Racing his horse in the heavy rain.

This is an extremely dangerous thing in itself, and if you are not careful, you may die.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingchan has a good martial arts level, and even if the horse dies, he will not die.

Liu Xuan looks like a little white face, but in fact, a layer of bark can condense under his skin at any time, so you can understand a truth in minutes. A little white face can instantly turn into a big muscle bully.

Time flies very quickly.

Five consecutive days.

Although the two did not travel overnight, they changed nine horses, took a boat to meet the river, and crossed the mountains.

During this period, Brother Chan also found a problem. Liu Xuan was not late that day, but he was just a fool...

Through the information on the forum, we found that they had already surpassed Zhang Wuji and others.

pity.

This is another rainy night.

The two of them could only lead their horses to a dilapidated temple to shelter from the rain.

Click.

A thunder exploded.

As soon as Zhao Qingchan stepped into the temple gate, he saw the statue with his head broken in front of him with the help of the lightning and thunder.

The statue is not a Buddha.

In this barren mountain and ridge, even if there is a small temple, it is mostly a land god and a land god.

But based on half of the head of the statue, the statue looks like a young woman?

However, this dilapidated temple was so dilapidated that it was naturally no one. There were still some dry bones in some corners, with traces of knife slashes and sword stings, and even traces of being eaten by wild beasts.

As for the windows with holes everywhere, the crumbling beams were also covered with spider webs.

When Liu Xuan saw this scene, his brow frowned slightly and didn't say much.

Anyway, he and Zhao Qingchan were traveling for five days and encountered the rain that was not too big. It would be nice to live in a place that was not leaking.

He took out the fire note and lit the dry firewood that someone had left behind.

In an instant.

The flames rise.

The temperature inside the ruined temple is rising.

As long as you are an individual, when you are in front of the fire, no matter what environment you are in, you will feel a little safe and comfortable.

Zhao Qingchan took out four pigeons from his bag like a tinker bell and threw them over: "Remember to pluck your hair before baking."

Liu Xuan sighed, but could only reach out to take it as a coolie.

But he couldn't help asking, "Brother, where did you get the pigeons? We've eaten it for three days, and can we still eat fresh dead pigeons now?"

"Now you give me steamed buns, I think they are more fragrant than pigeon meat."

"It's so much, some of them are good to eat." Zhao Qingchan glanced at him.

No blowjob or black.

He has always liked to eat pigeon meat.

Gugugugu.

Don't eat anything for free?

I will never get tired of eating it for the rest of my life.

He looked at the ruined temple, and when he had never walked to the overly gloomy temple, he just picked up a broken cushion, walked to the door of the ruined temple and knocked it, so that the dust could be dissipated.

But when he walked back again, he found that the statue in the corner of the wall had its head broken.

Zhao Qingchan blinked, and he threw the cushion on the ground, strode towards the end of the statue, picked it up and looked at it, and thought to himself: "The carving is so exquisite, and the eyes are quite beautiful."

"I don't know who cut off your head. Isn't this a broken incense?"

So he stumbled and put the statue back to its original position.

Liu Xuan turned around and looked at him, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.

When they came here, they did not find any villages around them.

It's strange that there is an extra temple in this place. The owner of this temple is still a woman who has been carefully carved, which is even more strange.

"Hey, have you seen something?"

Liu Xuan was not afraid. He was covered in demon blood and was not a normal person, but he had no sense of ghosts and monsters, but he could sense monsters only.

Zhao Qingchan shrugged and patted the dust on his hands: "No, I'm too lazy to watch. Whoever is free to watch is always looking around, what should I do if I scare myself?"

"Tsk, you saw so many people in our Liu Mansion, but you were not scared."

"Hehe, you guys are alive at least."

"Pooh."

The two teased each other for a few words and sat on the ground to rest.

It took a while.

The four pigeons were also roasted, with a fragrance that made people's appetite increase.

Of course, this is limited to Brother Chan.

If you can, a hunger striker like Liu Xuan can survive completely by rain.

So Brother Chan asked for three and a half pigeons and started eating and drinking wildly.

Liu Xuan looked at the half roasted pigeon in his hand. In order to supplement his nutrition, he could only swallow it with a loss of appetite.

But he secretly decided in his heart that when he passed by the next town, he must buy some dry food.

The two were eating.

It took a while.

The crackling footsteps sounded again.

"Come in, come in quickly, I didn't expect that there would be a ruined temple in this ghost place that sheltered from the rain."

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

"There is a fire in the temple, it seems that there is someone?"

"Why do you care about so many things? Everyone is just slaughtering the rain? Isn't it okay to shelter from the rain?"

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Three men and two women soon poured into the temple.

Both sides looked at each other.

The five people later looked slightly surprised.

Because Zhao Qingchan is so beautiful.

After he opened his posture as an exiled immortal, he was like an immortal in the painting.

At this time, Hua Manlou's smile appeared, looking at them quietly.

Liu Xuan looked like a slim face, looking like a weak scholar, and seemed easy to bully.

But the faint light in his eyes gave people the feeling of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Both are eating roasted birds, obviously together.

This is a strange combination.

The five people glanced at the strange statue of the broken-headed woman again.

They looked at each other, couldn't help swallowing, and a thought arose in their hearts: "Is it a ghost?"

real.

These five heroes from the world really feel this way.

After all, Zhao Qingchan's fairy appearance is fine if he usually sees it in crowded places, but some people who are handsome should not be desirable.

But in this seemingly evil-looking ruined temple, coupled with that smile on his face, it will naturally give people a very strange look.

So.

The oldest of the five and the highest-growing knife-holder, he stood outside the temple cautiously and bowed: "I have seen two young men, I wonder if we can hide from the rain in the temple."

Zhao Qingchan smiled and nodded: "What's wrong with this?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief and was alive, otherwise he would not dare to step into the temple.

"Oh, but don't just go to the back of the ruined temple, it doesn't seem to be clean."
To be continued...