Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 249 The Taoist Temple opens the door 【Subscribe! 】

The shrine was as quiet as ever, and Zhang Qingyun entered the shrine after splitting out clone No. [-] to take care of Yang Yang.

With both eyes, he looked at the whisk in the hand of the patriarch for the first time.

In the shrine, there is only one statue, which is the statue of the Patriarch.The rest of the second-generation patriarchs and the third-generation patriarchs are just spiritual tablets placed on it, without statues.

There is a golden bowl in front of the statue, and there is also a golden bowl in front of the spiritual tablet.

These patriarchs each have a stick of incense in the morning and evening, and this stick of incense is not a stick, but a handful!
Therefore, incense candles cost a lot. Before Zhang Qingyun paid a single fee, most of them had to be spent on incense candles.

First, he offered incense respectfully, and after kowtowing, Zhang Qingyun did morning class in a regular manner.

Be patient, after finishing all this, Zhang Qingyun came to the statue of the Patriarch, and looked closely.The handle of the dust whisk in the hands of the patriarch has been blown apart, the horse mane on the dust whisk is sparse, and there are less than [-] hairs left
This dust whisk is already very worn out, and it is rumored that it is a magic weapon in the hands of the patriarch.

Before, Zhang Qingyun had never thought of anything like a magic weapon, no matter how many times he had seen it, he never thought that it was a magic weapon.

Now Zhang Qingyun still has some doubts, is this the magic weapon?
Don't bully people, Pindao has a magic weapon in his hand, and Pindao has seen the magic weapon!
"There is no trace of magic weapon. And it is so broken. Is it really a magic weapon?"

Zhang Qingyun was puzzled and continued without interruption. After repeated confirmation, he still had some doubts.

"Master Patriarch, this disciple has offended me, and I'm looking down on your magic weapon."

The Yin God infiltrated into Fuchen, Zhang Qingyun then silently withdrew the Yin God, walked out of the hall, and said angrily: "Bastard, that old guy is really not a good thing, what the hell is a magic weapon, it's just rotten wood. A few horse manes"

Qingyun Temple has only been inherited for a total of more than a hundred years. Can such a small Taoist temple have a magic weapon?
"Poverty is also mentally handicapped, can you believe such words?"

Laughing at himself, Zhang Qingyun sat cross-legged on the futon: "Longhushan, an ancestral family that has been passed down for more than 1000 years, does not have a magic weapon. Otherwise, how could Zhang Daoyi be an ordinary person before?"

"Sun Buddy, that old bastard, really didn't have any good intentions!"

The corners of Zhang Qingyun's mouth twitched: "You are still young, and you were deceived by this old fox. I will give you a return gift tonight to make you happy."

Poor Dao has never suffered a disadvantage, and you must be satisfied in return.

In front of a kindergarten, a teacher came out carrying a bucket: "What you want."

The female teacher was very puzzled. When these two people came to the kindergarten, they thought they were the parents of some child, but they didn't want to open their mouths to ask for the child's urine.
Moreover, these two people came over with a bucket, and said that in the afternoon, they must have half a bucket.

500 yuan for half a barrel!

There are only about [-] children in the kindergarten, and they can't save half a bucket in a day.

The kindergarten teacher had a lot of doubts in his heart. The devil city doesn't grow vegetables or land. Why do these two people want this thing?
Looking down, there was only one-third of the barrel, and Sun Yunlai frowned: "Didn't you agree to half a barrel, why is it so small?"

“Kids have done their best”

The kindergarten teacher was a little helpless and encouraged the children to drink more water. She even paid for a big watermelon and a big pear for each child. These are diuretics
How much water can a three- or four-year-old child have?
Several times, the female preschool teacher wanted to make up the points by herself, but was afraid of being seen out.

"Forget it. This is almost enough."

Sun Butong didn't care: "Just give me less money."

The female preschool teacher frowned: "Didn't you agree on five hundred?"

