819 The Lanruo Temple (2/2)

Halfway to flying to the temple, Nangong Chong frequently looked at the back view of the green-robed senior. Although his attitude appeared to be respectful, there was a doubtful look in his eyes.

”It's impressive that both of you have such a good Cultivation Base at your age. I wonder who are the Heads in your family?” Meng Qi asked in a seemingly casual way.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Du Qing Qing interrupted and said, ”I'm the daughter born of the first wife of the head of the Du Family from Jian Province. Since I've been trained in martial arts by my parents at an early age, there's nothing impressive for me to step into the Exterior Realm at this age. However, Brother Chong is different. Coming from an ordinary family in Dinghu, his house was unfortunately robbed by the bandits and thus he had to beg for a living at a young age. But he did not become an extreme person, nor did he abandon himself to despair. He changed from a beggar to a servant of an escort agency, then from a servant to an escort. It's true that Da Dao always helps those who help themselves.

Eventually, he had a miracle encounter to get the chance of entering the historical remains of his predecessors, thereby inheriting the martial arts.”

”In spite of many difficult situations, he can always pass through a dangerous crisis safely, and accomplish what others feel impossible. He is indeed an outstanding one from his Jianghu contemporaries, and he is such a generous and gallant man…”

Her pretty face lit up as she said a lot of good words about her lover in front of the senior. She was hoping he would accept Nangong Chong as a disciple, or give him some divine arts and treasures.

Meng Qi had got the most important point of all: Nangong Chong can always pass through a dangerous crisis safely… He smiled. ”I haven't been in the Jianghu for many years, so I wasn't aware of such a talented person.”

”I'm flattered by your compliment, sir.” When Nangong Chong heard the words ”I haven't been in the Jianghu for many years”, the doubts in his eyes were cleared away.

Nangong Chong was about to continue building rapport with the senior when a dilapidated temple appeared in front of them.

Situated in the mountains, the temple was at the midpoint of the North-South road. It was surrounded by dense forests. The roots of each tree were knotted, and the branches and leaves were so luxurious. The leaves overlapped with each other which covered the sunshine. Before the sun went down, the forest was already dark and cold.

When the four of them arrived at the temple, they heard crows croaking. The vines were crawling all over the yellow walls and the leaves were left unswept. As the wind whistled, all they saw was a dreary place.

Above the broken door, there was a half-hanging plaque with the words ”Lanruo Temple” written on it.

Meng Qi did not even need to let out his senses to feel the gloomy atmosphere of this place. Putting on a smile and clasping his hands behind his back, Meng Qi stepped forward. Each of his steps landed on a fallen leaf, but they did not cause the slightest damage to the leaves or make them dirty.

After opening the door of the temple, they passed through a precinct full of bird droppings. Nangong Chong and Du Qing Qing followed behind Meng Qi and Sun Junlin to walk toward a hall with fire marks.

In a relaxed manner, Meng Qi stepped over the door sill and went into the hall. Thereafter, a man with rough-hewn features came into sight. He had gotten a heavy and stagnant aura that felt like a huge rock. Carrying a broadsword on his back, he looked majestic and strong.

Meng Qi and the man looked into each other's eyes. The man felt as though there was another world hidden inside the deep eyes of Meng Qi. Looking at the eyes that showed no emotions at all, the man immediately put himself on guard. After quite a while, he said, ”The Lanruo Temple is haunted, so it's better not to stay here.”

Meng Qi seemed to have known from the beginning that there were people in the hall. Without looking at the man anymore, he walked leisurely to another side of the hall and swung his sleeve to clean off an area. Then, he sat down and said, ”Since it's haunted, why do you stay here?”

”I'm here to eliminate the ghost,” said the man.

Nangong Chong took a glance at the man and brought Du Qing Qing to sit down beside Meng Qi. He whispered, ”Sister Qing, if I'm not mistaken, he is the Swordsman Yan Chixia.”

Du Qing Qing was startled when she heard the words. Immediately, she looked at the man from head to toe, and fixed her gaze on the broadsword for a long time. After she was done observing, she said to Nangong Chong sincerely, ”Brother Chong, you're so knowledgeable. You seem to know everything.”

”But I still don't know who this senior is...” Nangong Chong smiled wryly when he transmitted the secret message to her.

The sun was gradually setting. Just then, a series of stumbling footsteps came to their ears.

After a moment, they saw a handsome scholar carrying a box of books on his back.

”The Lanruo Temple is haunted, so it's better not to stay here,” Yan Chixia could not help darting a glance at Meng Qi again when he spoke.

Breathing heavily, the handsome scholar said, ”The sky… the sky is already dark. It's more dangerous to stay outside!”

”I'm… I'm Ning Caichen.”

With a whirring sound, a whirl of cold wind was blowing at them.