Journey to the West: The criminal police handle the case, and the immortal Buddha retreats

The next day, Wang Shi was bored and stood by the spring to admire the smoky holy spring, but unfortunately he could only watch but not drink.

"Irreverent villain!"

The mountain ghost quietly appeared behind Wang Shi.

"Hey! I said big sister, can you not appear from behind people? Besides, why am I being rude? I didn't take a second look at her!" Wang Shi unscrupulously glanced at Jiang Yao, and at the same time declared very unhappy road.

What a hypocrite!
It's just that after spending a day and a night with the temple, the mountain ghost has almost seen through his true colors, so he doesn't bother to talk nonsense with him, but just watches over the beautiful girl with worried eyes.

Waiting like this really made Wang Shi flustered, so he turned his head and asked the beautiful woman, "Do you have any other way to wake her up?"

"Maybe there is, but we can't do it, now..."

As he spoke, the mountain ghost's voice was low and inaudible.

Grunt...grunt...grunt...

The girl submerged shallowly in the spring water spat out strings of air bubbles from her small cherry mouth, and the two of them were shocked.

Wang Shi exclaimed: "Wake up, she woke up!"

"Shut up, don't disturb Her Royal Highness."

"Certainly!"

The mountain ghost jade shoots came out of the sleeve very quickly, and the index finger, which was as tender as a green onion, touched Wang Shi's shoulder. Wang Shi suddenly felt numb all over his body, unable to move any muscles and bones.

When Jiang Yao slowly opened her crystal moist eyes, the mountain ghost stepped forward and gently lifted her up: "Third Princess, you finally woke up."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Princess!"

Jiang Yao looked around, and when she saw Wang Shi who looked like a clay sculpture, she opened her teeth and said, "Sister Wen Ru, what did you do to him?"

Wang Shi, who maintained a surprised posture, shouted in his heart: "Liar! Big liar! It really is a woman's mouth, a deceiving ghost. It turns out that her real name is Wen Ru, and the mountain ghost is probably not a vest."

What about the basic trust between people?
Wen Ru carefully checked Jiang Yao's condition, she didn't even look at Wang Shi, and said angrily, "I can't die."

"Sister Wen Ru, this young master also made an unintentional mistake. It is said that those who don't know are not guilty, so let him out!"

Yao Ji floated out of the spring water and ordered softly.

"Third Princess, you are really taking advantage of him." Wen Ru still seemed to be upset, but she didn't want Jiang Yao to be unhappy, so she turned to look at Wang Shi, and reprimanded, "Quickly kneel down and kowtow to thank you."

"Sister Wen Ru!"

snort!
The mountain ghost snorted coldly, and then clicked again with the plain hand. Wang Shi immediately regained his freedom, and said with a calm face, "Hurry up and send the uncle out."

Kneel down and kowtow?

What kind of cross-border jokes are being made, even if the king of heaven is here.

Wen Ru seemed to remember something, and said sharply: "You despicable villain! You first give me back Wu Xiangling."

Wang Shi pouted his neck and said, "No!"

Returning the wool, returning the ashes.

"You can deceive people with your mouth, but you can't deceive people with the special fragrance of the fragrance of sorrow that you exude. Wu Xiangling is on you, so don't try to play tricks with me."

Wen Ru said angrily, and even Jiang Yao agreed with her statement.The two pairs of beautiful eyes stared at Wang Shi quietly, until he subconsciously avoided his sight.

"No, no, just no!"

Wen Ru sneered, "Then why are you guilty?"

"Depend on!"

Wang Shi simply took off the police uniform, leaving only a thin and worn-out shirt inside.The two beauties looked curiously at the picture of the sheep demon shadow god printed on his shirt. It was a cartoon white sheep with poop on its head, but there was no Wu Xiangling.

"Huh? How is it possible? Despicable little thief, where did you hide my Wuxiang Ling?"

Wang Shi brags that he doesn't write drafts: "It's really burnt out."

