snake curse

Snake Calamity (formerly known as Baochao)

Author: Naiga

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He Sang, the fifth son of the Black Emperor, was accused of promiscuity in the God Realm, and the Qing Emperor Taihao Fuxi locked his god bones and demoted him to the mortal world.He Sang West Lake and his party encountered one strange thing after another.

PS: This article will be greatly revised, the main line will remain the same, some branch lines will be removed to speed up the pace, and there will be no more meat or anything!

He Sang X White Toad Palace

A story to be desired.

Content tags: a special liking, a sense of loss, a legend

Search keywords: Protagonist: White Chan Palace, He Sang┃Supporting roles: Qing Zhao, Chu Ningsheng, Su Xiaoci, Qian Xiaoer, Guan Xingge, Human Face Peach Blossom┃Others: White Snake

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First time

Wuzhou West Lake is located in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River. It is surrounded by clouds and mountains on three sides and a city on the other. There are ten miles of lotus flowers on the lake, and they are vying to surround the painted bridges and opium buildings that look like a sea market.The willows on the shore hang down towards the water along the lake, and the misty rain flutters in the mist, just like a virgin, graceful and poetic.

"My lord, there seems to be a young man on the shore calling for you." The old man in a straw hat raised his hand and looked around for a while, and saw a white-clothed scholar on the shore holding a dilapidated oil-paper umbrella in the heavy rain, waving at them non-stop. I was so anxious that I almost stopped dancing.

He Sang raised his eyelids, glanced at the shore expressionlessly, held a glass of warm wine between his slender fingers, and sipped it on his lips: "Leave him alone, steer the boat to the other side, don't worry about it." Let him dangle before my eyes."

The old man looked up at the sky, the heavy rain seemed to be falling for a while, the boats at the ferry had been rented out, the white-clothed scholar was thin, and a broken umbrella didn't cover much of the rain. If I have a cold and a cold, I will be dizzy for several days.

"My lord, the rain is heavy, and I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it later." Thinking about what he said just now, the old man thought to himself that the scholar on the bank should have known Mr. Huayi in the boat, but he didn't know how the scholar offended him. This master, seeing the scholar getting more and more embarrassed by the heavy rain, the master in the boat became more leisurely and complacent, clearly standing on the sidelines and never interfering.

When He Sang heard that the old Chuan family pleaded for Chu Ningsheng, he suddenly found it interesting. He hooked his lips and smiled, and said, "I don't know what kind of bad luck I have had since I was sent down. I haven't stopped all the way in Wuzhou. Or the Shangjia sent With such a disaster star to punish me, wherever I go, this plague god will follow. Since he wants to follow, I don’t bother to bother with him. The rain is falling well, and it just washes away the bad luck on him.”

The old man was puzzled. The man in front of him was well-dressed and handsome. He should be the son of a rich family. How could he avoid such a poor scholar like a snake?

Seeing that the old man was strange, He Sang said with a smile, "Don't believe me, Mr. Chuan. Since I met him, I have lived in illegal shops no less than ten times, ate human meat buns once, entered the county government prison once, and was robbed by robbers on the way to Wuzhou. He was mistaken for a flower picker three times, and he was mistaken for a flower picker. Oh, what’s strange is that the leader of the robbers who robbed three times was the same person. The first time he robbed the scholar’s ​​money, and the second time he took off his clothes The third time I saw that he was so poor that there were only books left, I robbed all the books, even my young master was robbed three times."

The more He Sang said, the more he felt a headache. Although he was demoted to the mortal world by the Qing Emperor, but as the fifth son of the Black Emperor, he could not go anywhere without the fawning of the little fairy, and he didn't care about the money that was robbed.But I don’t know what kind of hatred Chu Ningsheng, the god of plague, has with him. It doesn’t matter if he is unlucky, and he lived in a black shop along the way, was robbed, or was treated as a flower thief, imprisoned, and ate human flesh buns. Of course, that He exposed the meat bun before he ate it.

He and Chu Ningsheng met by chance, and the first time he was robbed, it was he who met the bandit leader who was robbing Chu Ningsheng impartially, so He Sang himself had no complaints when he was robbed.

