Chapter 16 Fox dead head mound
When people were panicking, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"Fellow daoist, you have great means, and I admire the poor! It's just that this muddy wooden fool has already been killed, why don't you stop here?"

That old voice, like a sea-fixing needle, suppressed the restlessness in the room.

Everyone followed the sound, only to realize that the person who spoke was the mysterious old man invited by County Captain Qiao.

"Fellow daoists guard their lives for the first time, only to kill fox spirits with their swords, and the poor daoist admires them so much! Now that fellow daoists open their mouths, this is the end of today's matter! After a hundred years, fellow daoists can come to me to have a drink and have fun!"

Xuanyun Daotong raised his head slightly and extended an invitation.

"It's an honor, and I will go there with joy!"

Yan Zhen experienced hand over.

As the sound fell, Xuanyun Daotong raised his sword back to its sheath, the three-foot long sword quietly without a front.

At the same time, County Captain Qiao, who was covering his head and howling, stopped abruptly as the sword returned to its sheath.

He got up with a look of horror, and desperately touched his head with both hands as if seeking proof, and he was relieved when he found that his head was intact.

"Thank you Taoist priest for saving your life!"

Qiao Xianwei bowed to the old Taoist Yanzhen with lingering fear on his face, and subconsciously glanced at Taoist Xuanyun in the hall.

At this time, Xuanyun Daotong seemed to be waking up from a dream, gesticulating with a blank face, as if he wanted to draw out the disappearing fairy sword from the void again.

Seeing that action, Qiao Xianwei was terrified and frightened.

He was really scared.

Everything that happened just now is in his memory.

He only felt that when the fairy sword came to cut through the void, his head suddenly fell off.

Fear filled his heart in an instant.

He is like a heart covered in lard, and like a drowning man, he only knows how to struggle desperately, looking for his head, and throws all rationality behind him.

"Lord County Captain is serious, Patriarch Fuluan just killed your stupidity, how can you save your life?"

Mo Chuan, who had returned to Yanzhen's body, said seriously.

——The conversation between Xuanyun Daotong and Yanzhen Laodao just now was just his self-acting and self-directing of one soul controlling two bodies!
"Ah? This, this..."

Qiao County Lieutenant was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to realize, with a dazed look on his face:
"Thanks to the Taoist priest for reminding me, the lower officials only now feel that their minds are quick and their vision is as clear as a mirror! It seems that I misunderstood Patriarch Fuluan!"

"The misunderstanding is cleared up, and Pindao's body is weak, so let's leave first."

Qiao County Captain dared not let Mo Chuan leave, he hurriedly said, "I'll send the Taoist priest off."

With that said, he trotted over quickly, supported Mo Chuan, got up and left.

When he walked into the hall, County Captain Qiao looked at Xuanyun Daotong who seemed to be still immersed in the mystery of Jiangji, and couldn't help trembling all over, he didn't even dare to look directly at Daotong.

He had no choice but to pretend to support Mo Chuan, and left the lobby under the complicated eyes of everyone.

When Captain Qiao left, the rest of the officials, large and small, also dispersed.

The Jianghu scattered people couldn't sit still, and they were even more afraid that Fuluan would settle accounts after watching the autumn. They rushed out in a crowd like burning their buttocks.

For a while, there were only a few people left in the huge hall.

"Master Fuluan, I offended you so much just now, please forgive me!"

The master of Tianling Temple did not leave.

He walked up to Fuluan old Taoist with a complicated expression, and bowed in apology.

"It's okay! It's inevitable for children to lie and have doubts!"

The old Taoist Fuluan caressed his beard, and replied with a big voice: "Xuanyun, why don't you come and see the Lord of the Heavenly Spirit?"

"Yes, Master."

Xuanyun Daotong responded, and walked over with some unsatisfactory intentions, bowed and said, "Ling Xiaozi, I have seen the master of Tianling Temple!"

Ling Xiaozi is exactly Xuan Yun's dao name.

As for "Xuanyun", it is his Taoist name, only the master can call it.

Of course, he also has a lay name.

However, the name of this layman disappeared after he set foot on Fuluan Temple.

The master of Tianling Temple looked at the immature Taoist boy in front of him, who was so powerful just a moment ago, his face was full of complex envy, and he was even more emotional:
"Fuluan's attainment of Lingxiao is like ascending to the Lingxiao Palace!"

