At this moment, Huang Jianyong had two villains fighting in his heart.

Liar One: Where did the good women come from in Lanruo Temple? These two must be ghosts!

Little Man 2: Such a beautiful ghost, Ning Caichen is not afraid of you?

Liar One: Color is a scraper. You want their bodies, and they want your life!

Little Man 2: It’s not really dead here, so what if you trade this life for them once?

...

He was hesitant, and his fear of ghosts was diluted by dopamine that was accelerated secretion in his brain.

His body was extremely honest and followed the two women forward step by step, and his hands had reached an indescribable point.

Not long after, Huang Jianyong felt his face lit up and his brain instantly returned to clear light.

He raised his head and saw Yan Chixia's black face.

The other party asked seriously: "The visit is over?"

Huang Jianyong recalled it and then said with regret: "I was not lucky. I met an evil ghost as soon as I entered. I was still killed by them in the battle for 300 rounds!"

Nie Xiaoqian, who was beside her, turned her head gently and smiled on her slightly red face.

As staff here, they have the authority to investigate the surveillance in various places, so they naturally know what is happening inside.

Yan Chixia nodded seriously: "Welcome to come again next time."

Huang Jianyong took out his cell phone and looked at the time, coughed lightly, and said, "It's still early, can I go in again?"

Yan Chixia pointed to the tree trunk expressionlessly: "Scan the code by yourself."

Huang Jianyong waved his fist excitedly.

He felt that he was not performing well just now, and this time he could last for at least half an hour.

...

Wang Su also caught a ghost.

Unlike Huang Jianyong, what she saw was a male ghost wearing a light-colored long gown and dressed as a scholar.

"Miss, this is polite, I dare to ask..."

As soon as the male ghost spoke, Wang Su picked up the camera and took a photo at him.

The male ghost was startled, his body floated several meters away, and frowned and said, "What is in your hand?"

"What are you?" Wang Su asked with a smile.

"I am a scholar Xiao Muyu, a scholar from Hejian Mansion, who has been studying here..." The male ghost said gentlely.

Wang Su waved his hand: "I have no interest in a scholar like you who can fall down with the wind when the wind blows!"

Anger appeared on the man's face, but he bowed his hand and said "I'm upset" and left with tactfulness.

Watching the other person disappear, Wang Su nodded secretly.

"I thought he would pester him, but I didn't expect this ghost to be quite sensible."

Naturally, she did not distinguish the man's identity as a ghost based on whether the other party had any shadow.

In her opinion, only ghosts can appear here.

She raised her legs and continued to move forward, entering a side hall.

The windows in the hall had long been broken, and mottled moonlight was projecting in.

Before the Buddha statue, there was only an oil lamp, flashing with a faint fire, occasionally making a slight "crackling" sound.

The Buddha statue in front also lacked half of the head. In the place where half of the head was missing, there were many spider webs, and a spider the size of a fist was crawling on it.

Wang Su glanced around carefully, walked to the back of the Buddha statue, checked all the gaps, but still gained nothing.

She sighed regretfully.

She had previously explored the main hall and a wing room, and she had not found anything useful there.

Just as she turned around and wanted to leave, she suddenly thought of something and turned around and stared at the oil lamp.

The lamp body is bronze and has a little rust.

The lamp was only as big as a thumb, and no odor was emitted.

The wick is soaked in the lamp oil, and the orange flames are flashing.

No matter how you look at it, this oil lamp seems ordinary.

However, Wang Su still keenly captured the unusual features.

There are no oil lamps like this in other places she has explored before.

Her face suddenly showed joy, she quickly moved forward, holding the oil lamp in her hand.

After holding it tightly, she could obviously feel some warmth coming into her palm along the oil lamp. It seemed that the originally cold and gloomy environment had become a little warmer, making her mentality much more stable.

Wang Su secretly praised her, and she realized that she had found the right one.

This oil lamp must be what Yan Chixia said to be able to suppress ghosts and demons.

Holding the oil lamp, she walked out of the side hall.

As soon as she left, she heard a rustling sound of water.

She frowned, then looked down at the oil lamp in her hand, felt a little more secure, and walked along with the sound of water.

Within two minutes, she saw the source of the sound of water.

Next to the well in the middle of the yard, a naked man was pouring a bucket of water on his head.

Under the moonlight, the man was sturdy, like a calf.

As if he noticed Wang Su's gaze, the man turned his head, smiled, and asked loudly: "Miss, it's dark and I'm not asleep yet, but what are you worried about?"

Looking at the other person's appearance, Wang Su couldn't help but think of the scholar before.

I said that the other party could fall as soon as the wind blows, but now I have found such a strong man for myself?

However, this male ghost looks quite masculine, and I don’t know where the tree demon grandma caught it.

Wang Su smiled in her heart, but she deliberately showed an obsessive look on her face: "Yes, can you come here?"

The male ghost put down the bucket and approached step by step with a smile, but stopped when he was ten steps away.

"Come here?" Wang Su shouted.

"Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. Why should I hold an oil lamp?" The male ghost stretched out his hand, "Put down the oil lamp, I'll take you to see something interesting."

"What's interesting?" Wang Su turned forward and handed the hand holding the oil lamp forward.

The male ghost quickly stepped back: "You put down the oil lamp first, it will be a bad view when holding that thing."

"You are so bad!" Wang Su changed color suddenly. "This oil lamp is so simple and elegant. I like it too late. I really can't talk to you without appreciation. You can go."

"You!" The male ghost wanted to speak, but saw that Wang Su had left without looking back.

Seeing the other party leave, the male ghost scratched his head in surprise and murmured: "Can she actually likes women?"

Wang Su had quickly walked into another Buddhist temple.

After some test just now, she had learned that this oil lamp should have the ability to kill ghosts within ten steps.

But she felt that there was only one thing she didn't have to worry about, so she wanted to take the opportunity to see if there were any other things to save her life.

And she thought it was quite interesting to be funny with these ghosts.

The tree demon grandma seemed to be reincarnated as a stick spirit, and her mind was full of things between men and women.

If she had directly asked her ghosts to attack her from the beginning, she would have gone to the West long ago.

But that guy actually played a handsome trick.

Although I am still single, I am not so attracted by a few male ghosts.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard a "whimpering" sound.

Listening to the sound, it seemed to be the woman's crying.
Chapter completed!