I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 431 A Fairy Candy
Mrs. Tang and Master Abbot were talking when they suddenly fell down from the futon.

The passing monks were terrified and ran over to help them up, only to find that their bodies were already cold, so they shouted.

Tuanzi took Bu Chen's big hand, and followed Su Qingyun all the way into the meditation room.

At this time, people were crowded inside and outside, many monks were offering salvation, some were crying, and some were discussing going down the mountain to report to the officials.

People in Tang Guogong's mansion knelt in front of the old lady and cried into a ball.

Amidst the cries one after another, Fourth Miss Tang found Tuanzi who was standing silently at the door, and suddenly burst into tears:
"It's all your fault, why don't you stay in your palace well, you have to go up the mountain with my family to find someone, something happened to grandma..."

"Tang Xiaosi, shut up!"

Tang Bi gave her a hard look, ordered the nanny to cover her mouth, and then bowed to Tuanzi and the two fathers:

"My sister is too sad, she speaks out of words, please don't be offended."

Tuanzi walked over, tilted his head and took a closer look:
"Don't cry, Mrs. Tang has not passed away, it is her spiritual consciousness that is being taken away, and her stiff body is caused by pain."

"What, not dead? Mrs. Tang is not breathing or has a pulse, and her body is stiff. Whose child is talking nonsense here."

"Spiritual consciousness, I've never heard of it before, no matter where the child comes from, he is not afraid of being retaliated by the Duke's mansion."

"A child who talks nonsense and doesn't know what life and death are, so he talks nonsense, and his parents brought him out without educating him well."

The pilgrims onlookers talked and said everything, even the monks couldn't stop them.

Tuanzi didn't care what other people were saying, and quietly formed a magic circle in the heart of the claw. If someone was trying to steal Mrs. Tang's consciousness, she would be responsible for snatching it back.

As much as she took and snatched, the blue light in her hand became more and more bright, and it kept rolling to form a ball of light the size of two fists.

Even though her back was facing everyone, the ball of light shone more and more, covering her whole body in a faint blue light.

The onlookers were even more surprised: "Look at you, that child can glow. Could it be that what she said is true?"

"She's playing with something. She's pretending to be quite similar. She's probably a charlatan who came to defraud the Duke's money."

"That's right. I saw her pestering Tang Zhuangyuan to cheat money just now. I guess I didn't cheat enough, so here I go again."

The blue light ball was getting bigger and bigger, and the light shrouded the old lady's body. Her body miraculously began to shake, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was in pain.

The weeping members of the Tang family were all stunned, with their eyes open, looking at Tuanzi without blinking.

Fourth Miss Tang rubbed her eyes vigorously, looked at the dumpling, then at the old lady, suddenly jumped up, and stretched out her small hand to push the dumpling:
"Go away, you monster, what are you going to do to grandma, let go of grandma—"

Before her hand could touch the dumpling, she was blown away by an invisible force. If it wasn't for Su Qingyun's sharp eyes and quick eyes to catch it, she would have fallen into a puddle of mud.

She didn't pay attention to cursing, couldn't beat her, snatched her skirt, and even came to hurt her grandmother, Miss Tang Si cried even louder.

The dumpling on the other side stared at her with puffed mouths, and replanted the spirit consciousness that he had snatched back on Mrs. Tang's body very unhappily.

The magic circle consumes a lot of energy, especially this kind of practice of changing fate against the sky.

When Bu Chen said that Mrs. Tang had recovered her breathing and pulse, the dumpling fell directly to the ground, spread out into a big character.

"The old lady's hands and feet are hot, and her face is bloody. Is this the one who snatched her back from Lord Yan?"

"Everyone, come and pay respects to the fairy Miss Tang!"

Everyone in the Duke's Mansion was overjoyed, and they all cried and laughed in front of the dumplings, one by one "immortal" and "living Bodhisattva".

The monks from Cijing Temple also ran over, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Miss Bodhisattva, please, please save our abbot as well."

"Don't kneel to Tangtang, Tangtang is not a god—"

The dazed group who was held in the arms of the father stood up with open teeth and claws, like a little drunk cat, and helped them up crookedly:

"Grandpa Abbot's spiritual consciousness has been completely taken away, and Tangtang can't get it back, I'm sorry—"

Life and death are fate, and no one can force it, so the monks had no choice but to put the body of the abbot master properly.

Mrs. Tang was sent to a secluded meditation room to recuperate. Bu Chen gave a prescription: "It's been a long time since the consciousness has been separated from the body, Mrs. Tang may not be able to wake up, everyone..."

"Thank you, Doctor Bu." Tang Bi respectfully took the prescription, "Without His Royal Highness, grandma would be already... The Tang family would not dare to expect too much."

He turned his head to look at Tuanzi, who was already curled up on the futon into a ball, sound asleep.

The little mouth was still grinning, talking in sleep: "Eat meat, eat meat..."

Tang Bi slightly curled the corners of his mouth, got up and went out to order his servants: "Go and prepare some meat."

The servant began to doubt life: "..."

Is the young master going crazy with joy, you want to eat meat in the important place of Buddhism?
I haven't seen him love to eat meat so much, and he doesn't like such unruly things?
Looking at the servant's bewildered eyes, Tang Bi's face became even hotter, and he shouted from embarrassment, "Hurry up!"

The servants scattered like birds and beasts.

After receiving two boxes of meat, the smile on Tang Bi's face was as bright as the day when the number one scholar paraded through the streets. Under the terrified eyes of his servants, he arrived in front of the meditation room where Tuanzi was resting.

"Tang Xiaotang, Tang..."

The door of the meditation room was opened from the inside, and Tang Bi's smile froze on his face for a moment, and he saluted the visitor:

"The lord."

Yu Ji chewed on the small dried fish, and looked at him silently: "The master is resting, what are you doing here, are you plotting something wrong, the master is still so young, is it human?"

Tang Bi: "...I am..."

"What is it!" A very irritable fish said, "It's nothing, let's go!"

Tang Bi took a deep breath: "...Come and deliver food to His Highness."

Yu Ji opened the food box and took a look: "Why don't you tell me early, put it on the table!"

The aggrieved, weak and pitiful Tang Zhuangyuan cautiously took a step inside, when he heard a low voice:
"stop--"

He was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out. When he saw the person clearly, he had to salute again: "General Qian Shuang!"

Qian Shuang came over with a knife in his hand, tested the food poison with a silver needle, and then made way: "Go lightly, put it down and go out."

Tang Bi took another two steps forward, and the door of the back room suddenly opened, revealing the cold eyes of Yan Gui on the wooden wheelchair.

Tang Bi: "..."

Are you the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple?
As for what, I'm just here to deliver a meal, and I have to pass one level at a time. It's not that difficult to be the champion, right?
(End of this chapter)