Qingyue Temple

Qingyue Temple

Standing in the rather gloomy hut in the backyard, Fang Shanshui offered offerings to the patriarch tablets one by one and lit incense.

After burning the incense, the slap-sized hand-figured master stood on Fang Shanshui's shoulder, and together with Fang Shanshui, he saluted the ancestors.

The body of the figure master is a corpse with a strong evil spirit. It is easy to run into the ancestors when entering the mourning hall, so it is better to express your intentions by chatting.

Fang Shanshui and the figurine master had just finished worshiping, when the big face of the house spirit appeared on the door: [The old master, the young master, and the weasel family just sent a new year gift, and also sent a fat ginseng, what do we want to return? ? 】

"Weasels? It's them, they have intentions." Fang Shanshui looked at the figurine master, "Master, I remember they like your snacks?"

Master, who has become a figure of snacks, beat his palms, and seemed to remember this group of gluttons. He nodded at Fang Shanshui and waved his little hand, as if giving them more, Master, I have a lot of snacks .

Fang Shanshui smiled, and asked Zhai Ling to look for it in the ghost domain in the courtyard, which has now become a snack workshop for Master.

During the period of returning from the capital, Fang Shanshui will use the method of exchanging hostages and the president of the dark council to dig a tunnel in a relatively secluded rockery in the view, and open the door to the western hell for the figure master through the ghost domain. It can provide an endless source of snacks for the figure master.

Zhai Ling responded and left.

Fang Shanshui suddenly remembered and asked: "Master, would weasels like the taste of Western demons? What you shared with them before seems to be the taste of evil cultivators."

The figurine master rests his chin, looks at the apprentice, and blinks its jewel-like red eyes:

I don't know, maybe I like it?

Fang Shanshui nodded: "After all, it is a foreign specialty. Nowadays, things that have been kept abroad always make people think they are taller. By the way, I will tell Zhailing and ask them to indicate that this special product is imported from abroad. Even if weasels and the others don’t like it, it’s not impolite.”

The figurine master nodded, sitting cross-legged on the apprentice's shoulder, letting the apprentice lead him around.

These Western demons are very different from the ghosts and evil cultivators in China, and there are many surprises in terms of taste and function.

According to legend, most of the demons in the West are the embodiment of various desires, especially the seven kings of hell are the so-called seven original sins. When the figure master went to country M this time, he ate a lot of demons along the way. It was after several encounters that he was almost swallowed whole by the figurine master, so the figurine master had almost successfully separated his last corpse when he did not expect it.

It's just that when the state of killing the three corpses is about to come, the figure master suddenly has a premonition that if it continues like this, it must leave. As for where to leave, the figure master doesn't know, it may be like those western monsters. Like the demon god of hell, go to a completely different world.

Where to go, the figure master doesn't care.

However, when he was not sure whether he could take his apprentice with him, the figurine of the master decisively destroyed his imminent desire to take shape.

Yushi Jishen and the hand-made master were in the same heart, smiling and dragging those demon gods to explode together, almost equivalent to the demon god Jishen self-destructing at close range, but a group of hell demons who came to make soy sauce were pitiful, and they only came out to warn After suppressing Fang Shanshui's demon gods all at once, they ran away with nothing to return, and one of them didn't even escape.

After Yushi Jishen was destroyed, the figure master felt that it would be a hundred times more difficult to separate Yushi Jishen again than before.

The figure master tilted his head and looked at the apprentice who was busy arranging snacks for him, thinking that it doesn't matter, he just can wait for the apprentice.

As a good master, you should not put too much pressure on your disciples.

If it fails in ten years, wait for him for a hundred years.

He can always step through the void with his disciples.

Finding Master looking at him all the time, Fang Shanshui turned around and asked with a smile, "Master? What's wrong?"

The figurine master came back to his senses, waved his hands, and asked the apprentice to bow his head and come closer and talk to him.

Fang Shanshui bowed his head and approached, but the figurine master suddenly held Fang Shanshui's big face and kissed him.

Figure of Master Smash Smash Smash Smack Kissing Successful Little Mouth, looking at Fang Shanshui, with a look on his face that the teacher wants to be disrespectful today.

Fang Shanshui laughed.

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When the return gift from Qingyue Temple was delivered, the Huang Daxians were recruiting relatives and friends to hold a party.

After the catastrophe, the weasels who successfully welcomed back their ancestors are currently rebuilding their new cave mansion in a hurry, and in the time before the Chinese New Year, they finally successfully completed it.

Seeing the old man's tree cave mansion return to its original appearance, all the old and young weasels hugged each other and wept bitterly.

The Old Man's Tree Cave Mansion became lively again. In order to reaffirm his status in the arena, Huang Laozu also sent out hero posts, entertained his former friends, and brought many bear spirits, wolf spirits, mouse spirits, fox spirits, and snake spirits together.