After walking with Chu Ningsheng for a few days, he knew that he was a scholar who was going to Beijing for the exam, and he was robbed and entangled. It's not that you can't catch up with the exam, live on the street, and die in a foreign land.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, the two of them were robbed by the robbers who jumped out of the mountain road suddenly.Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it turns out that they are still "acquaintances". Isn't this the gang of robbers who robbed them back then?

The bandit leader looks like a dog, and his name is coquettish enough to call it "Human Face Peach Blossom", and his skills are indeed very good.At first, He Sang thought it was bad luck during those days, that's why he was robbed by strong men one after another, but he didn't expect Chu Ningsheng, the plague god.If you pay the money honestly, it will be treated as a reward to this group of people for playing tricks on him.

When I turned around and saw Chu Ningsheng, sure enough, the entanglements given to him just now hadn’t been warmed up yet, and they were robbed again, and even the shabby clothes were taken away by a robber, who said they were taken back to give to his family as a new addition. Fat boy makes diapers.He Sang looked sympathetically at Chu Ningsheng who was being beaten on the ground, and almost couldn't laugh out loud, but after he and Chu Ningsheng continued to walk together, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Chu Ningsheng was robbed of the money that He Sang gave him, so Suan Xiucai suddenly felt ashamed of He Sang's high hopes, so he followed He Sang along the way and said that he wanted to pay off the debt, and what to do while He Sang was traveling and enjoying himself? of.Naturally, He Sang didn't feel anything wrong, and acquiesced to Chu Ningsheng following him.And I had an extra heart, deliberately picked some roads that went straight to the capital, thinking that the sour scholar had been working hard for ten years just for fame, he was a merciful son of the god clan, if he could help, he would help.

As a result, this walk was an eye-opener for Hesanga.

You said that once you entered a black shop, it was a mistake, and you thought you were unlucky, but every time you went to the black shop blindly, it was how obsessed and kind you were to the black shop... He Sang sometimes really wanted to ask Chu Ningsheng, your family runs a black shop, right?

Unexpectedly, when Chu Ningsheng found out that the place he stepped into was a black shop, he was more excited than He Sang, holding the book basket in one hand and He Sang in the other, rushing out like a bull, regardless of knife or gun, He Sang was shocked for a moment, thinking that he had an iron shirt with a gold bell cover.As a result, as soon as the gleaming white knife stabbed over, the scholar's hand holding the book basket was immediately cut with blood. Chu Ningsheng looked down at the bleeding, raised his head and screamed, and kicked his legs and passed out.

The corners of He Sang's mouth twitched, and he didn't rush to deal with the plague god. He swiftly took down a bunch of incompetent morons, and robbed the money of the black shop, and only then left the unconscious Chu Ningsheng away.

Originally, He Sang thought that as long as he chose the place to stay, he would be safe and sound, but unexpectedly, unexpectedly, he still lived in a black shop all the way to Wuzhou...

After repeating this, He Sang robbed a lot of black shops, and the money became more and more abundant.

Later, he almost ate a bun made of human flesh, and what made He Sang even more pissed off was that Chu Ningsheng even sent him to the county government prison once as a flower picker!

Thinking of this, He Sang's face turned dark immediately.

Thinking of him as the fifth son of the Black Emperor, he is gentle, elegant, suave and affectionate. Although he is a romantic man, he likes to wander among flowers and play with phoenixes and butterflies, but he is a gentleman but not lewd, romantic but not dirty. Willing to cuddle in your arms?There is an elegant name for him, Fifth Young Master Ya, how could he be that kind of wild man who is completely incomprehensible!

Even if Chidi slandered him for belittling his niece, charged him with prostitution|disturbing the God Realm, and made him be imprisoned into the mortal world by Qingdi, and temporarily lose his divine power, even if his father, Heidi, was inconvenient to replace him. He handles everything in the mortal world, and with his many years of ability to play games in the three worlds and six realms, he is not afraid of mere mortals.

In the end, he was treated as a flower picker by this idiot-made plague god. This is a great shame!

