White Snake Demonstration Walk

Chapter 84 Lan Ruo
In the bathing pool, just as the man yelled, the water in front of him suddenly parted with a splash, and then a snow-white carcass was exposed in front of his eyes without any cover. The arc of enchanting temptation.

The man greedily glanced at the woman's naked body in front of him, almost wanting to spit fire, he didn't notice the woman's gloomy face at all, he laughed and said: "Beauty, you want to play catch with me..."

Before he could say the word "Missing Zang", he felt a pain in his chest, looked down, and saw the woman's fingernails became more than a foot long, sharp as a dagger, shining with a faint cold light, piercing straight into his chest.

snort!
The blood splattered, the woman quickly withdrew her palm, but there was a vicious smile on her beautiful face at this time, she licked her blood-red lips, and she pulled out a heart that was still beating. bright red.

"Kill... kill!"

"My mother!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people turned pale with shock and backed away again and again, looking at the woman in front of them with fear on their faces, and the lust in their minds was replaced by fear in an instant.

"Ho ho..."

There was a gloomy laugh, and the mist suddenly dissipated, revealing the hidden scene. Beside the bathing pool, a weird figure in a black and red robe, clearly a man but dressed as a woman, was sitting on a chair On the ground, a pair of eyes stared straight at the few people in the pool.

And beside this strange man, stood several beautiful and enchanting women, all in their twenties and eight years, all dressed in tulle, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white chest, enchanting and charming.

In addition, there are more than a dozen boys with their heads tied in a bun and wearing bellybands. They all have pale complexions and eerie laughter from their mouths.

One of the purple-clothed women, with a beautiful appearance, smiled and said, "Grandma, do you want me to catch them for you!?"

Grandma smiled sinisterly when she heard the words, licked her black and red dry lips, and made an unmasculine voice in her throat, and said with a miserable smile: "You don't need your help, life is delicious! Today, grandma, I will kill you. Eat something fresh!"

After speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, spit out a bright red meat tongue, flashed across the room like lightning, pierced a person's chest with a pop sound, rolled up a bright red heart, and swallowed it into his mouth.

With one bite, blood splashed all over, and there was an aftertaste expression on his face.

"Ghost, ghost!"

"Run, there is a ghost!"

Even though they lived a life of licking blood with knife edge and desperate life, they were frightened out of their wits by this cruel and bloody scene. The other party is a ruthless and cold monster.

Only killing and eating blood are in his eyes.

One by one screamed and fled to the outside of the room, but there was already something entangled their feet underwater, and the screams rang out, but after a while, the room returned to calm.

The water in the pool had already been stained red with blood, seven or eight corpses lay horizontally in the water, each of them had a big hole in their chest, and their hearts all disappeared.

"It's delicious!"

After eating the hearts of the grandma, she licked her lips and picked her teeth with sharp nails. Her mouth was full of blood, and she looked unspeakably horrifying. She casually ordered, "I'll leave the rest to you!"

A dozen or so boys rushed forward, gnawing at the corpses of several people like wolves.

If they could purify their minds and desires, they might be able to avoid this catastrophe, but their lives are hard to save if they spend their lives thinking about sex.

The woman in purple smiled and said, "Grandma, two scholars have come to Lanruo Temple tonight. I heard that scholars taste very good! I'll help you catch them!" It seemed that she wanted to express herself.

Grandma glanced at her and said, "Xiaodie, you are right."

Then he turned his head to look at a handsome woman dressed in white beside him, and said in an unmasculine voice, "Xiaoqian, I will leave those two people to you and Xiaodie to deal with, don't let me down. "

The white-clothed woman's green silk was scattered, hanging casually on her shoulders, her skin was radiantly pale, her skin was icy and her bones were icy, and her appearance was outstanding even among the women, she replied softly, "Yes, grandma."

His eyes swept across the pool of blood, and a faint look of unbearable color appeared in the depths of his pupils, but it was fleeting and was deeply hidden by her.

Under the pressure of grandma, even if she still retains a trace of kindness as a "human being" in her heart, what can she do?It's just that they will become an outlier in their eyes and be severely punished and beaten.

So he curled up his body tightly like a wounded little beast, carefully guarding his last little hope.

The world is difficult, good people don't live long, and bad people live freely. If this is the law of the world, she would rather be a bad person.

