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In this room, Jiang Chen and Yan Chixia were still busy collecting Xiahou Wu's ashes, in Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen walked out of the room, went downstairs, the quiet scenery of the backyard was visible, he looked at it while walking, and unconsciously fell into a trance, just at this moment, there was a burst of elegant piano sound from behind, the music was tactful and undulating, it seemed that someone was playing and singing, he raised his head, looked around, but saw that he was still standing alone in the courtyard, and the sound of the piano came from the depths of Lanruo Temple.

"Listening to the elegance of this harp, the person who plays the harp must have worked this path, and his skill is extraordinary and extraordinary. Attracted by the sound of the piano, Ning Caichen's thoughts flipped over, and he walked towards the source of the music, turned around a dense forest, and what appeared in front of him was a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The small pavilion is full of antiquity, there is a pontoon bridge leading to the shore, there are two big stone lions on both sides, it is extraordinarily mighty, but in this bleak night, it seems to be much lonely, and the sound of the piano comes from the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, adding a little sadness.

Ning Caichen stood on the shore for a while, after all, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, walked up, and the singing voice from the wind was like a girl's voice, he had the heart to see the hermit who played the piano late at night, but he was afraid of the sudden beauty, and when he was hesitating in his heart, the woman in the pavilion in the middle of the lake seemed to have found something, and the music in her hand stopped, and asked, "Who is outside?"

The voice was gentle and tactful, like the spring breeze in February, Ning Caichen opened his eyes that were fascinated by the music of the piano, and looked along the pontoon bridge, and the one who practiced the piano in the pavilion in the center of the lake was indeed an extremely beautiful girl, he hurriedly walked on the pontoon bridge, bowed and said: "I have no malice, I just heard the girl play the piano and then followed the sound of the piano here." ”

The woman lowered her head and saw a living person in the pavilion, she was first taken aback, then pursed her lips and showed a pure and flawless smile like a little girl, and put her hands on the strings of the guqin to continue playing.

Ning Caichen is a person who likes music and rhythm, and besides, the beauty is current, even if she is a second wood, I am afraid she will show a lot of interest in music and rhythm.

Seeing that the woman was not disgusted by her arrival, Ning Caichen was suddenly overjoyed, and walked a few steps closer to the pavilion, Shi Shiran said loudly: "Xiaosheng Ning Caichen, dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Xiao Qian. The woman spoke, "Childe, please come into the pavilion and speak." ”

"Since the girl is invited, dare not obey. Ning Caichen walked into the small pavilion and was about to take a few steps closer, however, at this moment, a red light suddenly burst out on his body, with a scorching scorching aura.

Xiao Qian's hand slipped, and the string on the guqin was suddenly broken, as if she was greatly frightened, and hurriedly covered her face.

Ning Caichen was originally a fairly upright scholar, with Haoran righteousness, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and when he walked with Jiang Chen all the way, because of Jiang Chen's outbreak of Qilin coercion, he was contaminated with a bit of Jiang Chen's Qilin True Fire Breath, although it was not easy to be a ghost, but it was not something that ordinary Yin Soul Ghost cultivators could easily approach.

Although Xiao Qian was favored by the thousand-year-old tree demon and obtained the method of ghost cultivation, her cultivation was comparable to that of ordinary ghosts, but where could she withstand the impact of the breath of the Qilin True Fire?

Fortunately, Ning Caichen was only contaminated with a little Qilin True Fire, and he was not aggressive, but this sudden situation was enough to surprise Ning Caichen, so that he didn't understand the situation at all and didn't know what was going on. It's just that although he saw that Xiao Qian was like an elf in another world, beautiful and clear, but her face was a little pale, and her face was not very good, so he immediately asked with concern: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qian's eyes flowed, seeing that Ning Caichen didn't seem to suspect her identity, her mind moved at the moment, and she immediately counted it in her heart, and then, she gently loosened the light yarn on her hand, and the white yarn suddenly fluttered with the night wind, like a white cloud dotting the starry sky at night.

