Beauty Man: All Heavens and Immortals

Chapter 229 Who is knocking on my window

Lan Ruo Temple.

Owen's words made Ning Caichen blushed, and Nuonuo was speechless.

"Hehe, Brother Ning, don't be ashamed. To be honest, I like this kind of story books very much. Whenever I get a good work, I often read it without sleeping or eating. My mind is brought into it. After covering the book, the aftertaste is endless."

Owen recalled his experience in the first life and sincerely comforted him.

As soon as these words came out, the shame on Ning Caichen's face finally faded a lot, and he cupped his hands and said, "The Taoist priest is really a gentleman with sincerity, and I admire him very much. But, does this have anything in common with our current situation? ..."

Having said this, Ning Caichen's handsome face blushed again.

The 'beautiful' girl came uninvited and recommended her as a pillow. Just thinking about it makes him a little bit excited as a single old virgin, and his reveries are boundless...

"Brother Ning, in your opinion, are there any loopholes in the plot of this legendary storybook?"

Owen saw through the restlessness in Ning Caichen's heart at a glance, and he felt very friendly, so he didn't despise him, and still asked with a smile.

"kindness?"

Ning Caichen was taken aback, and looked at Owen in puzzlement: "I also ask the Taoist priest for advice!"

Owen shook his head slightly, looked around and said: "Brother Ning, although the legendary story book is good, it can only be used for leisure and entertainment, and should not be too involved. As the saying goes: a small masturbation is good, a big masturbation will hurt the body, and a strong masturbation will be wiped out."

Seeing Ning Caichen standing solemnly and listening attentively, Owen laughed in his heart, but continued to tease without showing any emotion on his face: "Most of these legends are fabricated, and after careful consideration, they do not conform to common sense at all.

For example, in many story books, scholars spend the night in ancient temples deep in the mountains, far away from the city walls, and there are no people within a radius of tens of miles, but when the night is quiet, a beautiful woman suddenly appears, Admiring the talent of the scholar, I would like to recommend myself as a pillow mat, just for one night's pleasure.

Brother Ning thought about it, is this normal?Where did this beautiful woman come from? "

Ning Caichen's face changed, and he said tremblingly, "The Taoist priest means..."

"That's right, it's hard for a normal human woman to get out of the boudoir, let alone come here in the middle of the night. If Brother Ning really meets such a woman, it's either a ghost or a fox."

Owen said solemnly: "It's just that the ghost fox's illusion is too powerful. Most people are confused by its glamorous skin, so how can they think of this. If you are lucky, it's just a waste of money. Bad luck, being raped by a Western adult , is nothing strange."

Seeing that Ning Caichen's face was ashen and trembling, Owen held back a smile and said, "But I think an honest gentleman like Brother Ning will not be tempted by ghost foxes. I'm too talkative. It's getting late, let's go to the temple early Bar."

With that said, he patted Ning Caichen on the shoulder and walked away.

Ning Caichen was trembling all over, seeing that Owen's figure was a little blurred under the moonlight, he swallowed his saliva, quickly picked up the back basket that was on the ground, chased after him, and shouted loudly: "Master Dao, please wait!" Next!"

Inside the Lanruo Temple.

It used to be a big temple here. When the incense was at its peak, countless incense money was collected. Like all monk temples, it was not their own money, and it didn’t hurt to spend it. So a lot of construction was carried out, and the Lanruo Temple was built row upon row, with carved beams and painted buildings.

It’s just that later the world was chaotic and the people didn’t have a living. The people near Lanruo Temple had ten rooms and nine empty houses, and there was no money left to worship incense. Therefore, the monks who were not engaged in production died, walked away, and returned to the vulgar. The huge Lanruo Temple immediately It was deserted.

Later, it was reported that demons were in trouble, and none of the people who had been there survived, making this ancient temple completely devoid of people.

Up to now, Lanruo Temple has become synonymous with eerie and terrifying in the hearts of the people nearby. This is why Ning Caichen asked Lu Lanruo Temple in the market why everyone was so weird.

