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Yan Chixia hadn't heard the word fellow daoist for a long time.

Because in the worldview of A Chinese Ghost Story.

People who practice Taoism are relatively rare, and they are all solitary.

Therefore, the term Daoyou is relatively rare.

Yan Chixia was a little surprised when she heard the word fellow daoist suddenly.

He turned around and carefully looked at Guo Yang, this young man who looked a little silly.

However, because Guo Yang completely restrained her cultivation, Yan Chixia didn't see why.

I just think this young man is a bit interesting.

"Where did you hear the word fellow daoist?"

Guo Yang hastily coughed twice.

Said, "When I was reading the storybook, there was this one saying that fellow Taoists have gone through the vicissitudes of life."

So I learned it.

Yan Chixia had no doubts about him.

Then, when he was about to leave, Guo Yang quickly squeezed out a smile and said.

"Hero, I can see that your strength is very strong. I thought about what you said just now, and it seemed to make sense.

Maybe that female ghost will make a comeback, you said it's a big night, if I go alone, what if I meet that female ghost again?
Hero, you are so kind-hearted and generous, surely you can't bear to see me die like this?
Why don't we just stay in this temple together for one night. "

Yan Chixia's face darkened.

He never thought that he would meet a rascal.

His tone was a little angry, "You take me as a bodyguard?"

Guo Yang quickly waved his hand and said.

"How could it be? How could it be, Daoist Priest, you are outrageous to me. How dare I?"

But at this moment, Yan Chixia twitched and said.

"Being a bodyguard is definitely not without money."

As he spoke, he showed a suggestive look to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang froze for a moment, then patted his forehead, took out a silver ingot from his pocket, handed it to Yan Chixia and said.

"Hero, do you think this money is enough?"

Yan Chixia took over the silver taels.

Then he coughed lightly and said.

"Since this little brother is so sincere, then I will protect you for the night."

Guo Yang was amused in his heart, but he didn't show it. Instead, he followed Yan Chixia into Lanruo Temple.

Inside Lanruo Temple at this time.

It was gloomy.

Yan Chixia walked to the second floor, and then she and Guo Yang saw the mummified corpses sucked dry by the tree demon mother-in-law.

Guo Yang directly gasped, showing a look of fear.

Yan Chixia recited the Dao Dharma silently.

Then he took out the talisman in his arms and threw it over. With a crisp sound, the mummy was reduced to ashes.

Yan Chixia clapped her hands and said.

"Okay, it's safe here for now."

In the end, looking at Guo Yang who was filled with fear, he said, "Trust me now?"

Guo Yang nodded quickly.

The two stayed like this.

at this time.

inside the room.

Guo Yang sat cross-legged.

Start to close your eyes and meditate.

When he came into contact with Yan Chixia in person, he found that this man was finally different from the plot, with less mystery and more truth.

Thinking of asking himself for silver ingots, Guo Yang couldn't help but chuckle.

Even a cultivator can hardly do anything without money.

Yan Chixia suddenly spoke from the next door.

"By the way, you seemed to have called me by my name when we came to the temple before. How did you know my name is Yan Chixia?"

Guo Yang wanted to get closer to Yan Chixia, but he also wanted to express his sense of mystery and at the same time lower Yan Chixia's vigilance, so he said lightly.

"It's a secret."

Yan Chixia snorted coldly, "Say what you like!"

But he still remembered Guo Yang in his heart.

Guo Yang's goal has also been achieved.

Let Yan Chixia admit her strength and her strength.

This is not something that can be easily achieved now.

Let the other party have a preliminary understanding of themselves first.

Soon, the night passed, and the next morning.

Guo Yang cupped his hands to Yan Chixia who was in the next room, thanked him, and then walked towards the nearby woods.

Yan Chixia stayed at Lanruo Temple for the time being, and he wanted to investigate again to see if he could find the trace of the tree demon mother-in-law.

The background of A Chinese Ghost Story is that the world is in chaos.

People are not living.

Robbers and bandits can be seen almost everywhere.

All the people who go out are in danger.

When Guo Yang was walking alone in the small town, he was already targeted by three waves of robbers.
But luckily there was no danger.

Soon, he was sitting in a tea booth.

When he was about to drink tea, he suddenly turned his eyes and saw a tall and straight man in armor.

Then, his eyes narrowed.

Just when he looked back.

The armored man seemed to have noticed something and glanced at Guo Yang.

He didn't see anything unusual.

Turning his eyes, he looked at the Jinghong sword that Guo Yang had placed on the table.

Then I was secretly startled, what a sword.

The man in the armor could tell that the sword was worth a lot, so naturally some people with strange thoughts could also tell.

Soon.

When Guo Yang was drinking tea, several burly men surrounded Guo Yang.

Then he laughed grimly, "Hand over your sword, boy!"

Everyone is innocent, but Huaibi is guilty.

In their eyes, what is Guo Yang a thin boy?
Seeing this scene, the armored man silently clenched his long sword, as if intending to stand up.

But at this moment, Guo Yang smiled.

"A native chicken and a dog dare to be presumptuous in front of me. You have three breaths to get out, or you can leave your life here."

He didn't have any affection for these robbers and bandits.

I don't want to kill, I just don't want to get my hands dirty.

As a result, the robbers laughed loudly, "This little bastard still dares to threaten us, you useless waste, die to me!"

They raised their hands at the same time.

The owner of the tea booth and other spectators couldn't help but close their eyes.

The men in armor are already on their feet, ready to step forward.

But at this moment, screams sounded one after another.

puff puff.

Blood splashed onto the white wall.

Then there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The headless corpses of several burly men just lay on the ground.

And the Jinghong sword in Guo Yang's hand was not stained by a single drop of blood.

Everyone was shocked.

Including man in armor.

Guo Yang didn't say anything else, left the tea money behind, and nodded slightly at the man in armor.

Then left.

He suspected that those robbers had accomplices, and there was no need to cause trouble.

After drinking tea, Guo Yang wandered around the town bored.

At this time, a wretched man bent over and pulled himself to the corner, then took out a calligraphy and painting of a beautiful woman washing her hair, and said.

"Does this hero want to buy paintings?"

Guo Yang was not interested in these things at first, but he has a beautiful wife, so he still needs to read this stuff.

But when he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped.

Looking at the woman in the painting, she looked a little serious.

The one on this painting...is clearly Nie Xiaoqian!