On the bank of the moat, the ink climbed up from the water wet, looking at the young buds and the old man of Maoshan standing on the shore with a smile, he smiled awkwardly, and said faintly: "In the past, there was Wei Tuodong to cross the river with a reed, and now my brother and the old master came to the south to save people and cross Qinhuai, and also brought a little white in the world of cultivating immortals, a pheasant in the soup. Hehehehehe! ”

"Hahahaha! Little brother, you said it well when you crossed the river. But our Liudu Qinhuai is a little nondescript, and he still has a soup chicken? Tut-tut...... You're not a chicken in the soup! No one would dare say that about you. You must know that thousands of years later, this little soup chicken, that is a great god of heaven and earth, a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, who dares to say that he is a little soup chicken? Can't say that, can't say that! The old man of Maoshan gently raised the dust in his hand, patted Xiao Shui Mo's body like dust, and said with Shui Mo with a smile.

The ink evaporated and swept away like white smoke.

"Huh! Master, are you dusty with a stove? It's amazing! Where to buy it, I asked our young lady to buy a handful to play with. Shui Mo screamed excitedly.

"Look at you like a monkey anxious bear? My master, this is not an ordinary dust! That's a divine artifact given by heaven and man, specially used to exorcise ghosts! You can't buy it at the bazaar, brother! Tender Sprout couldn't help but laugh.

"Oops! Patronizing the nonsense, my young lady...... Hurry up, old sir, don't delay. Shui Mo suddenly shuddered, and whispered to the old man of Maoshan to come.

"Then hurry into town!" The old man of Maoshan smiled slightly, put away the dust, and took the lead towards the city gate with his head held high.

"Phew! For a few people below the tower, the city gate is about to be closed. If it's okay, please call you a few early tomorrow! A little leader of the brocade guard poked his head out from the pass above the city tower, and shouted loudly at the ink.

"Crunch!" The sound sounded, and the two vermilion south gates of the Great Tomorrow were closed.

"Damn, it's better not to say it! Before the words were spoken, the gates were closed! Tender Sprout yelled unhappily.

"It doesn't matter! I'll take you into the city, old man. Come with me! The old man of Maoshan said with a smile to the young buds and the ink.

Detouring to the root of the imperial city, the old man of Maoshan detoured all the way back to the southeast side of Xuanwu Lake and walked briskly towards an unnamed hill.

Ink and young buds followed closely, running with a snorting face, red ears and red ears, panting like a cow, but they didn't dare to fall ......!

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Inside the Xuanwu Gate, in the Zodiac Immortal Doctor Hall, several old Chinese medicine doctors were walking around Lin Qingshan's cold and bruised body, sighing and sighing.

"No, no, no! Falling from such a high city tower, there was no scar at all, but there was bruising all over the body, and there were some symptoms of poisoning! An old Chinese medicine doctor kept muttering to himself.

"Poisoning is right! But falling from such a high place, even if the great commander of the martial arts is world-famous, it will not be a single fall and bruise! Something evil! Something evil! Another old Chinese medicine doctor also muttered to himself as he walked.

"You are the best doctors in the city, and you all tell me the truth: Is our Grand Commander still saved?" A little brother of Jinyi Wei said to a few helpless old Chinese medicine doctors urgently.

"I can't say for sure! This little general, General Lin's breathing is about to stop, but he is still breathing, but it is only weaker! What is puzzling is that his body temperature has clearly told us that General Lin has passed away! An old Chinese medicine doctor was very helpless and explained in a whisper to several guards who were scouting on the bed.

“…… One time you will say that you are not saved, and another you will say that you may still be saved...... I just want to ask, is there any salvation for our great commander? …… One by one, you can't save our commander, and don't even think about leaving. A young general's eyebrows were cold, and he pulled out the long sword at his waist with a snort, and his posture was about to kill!

"Grandma's, you can't save our commander, everyone don't play, let's make trouble together, and don't want to leave any of the people present." Another general barged in from outside the infirmary and wailed.

Outside the medical hall, there was still a group of sword-eyebrow upside down, purple-clothed brocade guards, one by one, tossing back and forth outside the medical hall, like ants on a hot pot .............

A cute little white dove fluttered its wings and fell from the weeping willow outside the medical hall, constantly wandering freely and unrestrainedly among the young generals of the Jinyi Guard.

