After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Lu Ran almost cried out.

The copper lamp suddenly lit up, and soon changed back to the previous state of being on or off.

Under the flickering and dim lights, the bloody and tearful face of the female ghost looked even more terrifying.The wet strands of hair were tangled together, like long, twisted and grotesque black snakes.

Lu Ran's face was cold, expressionless, and he pretended to be calm and calm - in fact, he had already scolded the deceitful waiter eight hundred times in his heart.

He shook out two talisman papers from his sleeve and held them in his hands.All the formations in the house did not respond at all, which showed that the female ghost did not have any curse or resentment on her body.

Lu Ran concentrated his mind and channeled his spiritual power to the copper lamp.The flame flickered and lit up again.In the flickering lights, the scenery in the room changed.

There is a large bouquet of red plums inserted in the vase in front of the bed, reflecting the beautiful spring scenery in the room.Through the light pink gauze curtain, the red candle caressed the water-red bedding on the bed ambiguously.

The charming woman is dressed in a pink and blue gauze dress, her body is soft and charming, her breasts are half exposed, her eyes are full of water, full of affection.

The fire light in the copper lamp dimmed, and the red candles in the veil disappeared.The woman's delicate face gradually became ferocious, her skirt faded into a pale ragged robe, and only two bloody black holes remained in her beautiful eyes.Maggots as thick as fingers could be vaguely seen rolling in the eye sockets.

Lu Ran said "unlucky stuff" and wondered if he should say it to Soul Lamp.

The flame in the soul lamp seemed to be aware of the young man's resentment, and hurriedly made up for it and tried to increase the brightness. By the way, through the lamp wall, it rubbed against the direction of Lu Ran's fingertips flatteringly.

The female ghost regained her formerly beautiful appearance.Lu Ran took a deep breath: he was finally able to look directly at the female ghost.

The ghost stood in front of the window, and the locked window opened with a creak.The bleak evening wind poured into the house, and the corners of the talisman papers arranged in the house were raised, and a secret stream of light flashed across, but it did not trigger the attack.

Through the windows, you can overlook the backyard.Zhang Liezi's bedroom is in the corner of the backyard.In the middle and west of the courtyard, the nan tree that has just grown to the height of the roof is bathed in the moonlight, as if covered with a layer of silver frost.The withered branches also have a touch of tenderness.

A black strange bird landed on a nan tree and turned its head to look indoors.The female ghost stood at the window of the inn, staring at the black bird coldly, exuding a ghostly aura all over her body.

The sad ballad echoes in the night again:

"Green and green willows on the southern slope, looking forward to your return every day..."

Looking at the ghost confronting Hei Niao through the window, Lu Ran slowly had a guess in his mind—the sudden appearance of the female ghost did not seem to be for the purpose of scaring people.But... for a reminder?That's why he was indifferent to himself, but deliberately opened the window.

Lu Ran hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Who are you? What's outside the window?"

The female ghost was silent and did not answer.

Suddenly, there was a movement under the floor, and Lu Ran vaguely heard the door opening from downstairs.

The female ghost seemed to feel something that frightened her, she opened her mouth and let out a silent roar, jumped down from the window, and disappeared among the lush leaves of the nan tree.

Lu Ran chased after him with a lantern, and unexpectedly found that where the light illuminated under the window sill, the fresh paint had faded, revealing a few strange symbols below.But soon the lights dimmed, and the symbols disappeared under the new paint.

The shade of the whirling trees is like ghostly shadows.The black bird was gone too.

Lu Ran closed the window and urged his spiritual power to completely seal the window sash.The soul lamp was withdrawn from his body, he quietly walked out of the door, and looked down from the corridor on the second floor.

The shop waiter was leading two people in cloaks, one tall and one short, into the shop through the side door, smiling all over their faces: "You are just a customer, you don't need money, you really don't want money."

Lu Ran was almost speechless.

Where did this unlucky guy come from?

Following the mottled memory, Lu Ran adjusted his spiritual breath, gathering the spiritual power of the copper lamp in his body to his eyebrows.A faint flame ignited in the pupil.

Through the thin light, the three figures downstairs disappeared, replaced by three translucent souls.Colorful lights flowed through the white smoke.

