Chapter 5, Ning's surname and name Caichen, his life is unique
Listening to what Chen Hongyu said, Min Zhi felt the spiritual consciousness attached to his body and cursed in his heart: "In this situation, do I dare to say no?"
Although he was slandering in his heart, Min Zhi had a flattering smile on his face: "If the senior needs it, the junior will naturally be willing to serve as a guide."
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Baiyun Temple was originally located in a mountain forest. After the catastrophe forty years ago, it became even more desolate after the incense declined.
The road leading to the Taoist temple is also covered with all kinds of lush vegetation.
Min Zhi walked in the front, waving the whisk in his hand, and the surrounding branches and leaves automatically avoided to form a path.
Chen Hongyu sat on Heitan's back and followed him.
"Huh!" After taking a deep breath and pausing for a moment, Min Zhilao continued his work of opening up the road.
For some unknown reason, the trees on the road he used to go to the ghost market were extremely lush, even excessive.
However, compared to his physical cultivation, this difficulty is nothing and cannot block the road at all.
But the man behind him had to sit on his little donkey, so someone had to clear the way.
With two people and one donkey, he was the only one who could do this, but fortunately, this master, who didn't tell the horse to run or eat grass, would give guidance on his practice from time to time.
Some of the problems exposed by his use of magic in opening up roads were all pointed out. For a while, even though he was on the receiving end of the squeeze, he actually felt quite content with it.
"Whoa!" Two bushes were pushed far away, and several "gurgling" sounds were heard, and several skulls rolled out.
After clearing away the bushes, there were still some skeletons on the exposed ground. At a glance, it seemed that four or five people were dead.
"It seems like a lot of people die in Baiyun Temple." Chen Hongyu sighed with emotion.
Although these corpses looked very old, he could tell with his spiritual consciousness that these corpses were only a few months away from death.
Hearing his emotion, Min Zhi smiled and said: "Senior, I don't know. Although Baiyun Temple is remote, it is on an important road. Many travelers who don't know the situation here and take a shortcut will stay here.
However, this Baiyun Temple is the location of a ghost market after all. The weather is unpredictable on weekdays, with heavy fog often appearing. Even at noon, there is still a cold and gloomy atmosphere.
Since many farmers who went into the mountains to hunt and stay in Baiyunguan died at the hands of those ghosts, there have been very few locals coming here, and most of them are outsiders who are in a hurry and don't know the truth."
Through this forest, there is a relatively rugged mountain road.
Old Taoist Min Zhi led the way, while Chen Hongyu sat on Heitan.
At sunset, the two finally arrived at Baiyun Temple.
At a glance, it is full of ruins, and large tracts of dilapidated and collapsed palaces and houses tell the story of the prosperity of the past.
"Looking at this ruins, you can know that the Baiyun Temple must have been very prosperous in the past."
Immediately, Chen Hongyu and Min Zhi entered the temple and chose a palace as a place to stay.
This ghost market only officially opens at midnight every day, which is still some time away.
This palace was still relatively strong and did not collapse. Chen Hongyu found a house, took out a bed and lay down directly on it. Min Zhi, who was looking at it, was a little envious.
The sky gradually darkened, but suddenly a light rain began to fall from the sky.
At this moment, a figure suddenly broke into the hall.
"It's bad luck!" The person who came was a middle-aged man with a beard. Although his face was full of beard, it could be seen from the outline of his face that this man had a handsome face.
At this time, he took off his clothes and twisted them hard, and a lot of rain fell down.
After putting on the clothes that he had wringed out, he looked at Chen Hongyu and Min Zhi and said with a smile: "I usually know that the weather in this ghost market is not normal, but today it happened to be a rainy day. In order to avoid the rain,
He randomly selected a intact temple and ran in.
Sorry for any inconvenience."
Seeing his polite attitude, Chen Hongyu naturally would not provoke him for no reason. He held the book and waved his Taoist hand and said with a smile: "This temple is an ownerless thing, and there are many rooms in it. Taoist friends can find it by themselves."
Just rest in a room."
At this time, even practicing cultivation cannot gain much cultivation.
Chen Hongyu simply took out a book on literature and Taoism from all over the world and started reading it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound kept coming.
Chen Hongyu turned around and saw through the gap that the new man was using a big knife to chop down the rotten wooden furniture in a room in the hall.
In just a moment, a bonfire was burning in the hall.
Crackling, sparks flying.
"Brother, come here, you are reading in the dark, even if you can see clearly, it is very hard on your eyes.
Reading by the fire not only keeps you warm, but also allows you to see more clearly."
As he said that, the man looked Chen Hongyu up and down again, lowered his head and muttered: "This brother looks soft and frail, and extremely fair. It seems that he has never suffered anything, how could he come to such a place.
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Hearing the man's muttering, Min Zhi sighed inwardly.
"Brother, you still don't know how dangerous people's hearts are!"
At that time, he also thought that Chen Hongyu was just an ordinary scholar, but it turned out that he was a monk.
I thought he was an ordinary monk, but he turned out to be an old monster who suppressed himself with a snap of his fingers.
A powerful being who pursues the Lord of the Ghost Market. He usually disguises himself as a mortal, even better than himself.
On the other side, after hearing the man's solicitation, Chen Hongyu did not reject his kindness.
Instead, he just walked over with two chairs and handed one to the man.
The man did not refuse. He put his wet clothes on the wooden stand in front of him and sat on the chair with his upper body naked.
At the same time, I started chatting with Lao Dao and Chen Hongyu, and unexpectedly found that the three views were similar, and the conversation was quite speculative.
After a moment, the feeling of strangeness faded away, and the man asked: "It's fate that we get together. I wonder where this little brother is from?"
After saying that, without waiting for Chen Hongyu and the others to speak, he introduced himself first.
"My surname is Yan and my given name is Tiebin. I come from the Yan family in Dongling.
Originally, people from Dongling had obtained the title of scholar. Unfortunately, the officialdom of Zhao Dynasty was becoming more and more chaotic, so he gave up his official career in anger and began to practice Taoism.
I came to the ghost market this time to find a good piece of material to further improve my sword."
As he said that, he flicked the sword on his knee, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound.
Chen Hongyu could see clearly that the material of this sword was not low, and there was a faint aura floating on it, but it was a second-level high-grade magic weapon that was about to enter the third level.
As for Yan Tiebin himself, although he looks rough, he actually has a handsome appearance, an extraordinary conversation, and the clothes he wears are all made of precious fabrics, so he must be from a high background.
After all, it is impossible for an ordinary scholar to resign his official position and still practice martial arts to the second level of perfection.
At this time, when he heard Yan Tiebin's inquiry, he did not hesitate too much.
After all, the two of them were chatting quite speculatively, and Yan Tiebin did not hesitate to announce his family status, so how could he hesitate so easily.
As the saying goes, if people treat me with sincerity, I will treat them with sincerity.
"People from Jinhua Prefecture, Hakan Prefecture, this trip is also for study tour.
As for the name, Ning’s surname is Caichen, and his life is the same!”