Huang Quan's companion

Reluctantly, He Tang retreated to Yang Jinshu's side: "I knew you master and apprentice were tricky, but I didn't expect to see each other for a few months. It's really blatant."

The magic stick came in, pinched his nose, and said softly, "I'm tired of you, uncle."

"You two are not competing anymore?" He Tang looked at Min Yuejun who was slowly walking behind him, "Min Daoist, are you going to strangle your master?"

Min Yuejun said lightly: "No, he is already dead."

"Ghost life is difficult." Shenzhu sighed.

"I said, can you stop talking nonsense and come over to see people!" Shi Tianning pointed at the couple lying on the ground, "What should I do?"

Min Yuejun stepped forward to check, and calmly said: "Madam Ruyi is fine, her husband's yang energy will be exhausted, and he will die soon."

Shi Tianning said decisively: "How to save?"

"There is no solution to the right path."

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, there is no way for the decent sect to save him." The magic stick possessed to see Lao Fang's situation, stood up and said, "Ghost Dao has a way to save him, but it's too dark."

"The water ghost said just now that you can sacrifice a living person's blood and supplement it with golden pills..." Wan Niang looked at them and asked, "Is this the truth?"

The god stick frowned: "There are many ways to do evil things, but he told you the worst one. His intentions are really sinister."

Shi Tianning's eyes brightened: "So, is there a less sinister way?"

"Of course there is." The magic stick glanced at Min Yuejun, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can't do it, ask Min..."

Min Yuejun looked at him and didn't speak.

Shenzhu swallowed the words into his mouth and changed his words: "Ask my apprentice."

"Master." Min Yuejun said slowly, "What did you call me just now?"

Shenzhu looked up at the sky, sighed, and said helplessly, "Yue Jun."

Min Yuejun nodded in satisfaction, and said to them: "Old Fang just lost his vital energy, his three souls and seven souls are still there, and his internal organs are not damaged. You can borrow the yang energy of ten monks to cross them, and each of them will give him a little. After three months , it can be restored to its original state.”

He Tang muttered: "Where can I find so many cultivators who are willing to share Yang Qi?"

The magic stick turned his back to Min Yuejun, and secretly gestured towards them.

neighbors:"……"

"No tricks, I know what you're up to." Min Yuejun glanced at him, and said to Wan Niang, "Take him to Qinglian Temple, and I will give you a copy of the book, and you can give it to the disciples in my temple. .”

The magic stick pouted, pretending not to know what he was talking about.

"This..." Wan Niang knelt down to her excitedly, "Thank you, Daoist Min! Wan Niang is very grateful..."

"You can't go." Min Yuejun looked at them, "You all can't go. Qinglian Temple is not the place for you to go, just find a trustworthy mortal and send them there."

"Trustworthy mortals..." Wan Niang fixed her eyes on the groom lying on the bed, and she felt ashamed when she thought that she had murderous intentions just now, she lowered her head and dared not speak.

Shi Tianning patted her on the shoulder and said, "First save Ruyi from waking up, and let Ruyi tell him."

"That's all."

Min Yuejun saw the ghost talisman on Ruyi and Lao Fang, his expression became colder, and he looked at Yang Jinshu: "Where did this talisman come from?"

The magic stick quickly winked at them and asked them to keep it secret.

He Tang shut his mouth tightly and dared not speak.

Yang Jinshu looked at the magic stick, then at Min Yuejun who looked cold, and replied half-truthfully, "Master Qingrong taught me to write."

The magic stick covered his face with an expression of dying.

Min Yuejun looked over with a half-smile: "You treated him well, you taught him well."

The magic stick was helpless: "I confiscated him as an apprentice again, why are you so sour? Childish."

The atmosphere between their master and apprentice has changed a lot in the past few months, it seems that they have changed from wishing to strangle each other to death.A few onlookers' ghost eyes turned around them, and each of them fell silent tacitly.

He Tang quietly clung to Yang Jinshu's ear, and whispered, "Do you think they are a bit weird now?"

Yang Jinshu nodded silently.

"The magic stick is so gentle, and the Taoist priest is so arrogant." He Tang concluded, "Mensao master and apprentice group."

"..." Yang Jinshu thought for a moment, felt that He Tang's summary was very incisive, nodded and said, "You are right."

"I originally thought that the two of them were just in love and killed each other between master and apprentice, but..." He Tang rolled his eyes for a while, rubbed his chin and said, "I always feel that the plot is starting to get weird."

The magic stick glanced at him: "I can hear you."

"...Oh." He Tang laughed dryly, "Actually, I was quite reserved."

The god stick rolled his eyes.

Min Yuejun asked with interest: "Oh? What's the unpretentious statement?"

He Tang blinked, hid behind Yang Jinshu, and said boldly: "The unspoken statement is, are you and your master falling in love?"

"..."

"Oh, according to your ancient saying, the two of you...you are happy with the king, do you know that?"

Shen stick clenched his fists and approached slowly, grinning grinningly: "I think your skin is itchy!"

He Tang hugged Yang Jinshu and shouted, "Jinshu save me!"

"Where to escape!"

"Aww! Help!"

It's not wrong for Yang Jinshu to block it, it's not true if he doesn't block it, he can only smile apologetically: "Master Daoist, don't care about children."

"What a kid! He's so young!"

"My face is small!"

"you……"

Seeing them making trouble, Min Yuejun smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and brought back the stick, and pressed it to his side: "Why are you acting like a child."

"..." God Stick was angry, "Who is a child!"

