Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 202 Ghost Fun
Luo Pin went to paint murals, and Lin Zhuoming followed Ning Caichen all the way to Guobei.

It's not too far anyway.

At this time, sleeping in a deserted temple, Ning Caichen took out a picture of a lady to observe.

Seeing that lady, with hairpin flowers and a lotus hoe, bare feet and slender jade, she looks at ease and contentment, the surrounding scenery is mostly blank, only a virtual scene, two or three spots of red, which seem to be plum blossoms, and are counted horizontally.

The more Ning Caichen looked at it, the more he liked it. He only felt that the painting seemed to be a real person, with delicate brushstrokes, and even the texture of the skin.

I can't help but admire in poems: "The pear blossoms fall into the moon and the wine is slightly intoxicated, and the catkins are sleeping in the spring clouds.

I dreamed of going to Chang'an but didn't return, I don't believe it's Jiangnan. "

This poem is quite sentimental. Seeing that he is so obsessed with paper figures, Lin Zhuoming can understand why he has such a love affair with Xiaoqian that spans Yin and Yang.

However, Lin Zhuming himself has long regarded beautiful women as bones and carcasses as fat, so he is not very interested in this.

I just took a copy of "The Legend of Zhong Lu" and read it there.

Zhao Chengwen recommended it before, but he still enjoyed it.

It's just that there are always wild monsters and spirits entrenched in the barren mountain and wild temples, but Lin Zhuming is listening.

But there is an old tree in the wild temple, counting a crow and an old raven, all of them are possessed by ghosts, talking to each other.

"Ghost King Rakshasa, have you heard the news that he plans to recruit troops in Yangzhou City?"

"I heard that I heard about it. Why, are you going to join him?"

"I don't know if he will accept it or not. The Raksha Ghost King is a tyrant in the underworld. I heard that even King Yama will give him three points."

"I don't seek fame, wealth, and wealth. I just want some blood to eat, and I am satisfied."

"Me too... Huh? It smells so good, it's the scent of a scholar."

"Yes, yes, the aroma of a scholar is really fresh and tender, how can there be the aroma of a scholar?"

The two ghosts detached from the possessed bird and turned into two ghosts under the tree, one with a big head like a water tank and the other with a pointed head like a wedge.

Smelling the scent of scholars, tiptoeing, at the gate of the ruined temple, sighed and looked inside.

"Sure enough, he's a scholar." The big-headed ghost was about to go in, but his head was too big and was stuck by the door.

The pointed-headed ghost had no choice but to pull him out, but the head didn't come out, and the neck got longer and longer, causing the big-headed ghost to scream in pain.

But it's okay to get stuck for a while, and soon the big-headed ghost got out of trouble.

The little-headed ghost wanted to go in. He had a small head so he wouldn't get stuck, but he was soon pulled back by the big-headed ghost: "The scholar was discovered by the two of us together. You can get in, but I can't. Then It’s not about being eaten by you.”

"Oh, your head is so big, but your mind is so small."

"Your head is small, and your mind is even smaller."

The two ghosts quarreled for a while, intending to lure Ning Caichen out.

But seeing the big-headed ghost, vomiting, spit out a piece of black bone from his mouth, blew on it, and it turned into a piece of gold.

Then throw it towards the door, and a golden light flashed by.

Ning Caichen was admiring the picture of a lady. If Lin Zhuoming hadn't been here, he would have had an intimate interaction with the fairy sister in the picture.

It is not enough to just stay on the surface of appreciation.

I was obsessed with the appearance of the fairy sister, suddenly heard a "bang", looked up, and there was a piece of gold at the gate of the temple.

However, Ning Caichen just snorted and didn't get up.

"Daoist, is there a monster? I read this novel, there is this, turning into a beautiful woman, turning into gold to harm people..."

"Aren't you talking in a strange way?" Lin Zhuoming smiled: "Why are you talking about this again?"

Ning Caichen remained silent.

I can say that there were many people in Yangzhou City before, so naturally I was not afraid, but now in the wilderness, there are only two people, so it is easy to think too much?
Lin Zhuming cast a glance at the two little ghosts, but they ignored him.It may be that Lin Zhuming has restrained his own aura, or it may be that the two little ghosts are blind.

Seeing that the gold didn't work, although the two little ghosts were ashamed, they became even more excited: "This is not only a scholar, but also a good person."

"It's settled, I want to eat my ass!" The big-headed ghost said to the little-headed ghost, "Don't fight me."

"If you want to eat ass, you can eat ass. I only want to eat eyes."

The food addiction of the two ghosts is quite special.

Lin Zhuming couldn't help thinking of the two crouching dragon and phoenix chicks under his seat, that is, the two little ghosts in front of Xuanyuan Temple, who can't see or hear.

But this big-headed ghost and the little-headed ghost are not as smart as the two of them, so they look really stupid.

"Gold is not good, so be a beautiful woman." The big-headed ghost turned into a big-headed fat woman.

"Why are you just that scholar who likes beautiful women, what if you like boys? Didn't the scholars we had before have a bookboy by their side?"

"Yes!"

I saw the little-headed ghost turned into a small-headed book boy.

The two shouted together: "Ouch! Help!"

Ning Caichen put down the picture of a lady, and asked Lin Zhuming: "Master Daoist, did you hear someone calling for help?"

"No."

"But I heard there is, is it possible that the pedestrians on the road were caught in the hunter's trap?" Ning Caichen was a little worried.

"Then you go and have a look, I won't go." Lin Zhuoming continued to look at Zhong Lu's preaching collection, which explained the principles of inner alchemy, which is somewhat useful.

Ning Caichen was timid. In this place, even if he wanted to urinate, he wanted Lin Zhuoming to accompany him in the ranking.

Although there was a bit of commotion, it can be seen that Lin Zhuming really didn't hear it, as long as he stayed in the temple.

Seeing that they couldn't come out no matter how tempting they were, the two little devils had to be discouraged: "It seems that they won't be able to eat the blood of scholars today."

"Hey, it seems that he is a scholar who has read the truth. We can't be confused. Let's go and seek refuge with the ghost king."

The two imps possessed the birds again and flew away.

Ning Caichen, who didn't hear the sound anymore, fell asleep lying on the table with a picture of a lady spread out on it.

Ning Caichen was sleeping and snoring, drooling, the painting was wet with saliva, and a woman flew out of the painting, just like the person in the painting.Covered Ning Caichen with a piece of clothing.

Seeing Lin Zhuming, he saluted slightly.

Lin Zhuming asked curiously: "Are you an elf born in the painting, or a ghost living in the painting?"

"The concubine was a daughter of a former court official. Because her father offended the eunuchs, she wanted to be beheaded by Qiuhou. The concubine robbed the court, so she died. This painting was made by a friend in the old days, but it is my portrait. The lonely soul has nothing to rely on, so it stays in the painting, and yesterday the painting was bought by this young master, so it is considered the master of the concubine, and the concubine has no choice but to follow the young master."

"Please don't blame the Taoist priest, the concubine is real and nothing"

Lin Zhuming nodded, it was indeed Nie Xiaoqian.

"Since you are a ghost, you should know that humans and ghosts have different paths. Why don't you recite a scripture for you and take you to reincarnation?"

The person in the painting turned pale with fright: "Please ask the Taoist priest to let me go..."

(End of this chapter)