Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 304 Scholars have a really good time
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Several big men came up with swords in their hands, shouting to kill, but they saw a young man with a pretty face quickly kicking his feet, kicking out the afterimage, and for a while, the sky was full of leg shadows.

The big men were kicked out one by one, smashed on the roof, hung on a tree in the distance, fell into the crowd and crushed a group of unlucky people who were eating melons.

In less than three breaths, everyone in the Iron Sword Sect was wiped out and died.

When the people around him saw that the man from Iron Knife Gate was dead, they just looked at An Yan in fear, then turned around and cheered.

These bastards from Iron Knife Sect, relying on the strength of their numbers, stole all the wanted notices, and even worked part-time in their spare time. This is the strongman profession I planted.

Now that they're dead, it's really satisfying.

However, they only dared to talk in low voices, for fear of attracting the attention of the young people standing in the middle of the road pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

An Yan slowly retracted her raised legs, glanced at the others, and turned to leave.

As soon as An Yan left, the crowd suddenly broke into violent looting.

The target was the people from Tiedaomen who were killed.

Thinking that he would stay in this world for a while, he originally only wanted to sell two sets, but immediately changed his mind to three sets.

"Scholar's clothes? There are some. Guest, please wait a moment."

After leaving the scene of the incident, An Yan frowned slightly. He found that his modern clothes were too conspicuous and he was the focus of attention along the way.

An Yan smiled and nodded, and did not forget to say: "I'll give you those iron knives as a reward."

Hearing the sounds of looting and fighting coming from behind, An Yan couldn't help but sigh: "Mingfeng is honest and simple, and he deserves his reputation."

Although people are dead, the weapons and money they carry are still there.

After getting the money, An Yan turned around and left again, planning to find a shop selling clothes and change her outfit.

"Guest, I don't know what kind of clothes you want to sell? My store is famous throughout Guobei County for being cheap and affordable, with many styles."

The other people who were defeated by the big man showed gloating expressions when they saw this scene.

"Hahaha!!!"

"Asshole, you dare to rob me? I'm from the Iron Palm Sect!"

Soon, he found a store and walked in.

An Yan ignored the boss, but kept to himself, touching his chin and muttering to himself: "As we all know, all the female ghosts from Liaozhai like scholars."

He immediately ran to the back to look around. Guobei County was a remote and remote place, and scholars were a rare species.

"That's good, I like reasonable people."

"Hmph! Xiaoxiao, you also want to attack me?"

"To be honest, I am the leader of the Iron Palm Sect, Qiu Yibai, who was given the nickname Iron Palm!"

The people fighting around fell to the ground. Only a big black-haired man with a bruised nose and face stood laughing in the middle of the road, holding several iron knives and several money bags in his hands.

"Everyone here is rubbish!"

"Eat you big and big"

"thank you!"

"With your own foundation, if you change into scholar's clothes, why don't you turn those female ghosts into perverts?"

"I'll get it right away."

An Yan glanced at the big man and smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, I just came back to get something. I didn't expect you to find it for me."

"Thank you."

The big man wanted to cry loudly now. He had seen bullies before, but never such a bully. This pretty boy had a vicious heart.

"Hero, spare your life!"

The big man saw this scene in his eyes and struggled to squeeze out a smile from his big face that was beaten like a pig's head, "You're welcome."

Suddenly, the big man laughed. He could feel someone approaching from behind and sneered.

The winner was quickly determined here.

When the store owner with a rude face saw a customer coming to his door, he immediately smiled like a party, and another fish was delivered to his door.

The big man turned his head suddenly and raised his palms to slap him away. When he saw the person behind him clearly, his expression changed from arrogance to trembling, and his voice changed instantly.

Selling three sets of clothes at one time is a big deal for the boss.

However, he is now penniless, and it would be impossible to live here without money.

After thinking for a while, he turned back again.

"Bah! Didn't you just say yesterday that you were from the Iron Sword Sect? I hate people who bully others the most in my life. Eat shit!"

An Yan didn't answer the store owner immediately. He turned around and looked around the store. After he didn't find what he wanted, he said loudly: "Boss, don't worry about these things. Are there any scholar's clothes and books?" Box, give me two sets. No, three sets."

"Huh huh, more people are useful, so why practice martial arts?"

With a plop, the big man fell to his knees without hesitation, raised his hands, and the iron knife and money bag fell to the ground.

"TM! Who touched my butt?"

As he spoke, he bent down and picked up the money bags on the ground. There were six money bags in total. He weighed them and found that they were quite heavy-handed.

