The three hundred and twenty-first round

Qin Ying and the car they were sitting in galloped away, bringing up billowing dust. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The corners of the clothes of the people on the side of the road were inevitably stained with a light ochre red.

The young man in white looked down at the hem and smiled silently at the corners of his mouth, and when he looked ahead, the car had shrunk into a blur.

Qin Ying, the master of Xihua Guanguan, turned out to be such an interesting person, no wonder Ah Zhuo would stay by her side...... Thinking like this, the eyes of the young man in white couldn't help but deepen.

When the afternoon was approaching, the young man in white walked to Xihuaguan and knocked on the door to visit.

In the past, the Xihua Temple where incense flourished is now full of birds. After participating in the winter solstice sacrifice ceremony, he would not go to Xihua to observe and investigate, so he sat on the threshold and squinted and took a nap.

The young man in white ate outside for a long time behind closed doors, and the two Taoist boys drew fists in the door to determine the winner, and the losing side opened the door, and the winning side went to knock on the huge cloud board in front of the hall, and called the Taoist people in the temple to dress up to welcome the pilgrims.

Ying Daotong yawned and opened the door for him, and when he saw the innocent face of the young man in white, he felt a coercive aura on the young man's body, and he couldn't go on anymore after yawning for half a while.

The unusual pilgrim was invited in, but unexpectedly the man in front of him took out a wooden sign and asked in a gentle tone what it was for.

Dao Tong was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said: "Adults must be the distinguished guests of the Lord." But whatever is requested by the adults, this view will do its best for the adults. ”

"When you first come to Chang'an, can you stay temporarily?" The young man in white received an affirmative reply, stretched the edge of his robe, and entered the gate with graceful manners. Accompanied by two Taoists, he worshiped the Sanqing Hall and the side halls on both sides in turn, and suddenly stopped when passing by the Taiyi Palace, showing great interest in the attic more than seven zhang high.

However, a Taoist stood on the side of the white-clothed young man, bowed his head and said euphemistically: "It's better not to go in, adults." This Taiyi Palace, which was built half a year ago, is very haunted. Only the contemplator can stay in it for a long time, and no one else dares to approach here every day except for the Taoist who is on duty to sweep and sweep. ”

The young man in white glanced meaningfully at the copper bell hanging on the corner of the building, and smiled gracefully: "It's okay." With that, he took steps up a few steps, and the tall figure was at the door of the Taiyi Palace.

Looking at the corners of his dustless clothes from a distance, and not entering the door that was not easy to open, a Taoist said to his senior brother worriedly: "If this adult is eaten by a ghost, how will I explain to the master?" ”

The senior brother stabbed him an elbow before he said angrily: "What else can I do." To tell the truth, he didn't listen to advice, and he had to find a new thrill. ”

…… However, in fact, who eats whom is still not certain.

After entering the hall, the young man in white walked leisurely and leisurely, and went up the creaking stairs to the second floor. Standing at the railing where you can see the Xihua Temple and the entire Chonghua Workshop, he said: "Such a good scenery is exclusive to you." It's really greedy. ”

Liu Yun knew that he had nothing to hide in his eyes, and said, "Isn't Your Majesty greedy?" What is the reason for cutting down the poor and falling into the yellow spring? ”

The young man in white smiled, not seeing the Emperor of Heaven at all: "I forgot that you have a heart and can see the thoughts of everyone in the world." ”

"Is it worth it?" Liu Yun crossed his arms in front of his chest and gradually revealed his figure, but the veil on the second floor was heavy, covering his somewhat transparent figure tightly.

"Isn't it worth it?" The Heavenly Emperor turned around and asked.

Liu Yun looked at his clear eyes and was silent, and after a while, he started another topic: "No matter what you have in mind, don't hinder Qin Ying, the master of Xihua Guanguan." ”

The Heavenly Emperor shook his head and said, "Her trajectory is connected to the fortunes of the Heavenly Dao and the country, and I will definitely not interfere with it." ”

"A gentleman's promise is as important as nine tripods." Liu Yun's face paleated a little when he heard this, and he bowed his head and gave the first salute to the Heavenly Emperor, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace." ”

I saw that the last smile on the face of the Emperor disappeared, and he sighed abruptly: "I can't see through it and I can't bear it, it's nothing more than a love catastrophe." Once an adult, two times into an immortal, three times into a holy. It's a pity that you and I are stuck between our respective bottlenecks. ”

Liu Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Your Majesty's beheading of the incarnation this time is a catastrophe?" ”

"My calamity is long and dangerous, and it's not enough to just cut off the incarnation." The Emperor didn't care to tell a little ghost about himself, so he turned around and went downstairs, leaving behind a series of low echoes.

The white-clothed young man walked out of the Taiyi Hall intact, and all the Taoists were amazed. You must know that they have been frightened many times by the ghosts of the Taiyi Temple.

Liu Yun couldn't blatantly disobey Qin Ying's intentions, but it couldn't be easier to secretly trick these Taoists who were not highly cultivated.

There are timid Taoists on duty to sweep and sprinkle, often crying and asking for help from the viewer. However, Qin Ying was not in Xihuaguan in the morning. In the end, this poor Taoist will enter the temple again in the eyes of pity or mockery and challenge the limits of his fear.

After Yifang was withdrawn from Xihuaguan, many squatters in the backyard were vacant. The young man in white picked a wing room at random, received the key to live in, and a Taoist who had never seen it personally sent him bedding and other utensils, and waited attentively and thoughtfully, but did not invade the privacy space. This made the young man in white deeply sigh, and the people under Qin Ying's hands were very powerful.

The next day, Qin Ying had lunch, took a nap for three moments, and then went to Xihuaguan. When he walked into the backyard and was about to go to the person in charge, he happened to see the young man in white sitting under the porch, with one leg crossed and the other leg resting underneath.

Qin Ying approached the young man in white, bowed down and said, "When did Mr. come?" ”

He smiled and said, "It's a day earlier than the Watchman." ”

"Is it customary to live in a side room? If there is any inconvenience, just ask the Taoist. Qin Ying stood in front of him three or four steps away, obviously not planning to talk deeply.

The young man in white saw that Qin Ying's attitude towards him was very different from yesterday, and he didn't say anything, and handed over the wooden sign in his sleeve: "Thank you for this woodcut sign from the master." ”

"Sir is gracious." Qin Ying cautiously took a step forward, stretched out his arms before taking it, raised his eyes and glanced at him quickly, Qin Ying bit his lip and was silent for a moment, as if he had decided something, kneeling opposite him:

"When I passed by the Taiyi Hall just now, Liu Yun told me that my husband's body was a little sick. Qin has rough medical skills, hoping to relieve his worries and labor. ”

The young man in white saw her holding the medical box tightly with both hands, squinted and turned her wrist over, resting on the low wooden railing: "He told you that it's not just me who is sick. ”

Qin Ying cautiously searched for words and said, "There are still a few words about Your Majesty, which are not suitable for publication. ”

Note: I want to create an atmosphere where dragons and snakes are mixed, and all saints live together.

(To be continued.) )