In this way, Wangcai took the sedan chair of the post station to the Taoist temple of Uncle Yanguo. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I'm still witty, as a system steward, how can I be like those fools in the movie, walking to do everything. It's better to sit in a sedan chair than to make such a mistake, as a competent dog-legged, how can you walk to do things, isn't this a share for the master? ......" Wangcai in the sedan chair thought while looking at the scenery outside the window from the sedan chair window.

In a person's YY, no, this is a robot, in the garbled code, time will fly by.

When Wangcai recovered from the garbled code, the sedan chair had already been lifted to pull the Qingfeng Temple.

The sedan chair man Jia coughed deliberately, pulling Wang from YY Zhongcai back to reality, Wang Cai wiped his saliva with his sleeve, "Almighty master, Wang Cai looks good, sin, sin ......"

After finding out that he had arrived at his destination, Wangcai hurriedly sorted out his clothes.

Wangcai's arm opened several small holes, and gusts of warm wind blew out of the small holes, and the saliva on his sleeve evaporated at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and the mark gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

"Strange, where does the warm wind come from on a cold day?" Feeling the fleeting feeling made the palanquin man B and C, who were carrying the sedan chair behind him, feel a burst of warmth.

"B and C, you two are frozen and confused, how can there be a warm wind on a cold day," the sedan chair man A and B mocked.

Wangcai had no consciousness of the upstarter at all, ignored the quarrel between the four sedan chair drivers, and strolled down the sedan chair.

Came to the gate of Qingfeng Temple, only to see a delicate Mitsui Sanjian Taoist Temple, with purple bamboo to build a house, glazed as tiles, bronze jade ornaments on it.

The wind of luxury floats on the surface, and at first glance it is the residence of dignitaries, and only the Qingfeng Temple on the plaque reminds the world that this is a Taoist temple.

Looking at the gold lacquer plaque, Wangcai knocked on the dusty door with his hands and feet, "Is there anyone, Wang Zihuan's boy asks to see him." ”

It took a full three incense sticks before someone came to open the door, "May I ask who is coming" a female crown in Tsing Yi.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Yiyi, Gongzi Huan's family Wangcai has seen Mrs." Wangcai saw that the person was Uncle Yanguo's wife, and immediately saluted him.

"Ah Huan's boy is quite sensible, why do you have time to come to see us today?" Yiyi looked at the child Wangcai, and her eyes were full of love.

"Madame Rongyu" Wangcai took out Xiao Jinghuan's small order, "Gongzihuan admires the fairy road and wants to listen to the words of his uncle." ”

As soon as he heard that Xiao Jinghuan wanted to learn the Tao, Yiyi's eyes darkened, and Uncle Yan Guo was an addicted Dan Dao, "Uncle is like this, and now my nephew has become like this, what kind of evil has the Yan family created?" ”

Xiao Jinghuan came to Qingfeng to play at the age of three, and is Yiyi's favorite child, she regards Xiao Jinghuan as her son. But now Xiao Jinghuan actually wants to learn to cultivate immortals from Uncle Yan Guo, and Yiyi is very angry with her husband.

"This old fool just doesn't teach well, he doesn't learn and has no skills" Yiyi, who is a scholarly family, actually has a dirty mouth, which shows the anger in Yiyi's heart.

At this time, a purple-clothed Taoist priest with a bamboo cane walked closer, "Old woman, you are speaking ill of me again." ”

"What's the matter, what are you still doing, don't take Wangcai in" Yi Yiyu stretched out her hand and grabbed the soft meat on Uncle Yanguo's waist, and then turned 90 degrees.

Uncle Yan Guo's face immediately turned blue, and then turned purple after a while.

He pretended to be Zheng Ding, took a deep breath, and introduced Wangcai to the Taoist temple with a straight face.

"Wangcai remembers that you entered the palace as a boy last year, right?" Uncle Yan Guo picked up Wangcai, and without waiting for him to resist, he sent Wangcai to a small chair.

Wangcai was flattered and thanked Uncle Yanguo, "Offended, Uncle Guo"

Uncle Yan Guo didn't care about Wangcai's appearance, shook off his robe, crossed his legs on the paving ball in front of the statue of Lao Tzu and sat cross-legged, and the old god sat up.

Uncle Yan Guo pretended to sleep on the bunch, not arrogant, but a little bit true.

Seeing Uncle Yan Guo start to meditate, Mrs. Yiyi stood aside obediently.

Wangcai spoke first to break the peace, "Uncle Guo, Wang Zihuan admires the Immortal Dao and wants to cultivate under Uncle Guo's door. ”

"Cultivation, interesting, how can Jing Huan's nephew be interested in cultivation" Uncle Yan Guo was very surprised that Xiao Jinghuan was suddenly interested in cultivation.

At this time, Uncle Yan Guo felt a chill behind him, and it turned out that Mrs. Yiyi was staring at him with resentful eyes, looking at him with a hairy heart.

"Jing Huan is only six years old and cultivates what kind of way, it seems that I have to go to the palace to talk to my sister." Uncle Yan Guo thought for a while and said.

"Uncle Guo, let's do it, Wang Zihuan heard that there is an exotic mage from Jinling, can you introduce the prince to him" Wangcai took a step back and said.

"The exotic mage is interesting, I will introduce this to Jing Huan, but there is no need to mention the matter of cultivation." Uncle Yan Guo suddenly opened his eyes and made a final decision.

"Thank you Uncle Guo, Wangcai retires" Wangcai jumped down from the small chair, saluted Mrs. Yiyi and Uncle Guo, tidied up his sleeves, and hurriedly began to walk out.

"This kid is the same as Jing Huan, both of them are monkey anxious," Mrs. Yiyi said to Uncle Yan Guo with a smile.

"What Mrs. said was, what Mrs. said was" Uncle Yan Guo had no appearance of being a master and began to be an echo worm.

"The queen sent someone to ask to see" At this time, another purple-robed female crown came to pray.

"Ziyu, let her in." Before Uncle Yan Guo could speak, Mrs. Yiyi ordered first, "My sister hasn't come to see us for a long time." ”

After the "Nuo" purple jade was arrested, Gong retreated.

After a while, Ziyu appeared at the gate of the Taoist Temple, looking at the back of Ziyu's rapid disappearance, Uncle Yan Guo and Mrs. Yiyi were speechless for a long time.

It seems that he still doesn't worry about you.

"Yes, ...... Chen," said Uncle Yanguo, who looked in the direction of the palace and was speechless for a long time.

"It seems that it's time for people to know that my Yan clan is not easy to mess with" Uncle Yan Guo was in high spirits for a while, as if he had returned to the eventful years when he scolded Fang Xuan.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Uncle Yan Guo suddenly looked restrained, and he turned back into the master of Taoism, and his words were long.

"Lord, someone has already brought" Ziyu led a black-clothed palace maid forward.

"My sister is okay in the palace," Uncle Yan asked with concern.

"The queen is all right," the palace maid in black replied with a bowed head.

"The weather is getting colder, and my sister has been weak since she was a child, so let her wear more clothes," Uncle Yan Guo instructed the palace maid.

"What is it that my sister asked you to come here for?" Mrs. Yiyi interjected.

"Mrs. Hui, Wang Zihuan was injured a few days ago, and Niangniang wanted to invite Uncle Guo to the palace to pray for the prince," the palace maid replied.

"Prepare a sedan chair, I want to go to the palace" Uncle Yan Guo pulled Mrs. Yiyi and walked out, and the doubts between his eyebrows were even better......

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