[Liao Zhai] Lanruo Temple

Twilight Quadruple.

The smoke cloud gradually closed, and the big golden ball was also lonesome, revealing a pale yellow face, slowly sinking into the earth, only a little bit of afterglow dyed the sky into crimson purple and rose gold.

The crow on the branch turned its head sideways, and looked away from the afterglow of the setting sun. The dark pupils reflected the treacherous atmosphere of the gradually rising clouds on the Black Mountain.

Wow!

The crow spread its wings and flew towards the dim yellow lights that gradually lit up on the mountainside.

At night, a place with lights is not necessarily a house.

It is also possible that it is the devil's lair.

It has been almost a month since Bai Xianzhi came to Montenegro, and the fifteenth day is approaching, and Lanruogui City will open as promised.

A hundred miles is not short, especially for those ghosts that cannot haunt during the day, it is almost impossible to walk to Montenegro in one go.

Therefore, there have been ghosts who came a few days earlier and gathered together on the mountain.

Most of these ghosts are shopkeepers in Lanruogui City.

There are also ghost shops in the ghost market. In order to earn more money, ghosts will also open shops.

The so-called yin money is paper money burned for the dead.

However, not all paper money is burnt out of Yin money. Only special craftsmen with special abilities, or holding spells or summoning gods can make Yin money.

There are incense shops all over the world, but most of the incense shops are bought by living people with peace of mind. For the dead, they are useless except for lighting fireworks.

There are only a few incense shops that communicate with the Three Realms, and the paper money in those shops can be burned and used as Yin money.

There are also those who don't use Yin money. For example, monsters prefer to exchange some treasures, and they prefer barter.

The biggest restaurant in the ghost city is Grandma's Lan Ruoju.But the least number of patrons.

One is that the grandma has a bad reputation, and few people dare to patronize it; the other is that the price of Lan Ruoju is different, and few people can afford the money.

In addition to Lan Ruoju, there are large and small restaurants, teahouses and small shops along the street.

Masked ghosts drink and sing songs in restaurants and teahouses.

There are ghost market rules in the ghost market, and all grievances and grievances must not be resolved in the ghost market.

You must know that whether it is a ghost or a demon, the complexity of the relationship is sometimes higher than that of humans.

What if the wolf demon meets the rabbit spirit?

In order to avoid trouble, Huai Xu collected black mountain white soil, ordered the mountain demon to build a cave, and rushed out a batch of white porcelain masks.

The center of the mask's brows was painted with an illusion spell by Huai Xu with gold water. Putting on the mask, it will transform into a human form. Although it is born in a strange shape, it has a basic appearance.

The mask is mandatory, just to reduce disputes, the mask can only be taken off after leaving the ghost market.

Bai Xianzhi overlooked the ghost market from the railing on the second floor of Lan Ruoju, and he could also see the fireworks rising and falling in the ghost market, just like the world.

"Not concentrating on cultivation, but caring about these shitty things, no wonder Ugly is still hiding in the Black Mountain and dare not go out."

Bai Xianzhi thought in his heart, he didn't care about it.

What happened to others, Bai Xianzhi didn't care at all.

They are just a group of lonely ghosts, even if they are raised, they can't be used to fight. It's just a waste of time and effort.

Bai Xianzhi glanced at Lan Ruoju's arrangement, but was a little impressed by Huai Xu's arrangement ability.

Whether it is the octagonal copper bell hanging under the eaves or the human skin lantern, they are all integrated with the entire Lan Ruoju, and even the entire ghost city.

The lanterns hanging on all the wine shops in Lanruogui City are made of human skin, shining a dim yellow light, with hidden runes drawn on the lanterns.

Bai Xianzhi looked at these runes very familiarly, but he was not sure what they were.

The only certainty is that once an enemy goes deep into the ghost market, as long as Huai Xu activates the magic circle, hundreds of human skin lanterns in the ghost market will all float up, showing its power.

The human skin of those who died at the hands of grandma these years was not wasted.

But Huai Xu didn't have much affection for these lanterns.After all, it was stained with innocent blood, but it would be too hypocritical to discard it.

Just wait until the magic power is advanced in the future, and then eliminate these things.

Xiaodie takes twelve baby spirits to hang up in the ghost market.