"We have a lot of fun tonight!"

Faintly, he was already looking forward to what would happen tonight.

Soon, the boss came out with clothes.

An Yan took a look at it, and after changing into it in the fitting room, it looked surprisingly good. He didn't bargain with the price, anyway, the money came naturally, and he didn't feel bad about spending it.

Just when he was about to give money, he realized that he didn't seem to know where Lanruo Temple was, so he asked, "Boss, which direction is Lanruo Temple?"

"Lanruo Temple!!!"

The three words "Lanruo Temple" are notorious in Guobei County. They can make children stop crying and make people frightened.

No, the boss, who originally had a fierce look on his face, was like a turtle with his head shrunk, his face turned a little pale, and he replied unnaturally: "Guest, why are you asking this?"

An Yan said casually: "Oh, it's nothing. I want to go fishing."

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“The interest from our guests is really special.”

The boss's face twitched, and he realized that he had met a real scholar, and only these scholars would say one by one that they don't believe in ghosts and gods, and then leave without returning.

He knew that these scholars were stubborn and would not believe them, so he told the address of Lanruo Temple.

After learning the address, An Yan was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the boss started selling coffins again, and he was going to tailor them for him with a cloth ruler.

An Yan's face darkened and she wanted to curse, but in the end she didn't curse and left directly.

In Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia should have hid in the temple by this time, hoping for some peace and quiet.

But under the great calamity, how can a person who has entered the world and faced the calamity be at peace?
An Yan was very interested in Yan Chixia, the bearded man, especially because the Buddhist scriptures in his hands could actually cause harm to the old Black Mountain demon.

You must know that the old demon from Black Mountain can freely enter and leave the underworld and the human world, and his combat power is not to mention a true immortal.

Yan Chixia was able to fight against the tree demon and the old black mountain demon with the help of a Buddhist scripture. This Buddhist scripture must be extraordinary.

Although he is a disciple of the Maoshan sect and a Taoist, he is still very interested in the secrets of Buddhism.

He can never have too much of something that can enhance his strength.

So, he was going to find a restaurant, buy some wine and meat, and have a good meeting with Yan Chixia.

On the way to the restaurant, An Yan noticed a painting stall and found a painting on it.

Found plot item x1!

He is a scholar, so it is normal for him to carry a painting with him.

He still had money, so he bought it directly. Then he bought a jar of Nuerhong, a roast chicken, two kilograms of braised beef, and fried peanuts at the restaurant.

After putting these things into the books behind his back, An Yan walked towards Lanruo Temple.

Lanruo Temple was a very serious Buddhist temple many years ago.

It's a pity that no matter how aloof, it seems insignificant in the face of natural and man-made disasters.

Today's Lanruo Temple has long become synonymous with demons. It is hidden in the mountains and is in dilapidated condition.

It's not yet evening, and it's already dark in the mountains. Big trees hold up big umbrellas to block the sunlight.

Because it had rained recently, the ground in the mountains was muddy.

An Yan looked at the dense forest shrouded in miasma, which was also mixed with ghost and demon auras. Such a huge demon was prostrate in front, waiting for its prey to come to the door.

"It's such a beautiful place, but it's a pity that it's been occupied by demons and made it a mess."

Although he has never practiced the art of Feng Shui, he can still see the simple terrain.

The Lanruo Temple is located exactly where a dragon vein is located. No wonder there were monks who built a temple here. I guess I can see this.

I just didn't expect that I would end up taking advantage of the tree demon in vain.

However, now that he is here, he will not be polite to this treasure land.

An Yan smiled and stepped directly in.

Just when he entered the scope of Lanruo Temple, the tree demon with roots all over the mountain immediately knew that another prey was coming to his door.

Grandma Dryad thought about the changes in the weather in the afternoon, the smelly Taoist priest in Lanruo Temple, and the agreement with him, so she thought about calling Xiaoqing and Nie Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqing and Nie Xiaoqian, who were hiding under a tree hole to avoid the sun, heard their grandma's summons and rushed over immediately without hesitation.

Soon, the two women came to their grandma together.

Grandma looked at her two capable men and nodded secretly.

Although Xiao Qing is not as beautiful as Nie Xiaoqian, she is obviously more coquettish and fierce.

Nie Xiaoqian, on the other hand, is better because of her outstanding beauty, and her delicate and pitiful appearance is more likely to arouse men's desire for protection.

It can only be said that both have their own merits.

