Balala the Magic Fairy

Zhang Zhenren, seemingly righteous, actually had evil intentions. Fuzi fell into his hands, like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, in imminent danger. Although Fuzi was a ghost, she had an outstanding appearance, like a lotus flower emerging from the water, which made people pity her. When Zhang Zhenren saw her, he suddenly had evil thoughts and lustful desires. The evildoer's eyes were shining, and there was a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, just like a hungry wolf seeing a lamb.

Although Fuzi was angry, she was no match for Zhang Zhenren's profound magic power. She tried to resist, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it was useless. Zhang Zhenren waved his hand, and a flash of green light flashed, and Fuzi was firmly bound, making her unable to move. He chanted something and cast a vicious spell, making Fuzi feel as if she was bitten by thousands of ants all over her body, and she was in extreme pain. However, Fuzi gritted her teeth, her eyes showed unyielding and resentment, but she had no choice but to endure the humiliation.

One day, Yan Lili and Zhen Huan went to a Taoist temple to thank Master Zhang for exorcising the ghost. When they entered the Taoist temple, they felt that the atmosphere was eerie and strange, different from usual. It was so quiet that one could hear the fear in people's hearts, and even the breeze was a little chilly. Lili was alert, her slender eyebrows slightly frowned, and a trace of vigilance flashed in her watery eyes. She gently pulled Zhen Huan's sleeve, signaling to be careful. Zhen Huan nodded, and the two walked forward slowly, taking every step carefully, as if there was an abyss under their feet.

Suddenly, a woman's sobbing was heard from the inner room. Her voice was mournful and sad, which made people feel pity. The cry was like a cuckoo crying blood, and each cry told of endless grievances and pain. Lili and Zhen Huan looked at each other and both felt that something was wrong.

Lily whispered, "My queen, something is not going on here. We have to find out what's going on." Her voice was as light as willow catkins.

Zhen Huan nodded, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and the two quietly approached the inner room. Through the gap in the window, she saw Zhang Zhenren doing that indecent thing to Fu Zi. Fu Zi's face was pale, with tears all over her face. The crystal tears slid down her beautiful face like pearls that had broken off the string. Obviously she was humiliated, her body trembled slightly, but she could not break free from the clutches of the evil way.

Seeing this, Zhen Huan's heart burned with anger, and it seemed that the anger was about to burst her chest. She clenched her fists, and her joints turned white, but she couldn't vent her anger on the spot. Lily frowned, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

She whispered to Zhen Huan, "Your Majesty, this is Master Zhang's fault. We must rescue Fu Zi from this place of suffering." Although the voice was soft, it was extremely firm.

Zhen Huan nodded, and the two of them pushed the door open and walked in.

When Master Zhang saw the two suddenly barge in, his expression suddenly changed. His originally smug expression instantly froze and turned into fear and panic. His body trembled slightly, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Noble Concubine Xi, Miss Yan, I wonder if you two noble ladies have any advice for me?" His voice was trembling and his eyes were erratic.

Lily said coldly: "Master Zhang, as a cultivator, you actually did such obscene things. Isn't it a disgrace to the reputation of the Taoist sect?"

Zhang Zhenren looked embarrassed, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, but he still insisted, "You two have misunderstood. I am only praying for Fuzi's soul to be reborn. I have no other intentions."

Zhen Huan sneered, "Master Zhang, if you really have this intention, why do you have to be so secretive? We will report today's incident to the adults and give Fu Zi justice." Her eyes were like swords, piercing straight at Master Zhang.

Upon hearing this, Master Zhang was shocked, knowing that the truth had been revealed and could no longer be covered up, so he had to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Noble Concubine Xi, Miss Yan, I was confused for a moment, I hope you two nobles will forgive me." His voice was filled with tears, and he kowtowed continuously.

Seeing him like this, Lily knew he was no longer a threat, so she said to Fuzi, "Fuzi, you don't have to endure this humiliation anymore. We will definitely help you leave this place."

Upon hearing this, a trace of gratitude flashed in Fuzi's eyes, and she said softly: "Thank you both for saving me. I am very grateful." Her voice was weak and trembling, but full of hope.

Lily and Zhen Huan took Fuzi away from the Taoist temple and returned to the Grand View Garden.

