Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 294 Sorry, I’m not good at rejecting others.
The first day of vacation.

Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li, two men and four women, went to Zhou Jie's hometown together.

Zhou Jie's hometown is surrounded by high mountains and deep forests, and you can also see the Snowy Mountains. It is said that it is planned to be developed into a tourist attraction.

There are quite a lot of places to play.

An Yan and Jade have also been to their own two-person world.

at the same time.

Western Holy See.

A group of red archbishops gathered in the Pope's Hall.

The pope, who is holding a scepter that symbolizes divine power, has a childish face, fair hair, and a ruddy face. He does not look like a hundred-year-old man at all.

He exudes a strong aura of faith. Obviously, the Pope is not simple either.

As a prodigal son in love, Zhao Li is acting like a good baby at the moment. Maybe it's because he hasn't gotten over the sadness of his ex-girlfriend's departure, or maybe it's because rabbits don't eat grass from the nest, and he looks aloof.

"Look at how naughty you are. Wouldn't it be great if you showed us the photos of your hometown?"

Xia Dongqing was also a little curious. Compared with the splendid Buddhist temple, the Taoist temple seemed much simpler.

After learning the news, they were extremely surprised.

A red archbishop said with a serious expression.

When Zhao Li saw the Taoist temple, his eyes flashed slightly, Qingfeng Temple.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jie's hometown is actually here.

A demon appears in Dongtu!

"Let them take action and be sure to rescue the Archangel."

“It’s all for the Lord!”

Seeing everyone's expressions, Zhou Jie couldn't help but hummed proudly: "Who said they didn't want to come? I didn't lie to you, my hometown is so beautiful."

The road leading to the village was also paved with cement and was not as rugged as they imagined.

Moreover, the forbidden land of the gods in the east also made them very afraid.

When Dongqing and his party arrived at Zhou Jie's hometown, they were immediately baptized by the breath of the wilderness.

Wang Xiaoya and Xu Li nodded together.

"I'm telling you, this season, there are already a lot of ripe fruits in the mountains. I guarantee you have never heard of them or seen them before."

"At the same time, let the Crusaders assemble and be ready to respond to the Archangel at any time."

The pope's originally kind face was now filled with murderous intent.

Seeing that everyone was curious about the Taoist temple, Zhou Jie introduced: "This Taoist temple existed before I was born. It is said to have been built in the late Qing Dynasty. People in the village usually go to the Taoist temple to burn incense and pray for blessings."

However, most Taoists emphasize tranquility and inaction, which is quite appropriate.

"Come on, I'll take you into the village."

The clear sky, clear streams, and fresh air make people's brains relax for a while.

At that time, the Holy See's Crusaders collapsed in the East.

This time, if Michael can be welcomed back, he can use the prestige of the archangel to rally the Crusaders again and launch the Eastern Crusade.

The Pope stared eastward, and he had a hunch that this operation would not go smoothly.

"Pope, the Crusaders have secretly sneaked into the forbidden land of the gods in the east and are waiting for our orders to act."

"Seeing such a beautiful scenery, we have been here a long time ago."

"Would you like to go in and take a look? It's quite big inside."

Breeze View!
Wang Xiaoya said curiously: "What a big Taoist temple!"

As I walked, a Taoist temple appeared in front of me. The Taoist temple looked very vicissitudes of life and had traces of time. There was also a small boy sweeping the floor in front of the door.

Back then, they used the power of the gods to barely open the door to the east. The result was Ragnarok, and finally awakened a lion.

Zhou Jie took the lead and jumped inside.

The existence on Kunlun is really too mysterious.

They originally thought Michael had died in the war that year, but they didn't expect it to be sealed.

Although Zhao Niannian and Zhou Jie have reconciled, the two still like to quarrel. No, Zhao Niannian refuted her.

"You say yes."

"Zhou Jie, do we need to pay to burn incense?" Xu Li, whose family is not rich, asked with some worry. She thought that all the incense in Buddhist temples needs to be purchased, and the price is not cheap.

Until recently, they finally learned the news about the Archangel Michael.

"Well, it's true that most of the ones you see are Buddhist temples, and Taoist temples are really rare."

This operation is of great significance to them and cannot be missed.

If this great god could be welcomed back, the Holy See might be able to take this opportunity to open the door to the East again.

She couldn't tell the difference between a Taoist temple and a Buddhist temple, so she asked this question.

