"You three are very polite, Xiaosheng Ning Caichen."
"Polite, polite, my Excellency Cui Hongjian, these two are Miss Xiaoqing and Mrs. Xiaoqian."
"lady……"
On the second floor, Ning Caichen saw one person and two ghosts. After introducing each other, he mistakenly thought that Liao Wenjie was taking the exam with his wife and maid, and felt envious again.
I am responsible for being chic and you are responsible for being beautiful. Talented and beautiful women are the envy of others. Ning Caichen has been studying for many years and yearns for the love written in the book.
Because nine out of ten stories in the book were made up, and one of the plots was seriously exaggerated, so when Ning Caichen saw that there was a real man, a talented woman, and a pretty maid, Ning Caichen was not only envious, but he could only feel sorry for himself.
Comparing goods with goods will make you unable to compare, and comparing people with people will make you angry.
There were female relatives in the room, Ning Caichen was reserved in words and deeds, while Liao Wenjie continued to watch the duel between the two masters, the sword light flickering in his eyes, so focused that he didn't even bother to taste the grapes that Xiao Qing stuffed him with.
Clang!!
The fierce battle in the field has reached a fever pitch. The two of them competed with each other from sword moves to sword power. Xiahou swordsman failed in everything, and became angry and swayed his sword power wantonly.
Just like when he had no home, he wanted to demolish the house again.
I saw that Xiahou's sword was like a thunderous and violent wind, each move was extremely fierce, simple yet powerful, and each move hit the vital points of Yan Chixia's body.
Yan Chixia originally had no intention of competing with swords. If Xiahou hadn't demolished the door, she wouldn't have wanted to pull out the sword. Now that she saw Xiahou was demolishing the house again, she immediately became furious and approached him with a sword, trapping him in the sword net and preventing Xiahou from unleashing his blows in all directions.
The sword spirit.
The two swords stirred, the strong wind swept across, and spread out layer by layer.
When Xia Hou saw Yan Chixia taking the initiative to approach, he was overjoyed. He wanted to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses, and use his natural power to crush him to victory. Unexpectedly, Yan Chixia's sword moves were extremely exquisite. As the sword blade moved, the attack was continuous, like a stormy sea, forcing him to
He has divine power, but can't find any room to display it.
After dozens of moves, Xiahou's sword was heavy, while Yan Chixia's sword became lighter and faster. The two completely different sword techniques collided, and they were all memorized by Liao Wenjie on the second floor.
"Brother Xiahou, your sword is getting slower and slower. Are you not strong enough and can't swing it anymore?"
"I want you to mind your own business!"
Xiahou Swordsman's face turned red, and his sword was heavy and undesirable. He had no choice but to do so because Yan Chixia was pressing her every step of the way.
During the first battle in Wumenju, he thought that he and Yan Chixia were almost the same. Even if they were defeated, they were only separated by one move.
As a result, today's dream was shattered. He had always been joking before, but once he got serious, he could completely ignore him.
With a demonic barrier in his mind, Xiahou's swordsmanship became even more chaotic. Not only was his sword power heavy, but his breathing and movements also became messy.
"Look at the sword!"
Thunder exploded in his ears, and the sword turned into a rainbow in his eyes. Xiahou was frightened. The black sword splashed ink like rain, and the sword net turned into a black curtain, protecting his whole body.
"I'm so happy, I'm so uneasy, but your sword is just mediocre."
Yan Chixia snorted coldly and turned the long sword in her palm. The blade of the sword shone with cold light and slid all the way to the tip.
There was a sword cry when the silver bottle was broken, and the golden long sword hit the black sword curtain. The wind and clouds roared, and the energy spread like waves. With just one blow, Xiahou's tight defense was broken.
"You lost again."
The edge of the sword was pressed against Xiahou's neck, and Yan Chixia said coldly: "You have been chasing me for seven years, fighting with swords for seven years, and losing for seven years..."
"Shut up!"
"It's for your own good. In the past seven years, your swordsmanship has made perfect progress. Every time you invite me to compete with you, it's all for the sake of your reputation as the best swordsman in the world."