An indescribably wonderful experience.

As if there are gods in the world, use the soul fire to break through all obstacles.From the perspective of the gods, see the most authentic reality.

Lu Ran stood quietly in the shadow of the second floor.If anyone is present, they will be immediately attracted by those eyes that seem to be burning with divine fire - so bright, pure, but inexplicably hidden with a hint of pity.

Lu Ran observed the people coming downstairs.The most simple and bright one is the shop waiter.Among the remaining two, one soul has a gentle, pure and kind warm light, as if the bright Buddha light is shining in front of the temple hall.The other is mottled in color, with the faint color of gold and iron horses in the interweaving of light and dark.

There is one more person.

Lu Ran narrowed his eyes.A gloomy soul skipped by Xiaoer's side like a ghost, entered the room first, went around and scouted around, and stopped within ten steps away from the three of them, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Lu Ran was not yet proficient in operating the copper lamp, and was unstable for a while, and the flames in his eyebrows and eyes were extinguished.The fourth person disappeared even with his soul memory, and only the waiter downstairs was graciously introducing the other two rooms in the store.

The two took off their cloaks.The taller man was wearing a monk's robe. He turned out to be a young monk with delicate features and a gentle expression.According to the previous light of the soul, Lu Ran knew that this was indeed a genuine Buddhist disciple.

Beside him is a handsome and upright young man, dressed in fine clothes and with a jade face, he said with a tense face:

"I want an upper room."

Clear voice, indisputable male and female.

The monk looked around the inn, and when he saw Lu Ran on the second floor, his hand that was twisting the Buddhist beads paused, and he turned his head and persuaded in a gentle voice:

"Young Master Song, it's better to live on the first floor."

The shop waiter also nodded quickly.

That Song Gongzi kept silent, took out a silver dollar from the kit bag, slammed it on the table, and raised his chin haughtily at the waiter in charge.

Monk: "..."

What does it mean?Can't compete fairly, and start using money ability?

The waiter was also surprised.This ingot of silver dollars is enough for this guest to stay in any inn in Yancheng for a month with good food and drink.His eyes kept glancing at the table, but he was embarrassed to accept it, and rubbed his hands:

"Young Master Song, the conditions of our rooms on this floor are also excellent."

Crack, another silver dollar was buckled on the table.

Lu Ran on the second floor closed his eyes.The light of wealth hurt the poor ghost's eyes.

The waiter thumped in his heart, straightened his eyes, turned to face the monk, with a hypocritical smile: "This little master, in fact, it's only one night, why don't you feel wronged for a while..."

The monk shook his head and stared straight into his eyes: "The second floor is surrounded by yin, and there may be resentful ghosts making trouble. It's better for me, a disciple of the Buddhist family, to guard it."

The waiter hesitated for a moment.

Crack, the third silver dollar.

Mr. Song said with a blank expression, "I want an upper room."

The waiter didn't hesitate any longer, put the three silver dollars in his sleeve hastily, and raised the candle in his right hand:

"Master, wait a moment, I will take this honorable Young Master Song upstairs, and then I will take you to your room."

The monk sighed: "The inn is different, I must stay on the second floor tonight."

A clear voice sounded: "Master, why not come up and live with me."

Everyone looked up, and Lu Ran waved to them upstairs.

"I live in Room C, Tianzi, on the second floor. If this master insists on staying on the second floor, why not come and squeeze me."

The shop clerk was in a dilemma, but when he heard this, his face was full of joy, he thanked him repeatedly, and led the two of them upstairs.Mr. Song entered Room D and told the servants not to come up again.

The monk clasped his hands together and made a bow outside Room C, but did not enter the door immediately: "This little benefactor..."

Lu Ran hurriedly said, "My name is Lu Ran."

The monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and softened his voice: "Thank you, benefactor Lu, for your kindness. The little monk Chaosheng is away from home. He is used to arranging some Buddhist formations in his residence. I don't know if benefactor Lu agrees."

I don't know where the young master is, but no one followed him.Chao Sheng lowered his eyebrows and looked at Lu Ran's soft and long eyelashes, thinking in his heart that when he was going to perform the trick, he must not scare him.

At the same time, Lu Ran was also thinking in his heart.