Sun Yunlai took out 300 yuan, and the preschool teacher was very unhappy: "If you give me less money, I will pour out the urine."

Sun Tong blew on his beard, and it was all over. If these boys pee were poured out, where to look for them again: "Yun Lai, give me the money"

Sun Yun came to give the money, and the preschool teacher turned around and left. Sun Butong called her: "Girl, there is only a little boy's urine in here."

The female preschool teacher was stunned, didn't she agree to ask for the children's urine?

Children include boys and girls
Rolling her eyes, the female preschool teacher smiled and said, "In our kindergarten, there are only little boys and no little girls. If you want little girls, tell me earlier."

"No good!"

Sun differently stroked his beard and smiled, and walked away side by side with Sun Yunlai: "A boy's urine can only be from a boy. Boys are born with positive yang, so they can kill ghosts. Little girls are virgins, and they are born with yin. If a man and a woman mix together, it is a fusion of yin and yang." , this half bucket of boy urine is useless."

Sun Yunlai has been taught, and said with a smile: "The master is smart, he can think of kindergarten, and the disciples didn't think of this. At first, the disciple thought, find a school, guard in front of the school, let the students pee, ten yuan a time"

"no."

After waving his hand, Sun Butong said, "It's still 100% children in the kindergarten, just like your kid, who broke his body at the age of 14 and became a father at the age of 15. Primary and secondary schools are not safe."

"Master, let's go and wait there. We can arrange it while we still have time."

Sun Butong frowned: "Our methods are all banned, we can only rely on this half bucket of Yanggen water."

"Let's go to Qingyun Temple and knock on his door at midnight. This bastard has humiliated the old man today, and the old man asked him to open his eyes."

In the afternoon, taking back the three soul clones, Zhang Qingyun looked up at the sky.In the air, the law of wood stretching across the east has shrunk countless times, and now it is about ten feet: "It's a little faster than I imagined. If there is no accident, it will be almost the same the day after tomorrow."

"what?"

When his eyes swept across the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun sneered: "You still dare to come?"

"Tsk tsk. Are you really ready?"

With just one glance, Zhang Qingyun saw that there was something wrong with the boy's urine in the green plastic bucket: "The yin and yang are mixed, and it has been invalidated. These two foolish people don't even know they were cheated."

"Want to kill ghosts here?"

Obviously these two people have other ideas: "Want to trick me?"

"Then play with you."

Stand up, step out, and enter the cathedral purgatory formation.

In the big formation, the Yin Qi was rolling, the evil Qi was steaming, and the resentment was soaring: "After more than two years of accumulation, the evil Qi and resentment here, as well as the Yin Qi, have become so strong?"

In the center of the formation, an evil ghost that had solidified its ghost body and was about to evolve into a fierce ghost opened its scarlet eyes.

Zhang Qingyun pinched his hand, took out a talisman paper and lit it, a yellow spot of light landed between the evil spirit's eyebrows.

Afterwards, Zhang Qingyun walked out of the formation and sat cross-legged on the futon.

In the blink of an eye, it was night, and after Zhang Qingyun had dinner, he saw in front of the Taoist temple, Sun Dongtong, his master and apprentice, slurping and eating instant noodles.

"Hey, it's a good day, but I have to find guilt."

Afterwards, Zhang Qingyun began to comprehend the law of wood, and at midnight, someone knocked on the door of the Taoist temple.

"Want to hell with me and scare me?"

When Zhang Qingyun changed his mind, he understood the intention of the master and apprentice.

Standing up, Zhang Qingyun walked to the gate and opened the gate of the Taoist temple: "You two, you dare to come here, you lied to me so hard, the dust whisk in the hands of the patriarch, what kind of magic weapon is it, it is completely about to decay broken whisk."

"It shouldn't be."

Sun Butong was a little puzzled: "The wind and fire whisk left by the patriarch, once cast a spell, can kill demons, as a magic weapon, how could it become rotten and tattered?"