"Xiaoqing, go and call your sister."

In the backyard of Lanruo Temple, in a wing room, came a voice that was neither male nor female.

"Yes, grandma."

A charming female voice agreed.

Afterwards, the door of the wing room was opened, and a woman in ancient costume wearing a pink gauze dress, with her head in a bun and long fluttering hair walked out, twisting her enchanting body, and walked towards the front yard.

After walking for half a mile, I came to an independent wing room. A sneer appeared on the beautiful face, and then it disappeared for a moment. She moved her lotus steps lightly, stretched out her slender hands, knocked on the door and said, "Sister, I am the little girl." green."

"Ah, it's Xiaoqing, come in."

In the wing room, a cold and moving voice sounded.

Xiaoqing pushed the door and entered.

In the room, a woman in white sat with her back facing her, sitting on the dressing table, and was doing her makeup in front of the mirror. The same hair bun, the same dress, but the every move of this woman in white gave people a poetic, otherworldly and refined look. feel.

"Sister, grandma is looking for you, follow me quickly."

Xiaoqing looked at the beautiful figure of the woman in white with some envy, but said softly and docilely in her mouth.

"Understood, Xiaoqing, you go first, I will come later."

The comb in the woman's hand paused slightly, then combed it again, and said casually.

"Yes."

Xiaoqing curled her lips, but still gave a slight blessing and exited the wing.

"Ugh……"

After a long time, there was a soft sigh from the wing room, the moving voice was full of helplessness and self-pity, on the dressing table, in the bronze mirror, there was a face that was as graceful as a fairy, and she frowned slightly. Eyebrow, if any man sees it, he can't help but feel pain in his heart.

It's a pity that here, she can only look at herself and feel sorry for herself.

"Xiaoqian pays respects to grandma!"

Although melancholy and helpless, but grandma called, the woman in white still had to come.

"Well, Xiaoqian, you're here."

A burly man dressed up as a woman dressed as a man, and his voice was neither male nor female. In this late-night ancient temple, he looked so strange, but the maidservants around him turned a blind eye. They held their breaths and stood there with their hands down.

He is the current owner of this ancient temple, the Millennium Tree Demon, who controls all the lonely dead ghosts buried near Lanruo Temple. He uses beautiful female ghosts and 'dogs' to lure the men who pass by and absorb their golden energy to strengthen their cultivation. for.

"It's really lucky tonight. Three streams of yang qi suddenly came from the temple. It seems that each one is stronger than the other. Go and get the yang qi for me, and come back so that I can take good care of my body."

"……Yes."

Xiaoqian in Baiyi's heart trembled, although she couldn't bear it, she still bowed and agreed.

But Xiaoqing, the female ghost who didn't want to stand beside the dryad's grandmother, showed displeasure, stepped forward, and recommended herself: "Grandma, Xiaoqing is also willing to work for grandma."

"kindness?!"

Hearing Xiao Qingmao recommending herself, the flaming red lips and neither male nor female tree demon grandma nodded slightly and said, "That's fine, there are three people tonight, and it would be nice if you could help Elder Sister Xiaoqian."

A flash of complacency flashed across Xiaoqing's face, and she glanced at Nie Xiaoqian, who was calm, from the corner of her eye, and said with a charming smile, "Thank you grandma, Xiaoqing will definitely live up to grandma's expectations, and the man who will enter the temple will go to Xigan. It's just..."

Having said this, he showed hesitation.

"Just what?"

Grandma Dryad was in a good mood, and asked in Xiaoqing's tone.

Xiaoqing lowered her head and said, "It's just that grandma said that there are three men who entered the temple, and each one has more sheep energy than the other. I would like to ask grandma to show me how sister Xiaoqian and I should choose."

"So that's what happened!"

Grandma Dryad nodded, her stiff face was expressionless, she glanced back and forth between Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian, she pondered for a while, and then a voice that was neither male nor female sounded.