Great, just waiting for your words.When it comes to dealing with resentful ghosts among the hundreds of schools of immortality, of course Buddhist disciples are more professional counterparts.

He said that he was not embarrassed, and pushed open the door.

Chao Sheng looked into the room unpreparedly, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

He walked into the house in a daze.Lu Ran closed the door, and conveniently hung a newly refined wooden lock.Looking back, he saw that Buddha was standing still, and asked strangely: "What's the matter? Don't worry, the room is safe."

The four walls, and even the roof, are densely covered with all kinds of complicated talisman papers.Looking at the sharp and stern brush strokes, it is obviously very aggressive.As long as the owner of the house feels the slightest murderous threat, the spell will be detonated immediately, and the future will be completely wiped out.

All kinds of attack talisman papers are pasted on everything, like a crazy and weird picture.Chao Sheng stared at the wall covered with talisman papers, and silently took back the Buddhist artifacts he had prepared.

It's so safe, it's so safe.

Those who didn't know thought you were building a bunker here.

There was no wave on Lu Ran's face, and he looked at Chao Sheng with a trace of inquiring curiosity, as if he was wondering why this Buddhist cultivator suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning.

Chao Sheng couldn't look directly at the boy anymore.He looked around the room, and there was nothing around him.Evidence of furniture once placed here can be seen from the traces left on the floor.But the tables and chairs themselves have disappeared.

Chao Sheng wondered, "Are there no tables and chairs in the room?"

Lu Ran calmly explained: "Think about it, what if you are writing at your desk at night, and when you look down, you find a pale grimace under the table smiling at you. Are you afraid? You must be afraid, right? So I Take the table down."

"Dismantled?" Chao Sheng asked in surprise, "Where did you put the dismantled wood?"

Lu Ran pointed to the dressing table that had obviously been tampered with: "Think about it, what if you walk past the dressing table at night and find a slender ghost standing behind you in the mirror. Are you afraid? Are you afraid?" You must be scared, right. So..."

Chao Sheng felt that he was gradually splitting apart: "So you took apart the tables and chairs and filled the drawers, and by the way, pressed the mirror at the bottom, right?"

Lu Ran nodded.He has a delicate and gentle face, nodding obediently, revealing a trace of innocence that is ignorant of the world and harmless to humans and animals.

But Chao Sheng would no longer be deceived by his face.He looked at the room in horror, and then at the soft and green face of the young man, feeling that his three views had been greatly impacted.

He took a deep breath, walked to the wardrobe, and pulled the door, but the door remained motionless.After careful observation, it was discovered that the two doors had been transformed by Qi Xiu's spiritual power, and they were firmly sealed together.

Lu Ran described it vividly: "Think about it, what if at night, the cabinet door is pushed open with a creak, and a ghost with disheveled hair crawls out from inside. Are you afraid? You must be afraid, right. So I put the cabinet door The door is blocked."

Chao Sheng's forehead was throbbing with blue veins.

Looking at the handsome and restrained young man, why do you have to tell him ghost stories at night?

Lu Ran blinked and looked at Chao Sheng sincerely: "Master, can you see if there is anything else you want to add? It's too dangerous for a boy to go out and stay in a hotel alone, so don't let your guard down!"

Chao Sheng: "..."

How long has your persecution paranoia lasted?

Simple Buddhist disciples tried their best to calm down.As a cultivator, it is understandable that he has a strange personality.He sat on the ground against the wall, and forced a dry smile to Lu Ran: "It's not early, Mr. Lu rest at ease, I'm sitting on the ground..."

Chao Sheng's expression froze suddenly, and he said to Lu Ran who was already sitting on the bed, "Don't be afraid, walk towards me slowly."

Surprised, Lu Ran also mouthed back: "What's wrong?"

Chao Sheng paused.With so many security measures in the room, the boy must be very scared.He looked into Lu Ran's dazed and innocent eyes like a cub, and didn't know how to explain to him tactfully so as not to scare him.

His lips moved: "Someone is lying under your bed."

Later, I have to find a way to appease the boy's emotions.Chao Sheng thought silently.

However, unexpectedly, the boy did not show any signs of panic.

