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Chapter 132 The first time I met Nie Xiaoqian

Wild grass, deserted graves.

The slightly blewed cold wind was filled with a creeping chill, and when combined with the scenes around, it made my scalp feel a little numb.

Holding the Qinghong Sword from Xiahou Swordsman in his hand, Wei Ziqing slowly walked in the wild grass and grave, his face as usual.

Stay with Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple? Then why not come out and see if you can meet a female ghost and come to the devil's way to get a real way!

"It seems that Yan Chixia's movements in Lanruo Temple have been a bit big during this period. Otherwise, if she was a normal scholar like herself, she would have encountered a female ghost when she walked here!"

I searched for about an hour in this deserted forest aimlessly, but I still didn't see any female ghost. I shook my head helplessly. Just as I was about to turn back to Lanruo Temple, my steps stopped.

Ding ding dong dong...

It was the sound of the piano, which seemed to be faint and resentful, and it seemed to be bitter and sad, just like a woman crying in a low voice, telling her misfortune.

The sound of the piano is heard. Even though Wei Ziqing doesn't understand the rhythm, he can still sense the sadness and sadness in the rhythm at this moment!

"In the middle of the night, the wilderness and graves, the sound of the piano is really amazing..." Wei Ziqing smiled slightly.

man?

This doesn't seem!

In the wilderness, the sound of this piano is at least a long way from me. If I hadn’t been with martial arts, the sound of this piano would not be heard, let alone an ordinary person!

"A pretty elegant female ghost!" With a chuckling, Wei Ziqing turned around and headed towards the piano sound. In less than a moment, he could see a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The lake is not big.

Under the night, there is a hazy beauty.

However, on the pavilion in the middle of the lake, a woman in white was stroking the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano came out of the woman's hands.

When Wei Ziqing saw this woman, she was slightly stunned.

This woman is terrifying? No, on the contrary, this woman is very beautiful!

Unlike Xiaolongnu's cold beauty, this woman is even more like a classical beauty in Jiangnan.

However, what really made Wei Ziqing stunned was the woman's weak expression, especially the sad and sad look in her eyes, which made people feel pity!

"Nie Xiaoqian?" Looking at the woman, Wei Ziqing murmured in his heart. He remembered that in the original work, Nie Xiaoqian was the only one who liked to come to the small pavilion in the heart of the lake, and Ning Caichen seemed to be here, and he officially met her!

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing slowly headed towards the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Bang...

The long piano, which was originally being gently stroked by the woman, suddenly came a crisp sound. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, but the strings suddenly broke.

The woman stretched out her delicate hand and pressed the still trembling strings slightly, slowly raised her head and looked at Wei Ziqing who was slowly approaching her. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

However, the surprise disappeared quickly, and then he returned to his calmness. He pulled the strings and slowly turned on, directly ignoring Wei Ziqing.

Seeing the woman like this, Wei Ziqing said lightly with a smile on his face: "In the middle of the night, the girl was playing the piano alone here. It seems that the girl is very worried!"

Hearing this, the woman finally slowly raised her head and looked at Wei Ziqing and exhaled like Lan and said, "Young Master, isn't it too? In the middle of the night, this Yaxi is not small. But the young master has heard that it is haunted near Lanruo Temple?"

The woman had a faint smile on her face, but she was more of a joke, as if she wanted to see Wei Ziqing hear this. What would her reaction be?

Forehead!

Wei Ziqing was slightly surprised and said, "Haunted?" A female ghost told herself that the haunted Lanruo Temple is quite incredible. Is this going to make herself leave here quickly?"

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing smiled but didn't say anything.

He was already very sure in his heart that even Nie Xiaoqian, only she was so kind-hearted that she was so kind, but she was unwilling to hurt others. Even if she hurt others, it was not her original intention!

"Girl, your piano is playing well, why not continue?" Wei Ziqing smiled, but walked directly to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake. Nie Xiaoqian sat down not far in front and leaned directly against the railing.

Sitting there, smelling the faint fragrance on Nie Xiaoqian's body, and closing his eyes slightly.

"You..." Nie Xiaoqian's face was full of surprise. Logically speaking, she said that she was a female ghost. Shouldn't this scholar-like young man escape?

Why did you sit down here instead?

This is not enough, I even closed my eyes. Do you want to play the piano for him to listen to?

However, soon, the surprise in Nie Xiaoqian's eyes disappeared, and instead calmness was replaced by him. He liked to sit, so let's sit!

If he was like the men in the past, he would touch him in less than a half moments, then he would give him to his grandma!

Thinking of this, Nie Xiaoqian continued to play the piano, but this time, the sound of the piano was no longer the desolate and resentful, but there was a hint of fascination and **!

"This Nie Xiaoqian..."

Feeling the ** meaning in Nie Xiaoqian's piano sound, Wei Ziqing's eyes were not opened, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, unlike Wei Ziqing's calmness, Nie Xiaoqian's shock became enormous. You must know that as long as the scholars see him, they already feel domineering. Now there are more than just this scholar.

On the contrary, the meaning of courtship in the sound of the piano is so heavy that she can still ignore the truth. How can she not shock her?

"It seems that this scholar is still a good person!" Thinking of this, a hint of sorrow appeared in Nie Xiaoqian's eyes.

Good people? Are there any good people these days?

?I was originally a family of officials, but I was killed by bandits outside, died in a foreign land, and became a lonely ghost. After my death, I was controlled by the tree spirit grandma, and I had no choice but to absorb Yuanyang for her man, and I couldn't help myself.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly became bitter, and the sound of the piano became desolate and sad.

Wei Ziqing's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, looking at Nie Xiaoqian who lowered her head and played the piano, and sighed softly.

Eliminate demons? Subduing demons?

What monster is it to be abandoned?

What kind of demon is the one who is silenced?

Could it be a ghost like Nie Xiaoqian who can't help but be in control?

The tree spirit grandma is indeed doing everything she wants, but what about Nie Xiaoqian? And what about the group of female ghosts who are under control?

They are kind by nature, but they have to do such things that are harmful to the world. Could it be that all this is really their fault?

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing stood up quietly, looked at Nie Xiaoqian deeply, then stepped a little, and walked away in the wind.

He wants to get rid of the tree spirit grandma, but it’s not now. He still needs to discuss this with Yan Chixia!

After the song was finished, Nie Xiaoqian's pain seemed to be accompanied by the sound of the piano. She raised her head and was about to see the scholar sitting beside her, but when she saw it, she was stunned. There was already no one there.

"Are you leaving?" His eyes were a little lost. He was a ghost. He didn't know when the scholar left. It seemed that he was indeed a little lost just now.
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