This reminded him of the relics swallowed by the Ghost King clone. Although the power is different, it also has the same effect.

And not only that, when he held this Buddha bone, he seemed to feel that it seemed to be alive, and a wonderful rhythm contained in it was deeply attracting him that it was a call to a higher level of life!

Du Bai was a little surprised: "How should this Buddha bone be used?"

It's like a treasure chest full of treasures is placed in front of you but there is no way to open the box.

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head slightly: "I don't know. I only know that this Buddha bone is really mysterious. Just wearing it with you makes the entire Lanruo Temple stained with Buddha nature..."

He was not very disappointed if he didn't get the information he wanted. He could study these things slowly and not rush for a moment.

He put away the Buddha's bones and looked around. Sure enough, he could vaguely find that the Buddha's light around him dimmed a little, and perhaps it would completely dissipate in a while and turn into an ordinary haunted temple.

As for Ning Caichen's corpse, it was buried under the ground of the big tree. Du Bai waited for a moment and saw Nie Xiaoqian slowly walking out with a small brown-yellow golden angle in his arms.

After handing it over to Du Bai, Nie Xiaoqian looked at the golden eyes as if she was souvenir, and finally slowly disappeared in front of her.

It was getting late. Since the matter of Lanruo Temple had come to an end, he seized the time to rush back to the Su Mansion.

As for Ning Caichen's body being sent back to his hometown, he is not in a hurry. Jinshui City is not close to Yuanyang City, so he can only find time to go there in the future. After all, he has already taken advantage of others, and the things he promised to do must be done well.

In Du Bai's house, he held the golden ounce in his hand, but for a moment he didn't know where it was appropriate. He happened to see a servant passing by outside the house. He called the other party and asked for a brief question. He learned that there was a place similar to a ancestral hall in the village that could be stored. It was said to be a ancestral hall but more like a charity house. There was no taboo, and even outsiders could store it for a while as long as they paid the money.

He asked the servants to lead the way to find the ancestral hall. The janitor was a blind old man. He was a little angry because he was woken up in the middle of the night. After hearing that he was the son-in-law of the Su family, he immediately changed his face and respectfully took the Jin Ang, who claimed to be a friend. He patted his chest and said that he would definitely take good care of him.

However, when Du Bai returned to Su's house, he encountered another thing.

In front of the courtyard under the moonlight, in the quiet place of the tree shadows, a girl in white was sitting by the pool in a daze, throwing rice chips into the pool one after another, causing ripples to shatter the cold moon shadow from time to time, and there were grains of debris floating on the surface of the pool, but there were no traces of fish scrambling to eat.

Du Bai looked away for a while and felt a little funny. He stepped forward a few steps and walked not far behind the girl, whispering: "The fish are all asleep. Are you planning to wake them up?"

"ah!"

The girl was startled and jumped up from the stone bench. She looked shocked at first. After seeing Du Bai, she calmed down and said unhappy: "Why are you hiding behind someone's back in the middle of the night?"

It is her sister-in-law Su Zhirou.

"I didn't mean to scare you, I just happened to pass by. When I saw someone trying to disturb Yu'er's sleep, I couldn't help but remind me."

"I'm not stupid, who are you lying to!" Su Zhirou snorted, "How can fish sleep? They keep their eyes open..."

"That's because they don't close their eyes at all!" Du Bai joked, "so they even sleep with their eyes open."

Unfortunately, my sister-in-law didn't plan to listen to his explanation at all, but instead argued with a sloppy and quibbling: "You are not a fish, how do you know if they sleep with their eyes open?"

The question of fish not blinking is actually not new, Su Zhirou also knows it, but at this time she just doesn't want to be impressed in front of him and deliberately quibbling.

I wanted to say, "You are not me, how do you know I don't know fish..." These words were just as Du Bai laughed silently. If this continues, wouldn't it be the story of Zhuangzi?

He turned to the sky, and the crescent moon was particularly deserted, and smiled and said, "It's so late, are you still here to argue with me about whether fish sleeps or not?"

"Who...who is going to quarrel with you." Su Zhirou muttered, then sat back on the stone bench. She was a lady with a not-so-sitting posture. If her grandfather or sister saw it, she would definitely educate her well. But I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but in front of this smiling but bad-hearted guy, she did not deliberately keep her former restraint, but instead started to be casual.

Maybe it's because I don't care about my image in his eyes...

But this made her feel less invisible shackles in her heart and felt a little more comfortable.

She glanced at the guy quietly, and saw that he was still smiling, and she felt a little angry in her heart. She snorted and stopped looking at him anymore, but looked at Chi Shui, which was as calm as a mirror. She was a little awkward, but she still said in a low voice: "I heard you talk about those things before, and I always wanted to write something in my heart... but I don't know where to write..."

"Are you looking for inspiration?" Du Bai nodded slightly.

Writers cannot write with just one force, just like a god. If you want to write a good work, a good inspiration is essential. However, how easy is to find truly excellent inspiration?

"What do you want to write this time?" he asked more.

Su Zhirou was not shy, probably because he had known her secret. She looked at Chi Shui Bibo with a slightly sensation: "The sad love story between a man and a ghost..."

Du Bai was stunned. He remembered a story that just met the requirements, and he happened to have some speculation in his heart, and perhaps he could take this opportunity to realize it.

"If you don't mind, I happened to hear a story I could tell you not long ago."

"Um... let's talk about it?" Su Zhirou looked at him curiously. People who love to write stories like to listen to stories. In the face of interesting stories, she can let go of her prejudice.

"A long time ago, there was a scholar named Ning Caichen..."

Du Bai didn't keep it a secret. After recalling it for a while, he slowly told it. It was the story of the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl.
Chapter completed!