I opened Taoist temple in Liao Zhai

Fangniang shivered all over.

She buried her head lower, pretending not to hear Han Guang's words.Jun Xue narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and said, "Little girl, what did you call her just now?"

"Mr. Huijun, this lady looks a lot like a ghost I've seen in the past, called Fang Niang." Han Guang said calmly, she felt that the relationship between these two women was a bit strange.

"Madam? She deserves to be called Madam!" Xue Junjun was furious, pointing at Fang Niang who was trembling, and said: "It's just my husband's concubine, and she deserves to be called Madam? Don't you have eyes?"

Han Guang took a deep breath, and said calmly: "I don't know about her relationship with the Jun Jun, because when I met her last time, she was still Mrs. Zhou."

"Mrs. Zhou?" Xue Junjun repeated it with a cold face, and suddenly his face showed joy.She said to Han Guang: "Look carefully again, this Xiaohui is really the person you mentioned?"

The two servant girls stepped forward and forced Fangniang's chin up, forcing her entire face to be reflected in the cold eyes.Han Guang nodded and said, "That's right, it's her."

Xue Junjun smiled all over his face: "Girl, tell me, what's going on with Mrs. Zhou this week?"

She ordered someone to bring chairs to Han Guang and serve good tea, and her attitude suddenly became very attentive.Looking at the situation, Han Guang thought that Mr. Xue Jun must have wanted to punish Fang Niang for a long time, but he was suffering without a reasonable reason.She was neither exaggerating nor ambiguous, from Zhou Yuan's arrival to Fangniang's escape, she told the whole story.

The smile on Xue Junjun's face became brighter, she smiled and said: "You mean, there is a life on this Xiaohui?"

"Your Majesty, you can find out about this at the City God's Temple in Zichuan."

"Okay, I'll order someone to investigate now." Xue Junjun immediately ordered the servant girl to deliver the letter, and then said to Han Guang: "I have heard of Guanzhu Chu's name for a long time, and he wiped out Black Mountain and Lanruo Temple by himself, but I didn't expect that you You are so young." Her eyes lingered on Li Nu for a while, then moved away.

Han Guang didn't expect her reputation to spread so far, smiled, and got up to leave.Xue Junjun hurriedly asked someone to send her off, and even invited her to come to the house for tea when she was free.

After the cold light left, the smile on Xue Junjun's face disappeared. She looked down at Fangniang, and said with a sneer: "Usually you rely on the master's favor and pride, but now I see how the master protects you!"

She was taunting and humiliating Fang Niang in every possible way. Outside the hall, a woman in charge came over and reported back: "Junjun, a lost scholar just came to the house. The servant asked his name and family background, and he said His surname is Feng, he is the grandson of Feng Yunzi. Would you like to meet him?"

Feng Yunzi's grandson?

Xue Junjun unconsciously remembered some past events, nodded and said: "Then invite him in."

Day and night are unknown in the ancient tomb, but human energy is limited.

Mr. Long Fei had no one to play with him for many years, so he was full of energy and beat Mi Buyun and Ming Su to the ground.He complained: "You young people, your energy is too weak, how will you get married in the future."

In the brightly lit lobby, Ming Su had already fallen asleep with his pillow on his arm, Mi Buyun yawned and said, "No, no, no, stop playing, wait, wait..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep.

Mr. Long Fei sighed, he could only entertain himself, playing cards by himself.After an unknown amount of time, Han Guang's figure quietly appeared in the ancient tomb, she took Li Nu off his shoulders, and calmly shook his ashes.

Li slave: "..."

Mr. Long Fei: "..."

He couldn't help asking: "What is Guanzhu Chu doing?"

"Shake the ashes, look at its dirty little paws." Han Guang found that the cat never licked himself, which shows that even if it is a demon, it is also a little cat who doesn't like to be clean.

He watched Li Nu's little tail being swayed, with a look of lovelessness on his face, and hurriedly said: "Don't shake it, he will faint if this continues. How is the matter going?"

"Perfect, and there are even unexpected gains." Han Guang put Li Nu on the big table, and said to the old ghost: "I don't want your funeral objects for the time being, so you owe me a favor."

