"Taoist priest, is this temple yours?" Xiao Zhen chuckled.

Yan Chixia glanced at Xiao Zhen but didn't pay much attention to him, just thinking he was a young chivalrous knight.

"No, I'm just a guest." Yan Chixia shook his head and answered frankly.

Xiao Zhen laughed and pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Since you are not the owner of this place, why don't you let me stay here? Is there something shameful hidden here?"

Hearing this, Yan Chixia smiled sinisterly.

"There are indeed some shameful things here, but they have nothing to do with me. If you don't want to see them, you'd better leave early!"

Xiao Zhen didn't care about Yan Chixia's words. Instead, he said confidently, "Don't bother me, Taoist priest, to worry about this. I'm a very courageous person. I don't care about any demons or monsters."

Seeing how arrogant this kid was, Yan Chixia couldn't help but scare him, "If you really run into some monsters, your pants will probably get wet."

Xiao Zhen directly drew out the Changhong Sword from his waist, waved it in the air a few times, and said fearlessly: "From the time I was born until now, the only person who can scare me is my father, but he is not here now."

Seeing that this boy was determined to live here, Yan Chixia did not explain any further. Everyone has their own destiny, and the worst that could happen is that he just needs to pay more attention at night.

"I've already said it. You should be careful. This is really not a good place!" Yan Chixia said the last sentence and left quickly.

Looking at Yan Chixia's back, Xiao Zhen smiled secretly. If he hadn't concealed his aura just now, the old Taoist Yan Chixia would definitely be able to see some clues.

Xiao Zhen put the Changhong Sword into its scabbard and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"I don't know if there will be a beautiful female ghost tonight to seduce me. If she does, should I refuse or accept?"

Xiao Zhen pushed open the shabby door, looked at the old furnishings, and directly cleaned out a clean area. He casually took out a blanket from the ring and spread it on the floor.

Xiao Zhen simply lay down on the blanket, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

When the sun went down, Xiao Zhen slowly opened his eyes and heard the sound of fighting outside the door.

Xiao Zhen looked in the direction of the sound and activated his clairvoyance, only to see two big men outside fighting with swords desperately.

"It seems that Swordsman Xiahou has arrived. I'll go out and take a look. Maybe I can save his life." Xiao Zhen smiled slightly, stood up and walked towards the door.

After walking outside, Xiao Zhen found a stone bench and sat down. He could see that the bearded Yan Chixia was obviously letting him win, otherwise if he had used his real kung fu, Xiahou Swordsman would have been defeated long ago.

Just when Xiao Zhen was watching with great interest, a flustered scholar suddenly broke into Lanruo Temple.

The two men who were fighting also noticed the scholar and tried to avoid him, but Ning Caichen, in a panic, kept running into the middle of their fight, as if he was looking for death.

When Xiao Zhen saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, and he sucked Ning Caichen over with his palm.

Ning Caichen suddenly felt a pulling force from behind, which actually pulled him over. He was so scared that he turned around and saw that it was the young swordsman he had seen during the day.

"Nerd, I think you are courting death. Why do you always hang around them? This is not the way to die!" Xiao Zhen couldn't help but laugh.

“Haha.” Ning Caichen smiled awkwardly. Although he was a little scared of this young man who was younger than him, he still thanked him politely: “Thank you so much for your help just now, Caichen is very grateful!”

"Alright!" Xiao Zhen clapped his hands and said calmly, "Their competition is almost over, so stay and watch the show!"

Ning Caichen just nodded blankly. He didn't like these fighting and killing things. To him, the most important thing in life was to achieve success and become the top scholar in the imperial examination, and then bring honor to his family.

In the end, Yan Chixia was better and left a cut on Xiahou Swordsman's arm, winning the competition.

"Brother Xiahou, you have been fighting with me for seven years, and you have lost every seven years. You can be considered patient. I hid here, but you actually chased me here!" Yan Chixia said impatiently.

Xiahou Swordsman pointed his long sword at Yan Chixia and said unwillingly, "Yan Chixia, I didn't expect that after you hid here for a while, this sword has become even sharper!"

"No!" Yan Chixia retorted, "You wasted your youth, you were too ambitious, you didn't strive for progress, you wanted to be the best swordsman in the world, you were too aggressive, you had bad intentions, you were too impatient, and you drew your sword quickly but inaccurately!"

Xiahou Swordsman would not listen to any of this advice. He immediately raised his sword a little higher, his eyes became sharp, and he looked like he wanted to refute.

Yan Chixia hadn't finished speaking, but continued: "If you don't cultivate yourself and improve your character, even if you win it will be a fluke."

"Enough!" Xiahou Swordsman shouted angrily: "Yan Chixia, I am here to duel with you, not to listen to your arguments, you..."

"Yes, I think he is right!" Ning Caichen, who had been hiding behind just now, suddenly found the courage to stand up and start commenting.

Ning Caichen's subsequent remarks gave the two of them a lecture, and in the end, he actually angered the two masters and drove them away.

When Xiao Zhen saw that the show was over, he followed Xiahou Jianke out of the temple.

Xiahou Swordsman felt someone behind him, so he turned around and said slowly, "It turned out to be Brother Xiao Zhen. I was a little angry just now and didn't say hello to you. Please forgive me!"

Xiao Zhen waved his hand indifferently, and instead kindly reminded: "Brother Xiahou, this place is a bit weird, I advise you to be careful."

Xiahou Swordsman was a little confused. Although he was a martial arts master, he was not proficient in catching monsters and ghosts. Perhaps he could scare away some small monsters with his masculine aura, but he would definitely not be a match for the thousand-year-old tree demon.

Although he couldn't fully understand the meaning of Xiao Zhen's words, Xiahou Ke still nodded, then turned and left. He was injured today and had to find a quiet place to recuperate first.

Xiao Zhen looked at the aloof figure and gave a final kind reminder.

"Brother Xiahou, this place is not a good place for Feng Shui. If you see any beautiful girls, you must be careful!"

As he walked, Xiahou Swordsman waved his hands to indicate that he had remembered it.

Xiao Zhen smiled slightly. He had done what he should do. After all, the two of them just met by chance. As for whether Brother Xiahou could survive, that would depend on his own luck.

After returning to the small shabby house, Xiao Zhen saw that there was a new person in the corner, it was Ning Caichen from before.

When Ning Caichen saw Xiao Zhen come in, he just smiled awkwardly. Although there were several rooms in these temples, only this one was barely habitable.

But if this young man wanted to chase someone away, Ning Caichen would definitely leave without saying a word.

"This... My dear hero, I am sorry to bother you today!" Ning Caichen said embarrassedly.

Xiao Zhen nodded. This temple didn't belong to him anyway, and a weakling like Ning Caichen couldn't possibly threaten him.

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