On the contrary, Lu Ran said in a tone of sudden realization: "Oh, you said it."

He knocked on the bed board, and a huge and weird iron head came out from under the bed, and the protruding eyes looked coldly at the strangers in the room.However, when Lu Ran touched its head, the sword puppet obediently retreated to the bottom of the bed.

Lu Ran still had that deceptively innocent look: "Think about it. What if in the middle of the night, the monster lies under the bed and pinches your neck with sharp fingers through the cracks in the bed. Are you afraid? You must be afraid Right. So I stuffed the sword puppet under the bed in advance."

Chao Sheng held his breath and couldn't get up, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated.

He never wanted to talk to this man again.

The room became quiet, and Lu Ran felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and lay down on the bed.After a long time, but still no sleepiness.

All the sounds of the outside world in the darkness are so clear in his ears.

Two streets away, there is a vague night shift, the light footsteps of wild cats passing by the neighbor’s roof by chance, the leaves of the thin nanshu rustling outside the window in the backyard, the snoring of the guests in Room B separated by a wall, and the evenness of the tide when meditating a few steps away. breath.

All the sounds seem to be woven into a tight net, tightly pulling all the senses together, not daring to rest for a moment.Lu Ran could feel the exhaustion in his body, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

This is no ordinary insomnia.It is a person who has been reborn but lost his memory, and has an unnatural fear of everything around him.

He opened his eyes and looked at the wall covered with talisman paper.Only in this way can Lu Ran feel safe and warm in this strange space.And the brave killer lying under his bed will become the second line of defense in front of him after the room full of talismans is broken.

As for the third line of defense...

Lu Ran slowly stretched out his hand and touched under the pillow.

I don't know how long it has been.In a trance, Lu Ran heard the sound of wings flapping outside the house.It seems that a bird landed on the nan tree.The soft and smooth wings rub against each other, making a gentle sound.

That voice reminds me of the osmanthus twigs caressed at night in my hometown, and someone's hand gently strokes my long hair.Inexplicably, Lu Ran's uncontrollable and sharp senses began to slowly become dull.A hazy drowsiness slowly enveloped him.

Dark clouds overwhelm the environment, the sun is not visible, thousands of demons are surging, and thousands of ghosts are crying.In the long night, barefoot, he climbed up the steps along the high platform, holding the bronze magic lamp in his hand, and the dazzling white light escaped from the lamp.

Countless thick black fog roared towards him, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier surrounded by the light around him. The group of demons collided with the light wall, screaming in pain as if being burned by flames, and dissipated in black smoke. air.

On the edge of the high platform, a huge mottled bird curled up in a ball, with two huge wings hanging powerlessly behind it, twitching from the severe pain of broken bones.The blood flowed down like a stream, converging on the ground into a huge pool of blood.

Lu Ran's heart was pounding, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and even started running in the end.

But the platform is so high that he never seems to be able to run to the top.A fierce lightning split the darkness, and the black air roared towards it, and the silent giant bird fell from the high platform like a kite with a broken string.

Lu Ran suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Monk Chaosheng was standing by the bed, looking at him worriedly.

A few rays of morning light shone in through the gaps in the sealed window sash.The boy curled up, his pink and white fingers gently tugged at the pillow cover.The soft and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a flying bird.

Chao Sheng had no choice but to wake him up—the sleeping boy still had no expression on his face.But he closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and his pupils trembled uneasily under his thin eyelids.It always made Buddha Xiu suspicious, and the next moment, tears would flow down his smooth cheeks.

Chao Sheng had already forgotten the impact of the boy's ghost story telling last night.He coughed softly and comforted him softly: "Dreams are nothingness. What is dreamed may not be reality, and the benefactor does not need to be sentimental."

The giant bird, the soul lamp, Zhan Luan, all the memories are submerged in the illusory white mist, and the details are gradually lost.Lu Ran couldn't control his still numb face, and his expression was a little dazed, like a lonely and poor cub lost.

With a thought in his mind, Chao Sheng wanted to touch the boy's eyes.It doesn't matter about anything else, I just want the boy to know that I'm still by his side.

Suddenly, there was a sharp scream from downstairs.

Both Lu Ran and Chao Sheng came back to their senses, looked at each other, and rushed out of the room to go downstairs.

