Tang Guo put another chopstick sour bamboo shoot into the Xuanchen bowl, and said calmly: "Everyone, oh, no, every ghost has its own code of conduct, why should Lord Buddha frame everyone in it with his own rules?" ”

Xuan Chen: "You are confusing the public, the rules of yin and yang are not set by poor monks." ”

Tang Guo took a vegetarian bun, drooped his eyelids, and said lightly: "Lord Buddha, have you ever thought about why ghost towns can exist?" ”

Xuan Chen fell into a long silence.

He had heard the legend of the ghost town, after Tang Su became the ghost queen, he killed all the enemy troops in Changying Mansion, obtained the ghost belief that Changying Mansion died in vain, and became a ghost god in the world.

The Heavenly Dao allowed her to exist.

Her raison d'être is that the Shade can take revenge on the living.

But this is only limited to the yin spirits who are willing to accept the protection of the ghost king of Lin Qi, and the yin spirits who do not belong to the ghost city of Lin Qi attack the living, and they will definitely be killed by the righteous path, or they will be hunted down by the ghosts of the underworld and survive in this crack.

……

Tang Guo saw that he probably understood, pulled his wrist with one hand, and stuffed the vegetarian bun into his hand: "Try it, this bun is very good, the vegetarian stuffing in it is very fresh, and I haven't tasted such fragrant food for a long time." ”

Chang Qing's gaze stared directly at Tang Guo holding Xuan Chen's left hand, feeling that this ghost king was really very ...... Daring.

The Buddha has Buddha bones, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach his side, even if the ghost king has Buddha nature and can get a little protection from the Buddha, but she is a ghost after all, not a person, and getting close to the Buddha is only harmful to her, not beneficial.

Tang Guo didn't care about this, touching Xuanchen would indeed make her a little uncomfortable, but it wasn't unbearable.

What's more, she doesn't want to hold him every day, and it's okay to contact him once in a while.

……

Xuan Chen looked at the white and chubby bun in her hand, her drooping gaze fell on the few white fingers on her wrist, the temperature of her fingertips was like ice, and the corners of her curved eyes were like a cold moon, but the smile raised was like the winter sun, the temperature was not high, but it could expel the night and restart the dawn.

Her hands quickly detached, and she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat again.

Chang Qing pushed the white porridge in front of Xuan Chen, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Xiao, the porridge is almost cold." ”

Tang Guo took the bun in his mouth, ate a sour bamboo shoot and squinted his eyes, and the sunlight over the town slowly broke through the fog and passed in front of the old wood-colored window.

Xuanchen lowered his head and took a bite of the bun, and ate quietly, he looked like a gentle and elegant nobleman in Zhilan in an ink painting, if it weren't for the shiny bald head, it was said that it was a royal nobleman who was outcast, she would also be willing to believe it.

Tang Guo drank the last mouthful of porridge, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, the old smoky gray handkerchief lay in her palm, a cleansing technique was thrown over, and the handkerchief returned to a clean appearance.

Chang Qing glanced at the handkerchief, which was very old in color, and it was embroidered with golden threads and golden lotus, which was lifelike.

He felt...... It's a bit of a mismatch, just the materials for the ground chong nasturtium and handkerchief.

Tang Guo spread his hand and said, "Give it to me." ”

Xuanchen was stunned for a moment and looked at her blankly.

Tang Guo opened his hand and raised his chin: "Jiaoling." ”

Xuan Chen realized that he had just hung the Jiaoling on his wrist, but there was no sound between the movements, so he forgot about it.

He took the bell off his wrist, handed it back to her, and said apologetically: "The poor monk just ......"

"It's fine." Tang Guo interrupted his apology, tied Jiaoling back around his waist, and said with his cheeks rested, "Don't you want to know why I let that succubus go to take revenge?" Will you come with me these days? ”

Xuan Chen hesitated for a few seconds, then bowed slightly: "Yes." ”

Chang Qing turned his head to look at Tang Guo and asked, "Sister Tang, do you want to eat and live?" ”

Tang Guo was amused: "Isn't it possible for you to go out to the Buddha Gate to turn into fate?" Still rubbing me? ”

Chang Qing scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and said shyly: "I don't have much to do with my uncle, and the lord of Shangguan asked my uncle to get rid of it, and promised to pay three hundred taels of rewards......"

