Ning Caichen's eyes were attracted by the painting in front of him, which was a picture of a beautiful woman washing her hair. The most important thing was that the woman in the painting was eighty or ninety-nine points to Nie Xiaoqian, which made him think about buying it.

"Oh, this young master, your taste is really high, please give me a price."

Seeing that business came to the door, Ning Caichen looked at her dress. Although she was wearing a Confucian shirt, she wore a silver and gold ribbon on her waist, and she felt a sense of nobleness and elegance all over her body. The knowledgeable boss didn't know that business came to the door. Her originally drowsy expression immediately made a 180-degree turn and greeted her with a smile.

The boss is a literati who looks in his forties. He has a fan inserted into the back of his neck and a plaster on the right temple. He has a mustache, his face is a bit long and his eyes are squinting. With this smile, his eyes are almost narrowed into a line, which always gives people a feeling of being stingy. I am afraid that if it is a girl's house, he may not be scared away by this guy.

"What price do you give?"

Retracting the sight from the painting, Ning Caichen asked the boss.

"These...two silver coins." The boss pondered for a moment and quoted a price.

"One silver coin." Ning Caichen bargained.

"This is not possible. A silver coin is too low. You are also a person who knows the goods. Although this painting is not made by everyone, it is definitely a fine product. A silver coin is too cheap." The boss only felt sour. This guy bargained too hard. He cut it half at once, which made him feel heartbroken.

"A silver coin." Ning Caichen stood up with a firm finger.

"One and a half silver coin." The boss gritted his teeth and made a concession.

"Then forget it."

Ning Caichen turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, no! No! No, the young master stays, the price is easy to discuss, one silver coin is only one silver coin." Seeing Ning Caichen was about to leave, the boss was anxious. Finally, a big customer came. He didn't want to let the other party leave like this: "A silver coin, just follow what the young master said."

"Haha, you should have given this price."

Ning Caichen smiled and finally bought it with a silver coin. Then he led the white horse around the street, bought some things, and finally walked towards Lanruo Temple.

"Brother Yan!"

Entering a yard of Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen called Yan Chixia.

"Why are you back? Are you leaving?"

The windows of the pavilion were opened. Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen and frowned. When she saw Ning Caichen leave in the morning, he thought Ning Caichen was about to leave.

"I went to the city to buy something, come and talked while eating."

Ning Caichen smiled and took off the things on the horse's back. This was the meat and vegetables I bought in the restaurant. Then he untied the last two pots of wine and threw one to Yan Chixia by the window. This was what he brought when he came out of Chen County. He brought a total of more than a dozen pots, but now only two pots are left.

“Good wine.”

Yan Chixia is also a wine lover. She took the wine pot and asked about the smell of the wine. She took a sip and exclaimed.

Of course it is a good wine. Ning Caichen said in his heart that he had drunk the original wine in this world and it was difficult to eat. It had a sour taste. It may be the final problem to deal with. Naturally, it cannot be compared with what Ning Caichen made. He tied the reins of the horse on a tree outside the yard and walked to the attic with his things.

Although I had a meal at a restaurant in Chenxian County in the morning, it was already noon now, and those who practice martial arts have a high demand for food, so there is no situation where I can't eat it.

"Come on, Brother Yan, have a drink."

"Dry."

After taking a sip, Yan Chixia grabbed another piece of beef and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You saw that female ghost last night." Yan Chixia asked after taking a bite.

"Well, I saw it, Nie Xiaoqian."

"You didn't take action?" Yan Chixia stared at Ning Caichen.

"Why do you have to take action?" Ning Caichen asked back.

"She is a ghost." Yan Chixia reminded, looking straight at Ning Caichen, as if she wanted to see through what Ning Caichen thought.

"This is just an identity." Ning Caichen took a sip of wine and said, "She is a ghost, but it's not my reason to take action."

"Ghosts can harm people." Yan Chixia reminded him that he was worried about whether Ning Caichen was confused by the female ghost.

"Can't people harm people?" Ning Caichen said: "Sometimes people harm people are more terrible than ghosts. Didn't Brother Yan avoid the secular world and be willing to stay in Lanruo Temple for this? Whether it is ghosts or people, there are good or bad people. People can be good or bad, and ghosts can be good or bad. People are evil and have to be killed, but what about ghosts? Do they have to be killed regardless of good or bad, just because they are ghosts?"

Yan Chixia was silent, and Ning Caichen's words touched him. He had never thought about this issue carefully before, thinking that as long as he was a monster or a ghost, he was not a good thing.

"Although Xiaoqian harms people, she is also forced by the old tree demon, and she can't help it. And really, she has never killed anyone, and it's all the old monsters who are killed. Even if she wants to kill, she should have killed the tree demon."

"This time, I want to rescue Xiaoqian."

After pausing, Ning Caichen said another sentence, Yan Chixia raised her eyes. She looked at Ning Caichen for a long time and didn't say anything. Ning Caichen didn't explain anything. He said this just to give Yan Chixia a shot, because Yan Chixia has a strong concept of human-ghost distinction. He was worried that when he finally dealt with the tree demon, this guy would take action and even Nie Xiaoqian would deal with it together.

"You have thought about it, humans and ghosts have different paths." Yan Chixia reminded.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, but I believe more about my true heart. What the heart points to is the way I want to go."

Yan Chixia was silent. He wanted to advise Ning Caichen that humans and ghosts had different paths, and it was difficult to have a good ending together, but he couldn't say it when he was talking.

"Last night when I was with Xiaoqian, I always felt like a pair of eyes were watching in the dark. I suspected that it was the old monster. Maybe he heard what Xiaoqian and I said, and he might have attacked me tonight."

“How do I do it.”

"The old demon may not be able to sit still. Xiaoqian should come to find me tonight. Maybe the old demon is back too. You find a place to hide it. When the old demon shows up, we will do it."

"good."

Yan Chixia responded, very straightforward.

................

At night, the sound of wind and rain kept raining. It was raining, and dripping from the sky. The rain on the roof gathered into a stream of water and flowed down from the eaves. The sky was completely dark. In the attic, Ning Caichen lit an oil lamp and his eyes were on the scroll spread out on the table. It was the picture I bought during the day.

"Dongdong...Dongdong..."

It was probably midnight when the rain stopped and a knock on the door suddenly sounded downstairs.
Chapter completed!