"Compared to charm, Xiaoqian is more powerful. How about this, Xiaoqian, you go to the man with the most sheepish energy, Xiaoqing, you go to the weakest one."

"Grandma."

Xiaoqing lay on the dryad's grandmother's lap, raised her head and said coquettishly.

"I know I'm not as good as Sister Xiaoqian. I have no objection to letting Sister Xiaoqian go with the man with the most yang energy, but why doesn't grandma let me go to the man with the second most yang energy instead of the weakest one?" Woolen cloth."

"Hehe, Xiaoqing, grandma is doing it for your own good."

The dryad's grandma reached out and stroked Xiaoqing's long hair. Although her face was still expressionless, there was a hint of softness in her unmasculine voice.

"Of the three people who entered the temple tonight, the one with the most sheepish spirit and the one with the weakest sheepish spirit are both scholars, while the second one is a quack swordsman. He is here to compete with that stinky Taoist priest. His skills are extraordinary. Grandma is afraid that you are not an opponent, and if he sees the clues, if you die by his sword, I will feel sorry for grandma.

It's better to wait for your sister Xiaoqian to finish off that scholar before going to deal with this quack swordsman.Presumably, with Xiaoqian's peerless posture, no one can resist. "

Owen has mastered all kinds of spells in Shushan, and now he is proficient in communicating with all kinds of true qi and stars in the star sea of ​​consciousness. Under the restrained breath, even the thousand-year-old tree demon has not noticed his abnormality. It's hard to even notice his presence.

"swordsman?"

Hearing this, Xiaoqing felt a chill in her heart and wanted to quit, but when she heard that the tree demon's grandmother had praised Xiaoqian to the sky, her jealousy and competition for favor flourished, and she instantly put her worries behind her.

"Grandma really loves Xiaoqing, but Xiaoqing also wants to share her worries like her sister. Although Xiaoqing is not good, she has a bit of confidence that she can charm that quack swordsman and win the favor for grandma.

Furthermore, Elder Sister Xiaoqian has been betrothed to Master Heishan by her grandmother, and she will be married soon. After she leaves, only Xiaoqing is left by her grandmother's side.Xiaoqing also wants to be alone for her grandma sooner. "

Nie Xiaoqian, a female ghost in white who had been standing quietly at the side, trembled slightly when she heard the words "Master Heishan", and a trace of sadness flashed across her cold and indifferent face, which made Xiaoqing, who was always paying attention to her, happy in her heart.

"Hmph, you bastard, you overwhelm me with everything, but you can't think of blessings and misfortunes. You are taken by the old demon of Montenegro and forced to leave. When you arrive in the city of death, you will suffer. I have heard it a long time ago. The black mountain old demon is cruel and cruel, and he tortures countless concubines and maidservants to death every year, let's see how long you can last."

"Well! It makes sense!"

Grandma Dryad's long nails patted lightly.

"How about this, Xiaoqing, Xiaoqian, whoever gets rid of their men first, frees up, and the remaining Jianghu swordsman will belong to him, how about it?"

"Thank you grandma, Xiaoqing will definitely go all out."

The female ghost Xiaoqing said happily.

Although she didn't completely defeat Xiaoqian who was on her head, Xiaoqing was already very satisfied with the ending, and she was confident that she could take the lead in dealing with that frail scholar, and then go for the sheep spirit of that Jianghu swordsman.

You know, the sheep energy of a living person is a great tonic for ghosts and ghosts. Even after they absorb it, they still have to offer it to the tree demon grandma, but the tree demon grandma eats meat, and they drink soup. The more they absorb, the more they keep it. Of course there will be more.

This is also the fundamental reason why Xiaoqing has been resentful.

Whether it is human beings, demons, or gods and Buddhas, the conflict of interests will always be the biggest source of disaster!
"Well, go! Be careful of that stinky Taoist priest in the front yard, don't let him run into you, or even grandma and I may not be able to save you."

The dryad's grandmother reminded that when it came to the stinky Taoist priest, the male and female voice was full of resentment and murderous intent.

