Guizhen

Chapter 423
Small Taoist temple?Is it reliable?Song Han looked suspicious.Fang Ying chuckled, "Ah Han, there is no need to worry, the Taoist temple is full of trustworthy people."

To be exact, Fang Ying could trust her.Song Han thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's good to go and have a rest and drink some water." Turning his head to look at the ruined Thirteenth Palace of Ghost Court, he let out a long sigh.

Fang Ying comforted in a warm voice, "If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. New enmity and old favor will be added, and I will definitely ask Lu Wu to get it back in the future."

"That's right." Song Han's eyes were full of hatred, "Lu Wu killed the eldest father, and I will not share the sky with her!"

Fang Ying lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Ah Han, I... don't know if I should say something."

Song Han looked back at Fang Ying, "Just say what you want."

"The master of the sect is profound, and his reasoning will not be easily killed by Lu Wu." Fang Ying thought about his words, "The master of the sect should have left behind, right?"

When he said this, Song Han also murmured in his heart, "Father left in a hurry, he gave me a few casual instructions and then took off. He didn't say anything else." He passed the words that the old sect master said before leaving in his mind. After repeating it two or three times, he slowly shook his head, "Father underestimated the enemy. He probably didn't expect Lu Wudao to be so tall."

Fang Ying snorted contemptuously: "It's just relying on the magic weapon in my hand."

"If you read correctly, she is using a broom, right?" Song Han felt jealous, "Why do you ask her to get all the good things?"

He also wanted to know.Fang Ying pursed her lips and remained silent.It's all for Lu Wu to learn the true biography of Pei Dongzhai.Pei Dongzhai also gave her the broom.

Aren't you afraid that children will use it badly?
I really don't take a broom as a thing!
The two were silent, and flew side by side to the courtyard of a small Taoist temple, and received the mahogany sword.Fang Ying raised his voice and called out: "Qingfeng, Mingyue. I'm back." He spoke in a very familiar tone.

Hearing what he meant was more like going home.Song Han looked at Fang Ying in surprise.

Fang Ying acted as if he hadn't seen him, and urged with a smile, "Hurry up, hurry up. Don't make the guests wait too long."

The lights in the room were turned on, and two figures who were busy putting on clothes and shoes were reflected on the window paper.Song Han stared at the window paper for a moment, and immediately understood.

Qingfengmingyue is not a serious Taoist, but a female family member raised by Fang Ying in the Taoist temple.

Song Han sneered to himself, the old Fang who was almost two hundred years old still had a strong heart.Tsk!Sister Fairy's snacks are really not free.

The door of the house opened, and Qingfeng Mingyue came forward with loose hair, "Master, are you tired? Come in and rest. The two of us will light the fire and cook, please wait for a while." It is not difficult to see from the gait that the two of them came from prostitutes.

Fang Ying pushed Qingfeng's slender waist resentfully, "Why don't you know how to be polite? Is this how you treat distinguished guests?"

Qingfeng Mingyue covered her mouth and giggled, blessing Song Han like a willow in the weak wind, and then went to the kitchen to get some food.

"Mountain village girl, I don't know the rules." Fang Ying smiled apologetically, "Ah Han, please. Although my place is simple, it is rare to be clean." Saying this, he brought Song Han to the main room.

Jiangzhen incense was burning in the room, and the lights were slightly dim.The furnishing is exquisite and the value is not cheap.It's not surprising when you think about it, after all, Fang Ying has lived for more than 100 years, so it's normal to have a little family background.Song Han just felt tired when his butt was sticking to the chair.

Yu Jian flew all the way, exhausting his energy.Song Han yawned, leaned on his chin with one hand and closed his eyes to rest.Fang Ying didn't bother him, and said: "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." Then he got up and left his seat.

Song Han's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't open them.The eyes are resting, the ears are not idle.I don't know how long it took, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came closer and closer.The old house is back?Is the meal ready?Song Han wanted to open his eyes to see, but he couldn't open them no matter what.

What's wrong?

Song Han was anxious.He wanted to open his mouth to call Fang Ying, but he couldn't control his mouth.It's as if the eyes, nose, ears and even the body don't belong to him anymore.

"Hey, are you still asleep? You have a big heart." Sang Jing moved closer to Song Han, "If you take this kid to the capital, His Majesty will reward you with at least ten or eight gold ingots."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xia Changsheng rolled his eyes at Sang Jing, "Ms. Lu Wu is responsible for all the credit. If you want to rob me and Lao Zhang, they won't agree."

Sang Jing stiffened his neck, "Who wants to grab it. I'm just talking about it." He reached out and took out the talisman paper Lu Zhen gave him and handed it to Xia Changsheng, "You shake it. Let me see if your wrist is dexterous."

"This man is really boring." Xia Changsheng took the paper talisman from his hand, "If you want to shake it, you have to wait until you can use the sword." With a flick of his wrist, he threw out the yellow talisman.

The talisman floated lightly into the air, and Xia Changsheng made a formula and recited the mantra.The sound of the curse was like thunder beating Song Han's eardrums continuously.

What kind of curse is this?How is it like an ice knife piercing your ears?

Song Han was in unbearable pain, and his body trembled slightly.

After chanting the last mantra, the talisman suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke, lingering above Song Han's head.

"Okay, I can tie it up." Sang Jing grinned, "I've worked so hard to make pig knuckle buttons finally work." Song Han tied Song Han tightly, and carried it with one hand On the shoulder, "Don't tell me, Miss Lu Wu's talisman is really useful. This kid is as light as a piece of paper. You can carry him three or five times."

"Let's go quickly. Miss Lu Wu is still waiting for us up there." Xia Changsheng supported Song Han's calf from behind, and went out one after another.Hua Yuezhi and Guo Ming came face to face.

Both Fang Ying and Qingfeng Mingyue were carried on Hua Yuezhi's shoulders.Sang Jing raised his eyebrows, "Look, what I said. Three or five are just like playing."

Guo Ming laughed, "We're here just to play." Drawing out the mahogany sword, Hua Yuezhi and the others flew into the air.Lu Zhen looked at Song Han and Fang Ying who were tied up like rice dumplings with satisfaction, "It's time to go to Liangzhou to deal with the aftermath."

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The warm sun is rising, and the cold wind is still biting.

Zheng Kun went out of Donghua Gate and walked towards Qing'anfang with his hands behind his back.

"Master, master!" Zhu Yinghuai trotted all the way to catch up with Zheng Kun, "It's so cold, you don't wear earmuffs. What if your ears are frozen?" He hung the earmuffs on Zheng Kun's ears and stepped back. After taking a half-step look, he nodded his head and said, "Very good, it won't prevent you from being immortal at all."

Wearing earplugs is not a fairy look, but a foolish look!Before going out, he took a good look in the mirror.Zheng Kun impatiently tore off the earmuffs and stuffed them to Zhu Yinghuai, "I don't wear them. It's not good-looking!"

"Then take me with you." Zhu Yinghuai followed behind Zheng Kun with a playful smile, "I will go wherever you go."

Zheng Kun kept walking, "I'm going to drink wontons."

Drink wontons?Zhu Yinghuai raised her hand and pointed, "Master, Xiaokuanxiang is over there."

"Don't go to Xiaokuan Lane." Zheng Kun's eyes were deep, "Go to Qing'anfang."

Zhu Yinghuai became anxious when she heard that, "You...why are you going there?"

(End of this chapter)