At least you don't have to be in peace after death and become a tool to harm others in the hands of others.

she thinks.

……

In Lanruo Temple, Qiao Chenan and Ning Caichen settled down and ate some dry food. For Qiao Chenan, such a dark night was a bit boring. All he could do, apart from sleeping, was to cultivate.

Oh, and look up to the sky to admire the moon, but even if thousands of years pass, that night sky will not change at all, it is an existence that will never be changed by human will.

Moreover, he knew far more than people in this era, and he clearly knew that there was no Guanghan Palace on the white jade plate, let alone Fairy Chang'e and Immortal Fairy Cloud Sleeve, but only cold stones.

Sometimes he would rather he didn't have these memories, he was an out-and-out ancient person, at least he could still have some beautiful yearning in his heart at that time!
Suddenly there was the sound of fighting in the courtyard. He looked through the window and found two figures fighting on the corridor in the distance. The several feet long sword energy criss-crossed and criss-crossed, setting off gusts of wind, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard were swaying like waves.

Bang Bang!
A statue of Buddha General in the courtyard was hit by the sword light and immediately exploded into countless pieces.

The figures of the two were entangled together like two dragons in the dark night, approaching in an instant, or moving away in an instant, arousing thousands of waves of air, like stacks of sword qi!

Ning Caichen noticed the movement outside the house, got up and went to the window to watch, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he said dumbfounded: "Who is this, why is he so fierce!? Could it be a so-called martial arts master?!"

Qiao Chenan frowned slightly, and did not answer, but focused on the battle between the two. In his opinion, even the so-called first-class masters in the world would never have such power. scope.What's more, he felt a strong spiritual power from the two, obviously, like him, he was also a monk.

At this moment, the battle between the two people in the courtyard became more and more intense. Sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was soaring into the sky. One of the men with beards changed his posture, and suddenly rushed into an attic with a sword, and disappeared.

The other person covered his face with black clothes, and his feet landed on a beam. He slashed with a long sword in his hand, and slashed forward with a sword aura several feet long. With a roar, it almost split the attic in half.

Huh!
The figure of the bearded man suddenly appeared, flew out from the attic, spun several times in mid-air, and arrived in front of the masked man like a shape-shifting figure, with the long sword straight out in his hand!
The masked man didn't seem to expect that the other party would suddenly approach him, so he could only return to defense in a hurry with his sword. He blocked the first sword, but couldn't block the second sword. He was stabbed in the arm by a sword, and his clothes were torn.

When the two landed on the ground, the bearded man said loudly: "Brother Xiahou, you lost! You have been chasing me for 13 years, and you have also lost for 13 years, but I really admire your endurance!"

The masked man smiled coldly, and hid himself in the shadows, he said: "Yan Chixia, I never imagined that these years in Lanruo Temple did not sharpen your spirit, but your sword has become sharper!"

Xiahou's expression was cold, although he lost a move, he seemed not convinced, and there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"No, it's because you're too irritable, you don't seek to make progress, your sword moves are fast and inaccurate, your sharpness is too exposed, your ambition is too strong, and your moves are uncertain... In addition, you have another problem, your utilitarianism is too strong, and you lose your confidence. The sword heart that a swordsman should have!"

"Okay, I'm here to compare swords with you, not to listen to your teachings! Don't be so long-winded!"

Xiahou was extremely angry. For the past ten years or so, he had been chasing Yan Chixia in martial arts competitions, and every time he would lose a move. It's so annoying.

After cursing a few words angrily, he jumped out of the temple.

In the room, Qiao Chen'an's expression brightened when he heard the conversation between the two of them verbatim from beginning to end, and his eyes fell on the bearded man in the courtyard. No matter what, he never thought that this person would be Yan Chixia.

The memories of the past are like waves, coming one after another, and the figures of the brother Leslie Cheung and the goddess Wang Zuxian in "A Chinese Ghost Story" can't be restrained appearing in the mind.

"Yan Chixia, why is he here!?"

Qiao Chen'an frowned and said to himself, glanced at the figures in the courtyard, and then looked around the entire temple, his expression changed slightly, if the original plot had not changed...

Isn't the temple I'm in the Lanruo Temple?Now all the famous historical figures in the book are gathered here, only a charming female ghost Xiaoqian is missing...