"Don't, don't, don't." The old ghost shook his head vigorously: "You should order something." He understands that it is hard to pay back a favor.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Han Guang said more lazily, helped Ming Su who had fallen asleep, and led her to the tomb where she was resting.Mi Buyun was left sleeping there alone, completely forgotten by his master.

Mr. Long Fei had no choice but to sit on the chair and sighed, and said to himself: "It's really tricky." He raised his eyes and saw the cat, and said again: "Did she give you some kind of soup? Why are you... Can you bear it?"

Li Nu didn't speak, he had already gotten used to it.Mr. Long Fei beckoned, and the paper ghost brought a jug of wine.He poured two cups of wine himself, and said, "Your Excellency, come and taste my plum wine. It was buried in the year I was buried. I usually don't want to drink more."

Meals rot as time goes by, and wine gets sweeter.The sweet fragrance overflowed, Li Nu hesitated for a moment, stuck out his tongue and licked a little.

Meow, it's delicious.

A ghost and a cat chat together here, and after a while, more than half of the jug of plum wine is gone.Mr. Long Fei drank too much wine and spoke boldly to the cat. He held up the wine and said, "Brother Cat, I think back then, you were also a hero, why did you become notorious later..."

In the beginning, the Montenegrin old demon was not called an old demon, but everyone he knew called him Master Ling.Later, for some reason, many evil things came out of Montenegro, which gradually made the gods, ghosts and demons in a radius of hundreds of miles afraid.The King of Montenegro became more and more violent. Behind his back, everyone called him the old demon of Montenegro...

The raccoon slave narrowed the cat's pupils, did not speak, and was still licking the wine.

"It's so hard for you to drink like this, don't you find it annoying?" Mr. Long Fei drank it in one gulp, proudly, and said: "To be honest, seeing you like this now, I feel pity for you. Brother Cat, don't you think it's okay? Miss Chu robbed your nest, so she stayed here and waited for revenge?"

He stretched out his hand to pour himself some wine again, and in his sleepy drunken eyes, at some time, there was a handsome and bohemian young man. He sat on the big table and kicked Mi Buyun who was sleeping on the table. He was kicked down, and then stretched his long legs comfortably.The young man sipped his wine and said lightly, "You don't understand."

"Then you stay in Montenegro all the time, what are you trying to do?" Mr. Long Fei must have drunk too much, leaning on the back of the chair, not paying attention to the change of the raccoon slave: "Encountering thunder calamity is a common thing for people who cultivate the Tao. , if your Excellency trapped yourself because of this catastrophe, then there is no need for it."

"Then what do you say?"

"You should walk, you should go. The world is so big, why bother to stick to love and hatred." Mr. Long Fei closed his eyes and said, "Whether you are a human being, a fairy, a demon, or a ghost, isn't it all about being relaxed and happy?" ?”

The young man didn't speak any more, and his eyes seemed to be stained with a little drunkenness, hazy and quiet.

……

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Mi Buyun was woken up by the cold slate.

He opened his eyes and felt something was wrong with the surrounding environment, and he didn't know where he fell.He got up in a daze and realized that he was under the table.

There was a sweet smell of alcohol around, and Mi Buyun vaguely saw the old ghost in a red shroud drinking with a young man at the table.

He really couldn't see the young man's face clearly, he seemed to be very thin and dressed in black.He seemed to see himself, said something softly, and Mi Buyun lost consciousness again.

After Han Guang woke up, he simply tidied up and walked into the lobby.

The ancient tomb always gives people a feeling of late night, it seems that everyone should fall into a deep sleep.In the lobby, the old ghost disappeared, only Mi Buyun collapsed on the stone slab, sound asleep.

The big table was so clean that even the raccoon slave didn't know where to rest.

She couldn't stand it anymore, leaned over and said, "Hey, Lao Mi, sleep on the ground and be careful not to catch a cold."

Mi Buyun didn't respond, so Han Guang had to reach out and turn him over so that his face wouldn't touch the ground.Mi Buyun was still in his dream, and he talked intermittently in his sleep: "Yes, yes... man, heh...hehehe..."

Cold light:? ?

What does it mean?

She didn't have time to think about a certain orientation of Mi Buyun. Dai Sheng walked in with a volume of books and was a little disappointed to see her: "Ah, I heard a voice, and thought it was time for dinner."

