In the evening, when Xu Xian and the others returned to Lanruo Temple, they realized that the scholar was alive and dead.
Xu Xian was stunned when he heard the news, and then sighed, he couldn't save him after all.
But the road is by yourself, and all others can do is to remind and help, not to make choices for you.
Both of them were extremely courageous. They went to the east wing to see the corpse. There were no scars on the body. The dead scholar still had a fascinating smile on his face. There was only a small hole in the sole of his feet, and blood was faintly flowing out.
In this strange scene, even though the two of them were very courageous, they took a breath of air conditioning.
The Shutong just cried at the corpse, but he was crying himself. The master died inexplicably. Even if he could clear the relationship, his fate would probably not be much better. The delicate voice added a cold atmosphere.
Xu Xian and Ning Caichen lit a bonfire in the Buddhist temple, and the colder the weather. Today, the two bought some things to invite Yàn Chixia to drink together in the evening, which was considered as thanking yesterday's hospitality.
The wine was simmered on the fire and the paper-packed cooked food was placed aside, and both of them were a little silent.
Originally, the Shutong also asked him to pack up and come again.
After a long time, the Shutong still did not see him. Xu Xian couldn't help but go to search for him, but found the Shutong's body in the grass in the yard, with a hole in his chest and his heart disappeared.
A package next to it was spilling a little gold and silver. I thought the book boy wanted to take away the property, but he didn't know that the evil ghost came to him.
The bonfire is blazing, and behind it is the Buddha who is solemn and precious. Is the boundless Dharma and there is no way to deal with people's hearts?
Or is this evil ghost killing someone also part of Buddhism?
Otherwise, why are there six realms of reincarnation?
Why is there a hell of the underworld?
Xu Xian sat down, thinking that the deaths of these two people were the plot in the book. He had done his best and felt guilty about himself.
They have no good feelings for their greedy and lustful behavior.
But he always has some annoyance and entanglement. Is the good person just dead like this?
Whether it is greedy for money or lust, it is just a human nature. It is like a fisherman putting down the hook and fish swallowing the fish. Is it worth it?
Yàn Chixia came back and gave the stagnant atmosphere in the courtyard. He strode into the hall with wide shoulders and long arms, laughing: As soon as I entered the temple, I asked about the smell of wine.But they noticed the strange expressions of the two. What's wrong, they both cried.
Xu Xian looked at the rough man and felt a little more secure, so he told him what happened today.
Yàn Chixia frowned, her two thick eyebrows were entangled together, I'm afraid it was a demon that harmed people!However, people's hearts are unchanging and demonic charm is difficult to infringe on.The tone contained a contempt, but I didn’t know whether it was a ghost or a human being who was contemptuous, or maybe it was both!
Ning Caichen said loudly: This is the reason: Don’t do anything wrong, and don’t be afraid of ghosts calling you.Brother Yàn, I will give you a cup of this for you.
Xu Xian frowned secretly, but still could not fully agree with the ideas of the ancients. However, Chixia lived here for a long time. Although she went out early and returned late every day, with his ability, she should know that there were ghosts here, so why not care?
Thinking about the way to kill people in the demonic way, Xu Xian sighed, this person who probably felt that he was responsible for his own fault!
Even if you are greedy for money and lust, you shouldn't die under such a trap.
Destiny is determined by heaven, but the road is his own. Xu Xian did not want to question other people's choices, but he was determined to sweep away the ghosts and monsters in Lanruo Temple.
The Qinghong Sword was lying beside him, but he still needed to borrow his power.
The three of them drank and ate meat. When three upright and generous people met each other, they felt like they had a few cups of wine. In the dark hall, the heroism, chivalry and righteousness of the heaven and earth filled the entire palace.
In the deeper darkness outside the hall, countless faint eyes were shocked by this breath, so how dare you approach it.
When the wine was over, Xu Xian asked what Chixia did in her life with a smile.
Yàn Chixia only talked about it briefly, without any slightest self-pride.
