There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

The night was getting darker, but the gate of the Liu family compound was brightly lit, and people in robes or bald heads kept coming in and out. Ye Qinghe and his little friends squatted behind the tree opposite the Liu family and watched for a long time. The cute little meow Finally came to a conclusion: "The people who went in were all Taoist priests or monks. Do you think they are exorcising evil spirits?"

"Exorcism?" asked Ye Qinghe Qin Xuehao, a country bumpkin in the human world, "Why do you need Taoist priests and monks to exorcise evil spirits? Shouldn't they look for immortals or practitioners?"

"This..." Meng Xiaomiao choked suddenly. How would she systematically explain to Ye Qinghe that cultivation practice is not very popular in the world, and real practitioners rarely appear in densely populated places, but there are always all kinds of people in the world? Such demons and ghosts appeared, and then an organized and disciplined industry called the god stick was born?

Seeing that the cute cat hadn't spoken for a long time, Ye Qinghe turned his head and looked at the cute kitten seriously. The cute cat had no choice but to say: "In short, it means that there is indeed a devil in the Liu family. Should we go in and have a look? ?”

"How to get in?" Ye Qinghe suddenly thought of the situation when he was pushed to the competition ring during the day, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Meng Xiaomiao waved mysteriously and said, "Listen to me, we're like this..."

A quarter of an hour later, two people dressed as Taoists brought three girls to the gate of Liu's compound, and said to the gatekeeper: "We are Taoists practicing on Beiman Mountain. The air is overflowing, I want to go in and see what's going on, and I hope you will go and report to your master."

These two servants were probably used to people like Taoist priests coming and going in and out of Liu's compound. After hearing what Ye Qing and the incarnate Taoist said, they waved without thinking, "Go in."

The permission to enter the door was so easy that Ye Qinghe couldn't react. After standing at the door for a while, he came back to his senses and led the people inside.

However, as soon as he took one foot in, the servant suddenly regretted it, stretched out his hand to block Ye Qinghe, and said suspiciously: "You said that you are Taoist priests who practiced in Beiman Mountain, so what happened to the three women behind you? How can a Taoist bring a woman with him!"

Ye Qinghe raised his head in a daze, and looked at the servant in puzzlement—is Taoist priests not allowed to take women?

Meng Xiaomiao was standing next to Ye Qinghe. Seeing Ye Qinghe's bewildered expression, she became anxious and was about to find a reason to prevaricate, but Ye Qinghe suddenly said: "Actually, they are not human."

"Huh? Not a human?" The servant immediately shifted his gaze to Meng Xiaomiao and the others. After scanning back and forth a few times, he frowned and said, "How can this person who is panting with his eyes open be not a human? Do you think we are blind?"

"It's actually like this." Ye Qinghe put the props in his hand into his arm, freed a hand to stroke the fake beard on his chin, and explained with a fairy-like appearance: " Have you ever heard of envoys? In fact, they are all mountain elves, controlled by me with spells, and covered on the paper figures I cut out. With the help of my spiritual power, they can enter the ordinary people's version of action, but they are Those who don’t have active consciousness, they will do whatever I tell them to do.”

Saying that, Ye Qinghe turned his head, winked at Meng Xiaomiao desperately, and said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, look, I let them sing, and they will sing."

Cute little meow: "..."

What should I do, I really want to hit someone, but their disguise will be exposed if they move their hands.

Meng Xiaomiao could only look at Ye Qinghe with a "smile", wondering what kind of trouble this person would make.

The two servants next to him became interested, and came over curiously, looked at Meng Xiaomiao's face carefully, and said, "Is it really a paper figure? Why does it look so real? You asked her to sing us a song listen?"

Ye Qinghe smiled deeper, looked at Meng Xiaomiao, and said, "Did you hear me, sing."

Meng Xiaomiao gritted her teeth, but did not move.

Seeing the puzzled expression on Jia Ding's face, Ye Qinghe smiled and said, "I'm a bit stupid as a paper person. Wait a minute, she needs a little time to react."

Cute little meow: "!!!"

Too much!

Everyone looked at Meng Xiaomiao in unison. Meng Xiaomiao was helpless. After being silent for a moment and realizing that resistance was useless, she opened her mouth and began to sing: "Nongyu is light, Feiqiong is muddy, sock dust steps down the labyrinth..."

As soon as Meng Xiaomiao sang a few words, the people next to her couldn't help frowning, and the two servants even covered their ears, saying: "Stop, stop, stop singing! You go in! It's too ugly Already!"

The cute little meow shut her mouth in an instant, and stared at the two with wide eyes.

Ye Qinghe didn't expect Meng Xiaomiao's singing voice to be so "intoxicating", so he smiled dryly, and explained bravely: "This is not a paper man, so it is normal to have five-tone insufficiency."

"Okay, okay, please come in, you two, go inside, and someone will welcome you." The servant was afraid that Ye Qinghe would let Meng Xiaomiao come again, so he hurriedly made a gesture of inviting me in.

Only then did Ye Qing and his group enter Liu's courtyard.

Entering the gate of Liu's house, there is a big yard inside. After a few people walked for a long distance, after leaving the gate and no one was around, Meng Xiaomiao rushed to Ye Qinghe's back and grabbed him by the neck , gritted his teeth and said: "Paper man? Singing is terrible?!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Ye Qinghe knew that he would be settled by Meng Xiaomiao afterwards, but he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly. He coughed while holding Meng Xiaomiao's hand: "Isn't it all In order for everyone to enter the Liu residence smoothly, it is a helpless move, a helpless move!"

"Hmph!" Hearing what he said, Meng Xiaomiao reluctantly let him go, snorted coldly, and got off Ye Qinghe's body.

Ye Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak when there was a sound of footsteps in the distance. Hearing this sound, Ye Qinghe immediately fell silent and turned his head to look in the direction of the person coming.

Not long after, a fat old man came by the gate of the garden. When he saw Ye Qinghe and the others, he was obviously taken aback: "You are..."

"Ahem." Ye Qinghe suddenly remembered his character design, and immediately put on a high-minded expression, saying: "The two of us are Taoist priests practicing on Beiman Mountain. I heard that Liu's residence is in trouble, so I came here to take a look. , the three behind us are our envoys."

Although the man didn't understand what envoys were, but he sounded very powerful, he nodded in confusion and said, "I am the housekeeper of Liu's residence, you can call me Butler Liu, it's getting late today, sir There is a banquet in the hall, everyone go over and have dinner first."

Do you have food as soon as you walk in?

This was far beyond the expectations of Ye Qinghe and the others.

Ye Qinghe turned his head to look at Bu Sangyu, but saw Bu Sangyu nodded, so he turned his head and said to Steward Liu, "In that case, then follow the master's arrangement."

Butler Liu showed a smile, turned around and took two steps forward, then turned around and said, "Follow me."