Chapter 111: Hurry up, don't talk nonsense

The middle-aged Taoist priest began to ascend the altar, and several assistants gathered around the sides and led the crowd to begin the prostration.

Mingmiao and his party deliberately fell at the back of the team, so as not to be seen by others paddling.

Those assistants demonstrated the ritual of prostration, first bowing three times and nine bows in the five-body throwing posture, and then shaking their bodies as if they were cramping and shouting, "Please come down to the Great Immortal!" ”

Mingmiao was dumbfounded, are you sure this is not a sheep madness?

Under the prompting, the people in front had already begun to bow reverently, and Minghao was pulled by Li Wenhe, so he reluctantly followed the action.

Every time she bowed, she scolded in her heart, transshipment immortals, right? Good, you're dead today.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the few people in the back row, a little dissatisfied.

Waiting until the ceremony was over, he spoke majestically: "Some people are insincere in their hearts, don't blame me for not reminding me, if you offend the gods, you will be punished by heaven!" ”

Chu Yuqi, who was in the middle, glanced at the last few people in the row, and was quite disdainful.

These people are greedy and lazy, and they obviously want to seek the blessing of the transfer immortal the most, but they don't have an undercover agent who is serious about worshipping, and they are not willing to pay anything, and they still count on the blessing of the immortal?

The thought that she was going to save the lives of this group of people made her a little unhappy.

When she turned her head, she looked very abrupt in the crowd, and the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He named Chu Yuqi: "The little girl in the middle position, you are the most sincere today, I am willing to give you a hexagram for free, and I will go to the back room with me later." ”

Chu Yuqi had long planned to meet this Taoist priest alone for a while, and showed his acting skills, "Really? Thank you, Chief! ”

The girl's voice was crisp, sweet and greasy, and the middle-aged Taoist priest squinted his eyes happily.

Sweeping his gaze to the last beat, he thought about it, and next time he would find those troubles in paddling.

This insincerity will hit him sooner or later, so there is no need to rush it.

Next, everyone is asked to write the name and birth date of the enemy, and then throw it into the brazier in the middle.

Chu Yuqi was the first to go up and write his name because he was blue-eyed by the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Generally, undercover agents may panic at this time, after all, they know that this is harmful, but Chu Yuqi is confident.

Who is the most familiar character in her? One is the heroine Cheng Jingru, and the other is the female supporting Cheng Hao...... No, it's Ruan Mingmao.

If she had written Cheng Jingru before, but after thinking about it, Cheng Jingru is the heroine after all, and with luck, who knows if she will be noticed by the transfer immortal.

She wrote the three characters Ruan Mingmiao without any psychological burden, and wrote the other party's birthday.

The flame licked the blood-stained paper, quickly turning to ashes, and then burst out with an eerie red light.

This change made the people behind take a step back in shock, but the middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, "But." ”

The assistant took the box containing the money in the hands of the Qinglian Dao Chief, quickly checked it, and then another assistant handed Chu Yuqi a statue of a god.

"Congratulations on having to transfer the Great Immortal." The assistant grinned, but no matter how you look at it, the smile is very oozing.

The people behind immediately understood that this was to write the real life and birth date, and if one of them didn't match, they were afraid that they would fail to ask God.

As for the consequences of failure, everyone didn't dare to think about it at all.

Everyone lined up and bit their fingers in turn to write the name and birth date of the enemy.

Li Wenhe frowned slightly: "It seems that it is not possible to write a real person." ”

Du Fenglang groaned for a moment and whispered, "I can write my own." ”

This transfer immortal is very weird, he is afraid that if he really writes about others, it will bring bad luck to others.

Mingmiao: "No, you all write mine." ”

Li Wenhe: "No! ”

Several people turned their eyes to him, no, no, what are you so excited about?

Li Wenhe pressed his eyebrows and said lightly: "Although you are very powerful, this is obviously a kind of evil art, every time you write it again, who knows if it will make the evil magic mark deeper." ”

Mingmao: "Although you are very filial, but we are two groups of people, just write twice, what are you afraid of." Besides, there is no such thing as a witchcraft in this world that can plot against your boss. ”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly fell silent.

He Wangyao didn't notice the subtle pause, "Yes, believe the boss, the boss is the most powerful!" ”

The matter was settled, and soon it was their turn for the last two groups.

Du Fenglang bit his finger according to Ming Hao's request and wrote Ming Hao's name and eight characters, and after watching the red light flash, he went to receive the statue of the Great Immortal.

The assistant who distributed the idol squinted at Du Fenglang for a few seconds, "Do you know why you were left until the end?" ”

Du Fenglang shook his head cautiously.

Assistant: "Because your hearts are the most insincere!" If it weren't for the kindness of the Great Immortal, it would not be easy for you to come here, and today you wouldn't even think about successfully inviting the Great Immortal! ”

Minghao just wants to finish the process quickly, who wants to listen to him PUA here.

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept to a figure and followed the middle-aged Taoist priest to the back of the main hall, and he couldn't help it, "Hurry up, don't talk nonsense." ”

The assistant was stunned and looked at Mingmiao in disbelief: "Bold! Get down on your knees yet! ”

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A few minutes ago, Chu Yuqi, who was the first to invite the statue, stood proudly in the corner.

Qinglian Dao Chang lowered his eyes and secretly studied the statue of the Great Immortal God in his hand.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated slightly, and he glanced at the phone while people were not paying attention, and his expression suddenly became serious.

At the same time, Chu Yuqi's gaze swept to the last person in line, and he couldn't help frowning: "Ruan Mingmiao? How is she here! ”

Qinglian Daoist heard the familiar name: "Do you know Ruan Minghao?" ”

"Acquaintance." Chu Yuqi didn't want to leave the impression of telling right and wrong to Qinglian Daoist, so he restrained himself and didn't say much.

Qinglian Daoist said: "An old friend of mine entrusted me to take care of her, if you can, please help take care of her." ”

He will have to confront the evil spirit later, and he may not be able to take care of it so much, so he can only ask Chu Yuqi, who has two heavenly thunder talismans, to help take care of it.

Chu Yuqi was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and said a good word.

In fact, I was so annoyed that I couldn't do it, why did this Ruan Minghao have her everywhere?

Annoying, isn't it annoying, if the strength is not good, do you like where the danger is, do you really think that she is the protagonist's life?

I saved her life by being merciful, and I didn't get half a word of thanks, but I was completely relied on, right?

Hearing the middle-aged Taoist priest shouting to himself, Chu Yuqi couldn't wait to follow the other party inside.

She was worried that Ruan Minghao, that idiot, would be exposed and drag herself back.

I was afraid of something, and when she heard the scolding of her assistant, she walked faster.

Because the movement was too fast, he suddenly hit the middle-aged Taoist priest's back.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes changed: "You are in a hurry? ”

"That's right, I want to ask the Taoist chief to tell the hexagram earlier." Chu Yuqi nodded.

The middle-aged Taoist priest grabbed her hand, rubbed it, and looked at her with a greasy smile.

Chu Yuqi was stunned and didn't react for a while.

At the same time, Ming Miao also completely lost his patience, "Kneel to your uncle!" You like to kneel so much, kneel yourself! ”