"Oops, my yarn" exclaimed, Xiaoqian half-hid her face, her face was full of pity, which made people feel cute, and I felt pity.

Although Ning Caichen is just a weak scholar, since he can do the work of helping people collect debts, in addition to being forced to make a living, he also has a little bit of responsibility, seeing this situation, he quickly stood up.

"Don't worry, I'll pick it up for you. As he spoke, Ning Caichen walked towards the lake, Xiao Qian's wonderful eyes turned, she glanced at Ning Caichen indifferently, and secretly pinched a magic trick in her hand, Ning Caichen only felt that his feet slipped and he had already stepped into the air and fell directly into the lake.

"Oh, Childe, how are you?" Xiao Qian asked in a coquettish voice, with indescribable tenderness, listening to people's ears, there is a great charm that melts people.

Although Ning Caichen can swim, but in the middle of the night in this icy lake water, suddenly cold all over his body, he looked around, everywhere was misty water vapor, condensing frost, but there was still a trace of light veil.

"Childe, the water is cold at night, just forget it if you can't find it. Xiao Qianjiao opened her voice, and between her words, there was an indescribable charm on her body, which made her already beautiful even more tempting.

"Oh well. "Ning Caichen is an ordinary person after all, how can he withstand such confusion, and at that moment, the ghost envoy responded and returned to the lake.

Xiao Qian was in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, lightly exposing half of her white and tender calves and a delicate and small jade foot, leaning down half of her body, her jade arms were half naked, and she stretched out.

With the help of the beautiful woman, Ning Caichen quickly climbed back into the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, he gasped for breath, and said with palpitations: "Why is this lake so deep?" In a state of confusion, he didn't consider at all how could there be such a clear lake in such a gloomy mountain forest. But he is an honest man after all, even in this state, he has not forgotten Xiaoqian's white yarn, and after a short rest, he said to himself: "This lake is really deep and cold, but don't worry, girl, I will scoop it up for you tomorrow morning." ”

"Childe. What Xiao Qian wants is not the white yarn in the lake, she wants to be a man like Ning Caichen, and she pounced on the situation at the moment, and gently threw herself into Ning Caichen's arms, she knows her charm very well, and is confident that no man in the world can resist such a temptation.

Unexpectedly, what she encountered was an outlier.

Ning Caichen rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he saw Xiao Qian leaning on his body, he hurriedly reached out to push Xiao Qian away. It's just that when he touched Miss Xiaoqian's body, he immediately couldn't help but shrink back, and asked out loud in puzzlement: "Girl, are you sick? Why are your hands colder than mine?"

Just when Ning Caichen and Xiao Qianqing were talking to me, Jiang Chen and Yan Chixia had already collected Xiahou Wu's ashes, and as soon as the two returned to Lanruo Temple, they immediately found that Ning Caichen was missing.

"Oh, it's not good!" Seeing this, Yan Chixia seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Little brother, I forgot to tell your scholar friend, in the barren forest behind this Lanruo Temple, there is a big tree, after thousands of years, it has already been cultivated into a fine, and it is very vicious, and often instructs a group of ghosts under his command to harm people everywhere, just because after I came, most of the bad people he killed, I didn't meddle in my affairs, your scholar friend, shouldn't it be poisoned?"

"This" Jiang Chen couldn't help frowning when he heard this, but said in his mouth: "Probably not, my friend, although he is a down-and-out scholar, is honest and kind, and he seems to be quite blessed, not a short-lived ghost." ”

It's just that, saying that, he doesn't dare to be 100% sure, after all, this is a complete world, and previous experience has clearly told him that the reincarnation plot is not static, especially when his variable appears in the plot.

"I hope so. Yan Chixia said in a deep voice: "However, I advise you not to have too many illusions, after all, the example of Brother Xiahou is right in front of you." ”

"What Yan Daxia said is very true, I will go to find him. Nodding his head to be taught, Jiang Chen immediately turned around and hurried towards the outside of the temple.

"Little brother, you wait for me, that tree demon is powerful, I'll go with you!" Yan Chixia shouted, and hurriedly followed (to be continued.) )