Chapter 270 Pearlescent Corridor, Book Ghost in the Pavilion

Obviously it is an underground cave, but the air does not seem turbid, and there is even a trace of fragrance in the distance.

Lights on both sides of the ladder on both sides of the ladder, and the uneven rock walls on both sides are inlaid with all kinds of pearl agate, jade coral,

And under the shining of the long lights on both sides, these precious jade are shining with beating light and shadow waves.

Gently rippling the colorful, it is as if you are on the bottom of the sea.

"According to legend, there are people outside the South China Sea. Water lives like fish, without weaving, and its eyes are crying. ah."

Raising his hand and pointing at this colorful shadow, the most manifestation of the light and shadow, with a sense of emotion in his mouth,

"[[South China Sea Tattoo Bad], I remember this thing is a rare thing in Wuzhou?"

Zhao Anchao, who was walking in front of him, heard his words back, and he was not annoyed. The eyes on his face were almost invisible, but the tone outside the words,

"Oh, it is some small things that can be illuminated. There is nothing to look good, it's worthless, not worthy."

Very bad!

At a white glance, Zhao Anchao,

"Then these a few of them are given to the poor monks, and when the poor monk's Jinye is just missing a few."

"Hi, Xiaotan Ran, you are not right. How can you be confused by these foreign objects at a young age? Do you understand the truth of the funeral of the game? Go away, let's go to the real treasure."

Seems to be afraid of Shi Ran who remembered the treasure house corridor that he had dressed carefully.

Even on the rock wall, the murals that recorded their glorious history were too lazy to introduce,

"These small gadgets were copied by a family who was copied as an official. It was really not my stingy, mainly because it was a set here. It was not complete when it was missing."

The two finally passed through this jade promenade,

Look up,

I saw an object like a hill lying quietly in the distance,

"Huh ~ suck ~"

The hills seem to be alive, and there is a sound of wind and thunder in the breathing.

Ao head, turtle back, snake tail,

"Xuanwu?"

"Haha, look like it?"

He raised his eyebrows proudly, and Zhao Anchao led his relief to continue towards the place where Naoma was.

This is the closer to Shi Ran to see it completely,

The guy who looks like basalt was created with various precious materials such as Xuan Tong, Golden Essence, Yin Miao, Ancient Wood, and Demon Bone.

The scales on the top are engraved with various runes and laws.

"Hey, Xuanwu Treasure, this is created by the power of my Wuzhou Tianwei Guard. Okay, hurry up and take out your white tiger order."

Although the name is called Xuanwu Treasury, but just looking at the big guy's appearance, you know that this stuff is definitely not just a treasure house.

"Is one of the heritage of the patrol guard?"

I glanced at Zhao Anchao, who smiled deeply, and the white tiger order of Shi Ran turned around in the palm of the palm.

"Well? The power of the luck inside consumes light? Oh, also, after all, the two guys you have previously been on are not easy to mess with."

"Click ~"

At this time, the head suddenly opened, revealing a mysterious copper door in its throat,

A inexplicable fluctuations rippled from the two heads on the copper door, and then opened slowly,

"Go ~"

Take Shi Ran's diameter and go straight near the copper door, then turn around the corner, and finally come to an antique attic,

"This is the Xuanwu Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is not only the true book of my heavenly patrol, but also the large albums collected by the heaven patrolling the mountains and the temple sealing altar.

Of course, those who can be placed here must be tested, and some of the weird stuff you want must not have. "

After seeing Shi Ran's eyes, Zhao Anchao quickly explained his eyes after hearing a few words in the broken temple of Paoshan.

"Okay, there are some other ways to do, Buddha, left and other large schools, just go in for yourself, I am waiting for you here."

"Huh? Old Zhao Tou, don't you go in?"

"If you don't go, I will have a headache for those big sutras. Rest assured, someone will introduce it to you."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Anchao quickly pushed the release of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Is there someone in it? What do you mean?"

After getting started, Shu Xiang was fragrant, but when I saw it clearly, there was a sudden displeased sound in the ear.

"Who are you? What about Zhao?"

Look at the place where the sound comes,

I saw a small figure squatting in the pillars above, holding the scriptures in my hand, full of displeased face,

"According to legend, the monarchy is often strange. His body is like a dog, his head is like a cricket, and his head is like a life.

"I said that old Zhao Tou'er was so relieved that I came in here alone. It turned out that there was a head book and ghost here."

Although this book ghost is not strong in the perception, but knowing what the book ghosts are, the release of it is not dare to use it.

Just because the book ghost has its own different look, the mark left by the person who can urge the recording of the real book in a moment.

If it is a bad luck, what happens to meet the true traces left by a big man, or if it is an indescribable pollution, it is really called every day, and it is not spiritual.

"The poor monk patrols the heavenly guard Baihu general, and has seen the predecessor of the ghost."

"Hook Hook ~"

Suddenly a strange tremor sounded,

The next moment, the short figure suddenly appeared in front of Shi Ran.

The drooping skin and flesh kept shaking, and the pair of creepy owl eyes were full of excitement.

"What a weird idea, what a fragrant text, what a beautiful person."

"Is this guy a psychopath?"

Slightly taking a step back, Shi Ran continued,

"Today, I will go to the pavilion to ask for three true scriptures. Please help me, senior."

But the book ghost didn't seem to hear Shi Ran's words at all, but took another step forward.

"I saw the monk holding the sword, I saw the Arhat lowering his eyebrows and shedding tears, I saw, huh? That is? He saw me!"

The voice suddenly became shrill and terrified,

"Pah~"

Suddenly, the book ghost's pair of creepy owl eyes suddenly exploded,

"Ah~"

A painful wail like a puppy came out of his mouth,

The next moment, the book ghost used all four legs and quickly climbed back to the back of the citron.

"Senior, are you okay?"

Bewildered by the sudden scene of the book ghost, Shi Ran walked towards the place where the citron wood was curiously,

"No, no, don't come over, little monk, you can do whatever you want, you can look at the big volume of the true scriptures here, if you have any doubts, just ask loudly, I will answer here."

The tone was panicked,

the book ghost seemed to be afraid that Shi Ran would get close, and repeatedly pointed at the full bookshelf below and urged,

"By the way, I have to say one more thing, that is, it is not advisable to read too many true scriptures, be careful not to be polluted by the words in the true scriptures."

"Thank you for your warning, I know."

Seeing that the book ghost was unwilling to talk to him, Shi Ran was too lazy to stick his face to the cold butt, and turned directly towards the rows of bookshelves.