Later, when the real flower picker was caught, Chu Ningsheng knew that he had wronged He Sang, and became more and more obedient to He Sang, like an angry little daughter-in-law.Even if He Sang really wanted to beat him up, he would not be able to do so after a long time, not to mention that He Sang never cared about the weaker people, especially ordinary people.

But seeing that Wuzhou was about to arrive after all the hard work, the "human face peach blossom" who robbed them two times before fell from the sky and robbed them again.

He Sang never gave Chu Ning any money since they robbed him of the money he gave to Chu Ning last time, but he did not miss a penny in terms of food and clothing.

This time, "Peach Blossom with a Human Face" saw that the scholar had no money, and the group didn't hug the big fat boy to despise his shabby clothes. All the precious books have been robbed.

He Sang still presented the money in a manner that was neither humble nor overbearing, and when he looked back and saw that Chu Ningsheng's book had been robbed, just like his own father had died, his forehead throbbed and throbbed faintly.

He finally understood that as long as Chu Ningsheng was with him for a day, he wouldn't even think about living a peaceful life.On the surface, Chu Ningsheng looks like a poor scholar, but in fact he must have been specially sent by Emperor Qingyan to torment him!

Therefore, He Sang took some silver taels from the mountain god. After the two entered Wuzhou, he distributed some silver coins to Chu Ningsheng, so he wanted to go his separate ways and send him away.

Before leaving, He Sang couldn't help teasing Chu Ningsheng, if he is robbed by the "Peach Blossom with a Human Face" next time, he might as well go back with the "Peach Blossom with a Human Face" and become Mrs. Yazhai. It was tiring, even if he was given more money, Chu Ningsheng might not be able to make it to the day when he took the exam in Beijing.

After He Sang finished speaking, the boatman was so happy that he couldn't straighten his waist, and the old man didn't shake the boat. He stopped and said to He Sang: "The little old man has been rowing the boat in the West Lake for so long, and the passengers passing by have said a lot. Bizarre stories, but none of them are as good as the young master's." He couldn't help laughing for a while, but there was no malice.

Afterwards, the old man looked towards the shore. He had just walked for a while, but he couldn't see the scholar anymore. He couldn't help but put away his smile, and said to He Sang with a little worry: "I'm afraid this young man is just bad luck, and he will implicate the young master. The rain won't stop for a while, alas, I don't know if I have found a place to shelter from the rain."

He Sang could hear the old man speaking for Chu Ningsheng, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the rain outside hadn't subsided, but was faintly growing. He sighed secretly, thinking that he had exhausted enough anger, and that the nerd's bad luck was probably to blame. After washing it, he said to the old man: "Boater, please turn the boat back."

The boatman laughed loudly and said, "Okay! Let's go back!"

However, this time back, Chu Ningsheng was not found.

"It's strange. There are no boats or shelters around. Where did the younger generation go?" The old man docked the boat, looked around, and looked nervously at the surface of the West Lake where the duckweed was hit by the rain, "It didn't happen that he fell into the water right?"

"Don't worry, the boatman, the black shop robbers have nothing to do with him, how can this soft water in the west of the lake be willing to seduce his soul?" He Sang raised his umbrella and walked out of the cabin. , looked around, but did not see Chu Ningsheng in distress.

Just as he was about to return to the cabin, he suddenly saw something floating in the water beside the embankment.

"Boater, what is that?" He Sang pointed at the ferry in the rain.

The old man stretched out his head to take a closer look, but suddenly his expression changed, he turned his head and said to He Sang, "My lord, let's leave here first, and after the rain stops, we will go find the younger generation."

Seeing that his expression was different, He Sang didn't ask any more questions, turned around and went back to the cabin. The old man propped up the bamboo poles, set up the boat, and quickly moved away from the ferry.

He picked up the folding fan on the table, played with the small suet jade tablet hanging from the tail of the fan, and lightly stroked the word "Ya" engraved on the jade tablet with his fingertips, thinking for a while.

If you read correctly, those things immersed in the water seem to be Mingqian.

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Second time

Outside Wuzhou City, there are barren mountains and wild mountains.

