[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

That night, after Yan Chixia failed to chase the black shadow "old demon", she returned to Lanruo Temple and had the following conversation with the idiot Ning Caichen:

Yan Daxia looked coldly and solemnly: "You want to protect a female ghost?"

Ning Caichen protected Xiaoqian: "She was forced! Why can't you sympathize with her?"

Great Xia Yan is silent.

Ning Caichen judged the situation and seized the opportunity: "Hero Yan, I promised Xiaoqian that I would bring her ashes back to the countryside and let her be reincarnated and start a new life." But on the way to Qinghua County, I'm afraid not only evil spirits will cause trouble, but bandits will also cause trouble, without your help, I will not be able to take Xiaoqian back."

After finishing speaking, Ning Caichen knelt down, Xiaoqian also knelt down when seeing this, and both of them kowtowed three times to Yan Chixia.

"I implore Master Yan to escort Xiaoqian's ashes back to her hometown with me, so that she can have another chance to be a human being! Please!"

Yan Chixia's eyes were deep, she pursed her lips, wondering what was going on, she stretched out her hand to support the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, Yan promises you."

Ning and Nie were overjoyed, and they were about to thank you, but Yan Chixia poured cold water on her head: "The Black Mountain old demon will not give up easily, he was injured by me just now, I just want to use you to attract Come out and wipe him out!"

When Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia drove fast horses, they traveled all the way to the Laifu Inn, a small shop in a deserted village, it was already Wushi.

The inn was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and was decorated with red silk cloth all over the place. It looked very lively, but it was deserted, and there was no human voice inside.

"Ah~ someone is having a wedding today!" Ning Caichen smiled, scratched his head, and said with emotion that he hadn't seen such a lively event for a long time.

"Shopkeeper!" He stood stupidly in the lobby and shouted for a long time, but no one around answered.

"Why is there no one? Could it be that everyone is dead?" He clasped his arms tightly, frightened himself, and got goose bumps all over his body.

Yan Chixia, who had settled the two horses, came in with a sword in hand.

At this time, a person behind the counter sat up straight, it was Agen who was fainted from fright!

Agen continued in a daze, "Who is dead? What are you doing here?"

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his eyes and thought, "Except for these two guest officers who came suddenly, I didn't see any of those monsters and monsters in the inn?"Because the big boss promoted himself to be the shopkeeper, so happy that he lost his head?

Yan Chixia looked Agen up and down, and said coldly, "We are here to stay at the hotel."

A Gen frowned and glanced at the two of them. One was a poor scholar, dressed in rags, he didn't look rich at first glance, and the other was a cold-faced swordsman, who looked fierce and not easy to provoke.

A Gen held up the candle lamp, yawned, and motioned for them to follow.

Secondary Agen arranged two adjacent medium rooms for the two of them and left.

Ning Caichen in the room rushed to the table after tidying up, and the first thing he did was to take the ashes urn out of the book basket.

Three urns lined up in a row.

During the day, according to Xiaoqian's instructions last night, he went to the locust tree in the back mountain, but dug out three urns.He couldn't confirm which one was Xiaoqian, and Xiaoqian couldn't show up during the day, so he had to take all three away in a hurry.

At this moment, his heart is also very disturbed.Because he didn't know if there was Xiaoqian among the three. After all, if Xiaoqian was there, she would never have appeared along the way, and now it was night, and she was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiaoqian, if you are one of them, show up quickly!" Ning Caichen murmured nervously.

At this time, a gust of dark wind blew for no reason, and a few faint female voices came from behind Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen turned around and saw two female ghosts with long hair and white clothes lowered their heads towards him, looking terrifying!

"Young master, are you looking for us?"

"Young master, are you looking for us?"

There is no Xiaoqian among the two.

"Young master, I am..."

"Young master, I can..."

At this time, Yan Chixia, who had been hiding in the darkness with her sword in her arms, interrupted them coldly and said, "Don't make noise! ​​You have escaped the control of the banyan tree demon, and you have disappeared from now on with your own golden altar. people!"

Terrified, the female ghost bowed her knees tremblingly and saluted, and said, "Thank you benefactor!" Turning around, she hugged the urn and disappeared behind the wall.

Ning Caichen looked at the last urn with cold sweat on his palms.

He leaned over and gently embraced the small urn, and said to himself foolishly: "Xiaoqian, if it's you, come out quickly! Come out quickly...the last chance..."

He finally persuaded Yan Chixia to escort Xiaoqian's ashes out of the Guobei Town boundary. If it turned out that he took the wrong urn, it would be a heinous crime!

"Come out, Xiaoqian..." Ning Caichen lay down on the table blankly, feeling a tinge of despair and helplessness in his heart.

Yan Chixia frowned, walked to the door, and was about to leave, but the sound alarmed Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen stared blankly at Yan Chixia, and asked stupidly, "Hero Yan, are you leaving?"

Yan Chixia pursed her lips and gestured with her chin, reminding him to look behind her.

The second monk Ning Caichen couldn't figure it out, and turned around...

Unbelievable, Ning Caichen suddenly turned his head, as if confirming with Yan Chixia, murmured, "Is it Xiaoqian?!"

"Crazy men complain about women." Yan Chixia commented coldly, turned and left, "I'll feed the horses, we have to continue our journey tomorrow."

Ning Caichen turned around and quickly hugged Xiaoqian.Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing, and gently said to Yan Chixia's leaving back, "Thank you, Great Xia Yan!"

Yan Chixia paused and said nothing, and her back seemed to be silent.

As a demon extermination knight, he is willing to help this yin and yang couple at this time, isn't it the best proof of his position?

When did Yan Chixia's black and white boundaries cease to be so clear?