Even he himself doesn't believe it, let alone Yao Ji and Shan Gui who have lived for countless years, their minds are like mirrors.

"Sister Wen Ru, give Wu Xiangling to this young master!"

Seeing that they were about to be at a stalemate again, Jiang Yao couldn't help but get a headache, she shook her head and decided.

Shan Guimei blushed and stopped talking.

Wang Shi may not know that the Wuxiang silk is actually a piece of waist silk worn by the mountain ghost. If he knew it, he would be embarrassed in the dust.

"Sister Yaoji, you are still majestic, thank you, thank you! Unlike someone who looks good on the outside, but is stingy on the inside." Wang Shi burst into tears of gratitude, for fear that they would regret it, but he still did not forget to wait for the opportunity This crazy woman is mad at her.

However, to Wang Shi's surprise, instead of being angry, the mountain ghost blushed and turned his head away to ignore him.

"My name is Yaoji, and I haven't asked the young master's name yet."

Jiang Yao just woke up, and she didn't know that Wen Ru leaked a lot of her details.

Another vest, Wang Shi, who had a crush on the kind Jiang Yao, couldn't help but roll his eyes, but replied obediently, "My name is Wang Shi."

"The surname Wang is the descendant of the Ji family."

Jiang Yao immediately got closer to Wang Shi.

Aren't the two Emperors Yan and Huang rivals?

Facing the enthusiastic girl, Wang Shi was puzzled, but he didn't have the strength and didn't dare to pursue it to the death.

Wang Shi changed the subject and said, "Sister Yaoji, what is the octagonal altar in the middle of your hall for?"

"I think you will not be over a hundred years old, but you have the cultivation base of the Golden Core stage. You are also a talented person, and you should have a master's inheritance. Don't you know that this is the Guangfa altar? Or is it yours?" The Shimen is simply a dilapidated courtyard in a corner, and you... just swallowed some natural and earthly treasures by mistake?" Wen Ru interjected, her tone full of sarcasm, and she deliberately examined Wang Shi's origin in her heart.

His family knew about his family affairs, so Wang Shi didn't answer Wen Ru's words at all.Instead, he turned into a curious baby, and directly pestered Jiang Yao and asked, "What is the Guangfa Altar?"

"Cumulus clouds weave in the morning, and drizzle in the evening."

After reading, Jiang Yao's expression was gloomy, she moved lightly with lotus steps, climbed up the eight stone steps of Xundi, and stood pretty in the center of the octagonal Guangfa altar.

Wang Shi followed up with a sullen face, standing quietly beside Jiang Yao at the threshold of the Bajiao Guangfa Altar.

"The sun and the moon never remember the year, cleansing Wushan for seven hundred miles."

At this moment, Yao Ji is the Goddess of Wushan who descends on the rain.Her two curved eyelashes stirred many lively little water droplets. Under the light of the lamps on the four walls, the exquisite water droplets shone like stars, making people unable to bear to wipe them lightly, and people could not be profane. Wang Shi immediately Can't help but stare blankly.

The slender and jade hands were closed together, in the shape of uneven flocs, slowly from the heart to the Mingtang, and then let go of the palm upwards, clasping the fingers like orchids, Jiang Yao's body gradually emitted a faint white light.

call out!
Wang Shi only felt that his heart was empty, and the primordial spirit involuntarily came out of his body.

The eight corners of the Guangfa altar are arranged according to the eight trigrams, which secretly involves the three peaks and eight sceneries of Wushan, affects the west and east Liushen peaks, and involves the north and south Liuxiu peaks.

The huge and transparent illusory diagram of the Eight Diagrams can cover the [-]-mile boundary of the Three Gorges, and there are many foothills along the way, ancient towns, plank roads, thoroughfares, and forks.There is also the largest branch of Jiangdu, the ever-flowing Daning River. In addition, Qingxi, Chengtan, arched bridges, and pavilions are all under Wang Shiyuan's spiritual consciousness.

"Can my primordial spirit reach out so far?"

Wang Shi, who was half clouded and half foggy, was already in a daze.