Yan Chixia continued to say contemptuously: "Ask yourself, how much time have you spent in polishing the sword in the past seven years?"
"..."
Xiahou looked aggrieved, with a sword pressed against his neck. Naturally, Yan Chixia did whatever he said.
"I know you are not convinced, but the truth is this. Your sword is the same as it was seven years ago. You are too ambitious and you are wasting your youth. If you don't repent in time, in two years, even the sword will be gone.
."
"That's enough. I'm here to compete with you, not to listen to your lectures."
The veins on Xiahou's face were bulging, and his heart was as high as the sky. He couldn't bear the ridicule. In anger, he raised his hand and pushed the sword away from his neck. He ignored the blood flowing out of his palm and strode towards the outside of Lanruo Temple.
It doesn't matter if he lost today, he has not yet given in. If he makes a comeback, he still doesn't know who will win and who will lose.
"Senior Xiahou!"
Hearing someone talking behind him, Xiahou looked up and saw three figures from the window on the second floor.
Ignoring the pretty girl in the middle, he glanced at the two beauties, and his mind suddenly moved, thinking to himself, such a coquettish female ghost, what's the point of seducing the pretty girl? He is born with supernatural powers, come and seduce him!
"Senior, there are female ghosts in the mountains who like to seduce passers-by. Not only that, there are also monsters that take away the life of Yuanyang people."
Liao Wenjie spoke with sincerity and said kindly: "You must be careful and don't be seduced by the female ghost's alluring charm. Otherwise, disaster will happen and it will be too late to regret."
"Hmph, I want you to mind your own business. It's just monsters and ghosts. It's not like I haven't killed them before."
His skills were not as good as others, so he had to be taught a lesson by Yan Chixia. Even the younger generation dared to speak rudely. Xiahou glanced at Liao Wenjie coldly and pointedly said: "You asked me not to be deceived by the female ghost's charm, and I didn't speak first before speaking.
Looking at my own situation, it’s really hilarious!”
After saying this, Xia Hou carried his sword and walked away. Liao Wenjie shrugged and looked at Yan Chixia, revealing a slightly bald head.
"Mr. Cui, it's getting late. My sister and I will go ahead and come back to you tomorrow night."
After Xia Hou left, Xiaoqian was about to play the piano again when her face suddenly changed, she sighed helplessly, got up and wanted to say goodbye and leave.
Xiao Qing was in the same situation, her eyesight seemed to be gone, and she glanced in the direction Xia Hou left.
"It's easy to say. It's difficult to walk on the mountain road at night. You two should be careful not to twist your feet."
"Then I'll say goodbye first."
Xiaoqian bowed slightly, pulling the reluctant Xiaoqing away with her.
Just when the two women had just reached the first floor, dense red threads sprang out from the cracks in the ground, turning into dozens of ghost hands, covering their mouths and noses, and imprisoning their hands and feet. In the blink of an eye, there were two more people in the corner.
pupa.
When the two yellow talismans were attached, the struggling human chrysalis instantly stopped, and there was no more unnecessary movement.
If you want to harm someone in front of me, there is no way!
Liao Wenjie's lips curled up slightly and he cupped his hands towards Ning Caichen: "Brother Ning, don't blame me. Although I have been studying for a few years, I still love dancing with guns and sticks. There was a duel between two great swordsmen just now. I was obsessed with it and didn't entertain you well. You don't want to
Keep it in mind."
"No, no, actually I also like to watch people compete."
Ning Caichen waved his hands repeatedly. He had a typical good-natured temperament. He was too polite and would only cater to others when he was wronged.
"It's getting so late. I wonder if Brother Ning has eaten. I still have some food and wine here. If I don't mind it, why don't we all eat and chat."
"No, I'll eat before I go up the mountain..."
"Gululu!!"
Ning Caichen shook his head and refused. In the middle of his words, he expressed his objection on an empty stomach. He was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
"Hahaha, brother, if you feel a little wronged, just stay with me."
Liao Wenjie grabbed Ning Caichen and pinned him down in front of the table. He cooked chicken and beef with wine and vegetables, as well as steamed buns and fruits, making Ning Caichen swallow his saliva.