Chu Ningsheng shrunk his body, clutching the book basket on his back tightly with both hands, glanced at the lonely graves at his feet, and secretly swallowed.

"...Brother Bai...why are there so many graves here..."

Walking in front of him was a young man in plain clothes, with a slender and long back, and the black hair behind him was slightly combed into a bun, and was tied behind his head with a simple hairpin.In order not to pay attention to more and more grave mounds along the way, Chu Ningsheng fixed his eyes on the hairpin, almost grinding the hairpin into powder with his gaze.

"Brother Chu, are you afraid?"

Chu Ningsheng heard the person in front of him asking himself in a flat tone, and his voice sounded a little deserted.

He straightened his waist and said: "I don't do anything wrong in my life, and I don't fear ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Chu reads sage books, and he doesn't speak strange powers, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

The person in front nodded and seemed to smile slightly: "That's good, just climb over this mountain and walk a little further. If Brother Chu is afraid of these immovable graves, I'm afraid tonight I can’t stay in the ancient temple.”

As soon as Chu Ningsheng heard about the accommodation, he hurriedly said, "Brother Bai, don't worry, since you can live here, Chu is no problem."

After listening to his words, Mr. Su Yi didn't say any more, and still led the way steadily.

Although He Sang gave Chu Ningsheng a lot of silver taels when he left, he arrived in the capital safely and successfully passed the exam. Shelter from the rain will be enough for a few nights.

When Chu Ningsheng was thrown into the West Lake by He Sang during the heavy rain, he panicked and hid under the willow tree to avoid the rain, but was almost struck to death by lightning.

He was embarrassed by the heavy rain, and fell into the water and drank a lot of water. Not only was he soaked, but his limbs were trembling with cold, and his mind was dizzy.Mr. Su Yi was very friendly to him. He not only took him to the hospital by the shore, bought clean clothes, but also asked the boatman to find the book basket that fell into the water for him. By the side, otherwise his broken book basket would have rushed to nowhere.

After taking a dose of medicine, it may be that poor people have hard bones, but Chu Ningsheng felt refreshed after sweating for a while.

When he was resting in the hospital, Mr. Suyi did not leave. The two talked overnight, and Chu Ningsheng found out that Mr. was from Huangzhou. His surname was Bai and his name was Toad Palace. So he settled down in the ancient temple alone and had a leisurely time alone.Like He Sang, they are all tourists who traveled to Wuzhou for their fame, so they rented a small boat in the heavy rain and wandered around the West Lake by the rain, but they didn't want to save his life by accident.

The two chatted very happily. Chu Ningsheng saw that Bai Changong had a good conversation, simple and elegant manners, and his appearance was as beautiful as green smoke and pus. He was a handsome man he had never seen before. A villain with ulterior motives, so when he learned that he was staying in a deserted ancient temple, he considered that he also had a plan to save money, so he proposed to the White Chan Palace to accompany him to the ancient temple and trouble him for a few days. The White Chan Palace readily agreed to him.

When walking with the White Toad Palace, although Chu Ningsheng was a nerd, it was rare for him to become distracted.

No matter the demeanor, temperament and speech of the White Toad Palace, there is a dust-free air of immortal jade bones. When he met him by the rainy side of the West Lake, the surroundings were misty and misty, and he thought he had met Xizi Meiqing, who came in a fairy boat and wanted to welcome him to the blue sky of the Nine Heavens.

As a result, Bai Changong waved his hand in front of him and called out to him. Chu Ningsheng regained his senses in shame, and it took him a long time to realize that the cold voice he heard just now turned out to be an out-and-out man , I was taken aback, but I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in my heart.

Now it is far away from Wuzhou City, and the mountains have long been deserted. After the rain stopped, the surrounding graveyards smelled of muddy grass and fishy smell.Passing by several graves, occasionally a few crows would startle and whirl around. Chu Ningsheng had already seen a lot of bones exposed on the ground along the way. Now it was dusk, and he could not help but follow closely behind the White Toad Palace, always in fear, for a while. Don't dare to relax, for fear of seeing something that shouldn't be seen.

