Xue Zhenjun smiled, only thinking secretly in his heart, this brother of Cao Duguan didn't know anything about it. As soon as they met, they didn't ask about their relationship with Cao Duguan, so they asked for important things.

He was humble in his mouth, but he never mentioned what he promised: "The Taoist praises falsely, the trail has only been in the mountain for three years, and the road is still shallow, so it should not be praised like this." ”

That Cao Dao Chang hesitated slightly, and sighed: "Poor Dao also knows that this matter is difficult, but it is just a matter of human life, and Poor Dao has to ask for help." ”

Having said that, Xue Zhenjun didn't want to admit that he had to ask. I heard that Cao Dao's long words said that there is a nun in this Yuwang Temple, whose name is Miaozhen, who is the daughter of the old Cao family, and suffered a bad fortune a few years ago, and had to marry as a nun.

This girl is born with a knack for acupuncture, and it is very easy to provoke ghosts and sneaks. Its teacher is in fashion and can resist one or two by Buddhist means, and when his teacher dies, this woman will be entangled by sneaky yin and evil, and she has to ask to come to the door, so she temporarily lives in the temple of King Yu.

This Yuwang temple Tang fashion and Taoist temple view, inheritance has become a family of descendants of the temple has become a family of descendants. Miao Zhu Rong's family knows some Jiao rituals, but it is completely incompatible with catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. Thanks to the incense of the gods in the temple, this woman has been blessed to this day.

But the Rong temple wished that the Miao was really born with a good color, so he had a bad heart. If it weren't for Cao Dao's back-and-forth support, I'm afraid that Miaozhen would have already fallen into the Tao.

This time, Cao Dao people inquired in many ways, and found out that there was still an uncle in Miaozhen's family who was a servant in Shenjing, and Shenjing had its own holy places such as Chaotian Palace and Bao'en Temple.

It's just that I can't find an escort for a while. When Xue Zhenjun arrived at this time, Cao Daoren immediately thought in his heart, only to say that 'I was sleepy and sent a pillow', which is why there is such a situation.

After listening to this, Xue Zhenjun secretly thought to himself, this innate trick is extraordinary. Witches, gods, and even grassland shamans, if they want to use evil spirits to do the tricks, they must first open up the knots around the body. In this way, he can be a container for himself, accept evil spirits into his body, and practice yin and evil spells.

If that wonderful truth is true, it will be pleased by yin and evil, and it will be entangled every day. He is no more than ten threads of true qi now, but he can use the golden light talisman spell. Cao Daoren is Cao Deping's brother, and he will bow his head to Cao Deping in the coming day and not look up, but only a few days of water and land travel, and sell it well.

And slaying demons and punishing evil spirits is exactly what the true martial arts disciples did, since they have the strength to catch it, how can they be afraid and difficult to shirk?

Xue Zhenjun thought about this section and said with a smile: "Since Daoist Cao has asked for help, there is no reason for the poor Dao to be decided. I also asked the Taoist chief to ask Na Miaozhen to pick up the salute and enter the Shenjing with the poor road in the afternoon. ”

"Okay, good, so hard to shake up, poor road will go to Kochi."

Cao Daoren hurried away, and after a while, a Taoist boy brought food. The rice is japonica rice, and the dish is one meat and one vegetable, one is salted duck legs, and the other is vegetarian fried vegetables.

This eating is obviously done with heart, Xue Zhenjun eats happily, quite pleasantly. After drinking a cup of tea, I saw Cao Daoren leading the female cloth cloth and nun into the quiet room.

The nun was dressed in coarse cloth monk's robes, with a graceful body, looking forward to life, a face was pink and delicate, and her facial features were not beautiful in any place. Especially those eyes, like autumn water, are born with a pair of merry eyes.

It is no wonder that the temple here will give birth to a covetous heart.

Xue Zhenjun was only slightly surprised, and then his mind calmed down as before. In his previous life, his love path was not smooth, but for a while, he mixed with the flowers, and the women blessed by all kinds of evil arts had seen and knew how many, and he was a human being, how could he be delayed in beauty?