And my identity has changed from a bystander to a participant in this story...

"Is this a coincidence? Or... God's will!"

Qiao Chen'an whispered to himself, looked up at the sky, and sighed.

His sigh startled Yan Chixia in the courtyard, who shouted: "Who is it!"

A pair of eyes looked at the courtyard where the two were. When he was fighting with Xiahou just now, his energy was drawn and his attention was all on the other party. How could he think that there were other people in this dilapidated temple.

creak.

The door of the house was pushed open by a slender and powerful palm, and Qiao Chen'an's figure appeared in the courtyard, with a calm face, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Qiantang scholar Qiao Chen'an, passed by here and wanted to stay overnight, but he didn't want to disturb the Great Xia Yan. Please forgive me!"

Behind him, Ning Caichen also bowed his hands and declared himself a family.

Yan Chixia had beards all over her face, her face was rough, and she looked rather fierce, like a northerner. Hearing this, she sneered and said, "So there are two scholars, why don't you leave?!"

Qiao Chen'an smiled slightly, and said: "Why do you want to leave? The night is getting dark, the two of us rest here for a night, I think it's not a big problem."

Yan Chixia put the sword back into its sheath, glanced at him, and hummed: "I can do it myself..."

It seems that the arrival of the two of them is not welcome, and the reason, needless to say, Qiao Chenan also knows, is probably because they are afraid that the two of them will be harmed by the ghosts of Lanruo Temple.

Stepping towards the room on the far right, that room was in the corner, not very conspicuous, like a firewood house, so the two of them hadn't noticed that there was another person living in the room before.

The moonlight is getting brighter, and the moonlight is falling in the distance. The deep darkness seems to be dispelled a little, but it is inexplicably a little chillier.

His shadow was reflected on a big bronze tripod standing quietly in the courtyard, blending together.

Suddenly, Qiao Chen'an inexplicably had a strange thought: Why does it always feel like he has become the protagonist of the story?
Touching his nose in embarrassment, he turned and walked towards the house, looked up at Ning Caichen in front of him, and thought to himself that now that the two live under the same roof, it seems that he has accidentally ruined a good thing by doing so?
Can't help shaking his head and laughing.

The night is getting thicker and thicker. Although it is almost late spring, the climate in the mountains and forests is still very cold. The cold wind outside the house is blowing wildly and recklessly, like the howling of ghosts in the underworld.

Inside the firewood room, a green lamp was quietly burning. Yan Chixia was dressed in gray, dressed as a knight-errant, and sat cross-legged.

The long night is long, lonely and hard to sleep. Only the long sword and wine can relieve the loneliness.

He was originally a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace in Shu Mountain, and he had to act chivalrously and righteously throughout his life, hoeing the strong and helping the weak. However, there are too many injustices and injustices in this world, which dampened his enthusiasm.

That's why he has been staying in Lanruo Temple for the past few years, living a life like a hermit. Here, there are no court disputes, no grievances, and no intrigues. Although monsters are rampant, at least he can live a simpler life.

The height of the temple, the distance of the rivers and lakes, what does it have to do with me?
I just seek a happy life, kill people under red flowers, and become addicted in loneliness, nothing more.

Besides, with me here, these monsters don't dare to be too presumptuous!

Dingling bells came a series of ringing bells, accompanied by the night wind for a long distance, which seemed very abrupt in the emptiness, Yan Chixia heard the sound and sighed: "The night is getting dark, those monsters are probably going to come out to harm people again ..."

It's just that these monsters are quite sensible. During the few years he stayed in the temple, he killed all the bad guys. He died because of greed in his heart, and he had nothing to say.

He was going to sleep with his sword in his arms, but suddenly he remembered the two scholars he had seen earlier, his expression changed, and he said: "No! They two are in trouble!"

Leaping forward, the figure has broken through the window, came to the room where the two lived, looked inside, but saw only one figure, couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Let them go or not?" , give me some trouble!"

I searched around Lanruo Temple, but I couldn't see another person, and my heart became more and more anxious. I couldn't help thinking that the unlucky boy had already been captured by these ghosts, right? !

But he still didn't want to believe it in his heart, and hurried to the forest, his figure criss-crossed among the branches of the trees, cutting the moonlight into pieces.

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