The path to the ancient temple is already so desolate and creepy, and the thousand-year-old temple that Baichan Palace is talking about is even more terrifying.He suddenly felt a little regretful. He originally thought that a seemingly delicate person like Bai Changong would not be afraid of living alone in a deserted temple. As a scholar who has read sage books, he has a bright heart and a blue sky above his head, and he is even less afraid of ghosts and gods.

I don't know, but he just passed through the ten-mile chaotic grave, his hands and feet are soft now, and he still has a little bit of the heroic look at that time.

Chu Ningsheng walked forward anxiously, he didn't dare to look around, his eyes were still fixed on the plain hairpin on the back of Bai Changong's head, and suddenly he stepped on something, which made the soles of his feet ache.

Inexplicably, a cold air ran from the soles of the feet along the spine to the forehead.

"...Young man, you stepped on my head."

A gloomy and decadent voice suddenly came from beside his ear, and Chu Ningsheng trembled, trembling all over.

With a pale complexion, he slowly lowered his head, and when he saw the things under his feet, his face turned ashen instantly. What he was stepping on was nothing but a rotten half of a human head!

The crumpled rotten head is almost half exposed among the rotten flesh, and there are countless maggots writhing. This rotten head looks like an old woman, with a ferocious face and a very ferocious look, only one eyeball is cloudy Turned yellow, staring straight at Chu Ningsheng.

"……Ha ha……"

Chu Ningsheng screamed, rolled his eyes, and passed out immediately after foaming.

Bai Changong turned around and saw Chu Ningsheng fainted on the ground, with an unrecognizable old man's head exposed in front of the solitary grave next to him, he walked up to Chu Ningsheng, put his slender and round fingertips into Chu Ningsheng's nose, and then heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he was still breathing , just fainted from fright.

"Grandmother, what are you scaring him for?" Bai Changong looked at the head of the old woman in front of the grave, and asked calmly, with a hint of helplessness.

"This scholar is so timid, I'm afraid he was frightened to death before entering the Garan Temple." The head opened his mouth and said, although his voice was a bit cold, his tone was obviously a lot kinder to the White Toad Palace. Slowly grow new flesh, and finally become a wrinkled human head.

Bai Changong leaned over and sat by the grave, and said without any haste: "The three yang fires on his body are the most exuberant among all the people I have found. There is a faint layer of divine aura. No matter how courageous the Herring Spirit is, he will not rashly offend people related to the God Realm. He may be the opportunity for me to open that door."

This old woman's head is a goblin, which was originally placed in the underground of Jialan Temple thousands of years ago. It has received a lot of Buddha's shadow and is quite intelligent and spiritual.Later, the Jialan Temple fell, and was taken by a seriously injured herring spirit. After driving the goblin away, it was nailed to a random grave, so it became what it is now.

The goblin obviously recognized the White Toad Palace, and when he said that the scholar might be related to someone from the God Realm, he suddenly showed surprise.

"Bai Guanren," he said to Bai Chan Palace with a little worry, "since the scholar is not young, if there is a slight mistake, the old lady is worried that you will be blamed at that time, and you will offend the Tian Family."

Bai Changong smiled indifferently: "I have done so many things, even if I have to suffer retribution, it is not because of him. Besides, I saved his life. Since he thinks I am a good person and is willing to follow me, why not just be a good person?" He gave me a favor back."

The goblin was silent for a while, as if he understood that he couldn't persuade the person in front of him, so he had no choice but to warn: "No matter what, Baiguan people must remember to be careful in everything, this scholar is very talented, but if the herring spirit knows the scholar's background, I’m afraid there will be some precautions.”

Bai Changong nodded unsurprisingly: "This is within my expectation. If he has no worries, there is no need to hide in the Jialan Temple. I have been fighting with him for so many years, and I still know how capable he is. Grandma doesn't have to." Too worried."

The goblin nodded thoughtfully, remembering another story he heard from the lonely ghost in the random graveyard: "...Recently, many people died in Wuzhou City, and it is said that they were all strong men, and the cause of death was all positive Yuan Buxie caused the blood to flow backwards all over the body, and the meridians burst to death, which is really strange. Bai Guanren, could this matter also be related to herring essence?"