The Cao Dao people introduced them, and a nun saw each other's courtesy, and that Miao Zhen immediately looked at the nose and the nose and heart.

Xue Zhenjun said: "In this case, without further ado, there is still a letter to be delivered in the poor road, so it will be left soon." ”

Cao Dao said: "It's okay, poor Dao sends Zhengong." ”

When he left the Yuwang Temple, Xue Zhenjun took the lead slowly, but he was taking a tour of the mountains and rivers and watching around. It is a pity that the famous mountain of Taoism in the Tang Dynasty, at this time there is only one Yuwang Temple, but it is the Buddhist temple all over the place, and the incense is continuous.

Xue Zhenjun frowned. Wang Zhenliang has not been singing for three years, but he is a blockbuster, but he has figured out the talisman array that stores the power of incense. It's just gold, silver, cinnabar, peach wood and other things, which are not durable, and now the door is really cultivated and started together, and the materials of each class are tested.

As long as you find durable materials, you can do the things that incense wishes can help you practice. In the coming days, Zhenwu will surely flourish.

In this way, the Taoist sect has never disdained the incense wishing power, but I am afraid that it will become a fragrant glutton. But now the Buddhist temples are all over the place, and they are still quite worshipful today. If you change to an ordinary emperor, Daomen is afraid that it will become more and more unbearable.

Xue Zhenjun secretly thought to himself, the previous Dao Gate was shaking on it, but now he wanted to dive in, lay a solid foundation, and compete with the great monk for this incense wishing power.

This should be only more than 100 miles away from Shenjing, if only Xue Zhenjun is alone, he can arrive at the night when he runs. However, I brought a drag oil bottle, and it would take two days to calculate.

After walking for an hour, Xue Zhenjun heard the nun behind him panting, and knew that his subordinates were better than their feet. Raising his eyes and catching a glimpse of the tea shop along the way, he pointed and said, "I'm thirsty, why don't you and I drink a cup of tea?" ”

Na Miaozhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said without hesitation: "Amitabha, it should be so." ”

The two of them entered the tea shop one after the other, beckoned the store to serve a pot of tea, and each sat down to rest with hot tea.

Xue Zhenjun looked around, only to realize that this tea shop was actually next to the ferry. The water network in the south of the Yangtze River is dense, and I don't know which river is in front of me.

After talking to the shopkeeper, I learned that the river is called Guxi, which is eighty zhang wide and must be crossed by boat.

It is the current year of the year, the arrears are checked in various places, taxes are escorted, and boats come and go on the river, but it is not lively.

In a few moments, the tea shop was full of people. A storyteller called for tea, woke up to shoot the case, and got up to report to the thousands: "Rank, the little old man has been telling stories for generations, and when he first arrived in Guibaodi, he also asked those who have money to hold a money field, and those who have no money to hold a money field." ”

There was a lot of applause around, and the storyteller first said a strange story, which immediately caused copper coins to fly.

The storyteller received the copper coin, and someone said: "Wu Na storyteller, when Tu Du sent the answer yesterday, do you know the inside story." ”

The storyteller smiled: "This official, if you say that the little old man next to him may be in trouble, you can mention this matter, and the little old man knows a little bit about it." ”

"Oh? Come on, if you say it well, a certain family will give you two pieces of silver! ”

The storyteller took a look, and then said: "But it was said that the Tu Ferry Inn, last night can be described as a group of heroes, there are the eight-armed Guanyin Yang Yuxiang, the holy hand Gongshi Feng Chun, the blood Maitreya, the Mang King Kong, and the three masters of the golden knife......

