Chapter 70: Monk, I'm Your Little Fox (9)
When he returned to the house, he saw a carriage galloping away.
When Ju Qi entered the door, he saw a cheerful greeting him: "Shuli, why did you come back!" ”
"I went to Guoqing Temple on the way."
Xuan Xuan suddenly gasped: "Shuli, you are really bold!" ”
"What is Qin Yi doing here?" Ju Qi glanced at her and asked.
followed her step by step, like a little heel: "Come to you, I heard that you went to help Dingbeihou's house exorcise ghosts, so I sat and waited for a while." ”
Ying Qi stopped suddenly, slammed his nose into her, and immediately screamed: "Shuli, why did you stop suddenly!" ”
Ying Qi turned around and looked at her with a smile: "Do you have something you want to tell me?" ”
It's clingy, but she's never followed her like this, there must be something to ask her.
He suddenly smiled, and stepped forward to pinch his shoulders and beat his legs: "Shuli, you see that we have been in the capital for so long, and you don't even know where the food is delicious, you are busy hunting ghosts and looking for little monks all day long, and you have already left me behind......"
"So?" Maki raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a smile.
"So......" Xuan Xuan was a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands in the handkerchief, "I want to go out tomorrow." ”
Ying Qi knew that she hadn't said it completely at all, she had been walking for two thousand years, and she could basically walk sideways in Beijing, but she had never stopped her when she went out.
"Then go ahead, it's time for me to rest after a busy day." Ying Qi pretended not to care much, let alone ask.
He was anxious, and hurriedly grabbed the hem of her clothes: "Shuli, that Zi Weixing said that he could take me to eat delicious food tomorrow, but my Dao Xing will still feel uncomfortable after staying with him for a long time, you can help me ban it." ”
It turns out that this is the fundamental purpose.
Ju Qi looked at her with some amusement: "But if I help you with that ban, you can't use spells, what if you encounter danger?" ”
"Hey, what danger can there be with Zi Weixing!"
"Don't forget that he was turned into a dog by a warlock, and the godhead can help him stop sneaky monsters at most, but he can't do much about witchcraft."
Xuan Xuan was suddenly silenced, and Ying Qi smiled and shook his head: "If you want to go out to eat, wait for me to take you there in two days." ”
Not long after Ju Qi returned to the room, he was sitting in the bucket and bathing, when he heard a whisper entering the room: "Shuli, you better help me ban it, I'll be careful." ”
In the end, it is difficult to resist the temptation of food, Ying Qi smiled and sighed, if he didn't know that the curling was a hibiscus bird, I was afraid that sometimes I would think that it was a pig demon.
Early in the morning of the second day, Qin Yi came.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips: "Brother Shu should also go with him." ”
Ying Qi smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that today I am entangled in important matters, so the prince and Yuan Yuan will go together." ”
For some reason, after she said this, she felt that Qin Yi's eyes seemed to be stained with a touch of disappointment.
But she couldn't help but be overjoyed on the side, this more than a thousand years of Taoism is different, she will not react to Zi Weixing for a day now.
After sending them away, Mu Qi's eyes were slightly gloomy, and his anger was full of anger.
Raising his hand, a white light slashed into the sky above the house, and Wan Anling, a slut, actually set up a peeping technique above her house.
Ying Qi sneered: "Sneaky, it's really a good job!" ”
Wan Anling, who was far away in the palace, was meditating cross-legged, when suddenly an extremely sharp white light slashed at her, followed by the woman's scolding in her ears.
She was slashed to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
"Slut! Sure enough, it's you! Wan An's eyes burned with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and scolded.
She has fought with the fox demon for two lifetimes, and she is naturally familiar with each other's methods, she has been looking for this fox demon for so many years, and she is in the capital when she goes around!
"What's wrong, my lord?"
There was a little Taoist boy's voice outside the door.
Wan Anling lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and thought in his heart: "Come in." ”
Xiao Daotong hurriedly lowered his head and walked in: "What do you want from adults?" ”
Wan Anling threw over a bottle of ointment, turned to Dao Tong, and pulled open his clothes to reveal a fragrant and beautiful back: "Rub the medicine." ”
Xiao Daotong's face turned red at first, and then he was stunned by the wound on her back.
I saw that on her originally smooth back like clotted fat, a hideous and terrifying opening jumped on it, although the wound was blurred with flesh and blood, revealing white bones, but no blood flowed out, it was really strange!
"Hurry up!"
Wan Anling scolded impatiently, if she couldn't get started by herself, what would she call him in for!
Xiao Daotong was so frightened that he dug the ointment and rubbed it on her back with trembling hands, and finally wiped the ointment with ease, only to see that the hideous wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally there was no trace at all.
"My lord, this ointment is really divine."
Wan Anling snorted coldly, raised his hand and put on his clothes: "Let the empty year come in." ”
Xiao Daotong hurriedly agreed, turned around and went out.
After a while, a handsome young man walked in: "What do you command?" ”
Wan Anling chuckled lightly and threw a handkerchief to Kong Nian: "Go to Guoqing Temple and show this handkerchief to Xuanjing, just say that there is a big demon in the capital, hurting people's lives, even I have not been spared." ”
Xuanjing has always hated demons, and the little demons in Beijing are all hiding outside the city and dare not show their faces.
Shuli's slut has another thousand years of Taoism, and she is not her opponent at all now, but Xuanjing is different, his magic power is profound, and it should not be difficult to kill the fox demon.
She really wanted to see the expression of the slut when Xuanjing killed the fox demon with her own hands.
The fox demon chased him for two lifetimes, and finally died in his hands, which is really happy to think about.
"Yes, don't worry, sir."
Wan Anling was in a good mood: "When will Li Xiuyong come back?" ”
Li Xiuyong is the national teacher, everyone knows that the adult is the closed disciple of the national teacher, but only he knows that the relationship between the national teacher and the adult is very delicate, the national teacher has a request for the adult, and the adult also needs the national teacher.
Don't dare to think about it, Kong Nian lowered his head and replied: "Back to my lord, it will be the end of the month." ”
"Let you look at King Sheng, what has he done lately?"
"Back to my lord, the prince went to Hongyan Tower with a girl from Shu Gongzi's mansion today."
"The girl in Shuli's house?" Wan Anling muttered to himself, and then said, "Okay, I know, you go to Guoqing Temple." ”
"Yes."
After the empty year left, Wan Anling disguised himself and walked outside the palace.
Xuanjing was chanting in the Daxiong Treasure Hall when he heard the little novice whispering: "Uncle Xuanjing, the donor of the empty year is visiting." ”
Xuanjing stopped chanting and slowly stood up.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, he saw Kong Nian standing outside waiting, and when Kong Nian saw Xuanjing, he immediately clasped his hands: "Master Xuanjing." ”
Xuan Jing's eyebrows were indifferent: "What's the matter?" ”
"It's not a good place to discuss here." Kongnian looked at the sweeping monks around him.
Xuanjing didn't speak, and walked straight forward, and the empty year followed step by step.
When he arrived at an ashram, he told him what he had entrusted.
What made him different was that Xuan Jing's face was calm throughout the whole process, only his eyes flashed slightly when he saw the square handkerchief.
After the empty year left, Xuanjing's gaze fell fixedly on the Fang Jinpa, his thin lips pursed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.