"Senior Brother Ao was beaten by the group of dogs from the third sect. The other party agreed to fight again tonight. We are looking for people everywhere." The man said.

"Tonight, I'm so anxious." Huang Wenze nodded.

"That's right? They knew that we were short of staff and could not dare to go. Senior Brother Ao couldn't bear it, so he made an appointment." Another person said.

"Okay, I'll go now and get a few more helpers. This time, we will definitely beat the three gates to a good place. Where is the location?" Huang Wenze stood up.

"It's Ganquan Academy."

"That ghost place?!" Huang Wenze was shocked.

They spoke in a low voice, but Chen Xiu was very strong. Although he didn't want to eavesdrop, he heard every sentence naturally.

"Master Chen, I'm really embarrassed. I'm in an urgent matter..." Huang Wenze said.

"It's okay, these two fellow Taoists haven't eaten yet. You have to eat enough to get the energy to do things. Waiter, pack a few dishes, and everyone will take them on the way." Chen Xiu greeted the waiter who served beside him to pack it.

Huang Wenze’s two fellow disciples were indeed hungry, and thanked Chen Xiu with a smile, thinking that this young man was really good.

The waiter picked a few dishes and put them in the food box. Huang Wenze and his two classmates went there in a hurry.

"Waiter, let's find out what the three gates of the Changmen mean?" Chen Xiu gave the waiter a piece of silver.

"The Taoist priest is the genius of the growth gate, the second gate, the third gate, and the fourth gate of the Qingxu Temple, which are almost the same as the eldest son, the second son and the third son in the usual family." The waiter said.

Chen Xiu was a little confused when he heard this. Since they were all from Qingxu Temple, why did Changmen and Sanmen fight?

The waiter saw Chen Xiu's doubts and explained with a smile: "There are conflicts in the family. The disciples of Changmen and Sanmen usually do not accept each other. I also heard that the head sect wanted to pass the throne to Sanmen. This location was originally from Changmen, which was even more lively."

Chen Xiu suddenly realized that it was an internal struggle of Qingxu Temple, no wonder Huang Wenze was reluctant to say more.

"Where is Ganquan Academy?"

Chen Xiu asked again, and when he thought of Huang Wenze's expressions as he heard the four words of Ganquan Academy, he looked quite strange, and this place must be unusual.

"Oh... this Ganquan Academy is a long story, it is our sad place in Xiangcheng." The waiter sighed.

“How?”

"That academy is haunted..." the waiter said in a leisurely manner.

It turns out that this Ganquan Academy is built on a Ganquan, hence the name.

Ganquan Academy was originally an academy designated by the court, and the students in it were all reserved court officials. It was the most prosperous place for the literary style of Xiangcheng and even the entire Fengyuan County.

About ten years ago, a young student named Pengmu suddenly disappeared at Ganquan Academy. He searched the whole city and found an old man with gray hair at the bottom of a well in the academy the next day.

Strangely, the old man was wearing the uniform of Ganquan Academy and claimed to be the missing Pengmu.

Of course, the teachers and students present did not believe it. The missing Peng Mu was obviously a young man in his 20s. How could he be a white-haired old man?

This incident alarmed the Xuan Jingsi of the court and invited Peng Mu's family to verify that the old man was really missing Peng Mu.

I don’t know why, Peng Mu has just disappeared for a day and has aged fifty or sixty years old, as if he has traveled through time and space.

Unfortunately, Peng Mugang died when he reunited with his family.

What he experienced was not able to leave a record.

Later, Xuan Jingshi razed Ganquan Academy to the ground, and the Ganquan in the academy was also filled with it.

Since then, there is no Ganquan Academy anymore. That place has become a forbidden place. The old citizens of Xiangcheng will deliberately avoid that place. There are a few young people with strong spirits who are not afraid and regard that place as a gathering place with more courage.

"Interesting." Chen Xiu nodded.

"Customer, you can't go to that place." The waiter said.

"Didn't Judge Huang and the others go?"

"Although it has not been haunted in recent years, there is always a bit of a taboo in that place." The waiter said.

Chen Xiu smiled slightly. It would be great if there were really ghosts. It was a taboo to others, but it was an experience for him.

Chen Xiu had enough food and drink, left the restaurant, followed the direction given by Huang Wenze, and came to Lotus Alley.

This alley is surrounded by a small river, with a few boats on the river. Many women beating their clothes on the stones, and strings of water droplets splashing on their youthful and convex bodies, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

Chen Xiu could imagine that in summer, the river would be full of lotus flowers, no wonder it was called Lotus Lane.

This alley looks pretty good, why did Huang Wenze show a strange and ambiguous smile when he heard the three words "Lotus Alley"?

Chen Xiu went deep into the alley and quickly got the answer.

Beside the alley are small buildings with red railings and gauze, with a faint fragrance of rouge wafting from it.

The pane on the second floor next to it opened, a white and greasy woman poked her head out and shouted at Chen Xiu with charming eyes: "Call, are you here to play?"

Chen Xiu looked up and shook his head with a smile.

The woman saw Chen Xiu's face clearly and suddenly stopped. She loosened her hands, and the short stick used to support the window fell down.

Chen Xiu flicked his hand, and the short stick slammed in the air, flew up again, holding the window unbiasedly.

The woman looked down and Chen Xiu was gone.

Chen Xiu passed by the fireworks and came to an old house at the end of the alley.

This is the old house where Master Tai and Master once lived.

The room has black doors and white walls, and the old vines are wrapped around the walls, looking a little dilapidated.

Chen Xiu walked up, grabbed the rusty copper ring on the door, and knocked it twice.

After a while, the door creaked open and an old man in a housed outfit came out.

"Chen Xiu, Qingyun Temple, please see Master Gu." Chen Xiudao.

The old man babbled, pointed to his mouth and waved his hand. It turned out that he was a deaf and mute person, and he should have been hired by his senior sister to clean and guard the house.

Chen Xiu followed the old man into the yard, and was very careful and found that there was no one in the room.

It was because I had come too early, and neither Sister Su nor Mr. Gu had arrived yet.

Chen Xiu was not in a hurry and said to the old man: "Can I live here?"

The old man could understand what he meant, which led Chen Xiu to a wing room.

The room was clean and you could see the river outside through the window.

The old man brought another pot of tea. Chen Xiugang had eaten and drank in the restaurant, but he was not thirsty and had not drunk tea.

Chen Xiu was also a little tired and told the old man not to disturb him. He closed the doors and windows and lay on the bed, thinking about resting for a while before going out to get some food for the worms.

A moment of sleepiness came and Chen Xiu fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt a little strange when I was half asleep and half awake.

It seemed that a cold wind was blowing on the back of his head. Chen Xiu murmured in his dream and his head slightly tilted.

Wait a moment, something is wrong.

Chen Xiu's mind was still a little clear. He closed the doors and windows. Where did the wind come from?

Moreover, he was lying on his back with his head on the pillow. How did the wind blow to the back of his head?

This thought was like a basin of cold water, which instantly made Chen Xiu feel sleepy.
Chapter completed!