The door to the backyard was wide open, and the servants wanted to enter, but they did not dare to enter. Some gathered at the door, holding spare ritual utensils and offerings in their hands. Wang Chuan passed by the servants and took the sacrificial pastries to satisfy his hunger. In the early morning of winter, the food was dried outside, and it was already cold, but in the end, it could still be bitten, and for Wang Chuan, it was not a problem to be hungry.

When I entered the backyard, there was a mess in front of me. The tribute table is facing the sky, and the tributes are everywhere; The incense burner is enchanting sideways, and the ashes of the furnace form a continuous picture scroll of mountains and rivers on the ground. Some of the Taoist priests fell to the ground and groaned, and it was difficult to stand up for a while, and some were skewering back and forth, and their feet were still adding branches and leaves to the furnace ash picture scroll.

But no one was reciting the scriptures anymore. Mrs. Fu really made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, and in just a short period of time, this scene of the ritual has been completely ruined.

Wang Chuan looked for it and saw the master bedroom in the backyard. The door of the bedroom was already wide open, and Zuo You, the owner of the Zuo family, stopped at the door first, looking at the house with his two eyes stunned, motionless, it seemed that he had seen some impactful pictures. The two Taoist priests who seemed to be going to chase after them retreated, apparently wanting to be farther away from the owner of the Zuo Village.

"Phew! You goblins! Let me go, Master! Otherwise, my grandson will beat you to death with a stick! ”

Wang Chuan heard the old lady Fu calling inside, gnawed on the sacrifice and walked over to look, and saw the old lady wandering inside the door with her teeth and claws, but she didn't do it for a long time, as if she felt that the goblins inside didn't look like they were eating people, and they looked a little familiar.

Oh, this old lady has been changing scripts more and more frequently in the past two days.

In the room, Mrs. Fu's master sat cross-legged with a whisk in his hand, and if you didn't see him naked and his shirt was untidy, I really thought he was doing Dharma chanting. The seven goblins didn't know when they changed into specially modified robes, some were wide and some were slim, with white arms, slender thighs, and bulging breasts exposed, outlining each of their body advantages extremely perfectly.

The goblins were completely forgetful, obsessed with "Tang monk meat", as if they wanted to gnaw the whole body of the "Tang monk" who was messily dressed in Taoist robes.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the Poor Dao Dharma is at a critical moment, being disturbed, the ladies are physically and mentally traumatized, and they are all mad and difficult to control. Does the owner of the left village believe it or not? ”

Puxiang real people are breezy and calm, holding the dust in one hand, and trying to push away the head hanging on his shoulder with the other. But the head was like a maggot attached to the bone, and after being pushed to the side, he quickly got up again and hung it on his shoulder again.

That was the head of Zuo Youxian's wife. There was a bewitching face on that head. There were two red clouds on the originally dignified face, surging from the cheeks to the tip of the nose, and the eyelids were connected, holding the soft light of the eyes like water, and I felt pity. The face was put back on the shoulder of Puxiang Zhenren, and was pushed away by Puxiang Zhenren, pasted back, and pushed away, tender and charming, completely different from what I saw yesterday. Even Zuo Youxian looked straight, I was afraid that he had never seen his wife have such a side on weekdays.

Puxiang Zhenren is not calm, pushing away the head again and again, but he can still do it properly, a serious one, as if the front and back left and right pink skeletons, completely unstained his body and mind.

Wang Chuan patted his head and secretly sighed that this Taoist priest was really in a good mood. In the face of such a situation, he can be so calm, which is not comparable to ordinary people. He was a little impressed.

"Do you think I believe it or not?"

Zuo You said with a dark face.

The house was in shambles, with traces of battle on the beds, on the floor, on the tables, on the windowsills. The burning incense in the incense burner covers the smell, but it is difficult to hide everything. Zuo Youxian can't see it? The prairie to the north of Xiliang has descended on his Zhuangzi, and now Zuojiazhuang, I am afraid that it is no problem to support the horses of the entire Xiliang.

Wang Chuan had to secretly sigh, Puxiang is so energetic!

"Get out, get out of here!"

Zuo You roared first.

The Taoist priests in the backyard all retreated a little farther away, but they didn't listen to him and refused to leave the backyard. On the contrary, the servants of Zuojiazhuang shrank at the door of the backyard and retreated obediently.

Zuo You said angrily: "Who let you out?" Where's my knife? Bring it and get out of here! ”

There was not only endless anger in the voice, but also despair that anyone could hear. The scene that happened in his bedroom not only represented a big scandal from Hulunbuir in Zuojiazhuang, but also represented that the hope he pinned on the Taoist priest who came all the way from the capital was also gone in an instant.

Zuo Youxian's angry voice even carried a hint of crying.

"You goblins, don't let go of my master again, my grandson doesn't remember the old acquaintances, it's really done!"

Mrs. Fu snorted, as if to dilute the embarrassing atmosphere of the scene, but it seemed to make the scene even more embarrassing.

……

Well, Zuo Youxian's heart, Mrs. Fu doesn't understand.

……

"Let's go, senior brother, that master is fake. Our master is waiting outside for us to learn the scriptures from the west. ”

Wang Chuan temporarily pretended to be the second senior brother, and turned around first while telling Mrs. Fu to leave.

"Fart! This is obviously the master, my old grandson has a sharp eye, can you see it wrong? ”

Mrs. Fu said.

Wang Chuan said: "Senior brother, you have fiery eyes and long needle eyes, and it is temporarily out of order. ”

Mrs. Fu said, "Oh. He followed Wang Chuan out of the backyard.

I don't know when some white clouds will appear in the sky. The cold winter day didn't seem to bear to watch this fatal drama, and hid half of his face behind the clouds. Wang Chuan heard Zuo Youxian's voice behind him: "You sluts, it's not a shame!" Get out of here! ”

There was no one in the owner's bedroom.

Wang Chuan pursed his lips, this left owner was still angry. His seven wives and concubines were obviously drugged by Puxiang Zhenren, and now they are in a delirium and have not yet awakened, where can they understand his words? If the Taoist priest of this lotus view agrees to ask for a son, it will definitely come true, and there must be a credit for this medicine. I just don't know, is the medicine he used the same thing as the "loose away"?

If you think about it, it's not much worse.

"Stinky Taoist, are you the ghost?!"

Zuo You must have seen that none of the seven wives and concubines listened to him, so he reacted and asked Puxiang Zhenren.

Puxiang Zhenren's voice said: "Master Zuo, we have something to discuss." ”

"Discuss your lotus view! I've cut you dead priest! ”

Zuo You roared in a mournful voice, the big knife broke through the air and roared, and the sound pierced through the air and reached Wang Chuan's ears.

Jingle bells!

The battle has begun.

When Grandma Fu heard the voice, she was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks: "Amitabha, Sun Monkey has made trouble in the Heavenly Palace." I will go and suppress him with the Five Fingers. ”

"Are you a monkey or a Buddha?"

Wang Chuan pursed his lips, Grandma Fu was rarely disrespectful in her performance, and her actions and words could not match. He said, "It's not the story of the Heavenly Palace, it's the story of the white album. Come with me, old woman, and I'll tell you about it. ”

"What is an album?"

Grandma Fu followed behind Wang Chuan and asked. The appeal of the story to her far outweighs the excitement of participating.

"It's a magic weapon that can change the order of cause and effect."

Wang Chuan explained.