"Yes!"

The two women agreed, walked out of the wing, looked at each other, waved the veil, and drifted towards the front yard of Lanruo Temple.

The front yard of Lanruo Temple.

"Taoist, please walk slowly, and wait."

Once Ning Caichen was frightened by Owen, he felt that the ancient temple was eerie and terrifying, so he dared not take half a step away, hugged his back basket, and followed Owen panting.

Loudly!
Suddenly, there was a sound of metal and iron clashing with swords, and Owen stopped there.

"Dao, Daoist, why is there the sound of swords here?"

Ning Caichen obviously heard it too, took another step closer, and asked tremblingly.

Before Owen could open his mouth, two figures descended from the sky, their figures flickering, fighting beside Owen and the two of them for a while, and then they slapped each other, and each retreated, separated on both sides, each holding a sword, pointing at each other.

Since Owen and Ning Caichen were standing in the center, the tip of the sword almost touched their noses.

"Two heroes, I have something to talk about. We just passed by here and came to stay overnight."

Ning Caichen was so frightened that he closed his eyes, and by the dim moonlight, he recognized one of them, it was the quack swordsman he had met in the tea shed on the mountainside.

Although the Jianghu swordsman seemed to have no malice towards him and gave him a piece of steamed bread to satisfy his hunger, the tragic scene of the swordsman raising his sword and killing several people in a row still made Ning Caichen terrified.

Now here, I ran into him again, and was pointed at by him with a sword. I have to say that Ning Caichen was almost scared to pee.

Owen stood there quietly, watching the two of them pretending to be aggressive, sizing up the Taoist priest next to him, staring at the top of the Taoist priest's head, with a strange expression...

The bearded Taoist raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Xiahou, you have fought with me for seven years, and you have lost seven years, but you are very patient, and you will chase me wherever I avoid it. "

Xiahou glanced at the wound on his right arm, and said with a grim expression, "Yan Chixia, I didn't expect you to sharpen your sword sharper after staying in Lanruo Temple for half a month."

"No. It's just that you wasted your youth. You are too ambitious and don't seek to make progress. For the sake of the false name of the world's number one sword, you are too sharp, have bad intentions, use tricks that are unpredictable, too angry, and the sword is too fast. Accurate. If you don’t cultivate your body and mind, even if you win by chance, it’s just a fluke.”

The bearded Yan Chixia got excited, and uttered a series of words with saliva.

Xiahou's face became even more ugly, and he shouted: "Yan Chixia, I'm here to compete with you, not to reason with you, you! You!!!"

Having said this, Xia Hou's eyes widened angrily, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

I was already very upset about losing to Yan Chixia again, but I didn't expect Yan Chixia to be such a villain, and to teach him with the attitude of a master. The hero, Xiahou, who won the first sword in the world, couldn't stand it.

Ning Caichen had roughly understood what he heard at this moment, and seeing Xia Hou was angry, the long sword in his hand trembled, almost poking him in the face, and quickly shouted: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Seeing that both of them were looking over, he quickly squeezed out a smile and said to Yan Chixia: "He's right, he can't beat you anymore, and if you still say that about him, doesn't he lose face?"

He looked at Xiahou again: "You too, the bearded man has already avoided you, what are you still chasing him for? Why don't you put down your swords and move each other with your love and sincerity. You should know , the universe is infinite, and love is eternal. This is the world of love, not the world of swords, and love is the most beneficial weapon! Isn't that right, Taoist priest, you should say something!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing that Ning Caichen even said the universe, Owen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yan Chixia yelled angrily: "Hey, brat, what are you laughing at?"

Owen snorted coldly: "It's not big or small, nephew with a beard, how dare you talk to me like that."

"Nephew with a big beard?"

Yan Chixia was taken aback, looked at Owen carefully, and called out hesitantly, "Uncle?"

"You finally recognize me."

Owen said with a faint smile, "I thought you had forgotten your identity."

(End of this chapter)