The two of them ate for a while. Ning Caichen put down his chopsticks and stopped talking: "Brother Cui, there are wild wolves in the mountains in the middle of the night. How can you safely let your wife and maid leave alone? Do they also have martial arts skills?"
body?"
"Ah! Why don't I know where my wife and maid... are?"
"It's those two just now!"
"Hahaha, you misunderstood. Mrs. Xiaoqian is not my wife. She lives in the mountains and is a member of a wealthy family. She has nothing to do with me."
Liao Wenjie explained with a smile: "Although she often stays up late at night to come to see me, she just sings poems and plays the piano and admires my literary talent. We are just friends, nothing serious."
Ning Caichen said nothing, indicating that he had read a lot and Liao Wenjie couldn't deceive him.
"Brother Ning, your thoughts are not pure. Cui is not a womanizer in his life. Mrs. Xiaoqian is also famous as a chaste and fierce woman. Every time she comes to me, she always brings a maid to avoid suspicion."
Liao Wenjie shook his head: "If you still have such thoughts, it doesn't matter if Mr. Cui is stigmatized, but Mrs. Xiaoqian will suffer injustice for no reason."
"It was my fault. Fortunately, Brother Cui woke me up in time, otherwise I would have really made a big mistake."
What Liao Wenjie said was reasonable and well-founded, and since it was about a woman's reputation, Ning Caichen believed it. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves and called himself a villain.
"It's okay, just punish yourself with three drinks."
Liao Wenjie raised his hand to pour wine for Ning Caichen and said, "Brother Ning, there are monsters in the mountains and ghosts in the temple. Why did you come to the mountains for nothing?"
"Ah, is there really a ghost!?"
Ning Caichen's hand holding the wine glass shook slightly, and he smiled ashamedly: "I'm timid, don't scare me."
"What, you don't believe it?"
"You don't talk about the strange power that confuses the gods. It's not because you don't believe in them. You should respect them and stay away from them."
"Keep a respectful distance, and you still go to the temple to stay overnight?"
Liao Wenjie smiled and shook his head: "Lanruo Temple is a famous ghost temple. Everyone in Guobei County knows it. Don't say that no one told you."
"There are one or two, but my younger brother is short of money and can only live in Lanruo Temple, which is free of charge."
"Poor scholars don't complain, but the free ones are the most expensive. If you don't need money, it will cost your life!"
Liao Wenjie raised his hand and took out a handful of silver and placed it in front of Ning Caichen: "Listen to what I say, go down the mountain as soon as dawn comes, and don't come back again."
The sad love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian is certainly touching, but people and ghosts have different paths, and this love will not be fruitful in the end.
For Xiaoqian, reincarnation means that she will no longer remember her previous life and cannot remember who Ning Caichen is; for Ning Caichen, it is an unforgettable experience that will hurt her forever and leave only regrets for the rest of her life.
In Liao Wenjie's opinion, it would be best if this kind of love ending in tragedy did not happen.
"Brother Cui, we met by chance, how can I accept your money?"
Ning Caichen stood up and stood in front of the table: "You are already a great favor by giving me food and wine. If I accept your money again, I will read the sage's book in vain. What's the difference between me and an animal?"
"Okay, as long as you are happy, but remember to promise me that you will go down the mountain quickly tomorrow morning and never come back again."
"good!"
…
On the other side, Xiahou Swordsman angrily walked to the mountain pool to clean the bloody wound on his palm.
He was completely defeated in the sword competition, and was scolded by Yan Chixia and Liao Wenjie. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. The most painful thing for him was his current defeat. He felt that the title of the best swordsman in the world was like a mirror, but he could not see it.
No more.
"No, I can't continue to be decadent. From now on, I have to practice hard..."
Wow!
In the water pool, there were coquettish voices, and more than a dozen beautiful figures were dancing in the water, their clothes were wet, and the concave and convex figures could be seen at a glance.
"Hmph, you devil is so bold and dares to show off in front of me. I really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"
Looking at the white flowers in front of him, Xiahou showed a fierce look on his face. With a sword in his hand, he untied his belt and walked over.
Before practicing the sword, let him first subdue the female ghost and regain his prestige.