"You won't lie to me, or do you have another purpose?"

Sun Budong shook his head: "The old man definitely didn't lie to you. Fenghuo Fuchen only went out of the Taoist temple once, and he followed your ancestor Buchong Daoist to the battlefield, and later Buchong Daoist became immortal. Fenghuo Fuchen was taken by Ma Yunshan in the northwest, Baiyun Temple Ma Zhenren sent back to Qingyun Temple, could it be that he was transferred?"

Changeling?

Wealth touches people's hearts, let alone a magic weapon, it is really possible.

Ma Yunshan Ma Zhenren Zhang Qingyun remembered.

Have a chance to check it out.

How could the patriarch's magic weapon fall into the hands of others?

"master."

Sun Yunlai whispered, "Two evil spirits are here."

On the street, two remnant souls drifted towards them.

Zhang Qingyun sneered endlessly in his heart: "This is a remnant soul, with a little more evil spirit, even a wandering soul is not considered a ghost, how can it be a ghost?"

Sure enough, these two things deliberately chose this place to kill ghosts, and even knocked on the door of Qingyun Temple.

The purpose is definitely to scare him!

Even, kill him!
"Headmaster."

Sun Yunlai tightly held the bucket in his hand, and turned to look at Zhang Qingyun: "Did you see those two evil spirits? Oh, you can't see it because of a mortal body, master, help the head teacher to open the eyes of the sky, the head teacher It should be taught what it looks like if you have never seen a ghost. Isn’t it a joke for a monk who has never seen a ghost?”

never seen it?
Pindao is raising ghosts!
"It's easy to open the eyes of the sky. The head teacher only needs to wipe the eyes with yang root water, and you can see."

"Teacher, I have Yang Root Water here."

As soon as the master and apprentice sang together, Zhang Qingyun directly closed the door of the Taoist temple: "You guys play, don't try to trick me."

In front of the gate of the Taoist temple, Sun Budong and his master and apprentice looked at each other in blank dismay: "Is it too direct, he is afraid?"

"master."

Sun Yunlai held the bucket and looked at the remnant souls floating over: "They are approaching!"

Holding the bucket tightly in his hand, when the two remnants approached, Sun Yunlai directly poured it on.

In an instant, one-third of the boy's urine in the big bucket was splashed on the two remnant souls.

"Destroy it!"

Sun Yunlai sneered, pestering us?

We are professional exterminators!
However, the expected white mist evaporated, the ghost turned into ashes and did not appear, and the two remnants continued to float over, stretching their sharp claws at the two of them: "Take your life!"

Sun Tong's eyelids twitched: "The old man must have been deceived by that bitch woman if he wanted to curse someone! The boy's urine must be mixed with negative urine, maybe there is also that bitch woman's, now the yin and yang are blended, and it is invalid!"

Shame on fakes!
This is killing people!
Sun Butong was filled with resentment.

"Run!"

Sun Tong didn't care about his injuries, so he ran away.

Sun Yunlai grabbed him and said, "Master, I think it's better to knock on the door."

Sun Yunlai didn't wait for Sun Butong to respond, and knocked on the door desperately: "Master, open the door, and someone will die!"

The Taoist temple is safe, at this time Sun Yunlai just wants to save his life.

Evil ghosts haunt you, wherever you go, you will be haunted.

The Taoist temple is dedicated to the patriarch, and ghosts will not easily enter it. This is a safe place.Here, it is safer than anywhere.

"squeak"

The gate of the Taoist temple was opened, and Sun Yunlai was a little surprised: "The door opened so soon?"

However, as soon as he raised his head, Sun Yunlai directly pissed on Zhang Qingyun standing in front of the Taoist temple.

The devil opens the door!
Or open the door from the inside of the Taoist temple!

　Kowtow to everyone!Give a recommendation ticket, give a monthly ticket!
　　kowtow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)