A shriveled dead body was hung high on the beam in the shop.The death is grim, and the color is terrifying.His skin was black and blue, his blood vessels were bulging, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

A tall, tall and strong young man was standing on the table, trying to untie the sling from the mummy.

The waiter fell down on the ground, his face was full of fear, and his trembling voice was crying:

"It's Ah Nan, Ah Nan is here to make trouble again..."

He cried and laughed:

"Ah Nan killed someone!"

The two immediately went to see the condition of the dead body. Lu Ran lit the soul lamp in his pupils. There were sporadic light spots at the end of the stiff body—these were the embers left by the soul.

Lu Ran said solemnly: "This person died within half an hour. The monster sucks human blood, and it needs to be refined into magic breath in time. I'm afraid it's still hiding in the shop."

Chao Sheng understood immediately, and tore off the beads in his hand. The beads seemed to be alive, and scattered and rolled to every corner of the courtyard.The Buddha recited the scriptures silently, and the beads everywhere began to resonate at the same frequency, emitting strands of golden threads.The radiant golden threads are intertwined with each other, forming a tough light cage over the entire inn.

The cage is covered with looming scriptures, and golden light curtains fall layer by layer.

As a tool repairer, Lu Ran habitually gave a grade to this string of Buddhist beads.The range is not large, it should be only the top grade of the quiet level, but as a Buddhist instrument, it has a miraculous effect on evil spirits and ghosts.

After a while, the crippled chef also limped in from the backyard with his half-clothed clothes on. His eyes were heavily bagged and his eyes were black and blue.The cloudy eyeballs were bloodshot, staring at the young man standing on the table.

There was a murder case in the store, but the young man showed no fear.He untied the rope, put the mummy down, and then picked up the waiter, who was slumped on the ground like soft mud, to a chair and sat down.

Lu Ran asked: "Who is Ah Nan? Why do you say that Ah Nan is responsible?"

Neither the young man nor the cook said a word, and the waiter in the shop was shocked and kept silent.

Lu Ran looked at Chao Sheng, who shook his head and said solemnly:

"I was awake all night last night. If Xie Chong went up to the second floor, I would definitely notice."

"What if it's downstairs?"

Chao Sheng's face became serious:

"I'm not good at sensing magic energy. If the evil spirit hides on the first floor and hides its breath, I won't be able to sense it."

At this moment, there was another commotion on the second floor.The T-shaped door was flung open at this moment.Mr. Song stood at the door with a pale face, and he couldn't hide his embarrassment in his description.

Lu Ran and Chao Sheng hurried upstairs.The paper and ink in the house were scattered all over the place, making it a mess.A pen rolled along the floor to Lu Ran's feet.He bent down to pick it up, and accidentally saw a small piece of wet soil on the sole of the young man surnamed Song.

It rained a little last night.The dirt road in the backyard is still a bit muddy.

Lu Ran looked away calmly.

With a cold face, Mr. Song walked to the bed and pulled down the curtain.

On the snow-white wall, three scarlet blood characters are shocking:

Hu, no, return.

The blood was still warm, and the viscous plasma dripped onto the bed, soaking in a tragic blood stain.

Outside the open window, the morning breeze blew over the nan tree, and the few remaining sparse nan leaves rustled.

The mournful singing of the female ghost Ah Nan rang in my ears again:

"Green and green willows on the southern slope, looking forward to your return every day..."

The young servant who followed upstairs stood in the shadow of the corner of the room, looking at the blood on the wall, showing no fear of ghosts, but a trace of grief and ruthlessness in his eyes.

At the same time, the door of the B-size room was pushed open, and a tall and gentle young man with loose hair, coughed twice, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.

No one saw it, and on the window of the house behind him, there were dense and hideous bloody handprints all over the window.The sticky bloodstain slowly slid down the window lattice, gradually turned into a bloody mist, and subsided quietly.Under the dominance of an indescribable force, the entire blood window quickly returned to its original state.

On the man's face was An Ran after a good night's dream, his obsidian crow-colored eyes filled with a relaxed smile, looking through the crowd like an elegant and reserved bird, looking softly at Lu Ran:

"what happened?

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