After wearing cannon fodder, I caught up with the big guy

After expressing their hearts to each other, Lin Jiangqing stayed in this world to continue the mission with peace of mind. The system looked desperately at the progress of the mission, which had already increased a lot, and silently shouted indignantly: This is cheating!Fake public affairs for personal gain!Shameless old man!

At this moment, it completely forgot how much gossip it used to gossip when watching the scene on weekdays.

After returning to the inn, Fang Tingyun casually cast a barrier, slipped out the ginseng essence, and grabbed a few whiskers during the opponent's struggle for Lin Jiangqing to mend.

The ginseng essence that has been opened has a very nourishing medicinal power. For practitioners, it can make the cultivation twice the result with half the effort. It is a treasure that many people want. However, ginseng essence is very cunning and good at hiding. It didn't take much effort to grab it.

Seeing that Lin Jiangqing accepted the ginseng whiskers without a doubt, Fang Tingyun smiled and said to the still struggling ginseng essence: "If you want to run again, I will strip you naked."

Ginseng essence froze, no!no!It must not be bald!

Seeing it calm down obediently, Fang Tingyun mercifully let it go.

"A few days later, there will be a temple fair in Shihuan Town, would Han Sheng want to have a go?"

Naturally, Lin Jiangqing would not refuse: "Okay, let's stay for a few more days."

There are two temple fairs in Shihuan Town every year. Because the town is prosperous because of Miss Yuhuan, every temple fair will have an oiran parade. Many people are waiting for this day to see the lineup of oirans. .

Now that he has made it clear to his lover, Lin Jiangqing will naturally stop thinking about being jealous, so on the day of the temple fair, he took Fang Tingyun to admire the beauty of the oiran with great interest.

The oiran parade starts from the Shihuan Building, and a tulle soft sedan car carries people all the way to the open-air stage that has been set up in the most lively area of ​​the temple fair, and then performs.

When the two went out, the street was already buzzing with people, and it was very lively.

This time the new oiran is named Shi Le, who is both talented in color and art, and is good at flute and dance. Unfortunately, she is sitting in the tulle and can't see her face clearly. However, the looming beauty arouses the curiosity of the onlookers. .

The scattered petals were trampled on by the excited people, and the momentary beauty was quickly taken away by the fierce cheers. Shi Le sat in the soft sedan, covering her proud smile with a round fan.

There is no strict belief in gods and Buddhas in this world, and temples and Taoisms in different places are different. Just like the Shihuan Temple in Shihuan Town, what is enshrined is not the gods and Buddhas that everyone is familiar with in the world, but Yu Huan with floating clothes .

Whoever brings benefits to them, they will worship, so simple that it is impossible to say.

When many people were shouting hoarsely, the soft sedan finally arrived at the center of the temple fair. Lin Jiangqing didn't even bother to eat peanuts, so he immediately lay down by the window and looked down.

In reality, he is a little short-sighted, but Zhao Hansheng's mana is profound, and his eyesight is beyond the reach of ordinary people. He can see clearly the crowds below.

Fang Tingyun looked helplessly at his expectant appearance, and patted his shiny head angrily, causing Lin Jiangqing to stare in dissatisfaction.

Helpless, Fang Tingyun could only accompany Lin Jiangqing to see beauties.

Shi Le covered half of her face with a round fan, and slowly got off the soft sedan chair, her long skirt trailing the floor, her sleeves fluttering, and the plum blossoms between her brows were so delicate and beautiful, she half covered her face like this, and walked up to the stage step by step.

The musicians were already in place, Shi Le saluted to the audience, raised her hand, and the music started. What she was going to perform today was dancing.

Just when Lin Jiangqing wanted to watch the performance, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Who is in this room? Let him out quickly, do you know that I want to admire the oiran here?" A frivolous and arrogant voice came over, making Lin Jiangqing, who has extremely sensitive ears and eyes, frowned.

Since he decided to stay to watch the temple fair, the plot should have had a butterfly effect, but it will not change too much all at once. Some things will still happen, so the magic cultivator who killed the original owner is still very likely Appears these days.

So Lin Jiangqing held down Fang Tingyun who was about to make a move, and shook his head at him.

Although Fang Tingyun didn't know what Lin Jiangqing wanted to do, he still obediently didn't attack anyone outside the door.

"Young Master Qiao, this place has already been booked. You can go to other boxes, and you're guaranteed to see the performance of the oiran." Xiao Er tremblingly persuaded him outside, his voice trembling a little.

"Presumptuous! Didn't you hear our son said that he wanted this one? How much did he pay? We pay double!" Zhang Kuang's subordinates should say.

Lin Jiangqing listened with great interest, and it was interesting that this kind of scene that he had only seen on TV happened around him.

Listening to the commotion outside, Lin Jiangqing was willing to look away from the graceful dancing posture in the audience until the boy kicked open the door and Xiao Er ran in and bent down to apologize with a bitter face and couldn't stop him.

His eyes swept over the young man in gorgeous brocade, Lin Jiangqing raised his hand and interrupted Xiaoer's flustered plea for forgiveness: "It's not your fault, I'll take care of it."