Bai Changong's face suddenly became serious: "I've started to investigate this matter, but I don't have any clue yet."

He looked up at the sky, and on the barren hills, the lonely graves of various heights and sizes were all reflected in a dim yellow color by the fiery red sun that was about to set on the hill.The crows flying around wailed melancholy, adding a sense of desolation to this deserted graveyard where few people came to worship, and made the eerie horror even more vivid.

"It's getting late, I should go."

If you stay any longer, I'm afraid the sky will completely darken.

Saying goodbye to the goblin, Bai Changong continued on his way with Chu Ningsheng on his back, and when he arrived at the ancient temple, it was already dark and the wind was high, and he couldn't see his fingers.

The mountain wind howled, the screeching of owls mixed with the howling of wild wolves, it was indescribably eerie and terrifying.

The ancient Jialan temple is located in the deep mountains. It was a famous temple and ancient temple with a lot of incense decades ago. Countless pilgrims come to worship Bodhisattva and Buddha every day.After the abbot Qiu Naluoshi disappeared, the Jialan Temple was covered with dead trees and branches overnight, and all the monks in the temple disappeared, which became a famous headless case at that time.

Bai Changong stepped into the ancient temple with Chu Ningsheng on his back, a gust of wind suddenly hit, the miscanthus taller than a person on the ground immediately swayed from side to side, two rows of stone lamps that had been extinguished for decades could be faintly seen.Every time he took a step, the miscanthus would separate to the two sides by itself. The colorful paintings of the pagodas painted on the pagoda of the main hall of the temple have peeled off so that the original color can hardly be seen. How magnificent and majestic the temple is.

Although it was not late at night, there was a thin layer of mist floating on both sides of the hall.

On the east and west sides are houses where monks live. All the doors and windows are decayed, and there are large or small cobwebs hanging everywhere.In the east corner of the hall, there is a big pond surrounded by a swaying rockery. The water in the pond is not exhausted, and there are many wild lotus roots that have bloomed.

The east side was originally an octagonal, nine-story, twelve-eave Dado Pagoda. The base of the pagoda was engraved with reliefs of the torture scenes of "the underworld". The top of the pagoda was crowned with an iron brake. The ten dharma signs, and the three rebellious crimes suffered in the uninterrupted hell.Today's Dado Tower is tightly bound by countless dead branches of vines from the base to the top of the tower, and it is almost impossible to see the original appearance.

However, it is such a warning pagoda, but it is the place with the most yin in the Jialan Temple.

Singing voices of resentment came from afar, and the voice was as sad and melancholy as ever, with a hint of ecstasy and charm, creating an increasingly eerie and strange atmosphere in the deserted Jialan Temple.

"When the candles are all fragrant and the night is quiet, the bridal chamber is a different world. If you teach the king of the day, would you be willing to dream upside down on the balcony? The fish and the water are like fish and water, and the smell is true. There is no glue or paint on each other. The two bodies forget who is for me, I am afraid it is born Lian Liren..."

White Toad Palace didn't seem to hear anything, and help the sleepy Chu Ningsheng into a house that didn't look too dilapidated.

With a snap of his fingers, the oil lamp on the table lit up out of thin air, and the dim light flickered to illuminate the whole room.

He didn't stay too long, took care of everything, and walked out.

After closing the two doors, before leaving, the White Toad Palace looked up in the direction of Dadota, then turned and walked towards a room not far from the next door.

On the eaves in front of the door of the room hung upside down a red brocade umbrella with 28 ribs, and a copper bell the size of a thumb was hung at the end of each rib. Small and crisp exhortations.

Bai Changong stared deeply at Yansan for a long time, then pushed the door and walked in after a while.

The author has something to say: The prototype of Wuzhou West Lake is Hangzhou West Lake.

The prototype of Dado Pagoda is the Pizhi Pagoda of Lingyan Temple.

When the candles are gone and the incense is gone, the night is quietly passed away, and the bridal chamber is a different day.If you teach the king of the day, are you willing to dream upside down on the balcony?Fish and water match each other, the smell is true, and there is no glue or paint on a blind date.Two bodies forget who is for me, I am afraid that they are born to be married. ——From an unknown, but very fragrant poem.

