Chapter 18: The Old Man, Shall It Be Returned?

There was silence.

Everyone looked at her with a look that you weren't crazy or not.

But I saw that the fierce white tiger that made people tremble at a glance, not only let the green tree ravage on its face, but also nodded its head very cooperatively after the green tree was ashamed to speak.

It almost shocked everyone's eyes.

It has long been rumored that His Majesty's pet is human, not only His Majesty's pet, but also his number one thug.

Refers to who destroys whom.

This is the title of the Great Demon King of Destruction.

But not everyone is qualified to see his demeanor.

But now I can see clearly that this rumored big demon king is really human.

And clearly conveyed a signal to everyone, that is, this new Heqin county lord, the current imperial concubine, is really favored by His Majesty!

This realization made almost everyone present completely uncalm in their hearts!

Qingqi didn't know anything about the thoughts of the people present, and she didn't care, she finished talking to the big tiger, and glanced ahead very casually.

The people standing on the road in front of her all subconsciously moved to the side to make way for her.

Lian Jinchen had a dark face, not wanting to make any extraneous branches, so he also got out of the way.

Qingshu took the big tiger and swaggered towards the main hall of the Qiyue Temple.

The master of the Qiyue Temple, the Taoist of Yuanhe, walked out of the main hall and attracted the eyes that originally fell on the green tree.

Three years ago, the Qiyueguan orchid withered overnight, and although the Qiyueguan was open for the next three years, the annual empty valley event was no longer held, and the Taoist chief of Yuanhe was also in retreat and did not show up for three years.

It was his first appearance in three years.

But it also surprised people.

Yuanhe Daoist traveled to Yujing more than 20 years ago, when he was a young man in his early twenties, and his face was like jade. For more than 20 years, his face has not changed, Taoism, medicine, physiognomy, swordsmanship, everything is unfathomable, and he is deeply trusted by His Majesty.

Countless people came to study under his name, and even several princes visited him several times, respecting him as a teacher, but he did not accept any of them as apprentices.

It was rumored that he had a disciple, but no one had seen him, and later it was only a rumor.

Now that he has come out of retreat for three years, his black hair has turned gray and half, although his face has not changed, he seems to be dozens of years old, revealing a kind of vicissitudes of dying wood.

Not to mention that the others were surprised, even the moment Qingshu faced him, he was shocked for a moment.

Her fingers that landed on the big tiger's head couldn't help but clench, and she picked up a handful of the big tiger's hair.

He raised his head and rubbed her palm before she hurried back to her senses.

With a flamboyant smile on his face, he looked at the Yuanhe Daoist, "You are the legendary Yuanhe Daoist who counts all the world's affairs?" I heard that you are doing a good job of vegetarian food in Guanzhong, and this palace wants to try it. ”

Chief Yuanhe calmly made way for her, "Please." ”

Qing Qi followed him into the main hall with the big tiger.

Everyone looked at each other again, and Daoist Yuanhe, who had not appeared for three years, actually invited her into the hall in person?

Lian Jinchen followed, but before he could approach the main hall, he was stopped by Daoist Songyue who was chatting with him just now, "His Royal Highness King Chen, the master ordered in the morning, I will not see any guests today, the meal has been prepared, please move Your Highness." Ji Zhangyin personally came to talk to the poor Dao, and Shen Shi was in the middle of the moon pavilion for the concubine Niangniang to fight the beast for fun. At that time, I would like to ask Your Highness to take special care of it so as not to cause accidental injury. ”

"Ji Zhangyin has been here personally?" Lian Jinchen was a little surprised.

"Yes, early in the morning, just after dawn, I came here to give orders." Matsuki replied.

"What this king asked you just now, you haven't answered yet, the Empty Valley Festival has been suspended for three years, why did it reopen?" Before Qi Mingyue came, Lian Jinchen was asking Daoist Songyue about this.

"The orchid withered for three years, and the master also retreated for three years, the day before yesterday, the master went out, and the flowers in the garden bloomed overnight, and the withered orchids also seemed to be sensed, and they came back to life, and the master said that this was a good omen, and it happened to be in time for the Hollow Valley Festival," Songyue Dao Chang asked with a smile, "Your Highness, you said, is it a good omen?" ”

"Resurrection from the dead," Lian Jinchen asked in a low voice as if he had been stabbed again, "Can you really come back from the dead?" ”

"Flowers and plants are gifted with aura, and they can naturally be resurrected from the dead, but people cannot be resurrected when they die." Daoist Songyue saluted Lian Jinchen: "Your Highness, don't disturb yourself, Poor Dao will go to entertain today's pilgrims first." ”

Qi Mingyue was not far from Lian Jinchen standing, and there was a lot of discussion around her, and others couldn't hear what Lian Jinchen said, but she didn't say a word.

Resurrection from the dead.

Who does he want to come back to?

She couldn't help but grab Qi Rongyu's arm.

Qi Rongyu was scratched by her, and looked at her puzzled: "What's wrong?" Isn't it uncomfortable? I'll take you to the side room to rest for a while, and I'll talk about the rest slowly. ”

Qi Mingyue nodded obediently, "Thank you, second brother." ”

Qi Rongyu was inexplicably a little absent-minded, and with a "hmm" sound, he helped her to the side room.

……

Qingqi followed the chief of Yuanhe Road into the main hall.

In the middle of the main hall is enshrined the statue of Sanqing, and the green tree takes the incense and lights it, and kneels in front of the statue of the god to offer the incense devoutly.

"I have an unnamed personal disciple, and when we first met, I gave her a hanging, and it was a dead end."

"I didn't tell her."

"After she died, I went into retreat for three years, and on the day you entered Beijing, I got four words."

"Dead wood in spring."

"Old man, do you want to return?"