After passing through the Main Hall and coming to the monks' dormitory area at the back, I saw that the bamboo door in that room was open. When I walked in, I saw Yan Chixia sitting peacefully inside, with the long hair that he had been carrying behind him.
The sword was taken off and placed neatly on a small table in front of him.
The small table is so narrow that the sword box looks even more huge, covering almost the entire area of the small table. It is so heavy that it seems that it can crush the small table at any time.
Yan Chixia raised his head and glanced at Chen Jianchen. He didn't see Yingning following him, and raised his eyebrows: "The little fox is afraid of me?"
Chen Jianchen chuckled: "Don't talk about her, I also feel uneasy when facing Brother Yan." These are not flattering words. When facing Yan Chixia, he seemed to be facing an unsheathed sword, with a faint edge.
The feeling on the skin is quite uncomfortable.
Yan Chixia was the only one who remained silent: "A certain family has been training in Shushan since childhood. He has been practicing swordsmanship wholeheartedly. He rarely gets along with others, so he loses some care." Chen Jianchen sat opposite him and sighed: "Brother Yan, why do you say that?
Polite words? Only when a man doesn't stick to trivial matters can he see his true feelings. Red tape not only wastes time but also restrains his temper."
Yan Chixia laughed and said, "Liu Xian's words deeply touched my heart. It's a pity that I don't have wine, otherwise it would be a big mistake."
Chen Jianchen blinked his eyes and suddenly clapped his hands, and Ying Ning's graceful body turned out. Shi Shiran walked in and said a blessing to Yan Chixia: "Yan Jianxian, here is the wine."
What she held in her hand was a jar of wine. The mouth of the jar had been opened, and the aroma of wine overflowed, filling the whole room with fragrance.
Yan Chixia praised: "A good wine must be a fifty-year-old wine!" He drank a lot, so he could roughly smell the age and quality of the wine with just one sniff.
Ying Ning took out two white yù bowls like magic again, but for a while she didn't know where to put them.
"1 Little fox, let's put it on a certain sword box." Ying Ning said, "I'm afraid that I will contaminate the sword of the Sword Immortal.,,
Yan Chixia waved his hand: "Don't mention the word Sword Immortal. If you don't mind, just call a certain family Brother Yan. "
"Thank you, Brother Yan." Yingning was very happy and gently placed the two white bowls on top of Yan Chixia's sword box. When he came into close contact, he felt a strong cold air shining on the man's eyebrows, a strong murderous aura.
Just the sword box 1
Her murderous intent was so strong that she didn't know how far it would go. She took a long breath, calmed herself down, and filled two bowls of wine steadily.
When the wine is put into the bowl, it turns amber, adding to the aroma of the wine.
Yingning quickly returned to Xizhou and bought this jar of wine at a high price through magic.
Yan Chixia picked up the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and praised: "It's a good wine, but it's a pity that there is wine but no meat. After all, it's a bit unpleasant." Yingning pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother Yan, wait a moment." He walked out, but came in again after a moment.
There was actually a large pot in his hand, and the strong aroma of meat was emanating from it along with the steaming heat.
Yan Chixia's eyes were bright, he held up his palm and shouted: "Dog meat, good dog meat, little fox girl hurry up and bring it up." As the saying goes, "If the dog meat rolls three times, the gods will not be able to stand still." As soon as the dog meat pot was served, Yan Chixia's eyes were bright.
Chi Xia felt a little overwhelmed with joy, and all the master's posture and swordsman's demeanor were thrown out of the sky.
Chen Jianchen's eyes bulged when he saw it. He knew that Yan Chixia could eat and drink, but he didn't expect that he was so fond of it. It seemed that Yingning was interested.
The dog meat pot had just been placed, and Yan Chixia couldn't wait to open it. Without using chopsticks, he opened his mouth, and a large piece of hot dog meat in the pot flew into his mouth, and he swallowed it in one go.
This mouthful made Chen Jianchen's eyes pop out of his head. The temperature of that piece of dog meat must be at least six or seventy degrees. He has magic skills and is really awesome. He can even eat faster than others. He occupies an undoubted position.
Advantage!
Yan Chixia glanced at Yingning and said with a smile: "No wonder Liuxian wants to accept the little fox as a book boy. If a certain family is willing to accept a book boy like this, he should be called a sword boy."
Yan Chixia's various performances showed that he had no image and no airs. The nervousness and restraint in Yingning's heart slowly disappeared and he said: "With Brother Yan's ability, it is easy to find any kind of sword boy.
"A certain family is always used to being alone, but it's hard to keep people around. Little fox, come and have a drink too."
So Yingning added a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and the three of them started eating and drinking happily, talking less and enjoying their food more. Compared to Yan Chixia and Chen Jianchen, Yingning's eating habits were as gentle as that of a lady. In this way,
The last stewed dog meat will most likely end up in Yan Chixia's body.
After a night of tossing, his stomach growled. Chen Jianchen didn't pay attention to the appearance of his food, but the problem was that he didn't regard high temperatures as nothing. He picked up a piece of meat and hadn't blown it to cool it down, but Yan Chixia had already eaten three or five pieces in his stomach.
After eating and drinking, Yingning cleaned up the mess.
At this time, Yan Chixia said he wanted to take a nap, and without further ado, he turned the sword case over and used it as a pillow, then lay down on the spot. In the blink of an eye, he snored loudly and rumbled loudly.