"No, the incense inside is free. As for the money for the incense, it's all up to you."

"Don't worry, this is not a Buddhist temple."

Xu Li felt relieved after hearing Zhou Jie's words.

Official Zhao on the side walked over first and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

Zhou Jie and the others were still in awe of Official Zhao. When they saw him speaking, they nodded and followed.

Xia Dongqing thought of Li Zhao's identity, and that the underworld and the Taoist temple were kindred spirits.

The little Taoist boy at the door of the Taoist temple saw a group of people approaching, tilted his head and asked: "Are you here to offer incense?"

The little Taoist boy was very cute, and Wang Xiaoya's heart suddenly turned cute. His fingers were about to move, wanting to pinch the little Taoist boy's face.

Zhao Li smiled and nodded, "Yes, where is your master."

"Master is inside, let me take you in."

"plz follow me."

It was obviously not the first time for Xiao Daotong to do the work of guiding people, and he did it in a orderly manner.

Wang Xiaoya and the others' eyes shone brightly, "Kawaii!!!"

Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing shook their heads when they saw this, these women.

When I followed the little Taoist boy and walked in, I saw a vigorous pine tree and the faint smell of incense came to my mind.

The Taoist temple is dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu, also known as Dangmo Tianzun, who has a prominent position in Taoism.

The little Taoist boy said: "Bulk, please help yourself when offering incense. I will call the master to come out."

Afterwards, the little boy went to the backyard.

Xia Dongqing and Wang Xiaoya looked at the Taoist temple curiously. They had been to Buddhist temples many times, but this was the first time for them to visit the Taoist temple.

Zhao Li said calmly: "Please burn incense, it's quite spiritual here."

"There is no guarantee of getting rich, but it is possible to seek peace."

With that said, he took Dongqing to get the incense and bowed earnestly.

Wang Xiaoya's eyes rolled. She knew Zhao Li's ability very well, so she pulled the other three people in the dormitory, "Zhou Jie, Zhao Niannian, Xu Li, let's burn incense too."

Having experienced ghost incidents, they were naturally in awe of these things, so they all knelt down and worshiped sincerely.

"Heavenly Lord with infinite blessings and longevity, I have met all the lay people."

A Taoist chant was sung, and the little Taoist boy was seen walking out behind an old Taoist. The Taoist name was uttered by the old Taoist.

The old Taoist glanced at everyone, and finally glanced at Official Zhao, nodded slightly, and obviously recognized Official Zhao's identity.

Zhao Li didn't dare to ask for help, so he bowed respectfully and said, "I have met Taoist Master Qingfeng."

"Haha, no need to be polite, meeting is fate."

"I wonder why the layman came here?" Taoist Master Qingfeng couldn't help but asked in confusion when he saw Zhao Li, the soul ferryman, actually coming.

"Just passing by, Master Qingfeng, don't worry."

Knowing what Taoist Master Qingfeng was worried about, Zhao Li quickly said, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"We'll leave after lighting the incense."

Finally, Zhao Li and others gave some incense money and left.

Seeing them leaving, the little Taoist raised his head and asked in confusion: "Master, do you know the man in black?"

"Well, do you still remember the soul ferryman that my teacher told you about? He is from the underworld."

"What a troubled time!"

"The birdmen from the west are here, and now even the soul ferrymen are here."

Taoist Master Qingfeng sighed, thinking of the things sealed in the well in the backyard, and a flash of worry flashed through him.

The third day of vacation.

An Yan, who was traveling with Jade, saw a familiar figure and suddenly started to sweat.

Sensing something strange about An Yan, Jade followed his gaze and saw a woman wearing a hot outfit.

Jade's eyes lit up, she took An Yan's arm and said happily: "An Yan, she is the soul ferry I told you. Speaking of which, her name is the same as Yang Guifei, they are both called Yang Yuhuan."

Yang Yuhuan smiled like a flower, walked in with sexy steps, and looked at the man who had put himself in eighteen different postures playfully.

Dangerous!
An Yan finally understood what the great gift Pluto Acha was talking about. He was speechless. Did you misunderstand something?

Jade let go of his arm, and trotted forward to hold Yang Yuhuan's arm. She looked like a good sister and asked curiously: "Yuhuan, why are you here? Do you also have a May Day holiday?"