That night, the Grand View Garden was completely silent, with only the moonlight shining like water, spilling over every corner of the garden. The moonlight was like a layer of gauze, gently covering the earth.

Zhen Huan paced in the courtyard, thinking about how to pray for Fuzi's soul. Her brows were furrowed, and her steps were light but heavy. She knew that if Fuzi's soul could not rest in peace, it would become a major hidden danger in the garden. After thinking it over again and again, she decided to ask Shen Meizhuang for help.

Shen Meizhuang has always been compassionate and has made great achievements in cultivating immortals. She has her own unique methods for liberating the souls of the dead.

Zhen Huan knocked gently on Shen Meizhuang's door, and the knock sound was particularly clear in the quiet night.

She told the story of Fuzi in detail.

After hearing this, Shen Meizhuang set up an altar in the courtyard, burned incense and prayed, and began to pray for Fuzi's soul. She put her hands in a seal and chanted something, and a peaceful atmosphere slowly rose in the courtyard. The breath was like a spring breeze, warm and gentle.

Zhen Huan stood guard silently by the side, praying for Fu Zi in her heart.

At this moment, a faint cat cry suddenly came from the garden, with a hint of pain in the sound. The cat cry seemed particularly miserable in the silent night.

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang looked at each other and both felt that this was unusual.

Shen Meizhuang said softly: "Sister, you stay here to guard, I will go and take a look."

Zhen Huan nodded, and Shen Meizhuang moved lightly and went in the direction of the sound.

She came to a dark corner and saw a mother cat curled up in the grass. Several kittens were sleeping peacefully around her, but the mother cat was still giving birth in pain. The mother cat's eyes were full of pain and helplessness.

When Shen Meizhuang saw this, her heart moved, and she whispered: "Fuzi, if you are destined, you can be reborn in this body." As she spoke, she gently placed the magic weapon in her hand next to the mother cat, and the light from the magic weapon gradually merged into the body of the mother cat.

Not long after, the last kitten was finally born, and there seemed to be an unusual light in its eyes.

Shen Meizhuang smiled slightly, returned to the courtyard and told Zhen Huan about this.

After hearing this, Zhen Huan's eyes flashed with surprise, and she said, "Sister Mei, Fuzi's rebirth is such a great joy."

Shen Meizhuang nodded and said, "Yes, Fuzi's rebirth can be regarded as the fulfillment of a wish."

From then on, there was a civet cat in the Grand View Garden, named Fuzi.

A few months later, Fuzi had grown up, with a more delicate appearance, silky hair, bright eyes, and a gentle temperament. He often accompanied Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang. Seeing Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang, and Yan Lili often discussing Taoism, he decided to pursue Taoism.

One day, the spring was bright and beautiful, and the flowers in the Grand View Garden were in full bloom, red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. Fuzi followed Zhen Huan to stroll among the flowers.

Seeing the wisdom in Fuzi's eyes, Zhen Huan asked softly, "Fuzi, are you willing to practice Taoism with us and pursue immortality?" Her voice was gentle and full of expectation.

Upon hearing this, Fuzi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he nodded quickly and said, "Your Majesty, although Fuzi has the body of a cat, his heart is devoted to the great Dao. I am willing to follow Your Majesty and practice the way of cultivating immortals." His voice was crisp and tender.

Seeing his sincerity, Zhen Huan said, "Fuzi, the road to becoming an immortal is long and difficult. You need to be determined to achieve something."

Fuzi said firmly: "My queen, although I am not talented, I am determined and will not let you down."

From then on, Fuzi practiced with Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang, Yan Lili and others. His spirituality increased day by day and his cultivation also made some progress.

One day, a great monk named Huiyuan came to the garden. He was dressed in a cassock, holding a Zen staff, and had a kind and solemn face. He saw that Fuzi had Buddha nature, so he intended to enlighten him.

Huiyuan said to Fuzi, "Fuzi, although you have the body of a cat, you have the nature of Buddha in your heart. If you can let go of worldly ties and practice with me, you will surely achieve the right result in the future." His voice was low and magnetic.

Fuzi hesitated when she heard this. She looked at Zhen Huan with questioning eyes.

Seeing Fuzi like this, Zhen Huan said softly: "Fuzi, since you have a predestined relationship with Buddha, you should cherish it. Cultivating immortals and cultivating Buddha are both about pursuing spiritual transcendence. You can practice with the monks to seek a higher realm."

