The most powerful god in the history of infinity

Chapter 245 Lanruo Temple (recommendation ticket requested)

"Brother, don't be like this. Just now you killed several people alive and well, and now you fall down and fall down. What are you doing? Pengci? Brother, do you think I look like a rich person? ?" Ning Caichen said with an aggrieved face, in order to increase his convincing, he even turned his pockets inside out.

"Boy, don't pretend to me. I really can't see that you are so weak and have such skills. I just want to eat a few bites of your steamed buns. Why are you so ruthless?" In the grass not far away, the A middle-aged swordsman climbed up from the ground with a distressed expression, beat off the weeds sticking to his head, and said helplessly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, since you're fine, let's just leave now!"

Seeing that the swordsman was fine, Ning Caichen packed his luggage and prepared to set off again.

The swordsman nodded solemnly, then clasped his sword in both hands and said, "The green hills will not change, and the green water will flow forever, so let's say goodbye!"

Seeing that Ning Caichen didn't respond, the swordsman seemed to heave a sigh of relief, holding the big sword and striding away towards the distance, and disappeared before Ning Caichen's eyes in a few breaths.

"What a weirdo!" Ning Caichen murmured to himself, turned around and saw the dead people just now, then shivered all over, and ran towards Lanruo Temple with big strides.

Lanruo Temple is not far from the east of Guobei County. It is surrounded by dense forests and ancient trees. Even if you come here during the day when the sun is high, you will feel the wind blowing, which makes you feel uncomfortable.

After walking through a dense forest, it was already dark. Ning Caichen finally found an ancient stone tablet with the height of a person in the half-covered grass, and saw the three characters of "Lanruo Temple" engraved on it.

Behind the stele, there is a stone road full of weeds, leading to the lonely and desolate ancient temple. In its heyday.

"Is there anyone inside?" Ning Caichen called out nervously.

"It's getting late, Xiaosheng wants to spend the night, I wonder if it's possible?"

"If there is no one, I will go in!" Seeing that no one responded, Ning Caichen yelled again to confirm.

After waiting for a long time, but no one came out, Ning Caichen relaxed, carried the bookcase on his back, and walked to the nearest meditation room.

With a creak, Ning Caichen pushed open the door of the meditation room nervously, and saw that the meditation room was empty, but it was cleaned very clean, which made him very satisfied.

"It seems that the monks here have something to go out, and they probably won't come back in a short time, right? Buddha, please forgive me, Xiaosheng will only stay for one night, and leave early tomorrow morning, so I won't disturb you!" Ning Caichen faced the Buddha statue in the meditation room Prayer.

Afterwards, Ning Caichen took out a somewhat worn-out rattan mat from the bookcase, and spread it on the ground. Maybe because he was a little tired from the journey today, Ning Caichen fell asleep after lying on the ground for a while.

In a trance, I don't know how many hours I've slept, when I suddenly heard a loud voice shouting angrily from outside the door: "Who is occupying my residence, really deceiving people too much!"

Startled from the rattan mat in a panic, Ning Caichen looked out the door with a trace of sleepiness, only to see a big man with a beard standing at the door angrily and staring at him.

"Well, Xiaosheng thought that there was no one living here, so he wanted to stay here for one night. Since this is your residence, Xiaosheng should leave now!" Ning Caichen hurriedly rolled up the vine mat on the ground, and picked up his book The box is about to go out the door.

"Forget it, since it's just a one-night stay, then you can stay in this house first, and I'll just make do with the night in the meditation room next door!" This seemingly vicious big man is surprisingly easy to talk to.

"That's so embarrassing, I'm still a little student, alas, where are you?" Ning Caichen was about to decline, but before he finished speaking, the person opposite had already walked away.

"He's a weird guy, but he doesn't look like a bad guy." Ning Caichen smiled and said to himself.

Just when Ning Caichen was about to go back to sleep again, he heard a voice shouting from outside Lanruo Temple: "Yan Chixia's old friend is here, come and fight quickly."

The owner of that voice had profound skills, and he called several times, and the voice formed a wave of air that echoed over Lanruo Temple for a long time.

Then I heard the door of the meditation room on the opposite side open, and Yan Chixia's deep voice shouted into the distance: "Mr. Yan is here again, who stays up in the middle of the night and comes to disturb people's dreams, do you still have a sense of public morality? !"

"Finally found you, do you think there is nothing I can do if I hide here? Look at the sword!" Seeing that the swordsman on the opposite side did not have the slightest joy of meeting an old friend, he stabbed with his sword as soon as he finished speaking.

The two clanked and gestured in front of the meditation room, and immediately the sound of metal clashing continued, which made Ning Caichen very upset.

"I'm talking about you two, can't you stop in the middle of the night? Even if you want to compete with swords, you should also compete during the day. Then find a few more people to witness, otherwise no one will know even if you win?" Ning Cai The minister persuaded with a yawn.

"Hey, it's you again. I didn't expect to meet you twice in one day. Since you have said so, my lord, let's give up tonight. Yan Chixia, let's fight again tomorrow morning!" The middle-aged swordsman put his sword back and stood, Shi Shiran clasped his fists to Ning Caichen and walked out of Lanruo Temple.

Yan Chixia was a little surprised and forgot to take a look at Ning Caichen. According to what he knew, Xia Houjian was not a person who understood etiquette. Why would he treat this poor scholar with such courtesy? Because of his words, he really gave up. Bidou, it seems that this scholar is not as simple as it appears on the surface!

Watching Xia Houjian walking away, Yan Chixia persuaded Ning Caichen: "My lord, you should be careful at night, the night at Lanruo Temple is not quiet!"

Before he finished speaking, Ning Caichen turned around and stretched his waist: "I'm sleepy, let's rest first. As for the danger and so on, I have been asleep for most of the night. If I was not woken up, I might not be asleep now." It's dawn!"

"Young master, just ask for blessings!" Yan Chixia put the sword back into the scabbard, turned around and walked back to her room, closing the door behind her.

Ning Caichen closed the door and scratched his head: "Why are the people here abnormal?" Then he shook his head, rolled out the rattan mat, and prepared to continue to sleep.

At this time, suddenly there was a strong wind outside, the trees swayed, and the leaves made the sound of rattling, and an unusual atmosphere quietly spread slowly in the desolate Lanruo Temple.

Just when Ning Caichen felt sleepy again, the door of the meditation room was suddenly blown open by the wind, making a "bang-dang" sound. Ethereal, indistinct, always arouses a desire to find out.

(End of this chapter)