"Goo-goo!" It kept screaming, and every now and then it would glance up at the infirmary.

After going around the brocade guards, it looked at the gap in the half-open window of the medical hall, and jumped in.

It landed on the shoulder of a young man in white, screaming incessantly, as if to report the news.

The young general gently took down the reply letter from the old man Maoshan from the feet of the carrier pigeon, looked at it and shouted happily: "There is salvation, there is salvation!" The old gentleman has arrived, the old gentleman has arrived. Please, please, please! ”

He shouted, and then he snatched the door out and ran out into the courtyard.

"What about people? You all know about the mourning one by one, so no one goes to greet the head of the sect? The carrier pigeon came back and no one paid attention? One by one, what a idiot, I know how to cry and mourn. The white-clothed young man scolded and scolded, looked left and right, but he didn't see any trace of the old man in Maoshan, so he seemed a little impatient, his eyes moistened and his throat hoarse.

"Little Commander, we're all scared! If the Grand Commander can't afford to fall, then how will our Jinyi Guard get mixed up under the roots of the Imperial City in the future? ? The Ming Dynasty is crumbling, not to mention that the eastern and western industries are not easy to deal with, just those courtiers who like to play with right and wrong, don't try to get us out of the imperial city! ......" a group of young generals wailed and said to the young generals in white.

The Jinyi Guard on the periphery of the Daming City Wall, regardless of the setting of the official government, they have some unwritten tacit understanding within the Jinyi Guard: one big commander, three small commanders of the three talent bureaus of heaven, earth and people, and six pipe belts under the three small commanders, each pipe belt has twelve temperances, and each one has five Jinyi Wei generals.

In this way, although the external war in the crumbling country of the Ming Dynasty is tight, the roots of the imperial city are still able to maintain a peaceful and stable prosperity because of this group of loyal guards!

However, the east and west factories, fighting for many years, lured foreign enemies to invade the northern capital, forcing the carpenter emperor to cross the country south under the support of the young generals of Jinyiwei and return to Jinling City, where the royal family was originally developed.

Some people say that this is a leaf falling back to the roots, and the Ming Dynasty can't grow!

However, Lin Qingshan led the Jinyi Guard to run Jinling City prosperously, and the people were happy.

However, outside the capital, the subordinates of the East and West factories often fought for folk treasures or farmland and water conservancy and other fortresses, which made people panic, and it was very difficult for farmers to survive in the wild.

Someone sighed: "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!" ”

The peasants outside Jinling City, most of them heard that Jinyiwei was free from violence and peace, and all of them poured into the capital under the jurisdiction of Jinyiwei, so inside the Daming city wall, it was not lively, people came and went day and night, and there was no shortage of people sleeping on the streets.

However, they did not steal or rob, and coexisted peacefully.

Some people also sighed: "The leaves of the great tomorrow will return to Ninglai, and there will be two heavens inside and outside the city." There is no rice to eat meat, and the spirit of craftsmanship cannot be lost. ”

It is said that when the young man in white was irritable, he suddenly heard a hearty voice from outside the hospital: "Hahahaha!" Little General Bailong, the old way is one step too late! Sorry, sorry! Let the young players wait for a long time. ”

Immediately afterwards, an old Taoist priest with two children strode in from outside the open gate of the medical hall.

The person who came was none other than the old man of Maoshan and the young bud boy, as well as the little ink.

"Boss, you're finally here. Let's not say more polite words. You'd better hurry up! I see that our big boss is not an ordinary illness this time, but a little very mysterious! After the young general of Bailong and the old man of Maoshan finished their salutes, he turned sideways and let them into the medical hall.

"Stop! Don't move. When the old man Maoshan walked to the door of the ward of the medical hall, he suddenly stopped.

"Young Sprouts, lend me your hand for some use." As the old man of Maoshan spoke, he took out a bundle of yellow ticket paper from his arms and handed it to the young bud boy.

When the ink looked down, I saw that it was filled with strange symbols written with cinnabar, and it seemed that there were still many villains working on it.

These little people move stones, and they carry sticks, as if they want to do construction......!

Shui Mo was confused and dizzy, so he looked away.

When he looked at the old man of Maoshan again, he had already disappeared and didn't know where he had gone.