Chen Jianchen curled his lips, and withdrew with Yingning, covering the bamboo leaves. He was not sleepy, so he thought about cleaning another monk's house to live in.
The monk's residence should not be too far away. If it is too far, it is not safe. But it cannot be too close. How can you sleep when you listen to the sound of Yan Chixia's strokes?
Soon, the place was ready. It was a room diagonally opposite Yan Chixia. The original architectural appearance of the monk's residence was relatively well preserved. It only needed to renovate the windows and sprinkle water to clean it.
At present, Chen Jianchen was in debt for repairs, and Yingning was responsible for cleaning. The two divided the labor and cooperated, and they cleaned up in half an hour. Chen Jianchen was so dirty that he prepared to go to the lake outside to wash up. He went to take a bath, but Yingning did not
It's easy to follow, so Ding told the young master to be careful. She took all the items she left in the monk's dormitory with her, such as folding quilts. Because of the magic, ordinary people couldn't find them.
The little fox is attentive and considerate, and is not willing to let the young master live a hard life no matter what.
Chen Jianchen passed through the palace and soon went outside to the lake.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly, so he was not afraid that the tree demon would cause trouble. According to Yan Chixia, the tree demon did not take any advantage after a night of fierce fighting.
There were no outsiders in Lanruo Temple, so Chen Jianchen had no scruples. He took off his clothes under the shade of a tree by the lake, wearing only a shirt, and jumped into the cool blue water of the lake, where he roamed and washed himself.
It seems that he has not been so happy for a long time. Like a fish, this lake is his world, a world that only belongs to him.
Although Chen Jianchen himself was born in Jiangzhou, which is far north, he is quite proficient in swimming based on his memories and experiences from his previous life. When he got up, he went back to the other side and swam back, which was really refreshing.
Then three days passed without any alarm, and no tree demon came out to cause trouble. Yan Chixia did not take the initiative to kill the opponent: as for Chen Jianchen, he was also very calm and angry, and did not ask questions about peace or eastward travel.
Walk west and enjoy the scenery around Lanruo Temple.
The days are picturesque, but they will never last. Once the wind blows, the blood will flow.
On the fourth day, in the afternoon, Chen Jianchen was taking Ying Ning for a walk by the lake when he suddenly heard noises from someone on the other side of the lake. Not long after, seven or eight people walked across the forest road and walked in.
Looking from a distance, the three leaders were all wearing white Confucian shirts and scholar's scarves. They were shaking golden folding fans in their hands. They were shaking them step by step, showing an indescribable carefreeness.
The people behind were all servants of the servants, leading three horses, and followed slowly.
Is there an outsider coming to Lanruo Temple?
Chen Jianchen was slightly surprised and quickly stepped onto the covered bridge to see what was going on. When he stopped, he saw the face of the other party. Unexpectedly, the people who stood still were all acquaintances!
In fact, calling them "acquaintances" is an exaggeration. They have only had some contact with each other. What's more, this contact is not a harmonious one. It should even be said to be tit-for-tat.
In Xizhou, during the talent competition, the three talented people in Suihan looked down upon Chen Jianchen. Now that a few days have passed, I believe that the various ceremonies at Kaitai Academy have already ended. Representatives of students from all over the country have come, as well as
The officials probably all started to go home one after another. However, they did not expect that the three Han talents would come to Lanruo Temple together. It seemed that they all looked like they were traveling around. Could it be that in their eyes, Lanruo
Is the temple a tourist attraction?
It's a bit strange that they are not afraid of the rumors of Lanruo Temple being haunted. But to be fair, aside from the hauntings, Lanruo Temple is quiet and quiet with beautiful scenery. It is really a good place. Moreover, there are ancient temple buildings inside, which can block the wind.
Rain. Belongs to the category of historic sites.
It is in line with the various requirements of scholars for seeking secluded places to explore.
In the past, long before it was haunted, down-and-out scholars often came to Lanruo Temple to stay and copy books, which could save money on staying in inns.
However, that was all in the past...
Now Lanruo Temple in Zhezhou, especially in the Jinhua area, has long been famous for its evil reputation. How can idle people dare to come here easily?
Chen Jianchen frowned. The sudden appearance of the people on the other side was a bit tricky. Just as he was thinking about how to drive them away, they saw the existence of him and Ying Ning and walked onto the corridor bridge one after another.
The fastest person was Chen Yi. He looked at Chen Jianchen and Ying Ning, a little suspicious...
Chen Jianchen still had a beard on his face, and his face had changed a lot. Chenyi could not recognize him at once. He had never paid attention to Ying Ning, a book boy, and had no impression of him.
He was a little surprised and cupped his hands: "This gentleman invites you."
Chen Jianchen is elegantly dressed and has three long strands of beard. He is not like an ordinary scholar, but rather like a hermit or an expert lying high in the mountains.
Therefore, Chenyi did not dare to be rude and addressed him with "Sir."
Chen Jianchen was stunned and secretly felt funny. It seemed that the accidental details had played a big role. He stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and asked: "Where do these people come from? Haven't you heard of the rumor that Lanruo Temple is haunted?"
"Why did you come here to play?" Chen Yi immediately said: "I don't know how to talk about ghosts. The talk of being haunted is just a way to scare the villagers in the mountains. How can we be afraid if we have read the books of sages and sages?"
After hearing what he said, Chen Jianchen knew that things were not easy to handle!