Hearing the words "Lanruo Temple", Liu Hao's heart moved slightly, thinking of the sad and beautiful love story between a scholar and a female ghost that has been sung for thousands of years in later generations.

The Millennium Dryad acts as the ultimate villain.

"If you kill a little demon casually, you will get a reward of 10,000 worship points, and you will also lead out of Lanruo Temple, which is a bit interesting."

Liu Hao's thoughts turned, and he immediately ordered, "There are more than ten million big monsters and trolls in this hidden world of gods and demons. Let me go and try the methods of this thousand-year-old tree demon first..."

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The scale of the three thousand soldiers of the Han Dynasty is not big or small. In order not to cause a sensation, they are stationed on the White Snake Mountain at this time. Anyway, the world is full of bandits and bandits occupying the mountain as king, and the demons are rampant. Notice.

Liu Hao and Zhuge Liang, the crouching dragon among the Seven Great Military Advisors, changed into their normal uniforms and headed north.

Along the way, the village was sparsely populated, the roadside was full of bones, and was eaten by wild dogs. In a world where monsters are rampant, people who died at the hands of humans were a hundred times more than those caused by monsters. The collapse of human nature can be seen.

A small town three hundred miles away.

The city is seven or eight feet high, the city wall is old and mottled, and the city gate has three ancient seal characters "Anping County".

This is Anping County, which the snake spirit mentioned, and it is quite popular. There is an endless stream of people entering and leaving the city gate, there are pedestrian merchants who sell carts, and there are gangsters with knives and swords. The soldiers guarding the city wear worn leather A, listlessly leaning against the shade of the city wall.

"If you want to attack Anping County, you only need a brave general to lead 300 Han soldiers, go to the top of the city first at night, open the city gate, and take it like a bag."

Zhuge Liang shook his head, and sighed softly: "Chen Guo in the southern dynasty has exhausted its strength, and then there are demons and evil spirits, and the big man can replace them."

The two monarchs and ministers walked all the way to the most prosperous restaurant in the city, climbed to the top floor, and watched the style of the Chen State in the Southern Dynasty, and they happened to have a panoramic view.

busy street.

A thin scholar, wearing shabby clothes and carrying a pannier, walked in the bustling crowd with an embarrassed expression, looking a little at a loss.

"Excuse me, where is Lanruo Temple?"

The scholar asked in a low voice, the butcher's knife was raised in the air, and all passers-by stopped.

The original hustle and bustle disappeared.

Everyone was looking at the scholar with strange eyes.

The three characters of Lanruo Temple seem to have infinite magic power, which can turn people into clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

"Are you really going to Lanruo Temple?"

"Xiaosheng went to Beijing to rush for the exam, but was robbed by bandits. Unfortunately, he lost his money, so he had to go to Lanruo Temple to spend the night, take a rest, and set off tomorrow morning..."

The scholar said in a low voice.

The road to Beijing to rush for the exam is as difficult as climbing the sky for a humble scholar. At this time, he lost his money and had to look for free places to stay.

"You go out of the west city gate, walk five or six miles northwest, and you will arrive when you see a very gloomy ancient temple."

"Thank you."

The scholar only felt that the passers-by around him looked weird, but he didn't take it to heart. He looked up at the sky, carried the book basket tightly on his back, walked through the sea of ??people, and walked quickly in the direction pointed by the passers-by.

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"Huh? This scholar has a strange skeleton, and he has some strength."

Zhuge Liang was condescending, and when he saw this scene, he nodded slightly.

Behind this scholar, there is an air of innocence, rushing up, placed in the market, like standing out from the crowd.

Such a character, with integrity in his bones, is a natural seedling for reading, and with a little training, he will definitely have a bright future.

"Kong Ming is right. It just so happens that the scholar is going to Lanruo Temple, so you and I will follow and have a look."

Liu Hao smiled, raised his glass, and took a sip.

The scholar who asked for directions just now was Ning Caichen, the protagonist of A Chinese Ghost Story. If he didn't have some energy, how could there be a lingering love affair between humans and ghosts?

After leaving the city, it became more and more desolate. Walking into a dense forest, a white mist suddenly rose, accompanied by the wind blowing gently, which made people get goose bumps all over their bodies.

Liu Hao stopped in his tracks, with a strange expression on his face.

In the dense forest filled with evil spirit, a fight is in progress.

This is not a fight between warriors in the rivers and lakes, but a battle between humans and ghosts.

"You don't know how to live or die, you dare to spoil my good deeds, and I will let you die without a place to bury you today!"

Amidst the sharp and ear-piercing cries, the wind in the forest was rushing, white silk was flying in the air, and the evil spirit was criss-crossing, swirling the wind gusts, trying to strangle the enemy.

A cold woman in red dress raised her willow eyebrows lightly, without saying much, pinched the Xuanmiao seal with her left and right hands, and softly shouted: "The world is boundless, and the universe borrows the law!"

Only two purple talismans appeared in the palm, and with a push of luck, the talismans hit the white silk dancing in the air like thunder.

Rumble!

Like a spring thunder exploding, an unimaginable pure yang force erupted from the purple talisman, tearing the white silk flying in the air into countless pieces, and the evil spirit disappeared.

The female ghost who was hiding in the dark had no time to dodge, and was suppressed by the purple talisman. The ghost's body fell from the sky screaming as if it had been burned.

"Grandma won't let you go!"

The female ghost's cultivation was not advanced, and she was most afraid of pure yang righteousness. She was suppressed and killed by the purple talisman, and before she turned into ashes, she uttered a cruel word.

"This female ghost... Could it be that Nie Xiaoqian was destined to die here before meeting Ning Caichen?"

Liu Hao, who was watching the play on the sidelines, looked a little astonished. This fight between good and evil had already been decided in an instant.

After the female ghost died, the mist dissipated and the wind gradually calmed down.

When the crisis was over, the woman in red with a cold expression breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

Just as she was walking a few steps forward, she suddenly felt the world spinning. The gloomy and dense forest in front of her seemed to be no longer a silent dead thing, but had become a flesh-and-blood monster!

"The trees have fallen into a maze. As long as the enemy's mind relaxes a little, they will immediately fall into a killing situation."

Hearing the sound of thunder piercing through the sky, the woman in red suddenly came to her senses, feeling as if her body had fallen into a bottomless quagmire, about to sink into hell.

"Mysterious heart is righteous, all evils will not invade, broken broken!"

The woman in red clothes bit the tip of her tongue, the Lingtai remained awake, her left foot stood on the ground, her right foot was raised, her slender waist twisted, her slender body leaned back, as if raising her head to ask the sky, the vitality of heaven and earth poured in madly, and finally condensed into a The talisman that emits infinite golden light is printed into the void. ....