Let go of that Yang Jian and let me come

Ning Jing listened to Lin Xuan's appeal behind Erlang Shen's back, and couldn't help but look up at her master.Master Qingyuan Miaodao was also looking at him, there was no expression on Qingjun's face, but he stretched out his hand to pinch Ning Jing's dog paw.

Ning Jing was not sure whether Master Qingyuan Miaodao was in charge of this matter or not. Although they were both immortals, this was the temple of God Erlang, and the other party was seeking God Lord Erlang.

Lin Xuan kowtowed three more times.

"All of this is my fault. If Erlang Shenjun can show his spirit, I will die willingly."

How could the gods murder the lives of mortals?Ning Jing tilted her head.

Lin Xuan babbled for a long time, all he said was asking God Erlang to get rid of the demon, but he didn't mention what the demon was, where it came from, how it made Qingping town smoky, and he didn't care about the injury on his leg. When it was about to light, he left by himself.

Ning Jing listened to Lin Xuan's nonsense all night, and was too lazy during the day, so she huddled in Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun's arms.Master Qingyuan Miaodao didn't hurry, he went straight down the hillside and took him to Qingping Town.

Is this to meddle in Erlang Shen's business?

Ning Jing was not sure about True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao's temper, but he claimed to be an excellent Heavenly wolf god dog, and with a slight movement of his nose, he could smell a very faint trace of evil spirit.It is very simple to distinguish between evil spirit and immortal energy. To Ning Jing, immortal energy is a bit sweet and greasy, while evil spirit is like the smell of poop. His five senses are more sensitive than ordinary wolfhounds, so even if only This trace of evil spirit was enough for him to notice.He scratched the lapel of True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao.

True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao pressed his eyebrows.

Do you mean take it easy?

Ning Jing's eyeballs rolled back and forth, looking around.The dust was slightly dew, and it was the time for the morning market in Qingping Town. The small vendors on the street had already spread out their stalls, were laying out their goods, started their stoves, and started trading. It was very lively.

"It's a good start, pick up radishes, the best Qingjiangbai—"

"Poor business, rich business, neither is worth a piece of candy—"

All kinds of cries came up one after another, making Ning Jing's ears tremble slightly.His nostrils also fluttered twice, and he looked at a stall in front of him.It was a wonton stall, and the owner of the stall was an old woman. She unhurriedly wrapped twelve wontons, filled them in a basket and put them in boiling water, then poured spices and lard into the wok beside them and fried them fiercely. Fried fragrant.

Master Qingyuan Miaodao sat down at the old woman's stall. He didn't speak, but watched as the old woman dug a little of the fried spices and lard into the bowl, poured the broth, and then scooped up the cooked wontons. Take it out and pour it into a bowl.

When Ning Jing smelled it, her tail started to flick.Now his tail is thin and short, brushing Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao's chest very itchy, so Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao put him on the table.

The old woman gently put the wontons in front of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, and said with a smile: "Zhenjun, long time no see."

"I'm just passing by." Master Qingyuan Miaodao took a small bowl covered on the table, scooped up a few wontons, and pushed them in front of Ning Jing. "But I heard some rumors."

"Since it is a rumor, there is no need to believe it."

Ning Jing took a wonton and rolled it around in her mouth, but her eyes were on the old woman.

"This is your place, I don't want to say more."

The wonton in Ning Jing's mouth fell back into the small bowl.

your territory?Fuck, is this old woman Erlang Shen?

"Don't be so sloppy." True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao frowned. "If you lose my face, I will beat you to death."

Ning Jing: "..." The dislocated jaw couldn't close at all!How did Erlang God turn into an old woman and stay in Qingping Town selling wontons?Is he so poor?And what about the legendary Xiaotian dog?Why didn't he smell any dog ​​smell?

"You are very carefree, but you have hurt me." The old woman looked at Ning Jing kindly. "It's very boring for me to be here alone. How about Zhenjun sending this puppy to me as a companion?"

Ning Jing's little broken leg immediately moved a few steps closer to True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao.

I don't know if this action pleased True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao, he hummed and laughed, and said: "You dare to move my things? You want to die."

Old woman: "..."

"But if you tell me about Qingping Town, I will forgive your rudeness."

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I'll take care of it. If Zhenjun is just passing by, go after eating wontons." The old woman looked at Ning Jing and sighed regretfully.

"Eat, I won't give you up to others." Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun touched Ning Jing's head, and then said to the old woman: "Since you can handle it well, I won't interfere in this matter, just Be quick with your hands and feet, lest the people in Heaven know and pick your celestial roots."

"I can save it."

Ning Jing looked at the old woman, then at Master Qingyuan Miaodao, slowly put his mouth back into his small bowl, and began to eat wontons.I have to say that the craftsmanship of this "Erlang God" is really good. The skin of the wonton is thin and thick, and it is full of elasticity. It is poured with spice sauce and broth, and the entrance is smooth and tender, which makes Ning Jing want to stop.

So the whole bowl went into Ning Jing's stomach.

After eating the wontons, Master Qingyuan Miaodao bid farewell to the old woman, bought a few small tops, and left with Ning Jing. He felt that it was already midnight when he opened his eyes, and his dog eyes could only see the back of the familiar Erlang Shenjun.

Ning Jing: "..." If you didn't guess wrong, this is the Erlang Temple where they stayed last night.

"Are you awake?" True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao said, "He's coming soon, bear with it for a while."

Before Ning Jing could figure it out, he heard the sound of someone entering the temple gate, and it was the man named Lin Xuan who came in again. The wound on his foot was still there, leaving little bloodstains along the way.He knelt down in front of the statue of Erlang God again, and said: "I know that Erlang God is in the immortal class, so there must be a lot of miscellaneous things, but the evildoers in Qingping Town are indeed very powerful, and we have no power to wait for ordinary people. If it comes to me, come quickly."

Afterwards, he rambled on all night. Ning Jing was hungry until the cock crowed, and then he stumbled away again.Master Qingyuan Miaodao touched Ning Jing's head, but there was no expression on his face.

"Have you heard the reason for what he said?"

Ning Jing returned a look of resentment.

Since Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun will return to Erlang Temple again, it means that he doesn't say anything, but he thinks in his heart that he has taken care of this nosy matter.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."

Master Qingyuan Miaodao returned to Qingping Town again, the scene in the town was the same as yesterday, Ning Jing once again saw the old woman cooking wontons in high soup at a vendor.

True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao still sat down without saying a word.

The old woman came over with wontons and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Zhenjun."

Ning Jing: "..."