I opened Taoist temple in Liao Zhai

Han Guang said expressionlessly: "Beaver slave."

Ling Zhao: "..."

He decided not to get angry with this woman, took out an orange from his sleeve, and ate it by himself.Han Guang looked at him like a cat, and was even more speechless.

She asked: "Your old way is not shallow, what are you doing with me?"

"My lord, don't be so sentimental. I used to live there." Ling Zhao threw away the orange peel, clapped his hands and said, "I'm going home."

Han Guang looked at him, and slowly said: "Then you are... Black Mountain... old cat?"

Ling Zhao:? ?

He glanced at Hanguang's shoulder, knowing that he had no chance to jump up, and sighed regretfully.If it wasn't for his covetousness to eat melon seeds there, he wouldn't have shown his human form early...

"That's right," he said confidently: "Heishan Laoxie, Heishan Laodao, Heishan Laoyao... Are you surprised that our Heishan is rich in Lao Tzu?"

Han Guang: Lao Tzu? ?

This cat looks good, and it has also transformed into a shape. Why doesn't it speak human words?Another thing flashed in her mind, thinking about it now, she was very annoyed.

"You last time..." She stared at Ling Zhao, lowered her voice, and put one hand on the hilt of the sword.

Ling Zhao didn't know, and said, "Meow?"

He had a pure and innocent face, and his eyes were as light as a boy's. Han Guang was almost bewitched by this beauty, forgetting his original intention.When she realized it, she bit her lip hard.

There are too many mysteries about this raccoon slave, so we should be more cautious.

Back in Montenegro, the first person I met was Xiaoqian.

When she saw Ling Zhao, she was startled suddenly, and the pressure from nowhere made her feel extremely uncomfortable.Where is this god?She didn't have any evil spirit in her body, so she didn't dare to ask.

Han Guang seemed to see through what she was thinking, and said casually, "This is the gourd baby."

Xiaoqian said, "Oh..."

It wasn't until she saw the calabash baby strutting into the Sanqing Hall and began to skillfully look for food and drink that she asked in a daze, "Could this be a raccoon slave?"

Han Guang nodded, regretful and said: "It's because I met cats."

Accidentally picked up a fine cat, was eaten tofu countless times, and now I don't even have a chance to touch the fluff.She considered taking Yunyun into Taoism to raise her, but she was worried that Ling Zhao, a vinegar jar, would eat melons and eat Yun.

For now, let's keep an eye on him carefully...

Xin Shishiniang bid farewell to her, saying that she would come to Montenegro to visit her another day.After Han Guang sent her out of the mountain gate, when she was thinking about how to settle Ling Zhao, a couple came to the mountain gate with their servants and walked towards her.

The couple were well dressed and young, about thirty or so.To Han Guang's surprise, the lady was not human, but she couldn't see through the origin of the other party.

The lady is very white, and her smile is very gentle, like an orchid quietly blooming in the mountains.She was full of aura, holding a pot of withered flowers, and said to Han Guang: "Excuse me, is the temple master here?"

……

In the living room, Ming Su brought three cups of tea and left.

After Han Guang treated the guests to tea, he asked: "Mr. Ma and his wife are here to visit Han Guan, what's the important thing?"

Mr. Ma smiled and said: "It's nothing important. My wife and I are traveling in the mountains and rivers. I heard people say that the Taoist temple in Heishan is effective, so I passed by and wanted to come and see it. It's better to meet each other than to be famous. Now I want to donate a little merit to the Taoist temple. The master has a look." How?"

Send money when we meet?

Han Guang smiled slightly, this matter is definitely not simple.It seems that although this lady is a ghost, she has a very good relationship with Mr. Ma, and it doesn't seem like she came here to catch monsters.

"Did the son and wife encounter any difficulties?"

Mr. Ma laughed and said: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the viewer! Please ask Zhuo Jing to explain this to the viewer."

He looked at his wife tenderly and nodded to her.Mrs. Ma still held the pot of withered flowers, and said to Han Guang: "Passing this place, I saw that the geomantic omen in the mountain is quite good, and the aura is full of aura, so I want to foster this potted flower in my hand. The lord doesn't have to worry about him , life and death from now on will depend on destiny, I wonder if the temple master will agree?"

"what is this flower?"

"It's a chrysanthemum."

There are withered flower branches buried in the soil, and there is a little greenness from a close look, but it is very faint, just like the soul in the flower.There is a faint smell of wine in the soil, for some reason.

Seeing that she was silent, Mrs. Ma was also prepared in her heart. Although she was disappointed, she didn't show it.She said softly: "This flower... is different from ordinary flowers. If it is watered with wine, it will grow better."

Han Guang felt that the flower was getting more and more interesting, so he couldn't help asking: "Does this flower have a name?"

"Yes, he called, 'Intoxicated'!"

Zui Tao was placed in the garden in the backyard, and a sign was erected next to it, which said, 'Taoist temple protects chrysanthemums, tearing is prohibited'.

Seeing that she agreed, the Ma couple immediately bought wine locally, almost buying up all the wine in Qingshan Town.A jar of good wine was sent to the Taoist temple, and it filled the entire wing room.

As the sun was setting, Mi Buyun came back with a suitcase on his back, yelling: "The whole Qingshan Town is saying that the Taoist temple will not hold a wedding banquet or a hundred days. Why do you need so much wine?"

He saw a young man he had never seen standing beside Han Guang, and was startled: "Monastery Master, are you really going to hold a wedding banquet?"