Xiao Er raised his eyes to look at this calm but inexplicably reassuring guest, and was stunned for a moment. His hairless appearance seemed to prove that he was a Buddhist cultivator, but that gorgeous face was also People can't connect it with Buddhist practice.

It's so beautiful, it looks like a mesmerizing monster.

When Xiaoer was in a trance, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and unexpectedly met Fang Tingyun's dissatisfied eyes. He was just a mortal, so he immediately lowered his head in fright.

This young man looks decent, but it's a pity that his eyes are too scary, Xiaoer thought so.

"Who are you?" Lin Jiangqing didn't care about the invisible confrontation between Xiaoer and Fang Tingyun, and only looked at the arrogant young master and asked.

"My father is the master of the Sanwang Temple." The young master was also surprised by Zhao Hansheng's appearance. When Lin Jiangqing asked him, he came back to his senses and thought extra, "If you want to stay here It's okay, as long as you become my person, you will naturally be able to watch Huakui with me."

The man smiled sinisterly twice, and kept looking at Lin Jiangqing. He didn't need to guess to know what nasty things were going on in his mind at the moment.

Fang Tingyun, who was ignored, was furious from the bottom of his heart, he was really someone who dared to covet him!

But Fang Tingyun didn't use a sword, he just stepped forward and kicked the person out of the door. He was very straightforward, but also very simple and rude. He just wanted this person who didn't know what to do to get out in the most suitable way for him. This kind of person Not worth his sword yet.

Lin Jiangqing looked at his dissatisfied expression, with a smile in his eyes, walked over to give him a hug, and Fang Tingyun immediately turned cloudy.

Xiao Er, who was still in the room, immediately widened his eyes, and had a new understanding of these two masters, but he suppressed all his guesses and curiosity, and stood aside as an invisible person. .

Seeing their young master being kicked away in such a disgraceful manner, several servants immediately went out to help him up. An older man saw the sword in Fang Tingyun's hand, squinted his eyes, and withdrew his hand.

The young man got up and cursed, the old man stepped forward to say something, but before he could speak, he heard a mocking voice.

"Tsk, it is said that the master of the Sanwang Temple is also a decent person. He has carried forward the Sanwangguan to this point. The biggest failure in his life is his useless son. Not only did he not earn any face for him, but he was ashamed everywhere. Watching Tree Enemies, seeing you today, really deserves its reputation."

The young man in Huafu blushed when he heard the words. His father was one of the best masters in Taoism, but he was born without spiritual roots and could not cultivate. He could only be a mediocre ordinary person. Unlimited connivance has made him look like a dandy, always trying to find his own sense of existence with his own identity, it seems like this, so that people who cultivate immortals can no longer look down on him.

Some time ago, he came to Shihuan Town after hearing about the reputation of Shihuan Building. He had also met a few casual cultivators before, and they all backed down when they heard the name of Sanwangguan. This was the first time that someone dared to treat him like this .

"Who are you?!" He turned angrily and looked at the person who came out of another room.

The man was leaning against the door frame lazily, with a hint of evil in his gestures and contempt in his eyes: "Me? Ling Wu."

The old man's expression was serious, and he blocked the young man in Huafu behind him without any trace: "What happened today is because my young master misbehaved. There are a lot of young masters, and I am here to apologize."

That young man in Huafu was not stupid either. Seeing that the masters sent by his father to protect him were so subdued, he immediately realized that he seemed to have offended someone who shouldn't be offended.

Seeing that the few people had no intention of pursuing the matter, the old man hurriedly dragged them away.

Relieved, Xiao Er raised a perfect professional smile, apologized to them, and went to work on her own.

Seeing this, Ling Wu pretended to be casual and looked at Lin Jiangqing: "You—"

"Bang—" Lin Jiangqing swung his sleeves and closed the door after he said a single word. Ling Wu's expression was distorted for a moment by his haughty appearance.

After Lin Jiangqing closed the door, he said to the puzzled Fang Tingyun, "Do you remember him? This person cannot be trusted."

"Ling Wu?" Fang Tingyun smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Ling Wu is a relatively special demon cultivator. Most demon cultivators are feared by the world and have a very bad reputation, but this Ling Wu is different. Among the demon cultivators, he has the best reputation, and I have never heard of him doing anything. What is unreasonable, coupled with his strength, there are still many cultivators who are willing to make friends with him.

However, seeing Lin Jiangqing's dislike for Ling Wu, Fang Tingyun felt that it seemed time to re-examine the legendary demon cultivator.

On the other side, Ling Wu had been in Shihuan Town for more than a month, of course he knew that the two were Fang Tingyun and Zhao Hansheng, and he came here specially for them.

Ever since the two traveled together, stories about where and what rare treasures they obtained have been circulating among the cultivators. He approached them just to find a chance to get those rare treasures, but he finally sold them for a good price. , To be ignored so mercilessly.

Ling Guanguan came to the door, thinking of that gorgeous face, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Hansheng?interesting.

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