Patriarch Huang was impromptu performing his high-end spells to his friends, when suddenly a goblin came to report.

"Report to the ancestor, Fang Daxian's annual gift has been delivered."

Hearing that it was Fang Daxian, who had already been popularized by the weasels and all kinds of spirits about how powerful, terrifying and cruel his master was, the original relaxed expression froze, and he sat upright on the spot, as if listening to the imperial decree read from above. Same.

"Oh, please hurry up." Come, Old Ancestor Huang suppressed his complacency, and said to a group of all kinds of spirits sitting upright, "This Fang Daxian and his master have a fateful friendship with us, During the holidays, we all miss each other.”

All kinds of spirits glanced at Patriarch Huang, some believed and some did not.

A group of ghost servants possessed by the paper figurines, after folding themselves a few times, successfully entered the Old Man's Tree Cave Mansion, and according to the instructions of their old man's house spirit, the leading ghost servant reported: "Old Ancestor Huang sent The hosts have already received the New Year's gifts, and they are too busy to come here, so they ordered me to bring some special products over here. Bring them up."

With an order, the ghost servants in the back presented large cans of Master's special products, various kinds of hell sheep hooves, hell cow hooves, hell pig hooves, as well as various misty cheeses, abyss fried chicken, blood tomato sauce ... and finally some extra devil's chocolate.

All kinds of spirits attending the banquet immediately expressed their admiration.

The ghost servant who took the lead introduced: "These are the foreign specialties brought back from my master's trip to country M this time. They are all fresh products, but I don't know if they suit your palate."

Old Ancestor Huang almost laughed from ear to ear: "It suits your taste. Please take a seat and give the New Year gift from Fang Daxian to all brothers."

All kinds of spirits immediately sat upright, waiting for Patriarch Huang to distribute the snacks that are said to be specially provided by the great gods. There is no semicolon, only this one.

Hoofs, cheese, fried chicken, and chocolates were put on the small banquet table one after another, and all kinds of spirits tasted it. Soon, praises and flattering sounds poured in.

"It tastes really good."

"It's really different."

"Fortunately, Daxian brought it back."

"It is said that the flat peaches in the sky and the ginseng fruits on the ground are probably the same!"

The taste is second to none, it’s just a fresh taste, the most important thing is the energy contained in these special products, as if it is a sweeping monk with his own kung fu, a casual bite is the spiritual power of a few months old , the envy of all kinds of spirits towards Patriarch Huang is endless.

Old Ancestor Huang gnawed on the devil's chocolate, while thanking Fang Daxian's master and apprentice who had a life-and-death friendship with a special emphasis, with a smile on his face, while secretly aching in his heart.

But in order to re-establish his status in the arena, everything is worth it!

The ghost servants who had perfectly completed their tasks were also very happy. After being dragged by Huang Paozu to drink two cups of small wine and feast for a while, they said goodbye and left on the grounds that Qingyue was busy watching things.

Watching the ghost servants of the Qingyue Temple leave, the ancestors of the vixen and the mouse spirit secretly greeted the cubs they brought with them.

After the fox family and the mouse family chased up the ghost servant, and expressed their admiration for the great immortal master and disciple, they finally got what they wanted, smiled with satisfaction, waved their little paws, and waved their tails. Send Qingyueguan's ghost servants away.

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The next day

Fang Shanshui was doing morning classes as usual, exhaling and practicing in the courtyard where the morning light first rose, and together with the slap-sized figure master on the ground, he slowly punched a set of body training boxing left over from "Corpse Refining Ceremony".

The figure master is always worried about the apprentice, and from time to time he will look back to see if the apprentice's posture is in place, instead of floating over to correct the apprentice's mistakes.

Fang Shanshui has just started practicing this set of boxing techniques, and there are still many things he doesn't understand. As for the figure master, one method is mastered, and it is naturally easy to grasp, so he just takes the apprentice to practice and explain.

About two hours later, when the morning class was about to finish, Zhai Ling's big face appeared again, with a strange expression on his face:

[Old master, young master, a group of fox spirits, mouse spirits, bear spirits, flower spirits, chopstick spirits... All kinds of spirits came to visit with rich New Year gifts, saying that they have admired Qingyue Temple for a long time, so they are here Pay a visit. 】

Fang Shanshui was taken aback.

The figurine master blinked his crimson eyes.

Fang Shanshui looked at the figurine master: "Master, when did we become so famous in the ghost world?"

The figure master jumped onto Fang Shanshui's shoulder, took out his own marshmallow and took a big bite, raised his face and thought about his apprentice's question, then spread his hands.

Who knows?Maybe it's because I'm obsessed with my snacks.

What Fang Shanshui didn't know was that just a random guess by the figurine of the master turned out to be the truth.