Tang Guo smiled dumbly: "Co-author, I want to compensate you for your losses?" ”

Xuanchen glanced at Chang Qing and scolded in a low voice: "Chang Qing! ”

Chang Qing's scalp was cold, and he immediately shrunk his neck.

Seeing this, Tang Guo touched his little head: "Okay, I'll cause you a loss, and then I'll help you find a single business and let you earn it back." ”

Chang Qing looked at her straight and said in surprise: "Really? ”

"Well, I'm the Ghost King, and I'm a man of my word."

Tang Guo withdrew his hand, looked at Xuan Chen and said slowly, "Can you finish breakfast?" ”

Xuanchen put down his chopsticks and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Chang Qing quickly poured the white porridge into his mouth, then took the last bun on the plate, and smiled cutely: "I've eaten it too, Sister Tang." ”

Tang Guo was in a good mood by Chang Qing's "sister is long, sister is short", pinched Chang Qing's little face, and said with emotion: "Chang Qing is really cute, how much cuteness do you have to eat......"

Chang Qing saved her face from her clutches, moved behind Xuan Chen, poked her head out to look at Tang Guo and said, "Don't pinch my face, the master said that the little monk's face can't be pinched by the female benefactor." ”

Tang Guo couldn't help laughing, smiled flamboyantly, and stretched out his hand to support the corner of his forehead: "If you don't pinch it for the female donor, can you pinch it for the male donor?" ”

Chang Qing was a little entangled, glanced at Xuanchen, and said in a low voice: "Senior brothers sometimes bully me and pinch their faces. ”

Tang Guo: "......"

It's a cutie.

Xuanchen watched Tang Guo lean over and laugh with Chang Qing, his brows pressed, the corners of his lips pursed into a straight line, and he was a little unhappy.

He actually couldn't say why he was unhappy, he just felt that her outline, expression, and breath were all very familiar to him, as if he had known her a long, long time ago, he should have known her, he did like to laugh, he liked to tease others, but it was not the face in front of him - the ghost striped face.

"Where is Master Tang going?" Xuanchen pinched the sandalwood Buddha beads and asked politely.

Tang Guo stood in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "That succubus ghost will not attack the old man Shangguan for the time being, so it is okay for us to stay in Deyu Town, I estimate that the old man will send someone to take you into the mansion, since you no longer plan to meddle in the affairs of my ghost town, then it is best not to have anything to do with him." Let's leave Deyu Town in the next two days and go to Yuanqi Village below to have a look, how about it? ”

Xuan Chen was stunned for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Why did Master Tang Shi go to Yuanqi Village?" ”

"I heard that there is a terrible ghost there, too."

Tang Guo smiled mysteriously, although no one asked her to remove the trouble, but it was said in the original plot that the Qingshan faction Xiaodao Jun Yuce was for the ghost of Yuanqi Village, and then he bumped into the heroine Rao Yin to marry Song Juren, which implicated a series of bloody sadomasochistic plots.

Xuan Chen nodded: "But, Master Tang will lead the way." ”

Tang Guo held the tattered iron sword in her hand, and took Xuan Chen and Chang Qing out of the inn, she stopped on the bluestone slab on the bridge bank, looked down at the bluestone steps deep into the water, and beckoned to the awning boat on the side.

"Boatman, are you going to Yuanqi Village?"

The old man who was squatting on the bow of the canopy and washing the bamboo basket immediately responded: "Go, girl, wait a minute." ”

Xuanchen stood beside her, lowered his eyes and said, "Master Tang, we have run out of ...... on the entanglement road."