"Me." Min Yuejun removed the talisman paper from Ruyi's body casually, covered her with a layer of fresh air, saved her from waking up, and said to the magic staff beside him, "Master, this talisman paper is too powerful, so don't teach them to scribble indiscriminately in the future. "

The magic stick laughed dryly: "That... that was just taught casually, I didn't expect it to be so powerful hahaha."

Nonsense, of course he knows how powerful it is, and it was originally written to give to Yang Jinshu for emergency rescue in times of crisis, so what if it is not powerful!But you can't say this to Min Yuejun, this kid is capricious, if he really becomes jealous, Yang Jinshu will suffer.

Ruyi gradually woke up, Min Yuejun lost interest in talking nonsense, and asked instead: "Mr. Yang, you said in your letter that Mrs. Zhu Jialiu might be manipulated by a ghost, but is it true?"

"Although we haven't found any definite evidence, what happened in recent days is very strange. I think...it must be related to this."

He Tang slapped his head: "Oh, Fu Lan has already gone to the Zhu Mansion to make trouble, let's catch up!"

Hearing this, Shengun and Min Yuejun were shocked at the same time and said: "Fulan?!"

"Ah... that's right..." He Tang was a little frightened.

Yang Jinshu looked at him: "What Fulan?"

"That's... that water ghost in Xiaowu's body!" He Tang didn't know what the two Taoist priests were surprised at, and said hastily, "He himself said that his name was Fu Lan, and he was very famous during his lifetime! But... Daoist, you ……know?"

Min Yuejun looked at the magic stick, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Holding his forehead with the magic stick, his face was livid: "Do you still remember what I mentioned, the three founders of Qinglian Temple?"

He Tang nodded: "Remember, your master counts as one, and the other two... didn't one pass away and the other Yunyou?"

"Well, the one on Yunyou is called Fulan."

"……What?!"

This news was tantamount to thunder on the ground, making them burnt outside and tender inside.

"Then...that insidious and cunning water ghost is...one of the founders of Qinglian Temple? Are you kidding me?" He Tang really wanted to shake his shoulders and say, "Why is your Qinglian Temple so wonderful? After all, is it still a decent family! How come one is more like a villain than the other!"

God stick:"……"

Min Yuejun: "..."

Knee hurts.

He Tang raised his hand: "On our way to Zhu's house, can you tell me about the past?"

The magic stick shook his head: "There is nothing to say, I only know that he is the most impatient of the three patriarchs, otherwise he would not have left his fellow disciples in the middle of the construction and went out to wander."

"Then?"

"We only occasionally heard from the master that Uncle Fu Lan is a genius and a rare master of Taoism in the world. He not only has a lot of research on Taoism and Buddhism, but also has a deep understanding of ghosts. After he wandered around, the master did not I heard the news about him, but I didn't expect...he was trapped in a well...God's tricks."

"Sounds a bit familiar..." He Tang quietly looked at the magic stick, "I always feel that this setting is a bit similar to you, the magic stick."

The black face of the magic stick: "Where does it look like?"

He Tang snapped his fingers: "Genius, loves to play, intensively practiced many kinds of Taoism, died a miserable death, and... a little heartless."

God stick:"……"

Yang Jinshu patted He Tang on the head: "Don't talk nonsense."

He Tang flattened his mouth: "Oh."

Min Yuejun went out first: "Go to Zhu's house."

The magic stick followed silently.

Ruyi had already woken up and asked with a headache, "Ma'am, this is..."

Wan Niang hurriedly helped her sit up: "Ruyi, listen to me..."

Yang Jinshu and He Tang wisely left and handed it over to them.

Shi Tianning mentioned: "You go first, we will go to Zhu's house to find you after we have settled the matter here."

"it is good."

They followed, only to see Min Yuejun standing up with his sword, and the magic stick lazily following behind him, saving even the strength to fly.

He Tang waved: "Hey, Daoist Min, why don't you bring two more? Although we are ghosts, it would take a lot of mana to fly over!"

The magic stick looked at them sympathetically: "Don't dream, he won't."

Min Yuejun flicked his sleeves, a blue light flashed, and actually lifted the two of them up, far behind them, and drifted away.

He Tang, who made a carrying item, touched Yang Jinshu's arm: "Is this Min Yuejun a little mentally ill..."

"Ok?"

"It's heart disease."

"Oh." Yang Jinshu asked, "What disease?"

"I can't explain clearly, but I always feel that he is...weird." He Tang pondered, "You say he hates the god stick, but he also likes to act coquettishly and complain about the god stick, you say he is good to the god stick, But for killing the magic sticks and doing such insane things, you don’t think it’s because Qinglian’s Feng Shui is not good, so she’s freed from demons?”

Yang Jinshu frowned and said: "Don't talk nonsense, Qinglian Temple...everything has a cause and effect. It's better for us outsiders to talk less about Qinglian Temple."

"It's really not a Feng Shui problem? Do you want to let the magic stick figure it out?"

"He Tang!"

"Okay, okay! I won't say anything!" He Tang conceded defeat, and said to himself, "But I really think that all three of them are mentally ill... Fulan, Shengun, and Min Yuejun...all of them look crazy. Ah! What kind of feng shui is Qinglian Guan..."

"He! Tang!" Yang Jinshu gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up!" He Tang hugged his arm coquettishly, "Let's honestly watch the two show affection in front."

"..." Yang Jinshu raised his forehead, why is He Tang's brain circuit always different from that of ordinary people, when did the master and apprentice fall in love?No... when... did you have this kind of relationship? !