"Don't you think the food ten years ago was not good?"

"I figured it out." Dai Sheng sat down, held his chin and said, "The taste is not bad, it's better than starving to death. Guanzhu Chu, do you think I should go out?"

Han Guang said: "This is your own choice."

"I'm a little confused. Let's go home. I'm afraid I won't be able to study quietly. I'm really going to hell." Dai Sheng sighed and said, "A year ago, when I was drunk, I met my cousin .He actually died a long time ago, and now he is in charge of the book of life and death with the wheel-turning king. He told me that after I die, I will go to the dark hell."

He said: "It's ashamed to say that I didn't believe in retribution from the underworld before, and I did all kinds of bad things. Since I met my cousin, I have reformed myself, but what I have done is done. So I was thrown into the well later." Here, I am also willing..."

Back then, Dai Sheng was suave and suave, hooking up with married women everywhere, including his neighbor's wife.Although he changed his mind later, the neighbor still held a grudge, so he found an opportunity and pushed him into the well.

Han Guang said: "So, do you want to make amends?"

"Yes, I am." Dai Sheng raised his head suddenly and said seriously: "The old ancestor is right. Although I have done good deeds and accumulated virtues, my strength is still meager. If I can be elected and become an official, then I am not very powerful. The opportunity to do good deeds! Although the ancient tomb is bitter, it is not as bitter as hell. This place is perfect for sharpening my resolve."

He figured it out.

Only when people have fear, can they restrain their behavior. Han Guang suddenly felt that this person may not be unsalable.

Dai Sheng took out the paper and pen, wrote a letter to his family, and handed it to Han Guang.In the letter, he told his mother not to worry and not to worry about it, and he expressed some apologies to his wife by the way.

Now that the matter had been settled, Han Guang didn't delay any longer, and when Mr. Long Fei floated out again, he asked him to resign.

When he arrived at the village where Dai Sheng lived, Han Guang told the whole story, and then handed the letter to Dai Mu.

Dai's mother didn't believe it at first, but the letter was indeed in Dai Sheng's handwriting, so she believed it and felt relieved.On the contrary, Dai Sheng's wife, after reading the letter, with tears in her eyes, went into the house without saying a word.

Mother Dai sighed: "My son was ashamed of her in the past, but now, it's only according to her will."

Han Guang smiled faintly, took the reward, took Mi Buyun, Ming Su and Li Nu, and flew towards Jinhua through the soil.In the evening, a few people stepped into the Black Mountain Taoist Temple, and Ming Su was slightly taken aback when he saw the new look of the Sanqing Hall.

"Wu Yushou promised to rebuild the statue of Sanqing before, and now it has been molded and delivered. The rest is the merits donated by Song Yuanwai and others." Han Guang smiled slightly, and said: "Go and see your mother."

Ming Su whimpered, and ran towards the backyard like flying.When Yan Chixia and Xiaoqian heard the movement, they came up to greet her, asking questions and talking non-stop.

Several people talked about dry mouth, Yan Chixia suddenly said: "Monastery Master, my exam is coming up, I am going to leave the day after tomorrow."

Mi Buyun hurriedly asked: "Will you come back?"

He was slightly taken aback, and after a while, he calmly said: "If I have time, I will still come back to visit you."

There is always a banquet in the world, and Hanguang has understood this truth since he founded the Taoist temple.She nodded and said, "Okay, I will have a banquet to see you off tomorrow night."

……

into the night.

At the beginning of the moonlight, the earth is cold and white, and there is only the chirping of crickets in the forest.A black figure was walking on the roof of the Montenegro Taoist Temple. His four short legs and high raised tail revealed his identity.

Li Nu turned his head to look at the Taoist temple, and jumped down from the eaves.

Before leaving, he wanted to confirm one more thing.

He walked to the two rows of wing rooms in the backyard, walked to a certain room precisely, jumped onto the window sill, and pushed forward slightly.

Just about to sneak in sideways, he suddenly froze.

Indoors, the cold light gently picked up the water around him and sprinkled it on his shoulders.She was sitting alone in the bathtub, her wet hair was draped behind her shoulders, revealing her fair back.

However, on the right arm, a large bloodstain was shocking, like the work of a whip.

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