After hearing this, Fuzi was grateful and bowed to Huiyuan, saying, "Thank you, Master. I wish to stay by your side forever. From now on, I will chant Buddhist verses under the green lamp and ancient Buddha."

Seeing Fuzi's determination, Huiyuan nodded and said, "Fuzi, since you are willing to practice with me, I will teach you everything I know and help you achieve success as soon as possible."

Fuzi then practiced with the eminent monk Huiyuan, and his practice improved day by day.

Fei Yunyan's beauty is like peach blossoms in spring, pure and unworldly, unforgettable. Her curved eyebrows are as charming as the crescent moon, and her beautiful eyes are as clear and deep as autumn water. Her pink lips are red without any makeup, and her slightly upturned mouth corners carry a charming smile. Her skin is as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade, as if it could be broken by a blow.

However, her beauty also became the reason for private discussion among the servants in the mansion. Some people even ignored the rules and secretly peeped at her, causing rumors to spread in the garden.

Yinzhen was very angry when he heard about this. His handsome face was now covered with gloom, and his eyes were flashing with anger. Although he loved Fei Yunyan's beauty, he didn't want her to become the object of criticism from others.

So he summoned all the servants, his face solemn, and said in a stern voice: "Miss Fei is a distinguished guest in our mansion, how can you be so rude? If anyone commits the same mistake again, I will not let him off easily." His voice was as deafening as thunder, and the servants were so scared that they knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness, vowing not to commit the same mistake again.

Seeing Yinzhen angry, the servants were all frightened, their faces full of fear and regret. They kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, saying, "Please spare us, sir. We will never dare to do it again."

Fei Yunyan had mixed feelings when she heard the news. She knew her beauty, but she had never expected it to cause such a storm. She sighed softly, walked out of the room, came to Yinzhen, and said softly: "My lord, Yunyan's beauty has caused such troubles, which is not what Yunyan wants. If you don't give up, Yunyan is willing to cover her face with a veil to avoid any more trouble." Her voice was soft and slightly sad, and there was a hint of helplessness in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing Fei Yunyan like this, Yinzhen felt even more sorry. He stroked her hair and said softly, "Miss Fei, your beauty is a gift. Why do you need to hide it? This matter is not your fault. I will handle it myself." His eyes were full of pity and love.

Fei Yunyan was grateful when she heard this, but she also knew that if this matter was not properly resolved, it would affect the peace in the mansion.

She said softly, "Sir, although Yunyan does not want to hide it, for the sake of harmony in the mansion, Yunyan is willing to make sacrifices."

Seeing that Fei Yunyan had made up her mind, Yinzhen said no more, but said softly: "Miss Fei, I understand your intentions. I will handle this matter properly, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

From then on, Fei Yunyan covered her face with a veil and no longer showed her beauty to others easily.

When the servants in the garden saw this, they felt regretful but did not dare to have any improper thoughts.

However, Fei Yunyan's beauty is ultimately difficult to conceal.

One day, a visitor came to the garden. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary temperament. As soon as he saw Fei Yunyan, he was attracted by her grace.

This man was a famous wealthy businessman in the capital, named Jia Rui. His fat body looked particularly bloated under his gorgeous clothes, and his small eyes were full of greed and desire.

When Jia Rui saw Fei Yunyan, he was deeply impressed and proposed to Yinzhen that he was willing to pay a large sum of money to marry Fei Yunyan.

Yinzhen was shocked when he heard this, and a trace of anger flashed in his deep eyes. Although he knew Fei Yunyan was beautiful, he was unwilling to marry her to someone else.

He said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jia, Miss Fei is an honored guest of our mansion, and her status cannot be measured by money. I'm sorry that I cannot comply with your order in this matter." His voice was cold and firm, and there was no room for doubt.

When Jia Rui saw Yinzhen's refusal, he was unhappy, but he did not dare to argue with Yinzhen, so he had to retreat in disappointment.

When Fei Yunyan learned about this, her heart was also in turmoil. She knew that Yinzhen had feelings for her, but she didn't want to embarrass Yinzhen because of this.

She whispered to Yinzhen, "Sir, Yunyan does not want to be a burden to you. If you are in trouble, Yunyan is willing to leave on her own."