I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 137 Injured by Yin Qi

Huang Yuanwai glanced at Daoist Qingxu, then at his son lying on the ground, walked up to Daoist Qingxu tremblingly, and asked tentatively, "Daoist Qingxu...my son... "

"The evil things in Mr. Huang's body have been driven away by the poor Taoist. You only need to take it back to a good life and raise it for a few days to recover..." Saying this, Daoist Qingxu's body suddenly shook, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful. Fortunately, there were a few disciples beside him who hurriedly supported him, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

Huang Yuanwai was taken aback, he quickly supported Daoist Qingxu, and said in panic, "Daoist Qingxu... what's wrong with you?"

Daoist Qingxu slowly opened his eyes, made a very weak look, and said weakly: "The evil thing attached to Mr. Huang is a ghost that has been cultivated for a hundred years. The ghost on it The qi is too heavy, and the poor Taoist has been injured by the yin qi on its body. It has seriously injured its vitality and almost lost its life! If it is not for the profound method of the poor Taoist, I am afraid that it would have died a long time ago!"

"How can this be good!" Huang Yuanwai slapped his thigh, feeling extremely guilty in his heart, and he was very grateful to Daoist Qingxu in front of him, and murmured: "Daoist Qingxu gave up his life for the dog's life. Save, great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget this old man!"

Speaking of this, Huang Yuanwai waved and summoned the servant behind him. The servant was holding a big bag in his hand. Huang Yuanwai took the bag from the servant and handed it to Daoist Qingxu with both hands. In front of him, he said respectfully: "Master Qingxu, this is a little incense money that this old man added to the Taoist temple. It is a total of 2000 taels of silver. It is not a respect, but I hope to accept it. This time the old man came in a hurry, and he didn't bring much money. When the old man sends the dog back home, he will immediately send someone with 2000 taels of silver to thank you for your great kindness!"

Daoist Qingxu looked at the bundle in Huang Yuanwai's hands, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and soon dimmed again. He winked at the little Taoist behind him, and the little Taoist took the money.

Daoist Qingxu said weakly: "Huang Yuanwai, subjugating demons and subduing demons is the duty of those of us who practice the Tao. Why don't we say thank you? You are too polite, so much money, how can the poor Daoist be ashamed?" Take it..."

Huang Yuanwai waved his hand, and said in a resolute tone: "Master Qingxu is a god-like figure, not to mention saving Gouzi's life, this amount of money is nothing!"

Speaking of this, Huang Yuanwai looked at Daoist Qingxu's face again, he looked a little pale, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, so he said: "There is a thousand-year-old ginseng in the old man's house, and Daoist Qingxu is a dog. His life, suffered such a serious injury, the old man can't repay him, when he sent someone to deliver the money in two days, he also sent the thousand-year-old ginseng, and I hope Daoist Qingxu will accept it with a smile."

Daoist Qingxu was overjoyed, almost laughed out loud, managed to endure it, and continued pretending to be weak and said: "Huang Yuanwai's courtesy is too heavy, the poor Taoist really can't accept it..."

"Daoist Qingxu don't delay!" Yuanwai Huang said sincerely.

At this time, Daoist Qingxu sighed, coughed again and again, and said to Huang Yuanwai: "Pindao is too seriously injured, so I can't send Huang Yuanwai down the mountain. I hope you can forgive me..."

(End of this chapter)