"I was one o'clock on July 15, '96, and I don't know how many minutes it was." Yang Ying tilted her head and said thoughtfully.

Xuan Qing bowed slightly.

He took out a turtle shell, then pulled out four more ancient coins and put them in it.

Boom~

The coin made a noise in the turtle shell, this coin is Xuanyuan Tongbao, which can be regarded as an antique, and these four coins cost Xuanqing a semester's living expenses.

"Give it a try with mana."

Xuan Qing thought so in his heart, and then controlled the mana in the dantian, pouring into the turtle shell and Tongbao coins.

Buzzing~

An invisible wave of energy emanated.

The Tongbao coins in the turtle shell also produced an indescribable change in this special wave energy.

Crash~

Copper coins fall on the table.

Yang Ying looked at Xuan Qing expectantly, wanting to know what this meant.

Now.

"Huh... Why is this marriage line blank? Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

However, after he looked at the hexagram carefully and calculated silently in his heart, he realized why this situation occurred.

Fierce, a great omen, a disaster of death.

are all dead, and this marriage line can be explained clearly if it is blank.

And this 'bad omen' should be in Qingping Mountain.

Xuan Qing was slightly silent, as a Taoist priest, he should respect the fate of others, but if something happened to this girl in the Taoist temple, he was afraid that he would also have some trouble.

The mind is on this.

"Miss Yang Ying, your marriage has not been calculated, but there is a talisman here in Poor Dao, and I hope you will accept it!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Yang Ying couldn't help but show a suspicious look on her face.

The man carrying the camera on the side also had a suspicious expression.

This young Taoist is fine in front, is it possible that he is now exposed, and he wants to use this talisman to cheat money, right?

"Dao Chief... This... How much does it cost? ”

Yang Ying looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "I am at most... You can give up to 200 yuan to the Taoist temple scroll. ”

Although the job of the TV station belongs to a state-owned enterprise, as a recent graduate and still in the internship period, her monthly living expenses are just enough for expenses, and there is no extra money at all.

"Oh? It's okay to donate 200 donations! ”

Xuan Qing was slightly stunned, he originally planned to give it for free, of course, if this girl wanted to give money, he would not refuse.

Hand the amulet over.

Yang Ying put the talisman under his hand and looked around, but he didn't find a merit box in the Taoist temple.

"May I ask the chief, where is this merit box?"

"Hehe, there are only things like merit boxes in monks, not in serious Taoist temples." Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head.

Taoism does not set up merit boxes, not because they like to do things for free, but because they don't target ordinary people at all.

In the face of ordinary people, most of the Taoist sects are free of charge, but in the face of the rich and powerful, they will charge high service fees.

Ultimately.

The two added friends, and then Yang Ying directly sent a red envelope of two hundred to the past.

In the process.

The man carrying the camera kept pulling Yang Ying's sleeve, as if to remind something, after all, in his opinion, Taoist culture is worth affirming, but this divination fee, selling amulets or something, is definitely an IQ tax.

....

The sky gradually darkened, and the two of them, who had already received enough information to go back to the mission, planned to leave the Taoist temple.

"Thank you for Daoist Xuanqing's hospitality today, it's not early, so we won't bother." Yang Ying bowed slightly.

"Good!"

Xuan Qing nodded, watching the two leave, he looked at Yang Ying's departing back, and there was a trace of inexplicability in his eyes.

.....

Qingping Mountain.

The road down the mountain is a continuous path with no side in sight.

Yang Ying and the camera man walked cautiously on the stone staircase road less than one meter wide.

Anyone who has experience knows that although it is tiring to go up the mountain, it is more dangerous to go down the mountain.

I don't know when it started.

The air became a little moist, visible to the naked eye, and a dark cloud drifted in from not far away.

Yang Ying touched the drops of water on her forehead.

Di ~ Lili

The summer rain is like a thin, it will come, and the momentum is very violent, and it will rain heavily after a while.

The path, which is less than a meter wide, becomes even more difficult to walk.

Although there are not cliffs on both sides of the road, there are also thorns and strange rocks, and if you accidentally fall, you will have to shed a layer of skin if you don't die.

Suddenly.

Danger has occurred.

The rain soaked Yang Ying's eyes, making her eyes a little blurry, and when she went down the steps, she accidentally stepped on a piece of gravel the size of a glass bead.

Moment.

Her body lost her balance, and she slammed into the jungle to the side.

The six-meter-high slope is overgrown with thorns, and there are many raised stones on the ground, which if they fall, they will probably be disfigured if they are not crippled.

"Ah~"

Yang Ying let out an exclamation, waving her hands wildly, trying to grab the life-saving straw.

Something happened by coincidence.

A rattan growing on the edge of the slope hooked her clothes, and in the process of rolling down, it was completely fixed by a knot.

That's it.

Yang Ying's entire body was entangled in rattan and hung in mid-air, and a meter above her was a sharp stone.

It's not hard to imagine.

If it weren't for this rattan to tie her, what a miserable end would it have been if she finally fell on that sharp stone.

"Yang Ying~"

The camera man's face changed suddenly, and he finally reacted, and quickly turned around and ran to the place where Yang Ying fell.

He grabbed the rattan and carefully pulled it until he dragged Yang Ying to the ground, and then he relaxed.

Yang Ying, who returned to the ground, sat on the ground like this.

Fortunately!

Fortunately, it was entangled in a rattan, otherwise it would have been over.

Yang Ying's face was pale, and her chest rose and fell violently, obviously frightened by the situation just now.

"You.. Are you alright? ”

"Whew~" Yang Ying took a deep breath, shook her head, supported her body with both hands, and stood up with difficulty.

Checked it out.

Except for some torn and dirty clothes, there was not the slightest wound on the whole body, not even bruises.

"Could it be..."

It seems to have thought of something.

Yang Ying's pupils contracted suddenly.

She reached into her pocket, as if trying to remove something, but only took one hand of ashes.

Amulet... It spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.

See this scene.

"Hiss~" The cameraman's body trembled.

He staggered backwards and almost fell, and the whole person gasped.

The two looked at each other, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

Settle down.

Yang Ying bit her lip, and while surviving the rest of her life, she had great gratitude and admiration for Xuanqing.

"Brother Zhao, you go down first, I'm going to go up the mountain, thank the Taoist for saving my life."

"I'll go with you!" The cameraman calmed down and said.

That's it.

The two of them turned around and walked towards Qingpingguan on the mountain.

.....

Qingping view.

Xuan Qing suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, he felt that the talisman he had refined had been triggered.

What's more.

At the moment when the talisman was triggered, a wisp of special energy that could not be seen or touched, but could be felt, suddenly surrounded him.

"It's ....."