After crossing the village ferry, Jiangling presented the River God Token to a loach.

The loach thanks you in every possible way.

The remaining bones of Nie Qian were crushed into ashes according to her own wishes and scattered in the vast rivers.

Jiang Lingben promised that he would take the remaining bones of her to her hometown for burial, which would be considered a return to his roots.

But she said that her parents and blood relatives were no longer around, so when she returned to her hometown, she was just a lonely passerby.

It is better to just scatter in the river, go with the waves, and sink with the sand.

Furthermore, she now has a new body, and these old bones have nothing to do with her. There is no need to carry them around with her as a burden.

After the ashes were poured out, Jiang Ling looked in a certain direction and asked her: "Xiaoqian, are you afraid if you go back to Lanruo Temple again?"

Nie Qian hesitated a little, "As long as the master is here, Xiaoqian won't be afraid."

Even though she said this, Jiang Ling could still hear the wavering deep in her heart.

She had been enslaved under the clutches of her grandma for three years. Could this shadow in her heart be wiped away?

"You don't have to show up here, just watch. That tree demon grandma, I will not let her go this time."

After saying this, Jiang Ling twisted his finger and put on the black ring.

When the space was reversed, he appeared in the wilderness with Nie Qian.

Nie Qian shrank in size to the size of a silver ingot and was taken into his arms.

And he strode forward, walking along the winding mountain road for several miles, and finally saw Lan Ruo's silhouette reappearing in front of him.

Compared to the last time I came here, the weeds here seem to be taller and stronger.

Maybe it rained a lot here, so there were mud and potholes along the way.

Jiang Ling walked on it without even a trace of dust or mud on it.

Arriving in front of the courtyard gate, I saw several hares jumping around on the ruined walls, and a group of crows croaking hoarsely on the big cypress trees nearby.

This place is a bit eerie just by looking at it.

Moreover, before Jiang Ling opened his Dharma eyes, he could already see the Yin Qi gathering in the back mountain.

And the entire temple was shrouded in a layer of deathly aura.

He was in such a mess last time, but this time he was dressed neatly, as if he had changed his appearance. I wonder if grandma still recognizes him?

As soon as he entered, he found the Zen room where he stayed last time.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a musty smell.

And among the musty smell, there is also some bloody smell.

There were also many books and luggage left by the window, all of which had been wet by the rain and were in a mess.

'It looks like a lot of people died again.'

Jiang Ling found a relatively clean place to sit down and asked Nie Qian quietly, how many female ghosts did grandma have under her command?

Nie Qian said: "In the past, there were three including me, but because of the desolation of the land, the passers-by were either business travelers or scholars and farmers. Most of them were men, and women were very rare. Therefore, my grandma's subordinates

There are not many female ghosts.

But grandma has a very good relationship with the old Black Mountain demon. If there is a shortage of female ghosts, it will ask or exchange it with the old Black Mountain demon. The old Black Mountain demon will always give it this face."

"What on earth is the old demon of Montenegro?"

What is certain is that it is definitely not an official of the underworld.

However, it has great power in the underworld and can control the life and death of a ghost.

Nie Qian said: "Xiaoqian doesn't know what the old Black Mountain demon is. She only knows that grandma is very polite to him. Ordinary little devils are not allowed to call him by his first name. He must be called Mr. Black Mountain."

According to Jiangling's conjecture, the Black Mountain Old Demon may be the ghost king of the underworld.

The underworld and the yang world are actually very similar, the underworld is the underworld, and the yang world is the court.

In addition to the imperial court, there are also robbers and bandits on many mountaintops in the Yangjian. In other places, there are also princes who control the land.

They all have the power of life and death at the local level.

On the other hand, in the underworld, in addition to the underworld, there are also rumors that there are five ghost emperors and ten underworld commanders, and the forces among them are also complicated.

People like the old monster from Montenegro are probably like the bandit leader in Liangshan, who can dominate a certain place.

"Just wait for it to come to your door tonight."

Jiang Ling made some arrangements in the room, then settled into meditation and rested.

He knew that his grandma’s Dharmakaya was behind the temple.

But as a tree demon, grandma, if she doesn't kill the Yuanling, even destroying its Dharma Body will be useless.

As long as its root system still exists, there is still a chance for it to come back.

What Jiangling wants to do is to wait for his grandma's Yuanling to come to his door.

At that time, as long as grandma's Yuanling is destroyed, the big banyan tree behind the temple will wither and die on its own in a short time.

From daytime until dark,

Apart from him, there was no other person in Lanruo Temple this time.

Before Youshi, everything was calm.

After the Youshi hour, there began to be some rustling movements around the temple.

Jiang Ling listened carefully and saw that for a while there seemed to be many people whispering in the walled courtyard, and for a while there seemed to be a child crying in the grass somewhere.

For a while it looked more like an old woman crying.

These sounds are not human voices, but are made by wild animals, which resemble human voices.

Jiang Ling lit a candle and picked up a book from the ground that was not seriously damaged and read it.

On the first page it is written "The destiny is called nature. The will of nature is called Tao, and the cultivation of Tao is called teaching. The Tao is not to be separated from it for a moment, but it is not the Tao to be separated. Therefore, a gentleman should be careful not to see what he does not see."

Just by looking at this sentence, Jiangling knew that this book should be "The Doctrine of the Mean".

When the time of Xu arrives, the rain falls continuously.

As soon as the rain appeared, the chaotic sounds became less numerous.

At the end of Xu Shi, there was finally the sound of panicked footsteps coming from outside.

With brisk steps, she hurried to the door.

He leaned against the door frame, panting.

It's a woman.

Judging from her appearance, she is very average. In this wilderness, it is indeed difficult to find a female ghost as naturally beautiful as Nie Qian.

Therefore, once she left, grandma could only make do with other female ghosts for the time being.

"I'm sorry for bothering you late at night. I didn't know that Mr. Xiao lived here, so I came here without permission. Don't be surprised."

He may not look like much, but his polite opening remarks are very similar to Nie Qian's original remarks.

Jiang Ling opened his eyes and smiled slightly. If he wanted to lure his grandma out, this necessary foreplay was still indispensable.

"It's okay, auntie, are you in a hurry or something? Why are you here so late?"

Female ghost: "..."

Aunt?

She touched her wet hair and lowered her head slightly. Although she didn't look good, her figure was still somewhat feminine.

She only tried to seduce the scholars who stayed here a few days ago, and they all fell under her skirt.

However, no one has ever called her aunt like the scholar in front of me!

Is this because she is too old? What's wrong?

She concealed her mood slightly and smiled, "Is it convenient for the young man to accommodate the young lady to take shelter from the wind and rain?"

Jiang Ling stretched out his hand to invite: "Auntie, if you don't mind it, feel free to do whatever you want. This is a ruined temple without an owner. Since Auntie is here, there is no need to be polite."

The woman forced a smile on her face and stepped in.

When she reached the candlelight, she stretched out her hand to wring out her hair.

But as soon as he moved his arms, the collar on his chest suddenly split open, revealing a piece of snowy white.

She uttered an ouch and hurriedly covered it with her fingers, looking at Jiangling shyly.

If Jiang Ling takes a peek at this moment, then she will have room to show off.

However, when she looked towards Jiang Ling, she saw that his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had fallen into sleep.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed,
Chapter completed!