao Tzu led the children to chase the horse, but suddenly it exploded next to me with a bang, almost scaring Lao Tzu to death." Don't you know, several of Lao Tzu's children were killed on the spot, and one of them had half of his body left, hanging on the tree, charred and smoking......"

Speaking of which, this dog-eared and dog-nosed guy is just a mouthful of wine, and it can be seen that he is frightened, and he still has palpitations.

"Yes, yes, dog's day, I don't know who set the fire, so lacking in virtue, burned Lao Tzu's house, Ge Lao Tzu. If it weren't for Lao Tzu's fast running, I'm afraid it would have been ripe by now. A half-human, half-snake snake demon spat out red letters and responded loudly.

"TND, the wolf boss must know. A monkey demon stood up as soon as he smashed the wine glass, pointed at the guy with dog ears and dog nose and said, "Big wolf, tell me quickly, who is the guy who burned my house?"

"He's dead. The big wolf's hand was withdrawn from the female ghost's clothes, and he said, "He was in the fire at that time, and he must have been burned to ashes." ”

"Holy shit, cheap him!"

At the top of the tower, there was a rather terrifying scene.

Different from the various female ghosts in the Pinjin Cave below, there are more than 10 female ghosts gathered here, all of them are thrillingly beautiful, but it looks like a large gathering of multiple children. Without exception, they all look very much like Xiao Qian, and they are also exceptional, the beauty is so fake, so illusory, like a bubble with colorful brilliance in the sun.

One poke, and it's broken.

"Sisters, whose man is that?" By the window, a female ghost in a flower dress looked at Yan Chixia who was leading a horse in the temple, fanning the mandarin duck fan leisurely, and licking her red lips with her scarlet tongue: "I'm so strong, I like this sunny man." ”

"Phew, Sassy Hoofs has a fever again. A female ghost lotus in a colorful skirt moved lightly, and also reached the window, and then her eyes suddenly widened, and she couldn't help but cover her small mouth with a fan: "Wow, what a strong man, I'm so good." ”

"I'll see, I'll see. ”

Another female ghost squeezed over, looked out the window, and then screamed excitedly: "Ah, which sister hooked the man, it's the best, especially his beard, so cute!"

"These broad shoulders, these thick arms, these strong chest muscles, especially this waist, are so powerful at first glance!!"

A group of female ghosts crowded at the window and scratched, pushing and pushing, and the warbler Yanyan was so lively.

"Oops, my hair. ”

A reckless female ghost sticks her head out of the window, and as a result, a strand of hair is exposed to the sunlight and is instantly burned to ashes.

The female ghost hurriedly retracted her head, grabbed her hair and wanted to cry without tears, and the other female ghosts giggled, but the stiff smile made the whole fragrant and pleasant attic full of ghosts.

"You daredevil, think like a man thinks the same thing......"

In the midst of their giggling laughter, Yan Chixia suddenly turned her head to look at the tower. However, this towering and conspicuous tower stood there, but in his pupils, red clouds, ancient temples, snow, and frozen ponds were reflected, but there was no ancient tower that stood there.

Yan Chixia's rich eyebrows squeezed to the middle, and suddenly a profound word "Chuan" appeared in the center of her eyebrows.

He frowned and looked at the wisps of black smoke that were in the air, thoughtful.

After a while, as if talking to himself, and as if to the horse leading behind him, "Anyway, it's getting late, let's find a place to stay." ”