Daoist, I am married

Chapter 47: Qingshen Gathering for a Banquet and Drinking

The most important news brought by Senior Brother Ming Cong, one is the location of Mirage and that group of people, and the other is the location of Jingzhu.

Bai Yiyi came back when twilight fell, and brought one more thing with him.

Jin Ze stared at the baby shining with white light with wide eyes, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was no different from the pearl pretending to be the baby.

"This is our family heirloom?"

Bai Yi nodded.

"You won't be cheated, right? This is too..." It's too ugly.

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yitiao knocked on the forehead: "I've carried this thing with me for decades, I don't know what it looks like?"

Jin Ze rubbed his head: "I'm just curious... where did you find it?"

Bai Yitiao looked at Ming Cong who stretched out his hand to rub Jinze's head and nodded, and then said: "In the mirage. How is your side? Half of the time has passed."

Five days, the time given by Mirage.

This thing is actually in the mirage, but the most dangerous place is also the safest place, which is why the Jingzhu could not be found by those people.

Ming Cong said, "That's enough." He added, "We can start tonight."

Bai Yiyi shivered: "Okay, it's tonight."

The sky had just turned dark, and the beach was already full of flames. A group of people dressed in mixed black and white gathered at the beach, and there were Zhang Ming Talismans hanging in mid-air.

After being suffocated in the South China Sea for so many days, I can finally unleash my fists and kicks and do a good job.

Ming Cong and He Shouwu stood at the forefront, giving orders to everyone.

Kanazawa and Baiyi stood aside, watching this scene couldn't help but feel a little excited.finally reached.

"Let's go." With an order, the black and white teams split up.

Qingluo disciples in black costumes scattered like phantoms, and went to shrines in various places to eliminate the medium of this curse.

Chen Xiang's disciples, who were too conspicuous in white clothes, quickly dispersed to the coastal route and began to prepare for the battle-trying to form and eliminate the remaining obstacles.

So this night, the evil spirits who lived upstream with their necks curled up recently lost a lot of men.Looking at Chen Xiang's situation, his keen sense of smell made him instantly decide to go for the best plan.

When it was about to dawn, people just woke up from their dreams, but they didn't know that a big sweep had already started outside.

The two groups of people reunited at the beach again, and they all stared intently at the bead in Baiyi's hand.

Bai Yiyi took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, the pearl in his hand floated into the air with a shining white light, and Bai Yiyi sent spiritual power from his hand, and the pure pearl began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The original white light gradually became whiter until it was dazzling, and the bead had turned into a ball of light.

Bai Yiyi threw the ball of light, it rose above the sea level, and stopped at a suitable height, and then the sea surface that was originally swaying with fine waves moved without wind, and began to turn waves.

The bead is still emitting pure white light.The turbulence of the sea surface became more and more severe, and then a black filamentary mist rose from the sea surface, and the black mist was instantly dispelled when it reached the white light.

Everyone watched as black mist rose continuously in the sea, and then was continuously dissipated. As the mist dissipated, the white light group also dimmed a bit.

There are too many dirty things in the sea.There are not only wastes left by people's lives, but also a large part that is inseparable from that group of people.After all, the sea is closely related to the mirage, and controlling the sea water is equivalent to controlling the mirage.

After purifying a cup of tea in this way, the sea water is obviously much clearer.Bai Yiyi put away the shining beads, and nodded to Ming Cong.

Ming Cong opened the mouth and said: "Spread the news that the cause of the disease has been found. The disease is caused by drinking polluted sea water. Now the sea water has been purified by Mr. Bai's purification beads, so you don't have to worry anymore. Most importantly, The pearl is in the hands of Mr. Bai."

The disciples took orders, and within half a day, the news had spread throughout the entire South China Sea.The people breathed a sigh of relief.They are discussing that the cause of the disease has been found, and it has been solved by a thing called Jingzhu, so they don't have to worry about it all day long.

Many people cheered and cheered, and set up tables to host a banquet to entertain Chenxiangwu and Qingluo disciples who solved the crisis for them.

At this time, Wu Xiuwei, who finally came out of the house, was stunned when he heard the news. He retreated for several days and found nothing.

"Onion, this water is really..."

Ming Cong explained to him: "We can't sit still, we can only do a little trick. They seem to be very interested in that pearl."

"Are you going to use this as bait?"

Ming Cong: "Of course I won't use real ones."

"Brother, brother," Bao Bao ran over on short legs, holding up a pearl that glowed white in his hand, and said to Ming Cong, "Can you let my father out to play with me?"

Ming Onion: "..."

Wu Xiuwei: "..."

All disciples, watch the play.

Jin Ze strode over and snatched the beads from the baby's hand, gave everyone in Chenxiangwu an apologetic look, and said to the baby: "Your father is not here, brother will give you another one to play with, let's go."

Before leaving, he glanced at Ming Cong, Ming Cong nodded to him: "Put it away."

Jin Ze winked at him, and went out with the baby in his arms: "Let's go eat delicious food, do you want to be obedient?"

Everyone, no eyes.