Han Guang: "..."

She said lightly: "Come on, Lao Mi, I met Li Nu, and now my name is Ling Zhao."

Mi Buyun trembled, turned around and ran, not daring to stay any longer.Looking at the withered flower, Ling Zhao said happily: "It seems that there will be chrysanthemum tea soon."

The cold light immediately pierced his fantasy: "No, you are forbidden to get close to him. Huang Ying trusts me so much. Although I may not be able to feed drunkenness, at least I will not die under your cat's claws."

"Monastery, who is Huang Ying?" Xiaoqian was a little curious.

"It's Mrs. Ma just now." Han Guang accidentally said her boudoir name, although no one told her this.That Mrs. Ma's real name should be Tao Huangying.

And this potted flower should be her own brother.

Half a month later, Xin Shiniang came to the Taoist temple with her father to visit with cakes.

With the help of their relatives, they have already found a new house, which is actually an old abandoned house.Foxes have always been used to living in dilapidated temples and dilapidated houses. They are used to living in dilapidated houses. Sometimes even the cups and plates for the banquet are "borrowed" from wealthy people thousands of miles away.

Fourteen Niang also warmly invited: "My Lord, if you have nothing to do, come and visit my house. My little sister is fluffy, and it's fun too..."

Ling Zhao, who was eating pastries, suddenly became unhappy, and looked up at her.

Han Guang ignored him, but it sounded a little interesting, she just loved the soft touch.Fourteen Niang is good at embroidery, and she also made new shoes and socks for Han Guang.

Such a virtuous person, it would be a pity to marry Feng Sheng...

Han Guang was very moved, put away his belongings, and prepared to go up the mountain with Fourteen Niang to catch some crickets. At noon, there was going to be a banquet for the Xin family father and daughter.She and Fourteenth Niang left the Zhaitang hand in hand, without even looking at Ling Zhao.

The former temple owner who loves cats suddenly felt sour in his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Why did everything change when the fox came?

He casually glanced outside and saw Mi Buyun walking towards the Zhaitang, smelling the fragrance.Ling Zhao was sitting far away, so Mi Buyun couldn't see him.

The mist of steaming rice floated in the dining hall, because it was summer, the mist was very light.With a wave of Ling Zhao's hand, the mist immediately diffused into the entire dining hall, like the mist of a winter morning, and nothing could be seen in the vastness.

The top of Mi Buyun's 叆叇 was naturally covered with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly.He walked too fast, and the fog cleared too fast, he didn't react when he reached the threshold, only heard a 'thump', and he was tripped by the threshold.

"It hurts!" He covered his forehead aggrievedly.

When the fog cleared, Mi Buyun got up from the ground and saw Ling Zhao's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.It's the cat again!

The bullied Mi Buyun couldn't take it anymore, ran out of the door, and complained to the temple master...

……

Ling Zhao was jealous all day long, and Han Guang also had a headache.

She really couldn't figure out how this guy who was full of mysteries and looked like a villain was so much more fun like a mentally handicapped child.She originally suspected that the old Heishan cat was the old Heishan demon, but after Mi Buyun's repeated complaints, Han Guang felt that this cat's mentality was not enough to be the king of a mountain.

At best, Ling Zhao is just a favorite pet, who used to rely on jealousy to get to the top.

She had to try her best to ignore the cat, or she really wanted to beat him up.It was a bleak autumn day, but good news came from Yan Chixia.

He sent someone to send a letter, saying that he had passed the Juren examination and would go to Beijing to take the examination next year.

When Han Guang saw this letter, he immediately asked Mi Buyun to buy some big red paper, wrote a few large characters on it with a brush, and then asked Xiaoqian to paste it outside the Taoist temple.

These words are: Congratulations to Guan Yan Chixia for passing the exam!

In this way, the people who came and went to offer incense all saw this sentence, and some people also saw Yan Chixia, and they all spread the word about it.Not long after, such a saying spread in the nearby villages——

"I heard that the Black Mountain Taoist Temple is effective! Burning incense can pass the exam!"

Although Yan Chixia was absent, his star effect was there and brought a lot of incense to the Taoist temple.There are also scholars who are studying, who come to visit because of their reputation, and some stay in Taoist temples for a few days.

Han Guang hadn't talked to them much, she didn't understand the stereotyped essays.I only remember that there was a ghost named Song Sheng inside. Although he was dead, he devoted himself to learning, stood outside the mountain gate, and worshiped again and again at the Taoist temple.

……

In the early morning, Han Guang got up early and poured wine on Zui Tao, went to the foot of the mountain to buy roast chicken, and fled to Xin Shi Shiniang's new home.

They lived in a dilapidated house in the southern outskirts of Jinhua, built in the middle of a field, surrounded by lonely graves, which looked in disrepair.Fourteenth Niang came out to meet her in person, and walked through a wood gate, and the courtyard inside was completely new.

The house was tidy, and the girl's light laughter came from the sill window.She pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Cousin Duan and cousin Huang are also here today!"

Han Guang said, "Is it just a coincidence that I came here?"

Fourteenth Niang took her arm and said with a smile: "No way, Sanniang and Jiulang also want to meet the rumored Guanzhu."

Hearing this, Han Guang glanced at her silently.

Duan Sanniang, Huang Jiulang?

This is really a relative with a name...

The author has something to say: Intoxicated, from "Liao Zhai·Huang Ying"

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ye Du Zhou Heng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!