Ning Caichen then realized that the man in front of him was a swordsman. He suddenly became interested and asked repeatedly. Chixia had no hidden hidden things, and he said it calmly.
Neither pretend to be humble nor be proud of himself.
Kill the treacherous and slanderous people, kill the unrighteous people, look around and kill people without leaving any hesitation.
All these things made both of them fascinated and wished they were the ones who were wielding swordsmanship. Ning Caichen wanted to follow this on the spot.
Yàn Chixia said: Your surname is upright, but you can learn this, but your family is still in high school, so how can you not seek fame and honor to serve your mother?
Ning Caichen immediately said seriously: Brother Yàn's words are reasonable, but I am abrupt. Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. People who are unfilial cannot be considered chivalrous.After saying that, he punished himself with a cup.
Talked and laughed, the meat was eaten up and the wine was still left.Xu Xian felt that why others needed to drink wine for these two people? Naturally, they could drink it as soon as possible. After listening to the deeds of Chixia, it would be even more obvious that they would not be able to please themselves.
I heard a poem that I did for you.After saying that, Xu Xian recited loudly:
Zhao Ke is a man with Hu Ying, Wu Gu is a bright snow.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, as cool as a meteor.
Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.After the matter, I left with my clothes and hid my name.
I was idle after Xinling drinking, take off my sword and cross my knees in front of me.He ate Zhu Hai with roasted rice and held a cup to persuade Hou Ying.
Three cups are so proud that the five mountains are lighter.After the eyes are blurred and the ears are hot, the spirit is still bright.
Handan was shocked first by saving Zhao and whipping the golden hammer.Two heroes of thousands of years have been prosperous in Daliang City.
Even if the dead man is fragrant, he will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world.Who can write to you? The Taixuan Sutra of the White-headed Fat.
Yàn Chixia muttered that even if the dead chivalrous spirit is fragrant, it is not ashamed of the heroes in the world.His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he laughed: We are also a practitioner, but we are only a hundred years old, which is no different from ordinary people. What we want is that we don’t seek immortality, but we only seek death without regrets.
Drink hot wine to pour a piece of the chest, hold the cold blade to relieve your heart and mind.Although this world is dark and unclear, there is a man walking alone with his sword.
Xu Xian breathed a deep breath of wine and said loudly: Please borrow a sword to watch!
Yàn Chixia showed her with gaze, she was not as long as a small sword.Looking at Xu Xian, under his thick eyebrows, his pair of bright eyes were clearly black and white.
Xu Xian said again: Please borrow a sword.Looking straight at Yàn Chixia, she got her eyes like a pair of sharp swords, because she was selfless, so she was strong.
After looking at each other for a long time, Chixia laughed loudly, OK, today someone will clear the atmosphere of the demon for you, and give you a bright world here.
After saying that, he abandoned the sword bag and threw the small sword in his hand high. With a long roar, the small sword grew in the wind and turned into a sword light and rushed out.Yàn Chixia jumped out of the hall, and Xu Xian also followed closely with the Qinghong Sword.
Countless screams of horror and anger came from the darkness, and the place where the sword light shone was silent immediately.Yàn Chixia's laughter was more dazzling than the sword light.
The temple has been in danger, murdered, and turned into ghosts and harmed people for many years.The evil ghost Yasha is unknown. At this moment, he is suffering from a disaster, gritting his teeth and swarming up.
Several ghosts that looked slightly human-shaped crawled out of the lotus pond under the steps and pounced on the Chixia. The sword lights flying in the air flashed through them, but the ghosts were limp and looked like a pool of fishy mud.
A yaksha flew over with a sharp tongue, and the chixia pointed like a sword and the void, and the yaksha fell to the ground immediately.
He quickly stepped across the corridor, but reached out a giant hand at the corner to grab it. Seeing that it was shattered if the gold stone was held, it would be broken, but when he caught the Yàn Chixia, it felt like it was stabbed by a needle, and immediately shrank back.