Among the many female ghosts under his command, these two have the most outstanding achievements, so they are valued by grandma.

No, when there is prey, the first thing that comes to mind is the two of them.

"Grandma, I wonder why we two sisters are here?" Xiao Qing asked respectfully.

In front of her grandma, she did not dare to show her discord with Nie Xiaoqian, because Nie Xiaoqian was favored more.

Grandma knew about the relationship between the two, but he didn't mind, as long as the private discord was not brought to the table and affected their work, it would stimulate their work efficiency more.

The hermaphrodite-looking grandma raised her pale palm and waved it, and An Yan, a scholar carrying a bookcase, appeared in mid-air.

"I called you here this time just to see if any of you can help me suck back this scholar's yang energy."

Xiaoqing and Nie Xiaoqian's eyes lit up when they saw An Yan looking like a naughty boy.

After all, there were only a few scholars passing by, and most of them were rude men. They had long wanted to change their taste.

Before Nie Xiaoqian could speak, Xiao Qing couldn't wait to pat her chest and promised: "Grandma, let me go. Last time, my sister helped you get a scholar's yang energy. This time, let Xiaoqing get it back for grandma."

"Well, Xiaoqing, you are considered filial, so you can go ahead."

"Thank you, grandma!"

When Xiao Qing heard that her grandma handed this handsome scholar to her, she immediately beamed with joy and gave Nie Xiaoqian a provocative look.

It seems to be saying, don't try to overwhelm me.

When Nie Xiaoqian saw this, she just smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, sister. It doesn't matter if you fail. I still have my sister."

Xiaoqing's smile froze, and she smiled softly and said, "Don't trouble my sister anymore, you're just a scholar. I can catch you easily if I take action."

Grandma wasn't angry when she saw this scene. Anyway, she just brought him back in the end.

"Lanruo Temple!"

In front of the dilapidated mountain gate, An Yan stood still, murmured, and then strode in.

The Mahavira Hall, which was once a popular place for incense, is now overgrown with weeds, and only the clay body of the enshrined Buddha remains, with its head missing.

An Yan's destination was not here, but the monk's room at the back.

Before he even got closer, he heard the explosion of a sharp sword cutting through the air, accompanied by rough chanting.

"Tao Tao Tao Tao"

"Road to Road, very Avenue."

"The way of heaven, earth, humanity, and the sword."

"The underworld, the white, the ecliptic, the equator."

When An Yan walked in, he saw a bearded man holding a wine bottle in one hand and a sword in the other. His feet were swaying and dancing with sword flowers, as if he was dancing a drunken sword.

After listening to the first-hand human story on the spot, An Yan couldn't help but applaud.

"The Taoist priest is so good-spirited, and his singing expresses the dangers of the world and the hardships of human nature."

"Bah, that's nonsense, I just sang it randomly." Faced with the scholar's applause, Yan Chixia did not appreciate it, but scolded her head and face.

"Scholar, there are ghosts in this temple at night. If you don't want to die, leave before it gets dark."

"Old Master Confucius said that if you don't talk about it, your strange power will confuse your spirit."

"Are there really ghosts in this world? Then why does the Taoist priest live here again?"

An Yan asked with a novice look. It would be too boring if his strength was exposed from the beginning.

"Hmph! I live here because I'm afraid of ghosts, believe it or not."

Yan Chixia obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with An Yan, a pretty-faced scholar. He hated scholars, and he hated handsome scholars even more.

He talks the same thing, but he falls into the trap accidentally.

Unexpectedly, An Yan didn't follow the rules and said directly: "I believe it, but I don't know if it is a female ghost or a male ghost?"

"Female ghost!"

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"Pretty!"

After asking and answering questions, Yan Chixia vaguely felt that something was wrong.

No, why is this scholar’s ​​focus so different?
When other scholars heard that there was a ghost, they either didn't believe it or were so frightened that they ran away.

Why did he become curious when he got to the scholar in front of him?

So Yan Chixia said angrily: "Go on, why are you asking so clearly?"

"Female ghosts are great! Beautiful female ghosts are even better!"

An Yan touched his chin and said with a smile on his face.

This smile that everyone knows makes Yan Chixia's face darken. Who are these people? Even ghosts are not spared.

"I think you are obsessed with ghosts and are so bold that you don't even let female ghosts go."

"Correction, she is a beautiful female ghost."

An Yan corrected seriously.

Who would be attracted to a female ghost with a wormy face?
Yan Chixia was speechless.

Scholars, have a great time.

(End of this chapter)