Since when did the ruthless and ruthless head catcher have a human touch?

The two people in the room hugged each other and smiled without saying anything.

When Yan Chixia finished feeding the horses and walked into the hall, she felt vaguely that something was wrong.

Finally, Yan Chixia cast a spell, "The universe borrows the law!"

Immediately!There is a monster in front of you!

Yan Chixia followed the evil aura and ran quickly to the place where the evil aura was strongest - the back kitchen.

The people in the back kitchen went to the empty house, the steam was steaming in the big iron pot, and the firewood was flourishing under the adobe stove, what a scent!

Yan Chixia lifted the lid of the pot, and the white human skull rolled in the pure fragrant beige thick soup!

What is stewed in the pot is actually human bone soup!

Yan Chixia was shocked, and hurried back into the lobby, and lifted the red cloth used for the surrounding decorations, the little monsters who were drunk and dreamy instantly showed their original shapes, snakes, insects, rats, ants, tigers, leopards, foxes and birds made a mess!

"Crap! The Montenegrin old demon is getting married!"

After reacting, Yan Chixia hurried back to the guest room to call Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian.

"Pack up your things quickly and get out of here! Something is wrong with this inn!"

The three of them packed up their things and were rushing away towards the door. In an instant, the walls, tables, doors, and windows were wiped out, the entire inn disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were plunged into a black mist and chaos.

"Ah! Ning Caichen!" Xiaoqian called out suddenly.

Ning Caichen felt a pain in his heart, and when he turned around, the woman he was holding in his hand was gone, only the picture of a beauty dressing Xiaoqian in his arms.

Ning Caichen was about to chase, but was held back by Yan Chixia.

"Xiaoqian must have been taken back by the old demon of Montenegro!" Ning Caichen shouted loudly, struggling to get rid of Yan Chixia's captivity, and went to find Xiaoqian.

"Idiot! Don't be ignorant! He must have taken Nie Xiaoqian back to Montenegro. Tonight, during the Obon Festival, the gate of hell is wide open, and his subordinates will be weakened a lot. Let's make some preparations now and forcefully break into Montenegro!" Yan Chixia forcefully Grabbing Ning Caichen's skirt, staring at Ning Caichen with a pair of black and white eyes, he analyzed seriously.

"We must save Xiaoqian!" Ning Caichen stabilized his mind, firmly held Yan Chixia's hand, and said firmly.

Due to time constraints, Yan Chixia could only use the Yujian flying that he was not comfortable with, and was also a novice on the road.

After the two landed for a long time, Ning Caichen tugged on Yan Chixia's sleeve next to him, and asked weakly, "Hero Yan, can I open my eyes now?"

Yan Chixia stared at her clear eyes, looked around intently, and replied speechlessly: "If you don't open your eyes, how can you find Nie Xiaoqian?"

At this time, above the thousand steps of the Floating Cloud Palace, a handsome man dressed in red was lazily sitting on a throne. The two Caichen...

suddenly!

A black cloud blew in, and the densely packed little demons on the steps were blown up and down, fleeing in all directions, and some were even caught in the whirlwind of the black cloud, screaming in panic!

The old demon frowned, his eyes twinkled, and he sighed: You shouldn't have come at this time...even if you came a quarter of an hour later, so that all the dust that Xiao Feihe was thinking about would fall to the ground.

But he only hesitated for a moment, clenched and loosened his pale five fingers resting on the armrest of the tiger's head, smiled defiantly, and said loudly: "Don't you want my lord to see you once? Dear shadow."

The mass of bloody black air above the head froze and stopped in mid-air, and there were only intermittent wailing sounds from below.

I don't know if it was from the little monsters fighting Yan Chixia at the kilometer-long steps of Fuyun Temple, or the wailing of the little monsters who were injured by Laoying just now, or the wind?

After a while, the black air gradually dissipated, the moon and stars were exposed, and the Milky Way in the sky was bright and mottled.

In the middle of the long steps stood a man with the same black hair and red clothes.

His phoenix eyes were slightly raised, his thin lips were pink, his chin was pointed, and he looked at the other man on the high platform without blinking.

Looking at the man, the man who looks exactly like himself.

The moonlight that could not shine into the Montenegro for thousands of years was far brighter than the gloomy fire, as if he wanted to make up for the time of thousands of years. Standing on the white jade steps, Lao Ying seemed to melt into the silvery white light.

Xiaohe, who was hiding in the dark, hugged the little wolf who was about to rush forward with red eyes, grinning his teeth.

Laoying was also wearing a bright red wedding dress. She had the same figure and appearance as Lao Yao, and even when she smiled, the faint lines of laughter under the corners of her eyes were exactly the same.If neither of them spoke, she might not be able to tell the difference.

Below the thousand steps, there are ghost generals and Yan Chixia fighting.

Above the thousand steps, the old demon and the old shadow finally meet.

Fate life and death, love and hatred, end tonight.

Where will all the people, demons, demons, ghosts and beasts go?

The next chapter, Bloody Killing.

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Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of blue silk is full of sorrow.

Facing the moon-shaped single-empty mutual, only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

——Ning Caichen's poem on Xiaoqian's dressing picture

Bai Zhizhi: Hiss—love, love, whatever, the most troublesome thing!acid!Mother, I want to eat Tang Monk meat!

Mother: Touch your head, Tang Monk meat is not something you can eat if you want, you are also a monster who wants to form a CP, it looks childish~

Xiaohe clutched his chest, trembling like a flower about to wither, pointed at the old demon, "You...you...you..." stammered, unable to speak for a long time!

The old demon took a step forward, winked at her alluringly, smiled, and said calmly: "Little Feihe~ It seems that the king likes you more than expected~ Why don't you try Somersault Cloud next time?"

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