Suddenly, Su Qian felt a tightness in his hand again. Xiao Qian's strength was even greater than Hong Xue's before. Her grip on his wrist was so painful that it made him wince. How can women in ancient times have such immense strength...

Indeed, Xiao Qian is no ordinary woman, she is a ghost.

"Little Qian, is that you?" Su Qian frowned slightly, motioning for Xiao Qian to let go.

"You, you, you..."

Without waiting for Su Qian to finish speaking, Xiao Qian was startled and immediately let go of her hand, taking a few steps back.

Su Qian was puzzled, thinking that she had been exposed as a cross-dressing boss. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Qian's face clouded with suspicion, "You feel warm."

"Hmm?"

"You're not dead? You're alive?"

Su Qian shook his head, indicating that he was not aware of the situation either. He also wanted to know what exactly was going on.

Seeing that Su Qian didn't seem like a dishonest person, Xiao Qian pointed ahead at the Lanruo Temple and asked, "Do you happen to know a Taoist priest named Yan who has come to the temple?"

Su Qian heard from Hong Xue at the beginning that a Taoist had arrived at Lanruo Temple. In the story "Nie Xiaoqian" from "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio," there is indeed a swordsman named Yan in the Yanqingxia family, but he is not a Taoist. However, in the stage and film adaptations, he has been changed into a Taoist.

Su Qian said sincerely, "I don't know. I was blown here by a strong gust of wind in front of the main hall. I don't even know if I'm a human or a ghost. As for that Yan Taoist that Xiao Qian mentioned, I have never seen him before."

Xiao Qian said, "So, do you dare to go into the temple and see that Taoist Yanzhang?"

Although Yan Chixia is not a Taoist, he is a swordsman who possesses the ability to both vanquish demons and exorcise spirits.

Su Qian nodded and walked towards the Lanruo Temple. Since Xiao Qian had said that he was not a ghost, if he entered the temple and let Yan Chixia have a look, then he would know what he was now.

"Sister, wait a moment." Xiao Qian looked at Su Qian with a somewhat hesitant expression, tugging at the hem of his clothes, indicating for him to stop.

"Here, this is for you," Xiao Qian said as she pulled out a dazzling golden cigarette case, about the size of a box, from who knows where.

Su Qian was momentarily stunned. Although the gold that Xiao Qian had produced was shiny, it would turn into stone the next day. Could it be that she was trying to deceive him?

Xiao Qian choked up and said, "Sister, this is true. If you happen to encounter Master Yan, please give this item to him as a favor. You haven't taken any lives, so plead with him to spare you and help you be reborn sooner. If he softens his heart, he won't take you in..."

"Thank you so much." Su Qian sighed in his heart at how kind this female ghost was, and politely declined: "If I were a human, the Taoist Yan who exorcises demons and ghosts wouldn't harm me; if I were a ghost, since Yan is a Taoist, if he has a kind heart, he wouldn't accept this gold. Sister, you should keep it."

"Hehe." Xiaoxian chuckled through her tears and said, "Well then, if that's the case, I'll keep this Golden Sister with me until tomorrow when I can meet my sister. Tomorrow night at this time, I will come to find my sister."

Without waiting for Su Qian to express his gratitude, Xiao Qian disappeared just as she had come.

Su Qian once again looked at the three large characters "Lanruo Temple" on the plaque. He politely knocked on the door several times and, after a while, there was no response from inside. He then pushed the door open directly.

"Squeak..."

The dilapidated temple gate, with a gentle push, trembled several times, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

After entering the temple, Su Qian noticed that it was filled with dust all around, clearly indicating that it was an abandoned temple long neglected without any signs of activity.

Su Qian thought for a moment, took out a broom from the corner, and prepared to clean the temple. In doing so, if Yan Daxia were to return, he might win a slight favor from him.

The main hall was not very spacious, and the dust on the floor was quickly swept clean. Only two doors, one facing south and the other facing north, remained open inside. According to the book, when Yan Chixia arrived at Lanruo Temple, he would stay in the southern part of the temple.

"Yan Daxia?" Su Qian called out softly towards the south-facing gate, but only empty echoes reverberated through the deserted grand hall. Although it sounded somewhat eerie, Su Qian, who had already encountered two female ghosts, did not feel afraid.

He was just frustrated by the lack of response. It seems that the renowned hero Yan Dashuai has gone out to catch ghosts and monsters.

Su Qian did not give up hope. Afraid that Yan Daxia might have already fallen asleep, he gently knocked on the door.

"Squeak…"

With a single knock, the door opened.

By the light of the moon, Su Qian saw a man lying on the piled straw on the ground. He was casually dressed and had a rugged appearance, as if he was asleep. There was a long sword placed on his chest, with the hilt held in his hand. The sword was intricately patterned, emitting a cold gleam, and exuded a majestic aura.

【Ding!】

A sharp and piercing mechanical sound resounded.

"Who?" Su Qian glanced at the man still lying on the ground, confirming that it was his own voice and not the man on the ground who had spoken.

A remorseful electronic voice came through Su Qian's ears: [Apologies, Host. I am System No. 001 of the Transmigration System. We encountered a minor issue during transmission.]

Su Qian had long confirmed that he had crossed over. As a student majoring in folklore, he had naturally read a lot of transmigration novels. According to the conventions in these novels, most transmigrators would be bound to a system and complete missions before returning to their original world.

Su Qian didn't mind the tardiness of the system too much. Fortunately, there was still a system in place, with its own set of rules. If he could activate a cheat, and use it at crucial moments to provide assistance, he wouldn't have to fight alone. Calmly, Su Qian asked, "What's next?"

The system seemed to be pondering, after a long silence, it responded again, "The host has transmigrated into the novel 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio'."

Su Qian was a little helpless with this kind of back-and-forth, but still politely asked, "And then?"

The host now goes to that person on the ground.