"This old Taoist priest, isn't he afraid to slip away? A dignified commander of the Jinyi Guard, who can't handle so many elite soldiers and strong generals, just rely on him as an old man from Maoshan? It's not very reliable, maybe what my young lady said has some truth! "Ink and Wash are thinking wildly, and they are also starting to be a little evil.

"Ink, don't be stunned! Help with the runes. Sprout Boy cried out loudly.

"Let's help too! Little master, where to post, you can tell me. The white dragon general also said excitedly.

"You guys are not good, you have guarded the medical hall, don't let anyone in." After the young bud boy finished speaking, he then asked Shui Mo to help paste the runes and said.

"How do you post it? I haven't posted a couplet, where can I know how to paste runes? Stick it yourself, my brother! Shui Mo said very embarrassedly to the young bud boy.

"I'll teach you! Hurry up. The young bud boy dragged a lot of local yellow ticket paper in both hands, and said to the ink very anxiously.

"Why am I so thin? And they can't be so strong? Young sprouts, don't tease me, okay? ”

Shui Mo still said in disbelief.

"Who dares to tease you? Isn't it ...... to tease a little golden boy who has subdued demons thousands of years later? Aren't you disgusted that you have lived too long? Hurry up and drop it, help the brother to paste the charm. As long as you pass your hand, whatever you post. Tender Sprout said with a happy smile.

"You said that! Whatever I want. Then I'll just post a few of them. Hehehehehe! ”

As soon as I heard that the ink could be pasted casually, there was nothing taboo about it, so I grabbed a few of them casually and threw them out in a hula-la-la.

It's strange to say!

All of a sudden, these runes were like sharp swords, and they were all over the doors, windows, eaves, and all the places where they could breathe!

"Huh! It's weird. When did I learn these miracles? …… I'll go, young bud boy, are you tricking your brother by magic again? I almost took it seriously! Shui Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Did I trick you? Did the old master lie to you too? …… How did you get out of the moat? Is there a suspension bridge on the top of the castle tower for you to walk over steadily? …… I lied to you? Lie to yourself. Tender Sprout said unhappily.

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Yes, since the defeat of Jinling City in the first battle, the demon spirits poured into the Cold Moon Immortal Palace, the ink and rain and smoke have been completely crushed, and they have traveled to the Ming Dynasty more than 13,000 years ago.

Yuyan jumped off the bed, the ink was not there, she didn't dare to fall asleep anymore, as soon as she lay down, the demons and monsters surging into her dreams came, so that she didn't dare to come out, and she had nowhere to vent her temper!

Yuyan looked at the environment around the room, and the unfamiliar bed curtains, not in a harmonious tone, tossed back and forth in the boudoir, quietly waiting for the ink to come back.

Yes, only with the ink on can she sleep peacefully!

Since she picked up the little beggar, she has slept soundly a few times.

But as soon as the little beggar left her boudoir, she had nightmares and her heart jumped!

Don't...... Is he the legendary protector of the Dharma? Or is it the protector of my classmate Lin Yuyan......!!!!!

The eldest lady of the Lin family didn't dare to stand next to the bed, so she had to walk out of the boudoir and stand in the courtyard, quietly waiting for her protector to return.

There are a few faint clouds floating in the sky, and occasionally they pass by a cold moon in the depths of winter, which is very wonderful and introduces reverie!

Ay...... It's just that this guy doesn't like to dress up, and he wastes a good body of flesh and skin in vain.

Lin Yuyan walked back and forth in the courtyard, occasionally looking at the white clouds and the moon in the sky, thinking and contemplating.

Leng Yuqing was very busy at the front desk, the New Year is approaching, there are too many guests who come to buy New Year's gifts for the seven aunts and eight aunts, and there are also many dignitaries who come to buy New Year's gifts for their aunts and wives!

The store temporarily recruited a few little fairy-like stunners to help, but it was quite orderly!

Leng Yuqing kept collecting silver taels on the counter, opening bills, business was booming, and her rich and fair face was filled with a look of great relief.

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In the medical hall opposite the Jinyi Guard's yamen, Lin Qingshan suddenly screamed and jumped up from the hospital bed.

Immediately after that, he spit out a mouthful of black snow and fell on the hospital bed again.

"Ahh You old monster, kill our commander...... You! A black-clothed little commander shouted and rushed towards the old man of Maoshan, and a cold Qingfeng sword pressed against the old man's neck.

The faces of the people around the hospital bed also changed color in an instant, and everyone didn't know what to do for a while......!