"Jade, what are you thinking about? We are here all year round. I'm here to borrow your boyfriend." Yang Yuhuan said to Jade with a smile, without even looking at An Yan.

An Yan doesn't know what expression to make now. What's going on?

Does Jade know that an undercover agent has already joined her?

When Jade heard that he was here to find An Yan, she felt relieved when she thought that her boyfriend was also a soul ferryman. She said generously, "You can borrow it if you want. Thank you for your help last time."

"Did you encounter something urgent?"

Yang Yuhuan's expression became solemn, "Well, it's a very important matter."

"I couldn't handle it. I happened to find your boyfriend nearby, so I came here to ask for help."

"Don't worry, I'll return him to you tomorrow."

An Yan looked at the solemn look on Yang Yuhuan's face and couldn't tell the truth from the lie for a moment. He could only say that this woman's play was too good.

He walked up and asked, "Can you tell me specifically what it is?"

Something feels wrong here.

"The situation is urgent, let's talk while walking."

Yang Yuhuan said.

"I think it's better to make it clear now."

The more this happened, the more something was wrong An Yan felt.

However, Jade launched an assist from the side.

"An Yan, just go and have a look with Yuhuan before we talk. Maybe it's really urgent."

An Yan was speechless, he wanted to say that your sister was probably up to no good.

Yang Yuhuan said anxiously at this time: "Hurry, it's too late!"

"Just go with Yuhuan!"

Jade said helplessly, why didn't she realize that her boyfriend had such a procrastinating side.

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What can An Yan say, I just have to go.

So Jade went back to the hotel alone, and An Yan left with Yang Yuhuan.

All the way to another hotel room.

Looking at the sex room, An Yan had a dark look on his face, "Is this the urgent matter you said?"

Yang Yuhuan wrapped her around very skillfully and said charmingly: "Isn't it important?"

"This time, I'm going to hold you down!"

Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, and then picked again, at first it was a colorful dress and then it was six pieces. The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring. The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass the sound for a while.

Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time. The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns. At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.

After the two had a good review of pipa, the room was filled with the smell of love.

An Yan sighed, "Why bother, you and I don't owe each other anymore."

Her sweat-wet hair clung to Yang Yuhuan's face. She lay in An Yan's arms, giggling with her little face raised, like a vixen who had succeeded in stealing sex.

"You can refuse me."

"Sorry, I'm not good at rejecting others."

An Yan said very sincerely that he believed that most boys were like him, not good at rejecting others and could only endure everything silently.

You can understand this painful feeling.

"I just like your scumbag face." Yang Yuhuan rubbed An Yan's chest and smiled evilly.

Bad woman!
Therefore, boys should protect themselves when going out, otherwise they may lose their virginity accidentally.

"Don't worry, I won't ruin your relationship with Jade. She is a good person."

In this way, Jade gained the title of a good person.

"Are you really saying what you are saying?" An Yan said with a strange look on his face, his words inconsistent with his words.

"Of course I know."

Yang Yuhuan put a pair of white arms on An Yan's chest, looking down at An Yan like a queen in a condescending posture, and said domineeringly: "I just put you in my bed and sleep back."

"Don't think that I will fall in love with you. You are just my outlet, nothing more."

The battle started again.

The next day.

An Yan walked out of the hotel. After a night of hard work, he finally surrendered to this ignorant woman.

Originally, he did not believe in the so-called Stockholm Syndrome, and he wondered how there could be such a person.

Now it seems that he is still too naive, and the world is far more perverted than he imagined.

Far away in Zhou Jie's hometown town, a group of uninvited guests came.

Three blond and blue-eyed foreigners dressed like tourists rushed to Qingfeng Temple without stopping after figuring out the location of Qingfeng Temple.

In the Qingfeng Temple, Taoist Master Qingfeng, who was doing his morning class, opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, raised his hands and counted, his face became ugly.

"Trouble has come again!"

The little Taoist boy looked at his master in confusion, not understanding what was going on. This was the first time he saw his master showing such an expression.

"Master, what's the trouble? Did something happen?"

"The disaster of annihilation!"

Taoist Master Qingfeng sighed and immediately made arrangements: "Qingsong, help me go to the village to find someone. The soul ferryman yesterday, you go and invite him to come and talk about it."

"He is now a guest at the home of layman Zhou."

When Xiaodao Tong Qingsong heard this, he didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly responded and ran out.

(End of this chapter)