The episode passed, and everyone gathered at the banquet prepared by the villagers.

After the arrival of Chenxiangwu, no one was killed at sea, and people's food was guaranteed. Now that the epidemic has passed and their lives have been saved, they have to admit that sometimes asking for help is more effective than praying for gods and worshiping Buddha.

"Brother, this!"

The banquet used a long table, and Baobao finally accepted the reality of his short hands after pinching off several pieces of fish, and began to stretch his arms to direct the money.

Yinzi was very busy, picking some fish with chopsticks for Baobao, and some bones for Jinze.

By the way, he reprimanded the unconscionable Jinxiang who only knew that he was drinking, and looked up at Axiu who was eagerly looking at a plate of dried fish. He immediately wanted to give birth to a few more hands, and hurriedly got up to hold the small dried fish for Axiu , and then got a sweet smile from Axiu.

Yinzi was indulging in Axiu's sweet dimples when a shadow suddenly fell on her head.He looked up, and it was Daoist Ming coming over.

Jin Ze raised his eyes, showed a slight smile, made room for him, and put the bowls and chopsticks on the way: "Are you done?"

Ming Cong sat down next to him, responded with a low voice, and then took a sip of hot water from the cup he handed over.

Yinzi froze and squeezed towards the baby.

The baby said "Yeah", looked at the knocked fish and frowned at the silver.

At this time, Yin Zi was all focused on the two people who seemed like no one else around, muttering to himself why are they so close?

Ming Cong had long hands, and brought a few ribs to Jinze and put them in his bowl.While eating, Kanazawa pointed to the fish balls that he had been thinking about for a long time.

Yinzi: Isn't that too blatant?

Ming Cong's fingers moved slightly, and the few meatballs on the plate disappeared, appearing out of nowhere in the Jinze bowl.

Yinzi: Don't you care about saving face?

face?nonexistent.

On the contrary, Ming Cong's behavior provided an idea for the Chenxiangwu and Qingluo disciples present. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the fish, meat, and chicken on the table disappeared, and all the disciples' bowls were full.

Yinzi held up his chopsticks and looked at the soup on the table: Is this really good?

Fortunately, knowing that there are many people, the meals are well prepared.

When a new wave of food came to the table, the money immediately filled me up, and by the way I brought a lot to Baobao and Axiu. As for the young master...

The young master doesn't need him anymore...

"This is not tasty." Kanazawa, like when he was a child, stuffed the green onion with a bite that he thought was not tasty.

Ming Cong didn't waste any of it, and helped him solve it all.

Silently looking at all the silver and looking at Jinxiang, I urgently need to find someone who feels the same to vent my feelings at this time.Reluctantly, all he could see was the wine at the table, and he was having a good time with Qing Luo's disciples.

"Alas..." he sighed.

"Alas..." came the same sigh from the opposite side.

Yinzi looked over, it was a group of Chenxiang disciples in white clothes.

His eyes lit up for a moment, dragged his family, hugged the baby and squeezed to another table opposite with the bowl and chopsticks in his arms.

Minglang also squeezed over with a bowl.

"I think I can guess what you were thinking just now." Yinzi sat down and said the first sentence.

"I think I can also guess what you were thinking just now." Minglang put down his chopsticks and leaned over.

However, before they could express their thoughts, a head leaned over from the other side and said in a low voice, "Dude, is your young master really married?"

"It's absolutely true!" Yin Zi also lowered his voice.

Several disciples of Chen Xiang leaned over to this side and raised their ears.

"I'm still at the wedding, but I watched my young master and grandma worship and enter the bridal chamber."

"My senior brother is also married, but, but..." Ming Lang frowned, "How should I say this?"

As he spoke, he looked at the two people on the other table. Young Master Jin didn't know what he was talking about. He patted his senior brother on the shoulder while talking.

Another head leaned over to the side: "But this is also too emotional, right?"

"You guys also feel this way?" Ming Lang looked at the senior brothers who were leaning over their heads, and seeing them all nodding, he suddenly realized that he finally knew why it was weird, but the relationship between these two people was too good to be good. Like ordinary friends but like...

Yinzi thought, so the two of them hadn't made it public yet, but their behavior was no different from making it public, so it was no wonder that Chen Xiang's disciples were also so depressed.

While feeding the child, he said under his throat: "My young master has never had many friends. To have such a good man as Daoist Ming, ah, no, good friends, better feelings, it is inevitable."

After he finished speaking, he sighed again in his heart. He thought he could find the insider, but he didn't expect to turn around for them. He really asked for trouble.

"Is that so?" Ming Lang frowned, "My seniors don't have many friends, but they have never been so considerate to us seniors."

"This is a confidant, that Boya Ziqi, you know? It's like that." Yinzi raised his eyebrows to show off his knowledge.

"Who are you talking about?" An equally low voice came.

The disciples Yinzi and Chenxiang raised their heads and saw a row of shiny bald heads on the opposite side. Under the bald heads were the same shining eyes—the light that longed for gossip.

In line with the principle of gossip, Disciple Chen Xiang and Disciple Qing Luo shared the problems that have been bothering them.

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