Little Taoist

"You, you are here." Xu Ping almost pushed the abacus in front of him to the ground, and stammered after holding it, causing Da Xiang to look at him strangely.

Young Master, why is this like being possessed by an evil spirit?

Qing Rang hummed, still carrying her little cloth bag and the same clothes.What Xu Ping stayed at today was a silk and satin shop at home, which had all kinds of ready-made clothes in it.He couldn't help but said, "Then what, do you want to change into suitable clothes, there are quite a few in the shop."

"What?" Qing Rang was puzzled, "Aren't the clothes on me suitable?"

Kill, murderous.

Daxiang hid behind his young master, carefully looking at the boy in front of him.

Although Qing Rang really means to ask whether the clothes on his body are suitable or not, but the way of speaking directly is quite fierce.

"Ah," Xu Ping nodded, and all the aura that should have been on him seemed to be transferred to Qing Rang, "The clothes on you are only worn by my grandpa."

Qing Rang looked down at his clothes, "So that's how it is."

His tone was still flat, and Xu Ping suddenly figured out that maybe Qing Rang didn't feel offended, it was just his tone of voice.

Xu Ping looked over expectantly, and was about to persuade him again, when Qing Rang said flatly, "No change."

Xu Ping's heart went up to the sky and down to the earth, one warm and one cold, and his whole body was in a mess.

"Then, why are you here today?" Xu Ping asked tentatively, feeling a little unsure.

Qing Rang's face was pale, but his mouth was red.Xu Ping noticed that there was still a bit of sugar residue on his lips, and then saw that Jean was still holding a bunch of half-eaten candied haws in one hand.

How should I put it, the scary and unpopular little Taoist leader in front of me suddenly became alive again, and even his serious appearance was like a cracked egg showing some flaws.

He sucked in a lot of Yin Qi last night, Qing Rang couldn't dispel it for a while, so his face turned pale and his body was not very comfortable.The real purpose of his coming here was to absorb a little yang energy from Xu Ping.He didn't really think so, because he only heard last night that Xu Ping didn't like him.But Qing let himself figure it out, and couldn't find another one in the city who was comparable to Xu Ping.

To be pragmatic, Qing Rang put on a serious face, and suddenly stretched out one hand to hold Xu Ping's hand, "I'm here to test your bones."

In this hot summer, Xu Ping was very irritable, his cold little hands burrowed in like ice cubes, and in an instant, the excess anger in his body suddenly surged up as if it had found an outlet, rushing towards Qing Rang. go.

Xu Ping was stunned.

Qing Rang was also stunned.

Daxiang was the only one who heard that Qing Rang was measuring disasters, so he hurriedly asked: "Little Daoist, how is it? Will there be disasters for my young master?"

Qing Rang slowly withdrew her hand, rubbed her fingertips against Xu Ping's palm lightly, and the last trace of Yin Qi and Yang Qi blended invisibly in mid-air, condensing into a warm and warm breath.

"No problem." Qing gave way, then nodded more and more decently, "You have good luck."

Xu Ping was still in a daze, his eyes glued to Qing Rang, and he realized when he saw him walking out the door, strode after him and said, "Hey, where are you going now?"

Standing under the sun, Qing Rang's cheeks were a little more bloody than Xu Ping's illusion.

A corner of the mahogany sword in his package was exposed, and it swayed as Qing Rang turned around.

"Of course it's to exorcise ghosts." Qing Rang's tone was solemn and his eyes were deep, as if he was carrying on the great cause of his family and country. Then he picked up the remaining two candied haws in his hand and ate them in one bite.

If you turn around and walk away, there is no turning back.

Xu Ping stood at the bottom of the corridor and watched Qing Rang walk to the corner of the street, and then slowly moved back.

It turned out that the Taoist priest came here specially to test his good and bad luck, Xu Ping was even more ashamed, he had arranged the Taoist priest face to face before, even if the Taoist priest touched his hand just now, he didn't know what he thought was the Taoist priest's. Why are your hands so soft.

Compared with Taoist Priest's unpretentious, fresh, free and easy, pure and natural, I am simply a beast!

Xu Ping was heartbroken, and sat behind the counter in a daze all afternoon.

Daxiang saw it, even if Qingrang said that Xu Ping had no bad luck, he still felt that Xu Ping was a little abnormal.Daxiang thought for a while, and told Mrs. Xu while he was returning to the mansion to pick up food at noon.

Xu Wang's Inner Court, she didn't know much about exorcising ghosts in front of Zhang's family, so she was very surprised when she heard Daxiang's words.

"It's so dangerous," she said with her heart skipping a beat, clutching her handkerchief nervously, "Ping'er doesn't believe in priests, it seems that he has to get married, otherwise what should we do with the current chaos in the city?"

The Xu family is just such a single seedling, so they dare not just let it go.

But Mrs. Xu is in a hurry, and her daughter-in-law is not ready-made, so she can only worry about it for the time being.

He also said that there Qing asked to exorcise ghosts, but actually ran to the roof of the tallest building in the city, lying on the back of the tiles and basking in the sun.The warm sunlight penetrated through his limbs, making his bloodless face flush.

There is no ghost to catch in the daytime, Qing Rang held the snacks that Xu Ping bought for himself last night, chewed and tasted them slowly.

When he was on the mountain before, his master had already passed the time to eat, but he would cook some meals just to fill his stomach, and the taste was very strange.When Qing Rang was able to cook by himself, his master stopped doing it, and even led Qing Rang to eat less.

After practicing the spell, Qing Rang seldom felt hungry, but it didn't mean he didn't like to eat delicious food.Now he has money on his body that ordinary people can't spend in a hundred or eighty lifetimes of extravagance and lust, and his little calculations are all about food.

But Qing Rang didn't forget why he came down the mountain this time.The most important thing is to find his family first and get rid of his weird physique, otherwise he will die and turn into a ghost king soon.

The young master Xu, who was so ashamed that it was getting dark, ordered the shop assistants to close the shops, and he was always thinking about Qing Rang for some reason, so he wandered around to the night market where he saw Qing Rang yesterday.

He had only walked a few steps, and before he reached a crowded place, a coquettish woman suddenly appeared from the corner of the wall, looking at him tenderly, "My lord, I got separated from my family when I went out. I'm afraid there will be bad people on the way, can you accompany me?" Shall I go home...?"

Her voice was soft and charming, as if water was about to seep out, and there was a twinkle in her eyes.Xu Ping was taken aback, and for some reason his heart sank. Before he could say "yes", he saw a hand stretched out from the woman's side and grabbed the tip of the woman's ear.

"What do you want?" Qing Rang's voice suddenly sounded, and Xu Ping suddenly realized that he seemed to be fascinated by something just now.

"Pain, pain, pain!" The woman's voice changed suddenly, her eyes glistened, the man's ears suddenly turned into pointed fox ears, and a fluffy fox tail appeared behind him.

She had no power to resist Qing Rang, she hurriedly covered her ears with her hands, and admitted her mistake very spinelessly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't pull my ears..."

Qing Rang glanced back at Xu Ping, and thought to himself: This man full of yang is indeed a favorite, he was almost caught by the fox demon if he was not careful.

Xu Ping gave him a look, and what he saw was Qing Rang's heartbroken: Look at you, a hungry ghost, why can't you hold back when you see a woman?

"I didn't want to go with her!" He hurriedly hid behind Qing Rang, rectifying his name in a low voice.

Qing Rang let go of the fox's ear, glanced at Xu Ping, who looked like a little daughter-in-law, and said, "My eyes are pretty good."