Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 514
Mr. Shui Jing, who came late, shook the stag in his hand, wobbled, and finally reached the main hall on the first floor, walked to a seat specially opened for him, and sat down slowly.

"Crack!" There was a startling sound, and the whole audience was silent.

Mr. Shui Jing opened his mouth slowly, still shaking his tail with his left hand, stroking his long gray beard with his left hand, his face with fine lines and horizontal lines was smiling, his eyes glanced at the people present, and when he landed in the Bai Zhi Ya Room on the second floor, the lines on his face Deepened a lot.

After taking a sip of the prepared tea, the lips and teeth are full of fluid, and the smile is even bigger, and the viewers are all like spring breeze.

There were no empty seats on the first and second floors, all of them stretched their necks, like toddlers waiting to be fed.

Mr. Shui Jing shook his black gauze hat three times, "I finished telling the story last time, and today I will tell you a different one."

"But it is said that this year is the beginning of autumn, and there is no worry in the sky..." The sentence of beginning of autumn brought the audience's thoughts back to what happened a month ago.

They live in Beijing without any worries, but if they don’t have enough, they will have relatives and friends. Even in Niujiao Village, the most serious village in Napu County, there are no relatives. Wipe away my tears.

But Mr. Shui Jing said, "I don't want to mention the tragedy of Pu County, and I don't want to mention your sad things. It hurts you to mention this matter, but it happened after the flood in Pu County, so there is a Say it."

But Daoyi still couldn't hold back and opened the bead curtain between Bai Zhi, she felt that this way she could see the outside better.

The second floor is a private room, with sparse curtains, so you can't see it clearly. Besides, people want to sit in the private room, but they don't want to be disturbed by others. Peeping is also a kind of rudeness.

Even though he grew up on the mountain, Daoyi understood this truth.

On weekdays, Ling Xuzi and the three of them lived in a room each, and there were pilgrims who went to and from the accommodation, and they also taught her to understand what privacy is, and what is the difference between men and women.

After sweeping around and finding no one of the same kind, Dao Yi set his sights on the main hall on the first floor.

The guests seated on the first floor are drinking the tea from Youjian and tasting the new snacks, not to mention how pleasant it is. With the unique charm of Mr. Shui Jing, even if there is hurt or pain in the heart, you can get lost for a while. Don't lose your demeanor and disturb other people's elegance.

Everyone and the people around them laughed silently.

Mr. Shui Jing stroked his long gray beard in satisfaction, "But he said that Pu County was full of mourners after the disaster. The local displaced people wanted their dead relatives to rest in peace, so they found a Taoist priest."

Taoist priest.

Dao Yi was glad that he didn't drink tea at this time, but it didn't feel any better, he swallowed a mouthful of water choked in his throat, and seeing Dao Yi lying on the door, he completely forgot that there was another person in the room.

On the contrary, because of the mention of Taoist priests, there is a lot of enthusiasm.

I wanted to remind you, but in the end I chose not to see it.

"That Taoist must be a man of high morals."

"How could it not be!"

"Think about the sufferings of so many people in Pu County, and only one Taoist was invited, and he was able to transcend so many people at the same time. One can imagine how high his Taoism is."

The audience began to fantasize about the Taoist's description.

"Crack!" Mr. Shui Jing knocked on the startle again, and there was no sound again for a while.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, he said slowly: "But I don't think that Taoist is a young man, hey~~~"

"Mr. Shui Jing, what happened to that Taoist?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

Mr. Shui Jing sighed, "That young Taoist turned out to be evil."

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped, "Could it be that he did something bad to others?"

"No, no, no."

…………

"I see!"

Mr. Shui Jing told the story in such a twists and turns, with thousands of twists and turns, that the listeners were moved by it, and it ended with the atmosphere of some people feeling disgusted in their hearts and some people's eyes shining with gold.

"Wang Siqing is really powerful. He has helped many people in the capital. He never thought of the capital. He is still the same Wang Siqing, and he can save a little Taoist priest. Da Zhou has such an official, it is really us luck."

Daoyi felt a kind of familiarity from the moment the corpse appeared, and then to the back, isn't that just her story.

The crime she committed last year was that she was misunderstood and took a fancy to the corpse.

Humph, how nasty!
Mr. Shui Jing spoke again, "It's a pity, such a Wang Siqing, God will not bless him."

Wiping away tears that didn't exist, without waiting for anyone to remind him, he said: "Perhaps because of saving that Taoist, he went to the prison and touched the corpse, Wang Siqing has been bewitched since then! "

"hiss!"

This makes them feel worse than a little Taoist priest turning bad, Wang Xuanzhi is a very good official.

Although he has only been in office for a few years, the things he does are all beneficial to others, and no one can have an accident.

"Ahem." The person who was 'poisoned' choked heavily.

"However, there is no such thing as a perfect road. Wang Siqing is a person blessed by the heavens. You know that the Taoist he saved casually, besides being able to look at corpses, he also knows other skills."

"What is it!"

"Little Taoists can catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. Now Dali Temple has confessed to little Taoists."

The audience roared with laughter, and then I knew that Mr. Shui Jing was talking about heavenly scriptures.

Dao Yi, who was leaning against the door, was extremely surprised, and turned his head to ask, "An Dao, how did Mr. Shui Jing arrange it, and you made me an offering?"

"Cough cough." What responded to her was continuous coughing, what nonsense is this person talking about.

The voices from downstairs continued to come one after another. For the first time in his life, Wang Xuanzhi regretted that he shouldn't have come to a teahouse today.

As Dao Yi looked back more and more times, relying on his life's cultivation, Wang Xuanzhi was able to sit as firmly as Mount Tai.However, the people upstairs and downstairs were restrained, but became more and more excited.

"An Dao, I was really embarrassed when I was in Pu County." Dao Yi was a little ashamed, and she only realized today that this man can't rub the sand in his eyes, and his muddy body made him feel very uncomfortable.

There was also a carriage that hadn't been cleaned along the way, no wonder Wang Xuanzhi was unwilling to get off along the way.

Wang Xuanzhi looked at her with no guilt at all, ".Since the matter is over, don't mention it again."

"I see. From now on, I will be the master of Dali Temple." Daoyi smiled happily, her brows and eyes crooked.

What a good minister.

At this time, Daoyi agreed with the audience's words very much.

Wang Xuanzhi: Maybe I really need to invite an expert to take a look, he is really bewitched.

"Yes, Si Qing!" Dao Yi responded with incomparable sincerity.

When Mr. Shui Jing finished telling this embarrassing story, he said again: "Today, I have a distinguished guest, so I will tell you one more thing."

He stroked his long beard, looked at Bai Zhijian, and smiled meaningfully, before continuing to tell a new story:
". But that said that although the general is dead, his soul still stays in the mansion, and people can often bump into him at night..."

(End of this chapter)