Third time

"...head...human head!!!"

Chu Ningsheng woke up profusely from his dream, waving his hands and feet trying to shake something away, his slack eyes didn't close for a moment, he shivered and kept shrinking from the head of the bed.

After a while, Chu Ningsheng gradually came back to his senses, and looked around in fear, where there was no graveyard of human heads, and he didn't know that he was sleeping in a strange house.

"……here is?"

He looked at everything in front of him in bewilderment, swallowed, then settled down, straightened his Confucian hat, and got up from the bed.

Chu Ningsheng turned around and took a closer look at the house. It was very dilapidated, the walls were covered with cobwebs, the floor was full of dust, the windows were only skeletons, and the paper pasted on them had long since turned to dust. The thick beams and pillars are engraved with a huge word "Jie".

He suddenly realized, and murmured: "Could it be... this is the Jialan Temple?"

When I came to the table, a dim yellow oil lamp was lit on the table, nearly half of it was lit, the flame was shaken by the night wind blowing from the window, a piece of paper was pressed under the lamp, It seems to have written a line or two.

Chu Ningsheng picked up the oil lamp and the note, and took a picture of it. When he saw the word "white" in the signature, his heart was relieved immediately, and he couldn't help but let out a deep breath.

It turned out that it was left by the White Toad Palace.

There were only a few lines of small characters left on it, which were concise and to the point. After reading it, Chu Ningsheng finally understood what was going on.

This place is exactly the thousand-year-old temple that Baichan Palace said, Jialan Temple. Except for Baichan Palace, no one dared to step into the ancient temple. No wonder he felt lifeless and gloomy around him when he woke up.After he passed out, the White Toad Palace carried him here. Seeing that he was too frightened to wake up and that he was fine, he went back to his room to rest. It seemed that he was living in a room not far from the next door.

Chu Ningsheng was a little surprised after wiping the stool and tabletop, but they were spotless. He looked up, but found nothing unusual.

He walked to the window with the oil lamp in his hand, pushed the window open, and a burst of dust fell from the casement, choking him so much that he coughed non-stop, and almost couldn't keep his eyes open.

Holding his breath, he waved his hand. When the dust dissipated, Chu Ningsheng let out a breath, raised the lamp and looked out. Under the dark night, he could vaguely see the outline of the pagoda in the main hall. There were low-pitched bird calls, a little eerie and terrifying.

He looked around again, but he didn't see any room with lights on. He thought that the White Toad Palace must have gone to bed early, so he gave up the idea of ​​going to thank him.

A gust of strong cold wind blew faintly, and the lamp in his hand was almost blown out. Chu Ningsheng quickly covered the oil lamp with his hand, and hastily closed the window slightly.

However, he did not see a pale woman in white standing behind another window.

……

Walking back into the house, Chu Ningsheng put down the oil lamp. For some reason, he always felt a little weird in his heart. Goosebumps appeared all over his body for no reason. He shivered, rubbed his arms, and muttered softly: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden... "

Although it was late at night, he had just woken up and was no longer sleepy.

Chu Ningsheng twisted the book basket and rummaged through it, but stopped suddenly after a while.

He relaxed the strength of his whole body with a gloomy expression, and remembered with some heartache that not long ago he and He Sang were robbed by the "Human Face Peach Blossom", and all the books were robbed to make toilet paper. Not a single book.

With a long sigh, Chu Ningsheng put down the book basket and stared blankly at the lights on the table.

The female ghost in white outside the window looked at the stunned look of the scholar in the room, covered her sleeves and gave a low laugh.

At this time, the charming and fragrant singing sounded again in the quiet Jialan Temple.

The female ghost in white immediately turned pale, stroked her white sleeves, and disappeared in front of the window coldly.

In a dark house not far away.

The White Toad Palace closely watched the only place where the light was on. When he saw Chu Ningsheng coming out of the room and following the singing, he bent his fingers together and made a red line, which suddenly popped out of the window.

