Sendai Mountain. Outside Tingquan Temple.

The homeless people knelt or sit, covering the open space outside the mountain gate. There are also displaced people who are coming to Mid-Levels one after another.

The little novices panicked and hurriedly called the monks to come and respond.

"Little Master, let's come to see Lord Fuzun!"

"Master, please let us in......"

Some people are talking around the monks, and some people are already pulling their throats and shouting up the mountain:

"Lord Fuzun, there is no rice in the porridge factory, we are all looking forward to opening a warehouse for relief, please open a warehouse!"

"My lord, if we don't open a warehouse, we'll all starve to death!"

"My lord, we have no food to eat, and we can't even eat bark and grass roots in this cold day, please help!"

"Please, sir, help!"

More and more people shouted, more and more neatly.

"Ask for help!!

Outside the mountain gate, the earth-shattering shouts of the displaced people sounded.

The little novices hid behind their masters and uncles as much as they could, looking timidly at these ragged people.

The monks had no choice, after all, they didn't break into the Taoist temple, nor did they commit any violent acts, they just knelt outside the mountain gate in unison, sincerely begging Lord Fuzun to do what he should have done.

A monk shouted a Buddha horn and slowly walked towards the Taoist temple - now that the crowd is excited, the prefect has closed the door and does not see anyone, I am afraid that he will have to discuss with the first and the elders and come up with a charter.

"Yuanzhou Huo family, please see Lord Fuzun, and please report." A middle-aged man who looked like a steward bypassed the homeless man who was kneeling on the ground, and handed the name card to a monk who looked slightly older at the door, with a sincere attitude but not humility.

"The Huo family? I don't know who it is? ”

"The second master of the family, Huo Yuncheng."

"It turned out to be Lord Huo Shi, please wait." The monk was shocked. At least half of the incense offerings in Tingquan Temple come from the Huo family, and this post must be handed over no matter what.

He quickly turned around and called the little novice, and told him to send the name to the prefect no matter what, and if the prefect did not open the door, he would read it to him at the door. The little novice took the name card and ran towards the mountain.

"Northwest Captain Xi Yuanqi, on the order of the general, please return home with me!" Xi Yuanqi put the token in front of a young monk at the door, almost touched the tip of the person's nose, raised his hand and pointed to the majestic temple, and added coldly, "If Lord Fuzun is unable to move, I will wait to carry him." ”

This monk should have just been shaved for a short time, and there is only one pure heart ring scar on the top of his head. At this time, he was so frightened by Xi Yuanqi's momentum that he took a few steps back, hurriedly responded, turned around and ran towards the Taoist temple, and stumbled on the hundred steps and almost fell.

Just such a stick of incense, listening to the small courtyard between the gate of the pharmacist hall of Quanquan Temple and the hundred-step long steps, a tea table has been set up to boil tea, the Taoist priest took a sip of the newly built plum blossom tea, squinted slightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief." Bai Zeqing offered the freshly made plum blossom cake with both hands, "What the hell is going on, find out!" ”

The Taoist priest said that he was hungry, so Bai Zeqing went to the dining room and boiled egg noodles.

The Taoist priest said that he was thirsty, and Bai Zeqing hurriedly went to the back mountain to pick plum blossoms himself, and took the mountain spring to make tea.

The Taoist priest thought that eating tea was boring, so she hurriedly went to the dining room to find flour and bean paste, and made plum blossom cake with the few remaining plum blossoms. Coaxed the ancestor to finally smile, and then hurriedly continued to ask.

"Well, it's sweet but not greasy, not bad." The Taoist priest praised the plum blossom cake, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that it's not called flower chicken, and that one is the best to drink." ”

The corners of Bai Zeqing's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart that you were drinking tea and not wine, or decided to swallow his anger, and said with a smirk: "Yes, Daoist, you are right." When I go down the mountain, I'll make a flower chicken for the Taoist chief! Otherwise, Dao Chief, tell me about ...... first."