Xu Xian didn't expect that there were so many demons and monsters here. Thinking about how he actually lived in such a ghost cave, he also broke out in a cold sweat.
But seeing that Chixia's face looked like iron, she was fearless and was filled with passion, Xu Xian said loudly: Brother Yàn, I will help you.
At this time, a real and imaginary black shadow pounced on Xu Xian. Xu Xian waved his sword with his backhand, and the black shadow smiled and said, "The Sword of the World also wants to kill me."The voice is extremely shrill, and it is not evaded.
Xu Xian just slashed down with one sword, and the black shadow immediately turned into two ends, and exclaimed: How is that possible?Twisted and wanted to gather together, Xu Xian slashed several swords, and immediately turned into blue smoke and disappeared. Xu Xian turned aside the resentful curse.
A faint golden light began to appear on his body, and the green rainbow sword in his hand was dyed with a layer of golden color.
A pair of golden eyes gradually exuded a ruthless smell. They took two steps to keep up with Chixia ahead. The pressure of Chixia, who was being besieged, decreased and felt a faint warmth.
The golden light on Xu Xian's body behind him became stronger and stronger, and it shone upon the ghosts, making a scream of pain, as if it was being roasted.
With a cold snorting, the giant hand grabbed Xu Xian again, but this time it was grabbing Xu Xian. The sword light of Chixia was speeding three meters away, unable to help.
Xu Xian has a way of practicing, but his body is still the body of a mortal. How can he be caught?
Xu Xian swung his sword and sparks flew, but he couldn't even cut it.At this time, the giant hand had already grabbed Xu Xian and could crush Xu Xian with just one force.
Xu Xian also knew that it was at the critical moment of life and death, and strongly supported the main star to the extreme. The light emitted in an instant seemed to ignite a small sun in the courtyard.
The golden light turned into a golden stream of fire. The giant hand withdrew his hand at a faster speed than when he grabbed the Chixia, and a flame had already ignited on his hand.
The brilliant flames carried all the momentum, and Yàn Chixia also shrank and blurted out the sun's true fire!
Xu Xian was stunned when he heard the news, and then sighed, he couldn't save him after all.
But the road is by yourself, and all others can do is to remind and help, not to make choices for you.
Both of them were extremely courageous. They went to the east wing to see the corpse. There were no scars on the body. The dead scholar still had a fascinating smile on his face. There was only a small hole in the sole of his feet, and blood was faintly flowing out.
In this strange scene, even though the two of them were very courageous, they took a breath of air conditioning.
The Shutong just cried at the corpse, but he was crying himself. The master died inexplicably. Even if he could clear the relationship, his fate would probably not be much better. The delicate voice added a cold atmosphere.
Xu Xian and Ning Caichen lit a bonfire in the Buddhist temple, and the colder the weather. Today, the two bought some things to invite Yàn Chixia to drink together in the evening, which was considered as thanking yesterday's hospitality.
The wine was simmered on the fire and the paper-packed cooked food was placed aside, and both of them were a little silent.
Originally, the Shutong also asked him to pack up and come again.
After a long time, the Shutong still did not see him. Xu Xian couldn't help but go to search for him, but found the Shutong's body in the grass in the yard, with a hole in his chest and his heart disappeared.
A package next to it was spilling a little gold and silver. I thought the book boy wanted to take away the property, but he didn't know that the evil ghost came to him.
The bonfire is blazing, and behind it is the Buddha who is solemn and precious. Is the boundless Dharma and there is no way to deal with people's hearts?
Or is this evil ghost killing someone also part of Buddhism?
Otherwise, why are there six realms of reincarnation?
Why is there a hell of the underworld?
Xu Xian sat down, thinking that the deaths of these two people were the plot in the book. He had done his best and felt guilty about himself.
They have no good feelings for their greedy and lustful behavior.
But he always has some annoyance and entanglement. Is the good person just dead like this?
Whether it is greedy for money or lust, it is just a human nature. It is like a fisherman putting down the hook and fish swallowing the fish. Is it worth it?