Twelve babies with short arms and legs, male or female, wearing red bellybands and red underpants, and buns, stretched out a huge list and floated in the air.

Xiaodie reached out and nailed the list to Lan Ruoju's black stone wall.

He took Yingling to visit the ghost city.

The baby spirits are suspended in the air, or holding clay figurines, or holding lantern masks, and there is a faint aura emitting from their clothes.

The baby spirit is probably one of the most difficult ghosts in the world.

Most of them died when their minds were not yet open, without the concept of good and evil, without the concept of right and wrong, and without knowing good and bad.This means that it is difficult to resolve their grievances by reasoning and the like.

Because no matter what they say, they have no concept.

Generally speaking, monks who are not profound enough in Taoism have no way to save infant spirits, and more often the only way is to subdue and suppress them violently.

There are also many infant spirits in Lanruo Temple.

Nearly a sixty-year-old, the world is troubled, and there are many families who can't afford to have children or support them.

Babies were drowned and abandoned, and there are countless of them.

Babies who died within a hundred miles, if no monks and Taoists went to rescue them, would be taken back to Lanruo Temple by their grandmothers and take root in Lanruo Temple.

Looking at the red paper and white characters fluttering in the wind on the black stone wall, a group of ghosts gathered in front of the red list.

"What does it say?"

Most of the ghosts can't read, but they are a little at a loss.

There are also ghosts who can read.

A lean old man smoking a pipe raised his mask, knocked on the pipe, and said, "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, whatever you squeeze, you won't be afraid of squeezing your intestines out."

One of the ghosts he pointed to had his shirt loose, and there was a huge slit in his stomach, and the internal organs could be vaguely seen.

The ghost shrugged his clothes up shyly, and said, "Old Liu, you can read, tell me what is written here."

Old Liu put the cigarette bag on his waist and looked at the list.

The list is Huai Xu's recruitment order, and Lan Ruoju needs to recruit a lot of people.

"Grandma wants to recruit skilled people to fill the restaurant. If you have anyone who can cook, make wine, make pastries, or keep bees, you can try it."

Old Liu took a puff of his pipe, exhaled white air, and said, "Grandma seems to want to make the restaurant bigger. If you have some skills, you can try it."

The monsters surrounding the list looked at each other, and a group of monsters dispersed with a clatter.

Just kidding, the monster Rumao grew up drinking blood, how could he know how to cook.On the contrary, ghosts transformed into ghosts after death may still retain the ability of life.

"If you want to talk about cooking, don't you know how to cook?"

Several ghosts said this, and one of them said.

The Yan lady let out an ah, a little hesitant.

"I know how to make cakes. My grandma used to be a cook in a famous pastry shop in the capital, but I don't know if it suits grandma's wishes."

The banquet lady is thin and thin, dressed in water green, with a red rose flower on her temples, and a very emerald bracelet on her hand, she looks like a bride from some family.

Old Liu pointed to the red list and said, "Go and try."

Old Liu Tou can be considered a famous figure among the ghosts. His family is well-off, and he is the only ghost among these ghosts who can eat in Lan Ruoju every day.

It's just that Old Liu has a stubborn temper. He doesn't like Gaoliang Dazhu, but likes to hang out with a group of mud-legged people. The clothes on his body are also typical mud-legged people.

"Try to go in with old Liu, and let's take a look at the excitement."

"Exactly, grandma always said one thing and one thing, if hired, there might be some benefits."

"Maybe, maybe it will help you fulfill your last wish, hehe."

"Come on, I have a last wish."

Several ghosts ridiculed each other, and ran towards Lan Ruoju with the lady Yan.

Rong Niang was sitting on the edge of the counter doing needlework. The stitches were so fine that she had already made half a piece of children's clothes.Look, it was prepared for Bai Xianzhi.

In the backyard, Huang Jiulang was teaching the white ape to speak.

This white ape is the one that "Jinxian" Bai Xianzhi, was left behind by Huai Xu, and turned back to Bai Xianzhi as a servant.

"Rong Niang." Old Liu cupped his hands with a respectful expression.

Rong Niang put down the needle and thread in her hand and said, "This is it?"

Old Liu pointed to the nervous lady Yan, and said, "Miss Yan can make dim sum. Her grandma used to be the cook in a famous pastry shop in Beijing."