"Hahaha……"

Old Taoist Fuluan couldn't help laughing: "Fellow Taoist, it's all thanks to the protection of the patriarch!"

In addition to the master of Tianling Temple, the master of a Buddhist temple near Qingshui County also approached Daoxi.

This is not so much broad-minded;

Rather, after this battle, the rise of Fuluan Temple will be inevitable!
At this time, if you don't take the opportunity to ease the conflict, it will be difficult to ease it when Fuluan Temple becomes bigger.

that's the truth.

In the early morning of the next day, County Captain Qiao took his family members to visit Fuluan Taoist temple on a mountain hike.

Later, the women's relatives were invited to visit the Fuluan Taoist priest to bless them, and they made donations in private. No one knows the exact number.

As soon as this incident happened, officials of all sizes from Qingshui County were immediately attracted to visit.

For a time, there were countless donors.

The mountain road in Fuluan Temple, which has been in disrepair for a long time, has been trampled as bright as new, and the incense burner in the hall is full of smoke.

From a distance, it looks like a fairyland in a fairyland, with amiable clouds and purple air.

At the same time, the matter of Fuluan asking the immortal to descend the ji, also spread out as the three religions and nine streams left.

In addition, in order to express himself, the narrator inevitably added oil and vinegar, so several versions were derived.

However, no matter which version it is, there is no way to avoid the fact that "Fu Luan Temple invites the immortal to descend the shaman, and borrows the sword of heaven and earth to kill the county Wei Muyu with the sword".

In some large-scale rumors, there were even rumors that the county magistrate of Qin was killed by the ancestor Fuluan Guan.

This is to punish corrupt officials on behalf of heaven!

County Captain Qiao let him go because he was not the chief villain.

In short, no matter which version it is, so many people swear by it and saw it with their own eyes, which makes people have to believe it.

This adds a layer of halo to Fuluan Temple, and also buryes the hearts of the people for great prosperity.

……

Besides, after Mo Chuan left, Captain Qiao couldn't stop asking about Master Fuluan's situation.

Mo Chuan was ambiguous and raised a few words, Qiao Xianwei was thoughtful when he heard the words.

There was a visit the next day.

After mentioning county lieutenant Qiao, Mo Chuan said goodbye and left.

To put it bluntly, there is not much time left to stay on the barren mountain, and now I am going down the mountain. Before returning to Daoshan, I just want to see the fireworks in the world, and go back to the teacher to plead guilty.

County Captain Qiao failed to persuade him to stay, so he immediately sent someone to find a delivery bodyguard team to escort Mo Chuan.

"Master, where is this going?"

Luo Feibai, the escort leader nicknamed Huayin Flying Tiger, clasped his hands together and asked.

This is a black-faced man about forty years old, with a fierce look and a strong back.

"Xishan City Cloud Pole View!"

"Ah, Lord Dao, this is not close."

"Go slowly, you will always arrive."

Mo Chuan had a sad look on his face.

This Yunji Temple is exactly the master of Yanzhen's old way, about three hundred miles away from Qingshui County.

Speaking of which, people's thoughts really change three times a day.

Originally, he just wanted to kill this mutilated body in Qingshui County, but after witnessing Fuluan's master and apprentice, he suddenly remembered what Yanzhen said before his death.

Sighing in his heart, he simply decided to send the old Taoist Yanzhen back to the teacher's school, and it was not in vain for him to borrow his body.

"The five liang of silver is regarded as the fare, layman, keep it well."

As Mo Chuan said, he paid the fare in advance.

"Master Dao, aren't you making me wait!"

Luo Feibai was rather terrified when he saw this, this Daoist was the county captain's guest, how could he dare to charge more money?

"Let's listen to Pindao's words, Layman. The poor man's life will not be long. If the corpse is on the car, I hope the layman will send the pindao's slough back to the mountain gate." Mo Chuan said.

When Luo Feibai heard this, he no longer declined.

The next day, when Captain Qiaoxian and his family visited Fuluan Temple, Huayin Flying Tiger Luo Feibai also led the bodyguard team out of Qingshui to the west mountain.

This dart trip was very big, there were three carts full of goods, besides, it was Mo Chuan's carriage.

Speaking of which, the Escort escorted Mo Chuan smoothly.

Its ultimate goal is not Xishan City, but Changlan City!
However, Changlan City is not far from Xishan City, so it doesn't matter if you walk for a day or two.

(End of this chapter)

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