The Taoist priest glanced at Bai Zeqing with his usual careless gaze before saying, "I can't figure this out, I really don't have a brain!" What kind of genius do you think you are from heaven, immortal? ”

"......" Bai Zeqing gritted his teeth! A knife on the head of the word ninja!

"Are you well?" The Taoist priest took another sip of tea and glanced at her.

"Since I was a child, I have followed my eldest brother and Brother Qi to ride horses and shoot arrows, and my body is very strong."

"Not sick? Not poisoned? Can a serious injury heal on its own? ”

"Forehead ......"

"Not afraid of the cold and heat? Isn't the drug poisonous? ”

Of course not! She's human! People are afraid of cold and heat, and they are afraid of poison.

Bai Zeqing went from being dazed and frightened to being like an initiation, but it took only a moment.

That's right, it snowed heavily that night, and she didn't die in the snow all night, and she didn't even get sick!

That time in prison, poisoning in the middle of the night, even if he vomited clean, at most he would hang a little life, and it was impossible to have no symptoms of poisoning afterwards!

The injured leg that was tortured with the cane had not been medicated and had never been properly cared for, but in the swinging and tossing of the prisoner car, the injury had healed unconsciously!

Also, Wang Chi's kick was simply aimed at her life, and she didn't die!

"So, all the time, all the time, Brother Qi is protecting me!" She muttered.

"So, it's not just last night in the formation!"

Her brother Chi, from childhood to adulthood, took her on horseback, taught her archery, grabbed food with her, and made gifts for her......

Guarding her with her life in the snow and not falling into the corner. Until she died, his remnant soul was still guarding her.

Bai Zeqing only felt that his expression was a little trance, and his whole person began to tremble slightly.

"When I first saw you, you were haunted by resentment, but it was not like others who were damaged by resentment, either sick or injured, or flying into trouble. But this resentment is protecting you. When I saw you holding the puppet in the cabin, I realized that it was the puppet spirit protecting you. "Being served with good food and drink, the Taoist priest has a few more rare words.

Bai Zeqing understood, this was the reason why the Taoist priest came to the prison to save himself inexplicably. In this way, it was Qi Ge who saved her. She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was blinded by the afternoon sun.

The Taoist priest didn't look at her, slowly rolled up the plum blossom cake, took a bite, and said: "However, it's very strange, usually speaking, puppets have owners, but yours puppets are ownerless puppets." ”

"Ownerless puppet?" Bai Zeqing repeated a sentence in a sneering manner, how could an ownerless puppet protect himself?

Or in other words, the puppet master is himself. The puppeteer fuses his soul into the puppet and becomes a puppet spirit. The Taoist priest frowned slightly, "This requires an extremely strong belief, and it also needs to be slowly moistened with your own hard work." ”

"That'...... Does it hurt? Bai Zeqing didn't dare to imagine that process, looked down at the wood carving in his hand, and rubbed it gently, for fear of hurting the wood carving villain.

"It's a pity, a good puppet spirit was almost killed by you." The Taoist priest's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was slow and low.

Bai Zeqing couldn't help but feel that his scalp was a little numb, and his voice trembled: "Then...... And then what? "Nearly, almost nothing, so, what about the puppet?

The Taoist priest glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight upward arc, as if he was laughing, but it made Bai Zeqing feel that his vest was cold.

The Taoist priest was too lazy to speak, pinched a simple trick with his right hand, and with a slight wave, the golden light wrapped in the wood carving slowly condensed, and finally became a trace of gold thread, loosely wrapped around the wood carving, and at this time, a trace of black gas overflowed from the cracks of the wood carving.

Bai Zeqing suddenly felt creepy, and the wood carving in his hand almost fell off.

The black gas slowly dissipated, gathered again, and finally formed a translucent, illusory human figure, floating in the room like a phantom.

"Chigo !!"