Yàn Chixia came back and gave the stagnant atmosphere in the courtyard. He strode into the hall with wide shoulders and long arms, laughing: As soon as I entered the temple, I asked about the smell of wine.But they noticed the strange expressions of the two. What's wrong, they both cried.
Xu Xian looked at the rough man and felt a little more secure, so he told him what happened today.
Yàn Chixia frowned, her two thick eyebrows were entangled together, I'm afraid it was a demon that harmed people!However, people's hearts are unchanging and demonic charm is difficult to infringe on.The tone contained a contempt, but I didn’t know whether it was a ghost or a human being who was contemptuous, or maybe it was both!
Ning Caichen said loudly: This is the reason: Don’t do anything wrong, and don’t be afraid of ghosts calling you.Brother Yàn, I will give you a cup of this for you.
Xu Xian frowned secretly, but still could not fully agree with the ideas of the ancients. However, Chixia lived here for a long time. Although she went out early and returned late every day, with his ability, she should know that there were ghosts here, so why not care?
Thinking about the way to kill people in the demonic way, Xu Xian sighed, this person who probably felt that he was responsible for his own fault!
Even if you are greedy for money and lust, you shouldn't die under such a trap.
Destiny is determined by heaven, but the road is his own. Xu Xian did not want to question other people's choices, but he was determined to sweep away the ghosts and monsters in Lanruo Temple.
The Qinghong Sword was lying beside him, but he still needed to borrow his power.
The three of them drank and ate meat. When three upright and generous people met each other, they felt like they had a few cups of wine. In the dark hall, the heroism, chivalry and righteousness of the heaven and earth filled the entire palace.
In the deeper darkness outside the hall, countless faint eyes were shocked by this breath, so how dare you approach it.
When the wine was over, Xu Xian asked what Chixia did in her life with a smile.
Yàn Chixia only talked about it briefly, without any slightest self-pride.
Ning Caichen then realized that the man in front of him was a swordsman. He suddenly became interested and asked repeatedly. Chixia had no hidden hidden things, and he said it calmly.
Neither pretend to be humble nor be proud of himself.
Kill the treacherous and slanderous people, kill the unrighteous people, look around and kill people without leaving any hesitation.
All these things made both of them fascinated and wished they were the ones who were wielding swordsmanship. Ning Caichen wanted to follow this on the spot.
Yàn Chixia said: Your surname is upright, but you can learn this, but your family is still in high school, so how can you not seek fame and honor to serve your mother?
Ning Caichen immediately said seriously: Brother Yàn's words are reasonable, but I am abrupt. Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. People who are unfilial cannot be considered chivalrous.After saying that, he punished himself with a cup.
Talked and laughed, the meat was eaten up and the wine was still left.Xu Xian felt that why others needed to drink wine for these two people? Naturally, they could drink it as soon as possible. After listening to the deeds of Chixia, it would be even more obvious that they would not be able to please themselves.
I heard a poem that I did for you.After saying that, Xu Xian recited loudly:
Zhao Ke is a man with Hu Ying, Wu Gu is a bright snow.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, as cool as a meteor.
Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.After the matter, I left with my clothes and hid my name.
I was idle after Xinling drinking, take off my sword and cross my knees in front of me.He ate Zhu Hai with roasted rice and held a cup to persuade Hou Ying.
Three cups are so proud that the five mountains are lighter.After the eyes are blurred and the ears are hot, the spirit is still bright.
Handan was shocked first by saving Zhao and whipping the golden hammer.Two heroes of thousands of years have been prosperous in Daliang City.
Even if the dead man is fragrant, he will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world.Who can write to you? The Taixuan Sutra of the White-headed Fat.
Yàn Chixia muttered that even if the dead chivalrous spirit is fragrant, it is not ashamed of the heroes in the world.His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he laughed: We are also a practitioner, but we are only a hundred years old, which is no different from ordinary people. What we want is that we don’t seek immortality, but we only seek death without regrets.
