Chapter 697

Sitting at the window, drinking a glass of liquor, listening to the guests talking, mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrows wrinkled.

Because he didn't hear the guests in the hall talking about lanruo temple. Instead, he talked about some dispensable things.

According to the truth, the existence of lanruo temple can definitely talk about the afternoon for the residents in the township.

"Luhu fish, the most famous signature dish of our inn cook, please try it."

A moment later, the waiter put a pot of fish on the table.

Put the wine glass on the table, mu Qingxiao picked up chopsticks, picked up the fragrant fresh and tender fish, put it into his mouth and tasted it slowly.

"The craft is really good. I'll give it to you."

Admiring the cook's skill, mu Qingxiao took out several liang of silver and put it on the table.

"Thank you for being objective, thank you for being objective."

After taking the white silver, the shop's second child's eyes were full of excitement.

This time I really met the rich man. I put the silver in my pocket, flattered on my face and said, "objectively, if you need anything, just tell me."

Nodding slightly, mu Qingxiao said, "well, I just need to know something."

"If you ask objectively, small people must know and answer."

"I want to know about lanruo temple."

As soon as the words fell, the discussion in the inn hall stopped instantly, and the whole environment became audible, and the atmosphere was very strange.

The guests who talked to each other stopped talking, turned around and stared at mu Qingxiao with complex and strange eyes, even with a trace of awe.

As for the waiter, the smile on his face had already solidified, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Lan... LAN Ruo temple, are you kidding?"

Pick up a fish and put it into her mouth. Mu Qingxiao naturally has a panoramic view of the guests' expressions, but her face is still flat.

"Do you think I'm kidding you?"

"No, no, no, are you the demon hunter?"

Mu Qingxiao knows little about the demon hunter in the waiter's mouth. He should be talking about people like Yan Chixia?

"I'm not the demon hunter in your mouth, but I also have some means to protect myself."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the guests in the living room looked at mu Qingxiao changed, some disdained, some curious, and some gloated.

After eating the fish, mu Qingxiao took out some gold and put it on the table. He said, "go on."

Looking at the gold on the table, the waiter swallowed his saliva and said, "objectively, you are a good man. I advise you not to go to lanruo temple. Many people have died there recently."

"Well, why?"

"Little... Little, I heard that there are mountain monsters in lanruo temple, and... There are female ghosts who eat people. No less than four or five people have died in the past month, and their faces are very sad."

As he spoke, the waiter himself was trembling in his legs and stomach.

No wonder no one talked about lanruo temple. Obviously, people in that era were full of fear for things such as mountain ghosts and ghosts.

In their eyes, immortals are the Bodhisattvas to save the world, while mountain spirits and ghosts are terrible beings that harm and eat people.

The waiter's words have just fallen, and mu Qingxiao has thousands of thoughts. Lanruo temple is the site of Millennium tree demon. There are really mountain spirits and ghosts in it.

"The gold is yours."

After having enough to eat and drink, mu Qingxiao followed the waiter and came to the superior guest room on the second floor. Seeing that the waiter was eager to talk and stopped, he smiled carelessly.

Whether it's a mountain monster or a lonely ghost, it's just some mole ants for him.

The hotel rooms are clean and tidy. There is a bamboo balcony outside. You can clearly see the stars and moon in the sky at night. Compared with this era, it is very good.

Standing on the balcony, mu Qingxiao glanced to the West. At the end of his line of sight, there was a haze, which was out of tune with the surrounding environment.

According to the waiter, the whole town of Guobei is covered with haze all the year round except the black forest on the west side. They are not surprised.

Heilin is the location of lanruo temple.

As time goes by, the sun sets and the sky is full of rays.

Near Heilin, the surrounding space fluctuated slightly, and mu Qingxiao's figure appeared in the sky.

At this time, what you see is a forest with extremely dim light. At your feet is a broken and dilapidated bluestone path, surrounded by weeds and desolate.

I turned around and looked back. It's some distance from Guobei town. No wonder the residents dare to live in the town.

Looking at the desolate jungle, mu Qingxiao went up along the old bluestone path. The road was winding and twisted. I didn't know where to go.

The night was dark. I don't know when the sun had set. The whole black forest was dark. From time to time, a dark wind blew, and a wolf howled in the depths.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have been scared to death, let alone advance to the depths of the woods.

Suddenly, a white shadow floated by. Mu Qingxiao glanced at it at will, took back his eyes, and walked slowly to the inside.

About ten minutes later, mu Qingxiao stopped and saw a dilapidated and desolate ancient temple.

I don't know how much wind and rain we've experienced. The temple is broken. The plaque at the door is full of spider webs, but the three words of dragon flying and Phoenix dancing on it are clearly visible.

"Lanruo temple!"

Lanruo temple is a series of stories about Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Chixia and Ning caichen.

There are mountain monsters and ghost monsters here. For ordinary people, there is a place to enter but not out. As for why Ning caichen, who was born as an ordinary person, is all right, it can only be said that the aura of the protagonist is too strong.

Moreover, the great beard swallow Cabernet Sauvignon also played a certain role.

According to the information in the plot, Yan Chixia's ability to fly a sword and kill ghosts is definitely the ability of friar Zhu Ji.

It was dark and the ancient temple was cloudy and windy. Standing by the collapsed stone tablet, mu Qingxiao thought for a moment and walked towards it.

The stone steps in front of the temple are incomplete, pitted, overgrown with weeds and covered with dust, and poisonous insects climb from time to time.

Lanruo temple covers a large area. It used to be a temple with good incense. I just don't know why, but now it is broken like this.

At this time, the environment in lanruo temple is quiet and quiet. If it were not for this gloomy atmosphere, it would be a good place for cultivation.

Enter the monk's house in the East, open the window and roll it with you. The miscellaneous wood debris and dust all rushed out of the window and became much cleaner in a moment.

He casually found a wooden board and put it on the ground. Mu Qingxiao sat down on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, ran his mind method, and began to refine the burning silence in his body.

Not long after, the door of the monk's house opened, and a middle-aged man carrying a long sword came in. When he saw mu Qingxiao, he stepped down and his eyes were full of strange colors.

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