The red thread jumped out instantly, entangled the scholar's ankle like a spirit snake, and in the blink of an eye, it inexplicably disappeared on the scholar's ankle. However, Chu Ningsheng held the oil lamp and walked cautiously into the dark monastery , didn't feel it at all.

Bai Changong raised his other hand, spread his palm, and a yellowed book appeared, with two large scarlet characters written on the cover, "Precious Banknote".

He opened the book, and each page seemed to have a lot of words written in red cinnabar. Looking carefully, it was full of the man's name and birth date.He turned to a blank page and fixed the other end of the red thread on the yellowed paper. The end of the thread immediately burrowed into the paper like the head of a bug, and then squirmed on the page like an earthworm, crawling. Crawling around, after a while, several rows of scarlet characters were written. Those characters were none other than Chu Ningsheng's name and birthday!

After the scholars in the courtyard had gone a little farther, Bai Changong came out of the house, he put away the yellow book and was about to follow, the red brocade umbrella hanging upside down on the eaves above his head, and dozens of small copper bells hanging on the umbrella ribs , suddenly and anxiously rang.

Bai Changong's complexion changed slightly when he heard the sound, and after counting, a look of surprise flashed across Cibai's face, and his expression instantly became solemn.

After pausing for a while, he didn't think about it anymore, raised his hand, and the red brocade umbrella fell into his hand immediately, and Bai Changong flew up on the dark wind, chasing after the scholar disappeared.

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The author has something to say: the eyes of the sky are restored, as clear as a mirror;Pity the whole world in a coma, and finally sink into it; I hope all sentient beings will repent, and don't follow suit.Thinking about accumulating yin skills can save you from swords and soldiers; it is convenient to do it at any time, and you should have no worries about rashes and diseases.If you depend on a good person, you will be able to walk in heaven; if you use the evil party as a friend, you will surely go to hell.The picture of the ten halls is worthy of a police eye, and after a few words, he will turn around.Abide by the decree and inherit the heaven forever. ——From "Jade Calendar", the words of Emperor Fuyou.

4th

He Sang didn't know what he was doing wrong, so he came here in the middle of the night to this deserted ancient temple.

Originally, it happened that Chu Ningsheng disappeared, so he took the opportunity to draw a clear line. He played his world well, and Chu Ningsheng continued to go to Beijing to catch up with his exam.

In the end, the little mountain god who followed him all the way and was courteous everywhere suddenly told him that Chu Ningsheng was lured by a white snake to an ancient temple haunted by ghosts. He might be murdered tonight and die soon.

He Sang has a headache. Now his bones are locked and his powers are sealed. Although he may not be able to save the scholar, why can't Chu Ningsheng give him peace for a day?Not long after we separated, the monsters have been thinking about it so quickly!

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the Jialan Temple, He Sang heard the singing of the beautiful ghost, and he didn't know what Chu Ningsheng looked like now.

Thinking of this, He Sang smiled playfully.

"The eyes of the sky are rejuvenated, as clear as a mirror; the hearts of the people are twisted and twisted, as clever as a hook..."

He Sang stopped in his tracks, and suddenly another deep and seductive voice sounded, very close at hand, it was not the singing of a ghost, but the cold voice of a man.

"Pity the whole world in a coma, and end up drowning in it; I hope all sentient beings will repent and never follow suit. If you use your thoughts to accumulate yin skills, you can avoid swords, soldiers, fire and water; if you use convenience at any time, you should be free from rashes, illnesses and worries..."

That voice recited verses in a low voice, as if to dissuade the world from having evil thoughts and doing evil deeds. It was like a cloud of smoke covering the whole body, lingering and unable to attract.

Inexplicably, He Sang felt his heart itch, for some reason, this man's voice was even more captivating than that sexy ghost's singing, scratching his heart and lungs.

"If you depend on good people, you will be able to walk in heaven; if you use the evil party as a friend, you will go to hell. The pictures of the ten palaces can be used as policemen, and you can turn around after a few words. Obey the order and inherit the heaven forever..."

Finally, He Sang couldn't bear it anymore, and with a trace of strong curiosity, he turned around and flew towards the opposite direction of Jialan Temple.

In the dark wind, the tall Miscanthus undulates violently, and he seems to be