On the ninth day of the first lunar month, the Qing Palace's palace was crowded with people.

The house looked at the rumored and famous "nameless Taoist" and whispered.

Minghui stood nervously aside, learning from Ling Chu's appearance with her eyes closed, holding a peachwood sword in one hand and a Dao talisman in the other, with words in her mouth.

Ling Chu walked around the Eight Immortals Table in four directions, brandishing a peachwood sword, and pretending to say with a raised voice: "Five-star town color, light Xuanming." A thousand gods and saints, protect my true spirit!"

In order to save more private money, the two of them slipped out on the street early in the morning before the senior sisters got up, and coincidentally saw the announcement posted on the wall of the Qing Wangfu to exorcise ghosts and Taoist priests.

In line with the principle that it is a fool to have money and not to make money, Ling Chu came in with Minghui swaggeringly.

"Five days of devils, dead and extinct! Wherever it is, all the gods are welcomed, and they are as urgent as the law!"

After shouting a string of incantations skillfully, Ling Chu opened his eyes suddenly, suddenly picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a sip, and sprayed it into the peachwood sword.

"Hula", all of a sudden a flame frightened everyone to take a step back.

A pair of bright eyes stared at Qin Feng tightly, Ling Chu's face was cold, and his voice was fierce: "The five poisonous qi enters the human body." It may be cold or hot, and the five bodies are restless. The ghost of the nine ugliness, know your name. Urgent need to be arrested, not long to stop!

The sound fell, and the fiery sword slashed directly towards Qin Feng.

She hadn't forgotten the kick he kicked her in the street that day!

"Mom!" Caught off guard, Qin Feng was burned by the flames and burned his hair on his forehead, screaming and pouting, like a monkey with his butt burned by fire.

This ritual opened the eyes of everyone in the Qing Palace.

After half a cup of tea, Ling Chu and Minghui shrank in a small alley, and the two quickly lowered the Taoist priest's head, and then put on the nun's hat.

In the blink of an eye, they turned into two handsome little nuns again.

deceived the senior sister of the nunnery, deceived the court officials, deceived the old bustard of the Qinglou, and the simple Minghui followed Ling Chu to go farther and farther on the road of swagger and deception, and the more he deceived him, he actually deceived into the Qing Palace.

While tucking in a few pieces of Ling Chu's broken hair that showed the brim of her hat, her excited little face flushed and said, "Eleven, I was really scared to death just now, in case I let the Qing Wangfu ......"

"Ahh

Qin Feng was burned by Ling Chu's hair, if it weren't for the Sixth Master's order, presumably the sword in his hand would have directly unloaded the necks of these two fake Taoist priests!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "Please also ask the nameless Taoist to accompany me back to the Qing Palace." ”

Ling Chu, the little nun who was called the "nameless" Dao Master, didn't see where Qin Feng came out of nowhere.

She said "hehe", pretending to be stupid without smiling: "This donor, you are not ......"

Before the three words "recognize the wrong person" were spoken, Qin Feng's sword was directly pressed against Minghui's neck: "Little nun, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I killed her?"

Minghui was about to cry: "Eleven ......"

The identity was recognized, and Ling Chu's expression was a little stiff.

Although she has adapted to her current life, she still doesn't like the name.

Eleven, eleven, just because she was picked up by the former old nunnery owner by the river in November, is she going to be called "Eleven"?

How could the ancients come up with names so casually?

"Senior sister, you go back to the nunnery and wait for me first, and I'll go back when I go. Stuffing the heavy money bag into Minghui's hand, Ling Chu took the dust and said in a voice that he thought he could only hear each other: "Hide in the old place, don't be discovered." ”

After all, in Minghui's tearful eyes, she was like a hero who sacrificed himself to defend his comrades-in-arms and was taken away by Qin Feng.