Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 22 Good and Evil
"It was a difficult situation my sister and I went through. Although we overcame it, I almost perished. As for the seventh floor, the entrance there is shrouded in fog, and I can't enter."

Hearing this, Lin Yao smiled.

Mist, bells.

I actually entered the seventh floor of Leifeng Pagoda.

But if the seventh floor is already in such a predicament, he may be trapped here for the rest of his life, and sooner or later become one of the three bodies of Lanruo Bodhisattva.

"I might have made it to the seventh level."

Lin Yao's light words made Xiaoqing tremble slightly.

"How about the seventh floor?"

"Lanruo Temple."

After hearing these three words, Xiaoqing finally understood why Lin Yao said that he was the one who killed Yan Chixia.

"Lanruo Temple before Fahai went there."

Xiaoqing looked at Lin Yao. No wonder Lin Yao was so out of control when he woke up.

The horror of the sixth level was still fresh in her mind.

Lin Yao actually survived on the seventh floor.

"Perhaps, there is an eighth floor."

Two layers together?
Xiaoqing's hands trembled slightly, but Lin Yao continued to speak.

"If my guess is correct, the fog on the seventh floor of Leifeng Pagoda has dissipated, leaving only the eighth and ninth floors."

Xiaoqing picked up the white-boiled food at hand.

"I'll go check it out, you keep an eye on it."

After she left, Lin Yao tried his best to get up, feeling weak all the time.

He put Qingfeng back to his waist and walked towards Nie Xiaoqian's door.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Nie Xiaoqian was a little surprised when she opened the door. She didn't expect Lin Yao to come suddenly.

"I came to see Ning Caichen."

Xiaoqian pursed her lips and moved away.

Lin Yao stepped into the room and saw Ning Caichen reading a book.

Seeing him walk in, there was a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

He continued reading as if he didn't see Lin Yao.

"Sir, Ning Lang is a bit of a loner."

Nie Xiaoqian quickly poured a glass of water for Lin Yao, looking a little embarrassed.

"You go out first, I have something to talk to him about."

Before Xiaoqian could speak, Ning Caichen snorted coldly.

"But relying on the monster by his side, he is quite arrogant."

Lin Yao looked at him and chuckled.

idiot.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at the two people who were on edge and stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Don't worry, with my current body, are you still afraid that I will fight with your Ning Lang?"

Seeing this, Nie Xiaoqian turned around and left, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"I have nothing to say to you."

Ning Caichen raised his head and waved his sleeves without even looking at him.

Lin Yao didn't care. He looked at the Confucian scholar in front of him and spoke slowly.

"I don't have much time to bother with you. I'll say one sentence and you answer one sentence."

"Why?"

Feeling insulted, Ning Caichen turned around angrily.

"As scholars, I despise colluding with you!"

As the words fell, Lin Yao kicked out without hesitation, then rushed forward and stabbed Ning Caichen in the face with his sword.

"I say one sentence, and you answer one sentence."

This action made the already weak Lin Yao feel even more exhausted. Ning Caichen was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his body shaking.

"I, I said."

He curled up beside the bed, fearing that Lin Yao would kill him.

"What exactly is Lanruo Temple?"

Lin Yao asked a question that he had never expected.

"Isn't this where Xiaoqian and the others lived before?"

Ning Caichen spoke tremblingly, but Lin Yao saw a hint of surprise and avoidance in his look.

"I don't want to ask again."

Lin Yao swung the green sword towards Ning Caichen's neck.

Seeing this, the latter wanted to call for help.

Lin Yao covered his mouth instantly, and veins bulged on his arms.

He looked down at Ning Caichen as Qing Feng continued to approach.

Ning Caichen's eyes were filled with fear and he nodded continuously.

Lin Yao let go of his mouth, and Qingfeng was across his neck almost in an instant.

"Lanruo Temple is a place for people like us to relax and have fun."

There was an uncontrollable tremor in his voice.

"Women, prostitutes, everything is there. On the surface, it looks like an ancient temple with green lamps, but in reality, it is a den of indulging in money."

After saying this, Ning Caichen seemed to have lost all his strength.

"When I first went there, I discovered that those usually unattainable women were just playthings here. Why? Why did I study so hard for over twenty years, only for those women to treat me like a piece of trash?"

Madness gradually appeared in his eyes, and he even laughed.

"I joined them, but I had no money, so I had to go out and seduce those decent girls. They liked poetry and clichés, so I wrote them. I did whatever they liked, you know? When I took them back, the desperate look in their eyes made me feel that it was the ultimate happiness in the world!"

Ning Caichen laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

"Xiao Qian was someone I met on the road. I was caught seducing a rich girl and was beaten up. She rescued me and took good care of me."

He paused at this point, as if savoring the moment.

"Her kindness touched me, but it also made me want to see what she was like in Lanruo Temple. After recovering from my injuries, I found an excuse to leave and secretly took away all my money. That night, it was the first time I used money to enter Lanruo Temple."

Ning Caichen's eyes were full of longing.

"When she saw me, she even thought I was here to save her. Ridiculous, isn't it? I thought so too, so I pretended to take her away, secretly knocked her unconscious, and then wantonly abused her. Unexpectedly, she woke up. When she saw it was me, the despair and sadness in her eyes made me see my own reflection."

When Ning Caichen said this, he suddenly hugged Lin Yao's shoulders.

There was no longer the arrogance of a scholar in his eyes, only greed and desire.

"Lin Yao, you're also moved, right? Just think about the scene of a cold and beautiful woman like Xiaoqing being humiliated. Don't you think it's beautiful? Help me, let's go together. We're all going to die here anyway, so why not experience bliss before we die?"

Lin Yao swung his arm lightly and broke free from Ning Caichen's body.

"So Xiaoqian is dead?"

Hearing him say this, Ning Caichen thought Lin Yao was moved.

"That's right, but we have a technique to seal ghosts, so that we can keep these molested women around forever for our own amusement."

"Is the Black Mountain Old Ghost one of yours?"

Ning Caichen nodded with hatred on his face.

"That bastard Yan Chixia was determined to destroy Lanruo Temple after discovering it, even using the name of a treacherous sect. So I staged a show with the Black Mountain Old Ghost, intending to kill him. But that night, the entire Lanruo Temple was shrouded in fog, and seventeen people crawled out of the Buddha statues."

Lin Yao raised his brows.

"But seventeen smiling monks with giant heads?"

"Yes, yes, it was these seventeen men who killed everyone present and collected their heads to make lampstands."

When Ning Caichen finished speaking, his lips trembled slightly.

"If I hadn't blocked Nie Xiaoqian in front of me, I would have died. Luckily, that idiot Yan Chixia arrived in time, saving my life. Not far from Lanruo Temple, I ran into the monk with the lotus flowers on his feet."

Ning Caichen didn't need to say what happened next, Lin Yao could guess it.

He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side.

"Whether to kill or keep, it's up to you. I have something else to do."

There are still a few hundred words to revise
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(End of this chapter)