…… When it was, the reckless King Kong thought that he had a treasure, but he didn't expect the praying mantis to catch the cicada, and it was the yellow finch behind! The gathering of such characters in the rivers and lakes naturally attracted the attention of the Shenji Mansion. A group of heroes were killed and killed, but they were stewed by the Shenji Mansion, and they were all taken as prisoners under the stairs. ”

A man said: "In this way, isn't it cheaper for the Shenji Mansion?" ”

The storyteller said: "Otherwise, Shenji Mansion only said that he was a yellow sparrow, but he didn't want to have his own strong hand, and a mountain was higher than a mountain." In the middle of the night, all the fans thought that they had won the credit this time, and they kept eating and drinking. When he was dazed, a group of heroes broke in! ”

"Those seven people are amazing, known as the Seven Ghosts of Mangshan, and they are characters who have been famous for a long time. These seven people are the flower-faced ghost Zeng Xiong, the night wandering ghost Yang Xin, the life-seeking ghost Shi Tuo, the life-chasing ghost Ryazan, the hanging ghost Wu Meng, the death ghost Bai Sheng, and the trickster Chang Wei. ”

"These seven people have married Jinlan and have been rampant in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes have been killed. This time for the treasure map, where will I give up?

At that time, a group of officials were drunk and embarrassed, but the captain was vigilant, knowing that he could not resist, so he had to abandon the crowd and leave. The seven ghosts killed a group of officials, untied a dry heroic rope, and searched carefully, the flower-faced ghost Zeng Xiong got a treasure map to see the general, but he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven! ”

A spectator exclaimed, "Huh? Could it be that the picture is fake? ”

The storyteller said: "The picture is true, but it is copied." The flower-faced ghost clearly said that there is a secret in the original picture, which can lead people to enter the Tao with martial arts and become extraordinary. This copied has lost its secret, but it is an ordinary exercise, where can it be a treasure? ”

"I see."

"When the seven ghosts heard this, they naturally didn't do it, and after careful questioning, they learned that this picture had fallen into the hands of a young Taoist."

Hearing this section, Xue Zhenjun felt bad.

Then he heard the storyteller continue: "I can't say it, so at that time, the Taoist stole the beams and changed the pillars, and got the original map. ”

A watcher said: "That person is really treacherous, but I don't know who his surname is." ”

The storyteller looked at Xue Zhenjun: "This person is a famous family, a disciple of Wudang Zhenwu, and a powder-faced swordsman - Xue Zhenjun." ”

Xue Zhenjun's whole body was numb! What a pink-faced swordsman, this nickname is scolding people when you hear it! If it is said that the poor Dao is handsome, it is also good to call Sai Pan'an, what kind of ghost is the pink-faced swordsman?

Slightly arched his hand at Xue Zhenjun, the storyteller's sleeve robe shook, but there was an extra pair of judge's pens in his hand, staring at Xue Zhenjun and said: "Little old man Lu Zhengfang, the iron-faced Yama of the rivers and lakes, I don't know if it is the real martial arts Xue Zhenjun in person?" ”

Xue Zhenjun scolded his mother in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "The old man is joking, Xiaodao Chen Facheng, he will not change his name or surname, but he is a disciple of Jingming." Pointing at Miaozhen casually: "This is the wife of the marriage contract of the poor Dao when he was a child, and it has nothing to do with Xue Zhenjun." ”

Lu Zhengfang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

But a visitor couldn't help but say: "You Taoist priest is angry, since you have a marriage contract, why are you still a sister-in-law?" ”

Na Miaozhen's pretty face was pink with shame, but Xue Zhenjun said with a heartfelt voice: "In life, three disasters and six tribulations are just ordinary. The Yue family suffered a misfortune a few years ago, and what if the wife of the poor road hid in the nunnery and became a sister-in-law? Besides, he never lost his hair. ”

"Huh? It is true that there has never been hair loss, and the trail is long and blessed. ”

Xue Zhenjun sneered: "Luck, luck." You are kind and faithful, do more good deeds, be loyal and filial, and have your own blessings. ”

said that the iron-masked judge was sitting on wax at this time, and he could hear Xue Zhenjun's nonsense, and he couldn't tell his true body for a while.

He was still hesitating, and a man shot the case: "Hmph! It doesn't matter if you are Xue Zhenjun or not, and let someone take it and then divide it! ”

With that, the man untied the straw mat around the table, revealing a broad-bladed guillotine more than four feet long. But seeing that he held the handle in one hand and the blade in the other, he slashed with a two-step flicker: "Leave it for a certain family!" ”