Tang Guo looked at the tips of his reddish ears, shook his head and said, "I'll take you there, naturally I will pay the travel expenses, and Lord Buddha doesn't need to worry about these mundane things." ”

Chang Qing pulled Xuanchen's sleeve and praised in a low voice: "Little uncle, the ghost king is really a ghost ......."

Xuanchen: "......" He was afraid that he had never seen Tang Shu swallow a powerful ghost in one bite.

When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he had seen it in the place of trial of the Buddhist Assembly, the white cloth and light yarn passed through the Jedi full of gloom, not stained with dust, and the black soil at the feet of her skirt and walked on were all slowly blooming epiphany, the moment the flowers bloomed, ten thousand ghosts cried, and the flowers fell instantly, and the ghosts were silent.

In addition to the division of the innate six realms, the ghost city of Yingdu was split, and in this vast world, only she was the ghost king who could walk freely.

The ghost king is a good ghost, which is probably the most ridiculous compliment in the world.

……

The boatman propped up the canopy to the shore, and the three of them stepped on the boat one after another, and Chang Qing was the last to jump up.

He had short legs, and when he jumped into the boat, he rocked the boat from side to side.

Tang Guo was defenseless, her figure staggered, and she almost rolled into the river, a soft hand supported her waist, that hand was a little awkward, and the palm was attached to a string of sandalwood Buddha beads, and the beads that were coiled out of the pulp were waist.

"Be careful."

Xuan Chen's voice sounded in her ears, she grabbed his arm with one hand, looked back at his face, and only saw the graceful jaw, and the slender neck, and the round and beautiful Adam's apple.

"Thank you."

Tang Guo's flexible waist pulled back the toppled upper body, and with a slight force under his feet, the hull of the boat suddenly stabilized.

She smiled on her lips, turned around and lowered her eyes to thank her, and her gaze fell on the Buddha bead hanging from the tiger's mouth in his left hand, emitting a faint Buddha light, burning the left side of her waist.

Xuanchen looked back at Chang Qing, who found himself in trouble, and reprimanded: "Don't be so reckless next time." ”

Chang Qing lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Yes, the disciple knows his mistake." ”

Tang Guo walked to the bow of the boat, pulled a small stool, leaned on the side of the canopy cabin, turned around and asked, "Lord Buddha, do you want to come and sit?" ”

Xuan Chen sat in the cabin and shook his head.

Tang Guo was not reluctant, and looked at Chang Qing with a soft smile: "Little monk, then you come and sit." ”

Chang Qing subconsciously looked at Xuan Chen, and Tang Guo turned off the opportunity for him to speak before Xuan Chen spoke: "Little monk, you must be assertive, you can't listen to your little uncle in everything." Although your Buddha has a transcendent status, he has not experienced a few times in the world, you might as well sit with me, and I will tell you interesting stories about your travels, which is better than you sitting opposite your little uncle's stuffy oil bottle, but you are speechless all the way. ”

Xuan Chen's light gaze swept towards her: "......"

Stuffy oil bottles? Is it talking about him?

This female ghost, I'm afraid she hasn't been beaten by the Holy Son of Buddhism!

Chang Qing felt a chill down his spine, but the first time he went out, although he had experienced some things with Xuanchen along the way, Xuanchen's personality was too dull and he didn't talk much, and only when he asked more times would he open his mouth to tell him some truth, but he actually didn't understand it sometimes. But the Ghost King is different, she talks a lot, and she doesn't have pressure to get along, and she even has some affinity, of course he likes it very much.

The little monk is also not prejudiced, after all, there are too many demons and monsters in the world, and they can't be generalized.

So he glanced at Xuanchen and said in a low voice, "Uncle Junior, that disciple ...... Sit in the past? ”

Xuanchen: "......"

I've only known each other for a long time, and I was abducted by a female ghost!

"Go ahead."

Xuanchen was helpless, so he had to sigh lowly.

I must teach Changqing when I have time, although the child has grown up, but I don't know how to prevent fire, theft and female ghosts, how can I come out alone to experience it in the future?