Drink hot wine to pour a piece of the chest, hold the cold blade to relieve your heart and mind.Although this world is dark and unclear, there is a man walking alone with his sword.
Xu Xian breathed a deep breath of wine and said loudly: Please borrow a sword to watch!
Yàn Chixia showed her with gaze, she was not as long as a small sword.Looking at Xu Xian, under his thick eyebrows, his pair of bright eyes were clearly black and white.
Xu Xian said again: Please borrow a sword.Looking straight at Yàn Chixia, she got her eyes like a pair of sharp swords, because she was selfless, so she was strong.
After looking at each other for a long time, Chixia laughed loudly, OK, today someone will clear the atmosphere of the demon for you, and give you a bright world here.
After saying that, he abandoned the sword bag and threw the small sword in his hand high. With a long roar, the small sword grew in the wind and turned into a sword light and rushed out.Yàn Chixia jumped out of the hall, and Xu Xian also followed closely with the Qinghong Sword.
Countless screams of horror and anger came from the darkness, and the place where the sword light shone was silent immediately.Yàn Chixia's laughter was more dazzling than the sword light.
The temple has been in danger, murdered, and turned into ghosts and harmed people for many years.The evil ghost Yasha is unknown. At this moment, he is suffering from a disaster, gritting his teeth and swarming up.
Several ghosts that looked slightly human-shaped crawled out of the lotus pond under the steps and pounced on the Chixia. The sword lights flying in the air flashed through them, but the ghosts were limp and looked like a pool of fishy mud.
A yaksha flew over with a sharp tongue, and the chixia pointed like a sword and the void, and the yaksha fell to the ground immediately.
He quickly stepped across the corridor, but reached out a giant hand at the corner to grab it. Seeing that it was shattered if the gold stone was held, it would be broken, but when he caught the Yàn Chixia, it felt like it was stabbed by a needle, and immediately shrank back.
Xu Xian didn't expect that there were so many demons and monsters here. Thinking about how he actually lived in such a ghost cave, he also broke out in a cold sweat.
But seeing that Chixia's face looked like iron, she was fearless and was filled with passion, Xu Xian said loudly: Brother Yàn, I will help you.
At this time, a real and imaginary black shadow pounced on Xu Xian. Xu Xian waved his sword with his backhand, and the black shadow smiled and said, "The Sword of the World also wants to kill me."The voice is extremely shrill, and it is not evaded.
Xu Xian just slashed down with one sword, and the black shadow immediately turned into two ends, and exclaimed: How is that possible?Twisted and wanted to gather together, Xu Xian slashed several swords, and immediately turned into blue smoke and disappeared. Xu Xian turned aside the resentful curse.
A faint golden light began to appear on his body, and the green rainbow sword in his hand was dyed with a layer of golden color.
A pair of golden eyes gradually exuded a ruthless smell. They took two steps to keep up with Chixia ahead. The pressure of Chixia, who was being besieged, decreased and felt a faint warmth.
The golden light on Xu Xian's body behind him became stronger and stronger, and it shone upon the ghosts, making a scream of pain, as if it was being roasted.
With a cold snorting, the giant hand grabbed Xu Xian again, but this time it was grabbing Xu Xian. The sword light of Chixia was speeding three meters away, unable to help.
Xu Xian has a way of practicing, but his body is still the body of a mortal. How can he be caught?
Xu Xian swung his sword and sparks flew, but he couldn't even cut it.At this time, the giant hand had already grabbed Xu Xian and could crush Xu Xian with just one force.
Xu Xian also knew that it was at the critical moment of life and death, and strongly supported the main star to the extreme. The light emitted in an instant seemed to ignite a small sun in the courtyard.
The golden light turned into a golden stream of fire. The giant hand withdrew his hand at a faster speed than when he grabbed the Chixia, and a flame had already ignited on his hand.
The brilliant flames carried all the momentum, and Yàn Chixia also shrank and blurted out the sun's true fire!
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