"Oh?" Rong Niang got up and took a good look at Yan Niang, seeing her attire, she knew it in her heart, and said: "Then let's try."

The banquet lady gathered herself together, took a breath, and followed a maid named Man'er into the back kitchen.

"Don't stand still, sit down. Caiyun, Xia'er, enjoy tea."

A group of ghosts who were cowed by Rong Niang slumped half of their buttocks next to the bench. Seeing Rong Niang embroidering her clothes again, and the little monsters running around in the restaurant, it became lively.

Rong Niang's hair is excellent, smoother than silk, it is laid down from her head, and falls softly on her waist.

There are only a few strands of hair hanging from the temples, hanging on her chest, and her snow-white face is so beautiful that it is shockingly beautiful.

On Rong Niang's hand was embroidered a peony, the red thread was running back and forth, it was as red as bleeding.

It was at this time that there was a fragrant wind blowing outside Lan Ruoju's door, and Xiaoqian flew in from the door and stood in the restaurant.

"Aunt Rong, it's not good, someone is here."

Rong Niang's embroidered fingers paused, she turned her head and asked, "Human?"

Xiaoqian nodded and said, "He's a scholar. He was in a state of embarrassment in the middle of the night. He was chased by a group of strong men and forced to come up the mountain. When he saw the lights, he came here."

"Scholar."

Rong Niang put down the needlework in her hand, took out a mahogany comb from the needlework basket, and combed her hair one after another.

"Are only scholars coming in?"

"That group of strong men also chased in."

As Xiaoqian said, her eyes narrowed, and a fierce light suddenly appeared.

"Let them come, I'll ask grandma."

Rong Niang turned around and walked behind Lan Ruoju, she paused, and said, "Don't be in a hurry to kill someone."

Xiaoqian already understood, she greeted and said, "Sisters, we have a guest."

"whee."

From the room above the restaurant came down a dozen or so maidservants, all of them graceful and slender.

"Sister Xiaoqian, let's go and see the excitement."

A group of bored girls took advantage of the night and stepped on the dark wind to disappear in front of Lan Ruoju.

There are only a group of little monsters left in the restaurant.

The bouncing deer child stepped on the deer's hoof with its antlers on its head, with plum spots on its face, and stretched out a hand with only two fingers to refill tea for Old Liu Tou and the others.

"Grandpa drinks tea."

"good."

Old Liu was holding a teacup, smiling softly.

On the Montenegro, a scholar in a mess grabbed his book bag and shouted while running: "Don't chase me, don't chase me, my money is in the book box, you have already taken it away, here are letters, I can't give it to you."

"Who would believe it! There must be something valuable in your bag, and you want to send us the few taels of silver in the bookcase!"

The bandit with a full face and four minions chased after him.

"Let me tell you, this mountain is haunted by ghosts. If you run any further, you may die inexplicably. Why don't you hand over your book bag? I'll let you go after I take advantage of it."

"If you are really going to let people go, you won't kill my book boy, ghost, if there is a ghost, you should eat all of you!"

The scholar wiped the plaster off his face, glanced at the brightly lit place on the mountainside, and thought to himself: "The lights are so bright, there must be many people living there, I don't believe it, these bandits really dare to chase after a crowded place! "

Not knowing where the power came from, the scholar used all his strength to get out of the woods and ran all the way to Lanruo Temple along the deserted mountain road.

After chasing out of the woods, the group of strong men paused for a moment, not daring to continue chasing.

"Brother, if you catch up again, you will be at Lanruo Temple! I heard that it is haunted, do you still want to chase after it?"

The bandit leader gritted his teeth and said: "Take people's money, eliminate disasters with people, chase after them! What kind of ghost is not a ghost, it's all about chasing after the wind!"

"Isn't it? In this world, ghosts and ghosts are all disguised by people. Hehe."

At this time, a soft voice sounded not far from them.

Dressed in a bright outfit, the girl was holding her arms and smiling sweetly.

However, no matter how beautiful a woman is, how scary it is to suddenly appear in this deep mountain and old forest.

"Ghost!"

The screams echoed in the mountains and forests, attracting the ears of returning birds.

"Cuckoo."

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