In the blink of an eye, it is the Chung Yeung Festival.

On this day, Jiang Ping also made a special trip to remind Fu Rudi and others not to go out.

The backyard was such a big piece of land, Fu Jiao couldn't stay, deliberately walked to the door, and turned back.

Seeing this, Jiang Ping smiled dryly: "If the fourth young lady feels bored, the lower official can continue to discuss with you the topic of that day's strategy." ”

"No need."

"Fourth Miss is not interested?"

Fu Jiao glanced at the top of his head and sighed loudly: "Lord Jiang has been standing under his pants for so long, I'm afraid I'm going to touch my head." I'd better say a few words to you today, or I'll infect you with bad luck. ”

Jiang Ping subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a rope pulled above his head and dried a few big pants.

"I'm sorry Lord Jiang! I'm going to take my pants back! ”

Sinan hurriedly ran out, blushing and ripped his pants off the rope. Jiang Ping's face turned blue and white for a while, and he couldn't even make a fake smile.

Fu Jiao returned to the house and closed the door and began to grind cinnabar.

Chen Ningsheng didn't dare to approach in the corner.

On her desk was a golden copper coin sword drawn by Chen Ningsheng. Fu Jiao observed carefully, and drew different runes on the yellow paper with cinnabar little by little.

"Master, are you going to the Holy Niang Temple tonight?"

"Of course I want to go."

Fu Jiao hummed a song, no pressure, "It's just that you have to do everything you can." ”

The golden copper coin sword at the bottom of the sea, there are a total of twelve copper coins, and each copper coin is engraved with a suppression charm. The skill of the person who draws the talisman is not shallow, and ordinary people must be anxious. Fortunately, Fu Jiao's attainments are even better, even if Chen Ningsheng just sketches a rough picture, she can solve it in a nutshell.

After a while, Yan Ji, who was sleeping with Zhao Hao, came back.

In the past few days, she has been following Zhao Hao every day, and she is also caring about her appearance, and she no longer uses the shape of blood paste to scare people.

She alienated her long hair and reported to Fu Jiao: "The new saint's temple built by Song Lang has been completed. ”

"Did it go well?"

"Smooth." Yan Ji smiled slightly.

At first, it was said that the new temple should be built, and many villagers were opposed. But Zhao Hao is willing to spend money, and whoever disagrees will gag him with gold, and the price is also staggering. In less than five days, a small but splendid temple of the Holy Mother rose from the ground. Jiang Ping learned the news and wanted to persuade Zhao Hao, but Zhao Hao was unable to refute in the name of King Guangping's donation.

Some villagers wanted to gather to make trouble, but they were also intimidated by Yan Ji and scattered.

It's just that there is no clay statue of the water-tailed saint in the temple.

The altar was empty, with a few plates of tribute, very simple and deserted.

Yan Ji and Chen Ningsheng didn't know what medicine was sold in Fu Jiao's gourd.

Fu Jiao likes to play tricks.

She drew the talisman and said with a smile: "Anyway, the Holy Niang Temple has been repaired." In the evening, let's go and pay a visit to her old man's house. ”

After dinner in the evening, Fu Jiao took the initiative to say good night to Fu Rudi.

"Brother, don't look at the file for too long."

Fu Jiao lit a corner of incense for Fu Rudi.

Smoke wafted through the room, and I couldn't tell what it smelled like, but it smelled like grass.

"This incense has the effect of calming the nerves, brother rest early. I'm going to sleep. ”

"Well, go ahead."

Fu Rudi is used to her care.

From time to time, light him an incense stick or cook him a bowl of somen noodles.

Smelling the fragrant aroma on the tip of his nose, Fu Rudi suddenly felt tired from work. He rubbed his brow and prepared to rest.

Fu Jiao secretly looked at the door for a while.

Seeing Fu Rudi sitting on the bed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the house to tinker with her things.

The bangzi of the time knocked on the three rounds, and the streets outside the courtyard were deserted and quiet, as if there were no insects and birds. After the hai, the sound of silk and bamboo gongs and drums suddenly sounded, blowing and blowing, as if which family was doing something happy, and it was very lively.

Fu Jiao released Chen Liaosheng and Yan Ji.

"Let's see what's going on."

After a while, Chen Ningsheng went and returned, "A group of villagers carried a sedan chair to Qingshiling, it should be to go to the Holy Niang Temple to worship." ”

Fu Jiao asked: "You are also from Qiongzhou, haven't you been there before?" ”

Chen Ningsheng shook his head, "I have been studying outside since the exam, and I rarely come back. "His relatives died early, and his memories of his hometown have long been blurred, and the only thing that is vivid in his mind is the manifestation of the Mizuo Holy Mother.

Fu Jiao never asked him why he was so persistent in Shuiwei Shengniang.

It was Yan Ji who asked coldly: "How much kindness does the holy lady have to you to repay you if you become a ghost?" ”

"Great kindness."

Chen Liaosheng's eyes were extremely nostalgic, and he smiled shyly: "My parents died early, they were always hungry and full, and five years old was about the same height as three years old. Once, I was so hungry that I stole a steamed bun and was chased and beaten. I was scared, so I ran and ran and ran and ran into the Holy Mother Temple. It was raining very hard, it was dark, I was drenched, cold and hungry, and just when I felt like I was dying of starvation, the Holy Mother on the shrine appeared. She was shrouded in a glowing veil mist, and she was ten million more beautiful than the most beautiful people in the painting......"

The young Chen was scared.

But the Mizuo Holy Lady gently comforted him, don't be afraid.

She let him eat the tribute on the altar, and her slender fingers caressed his forehead, and the tattered clothes soaked in the rain were renewed.

Chen Liaosheng cried while eating, he was grateful and didn't know what to do. But the Mizuo Holy Lady shook her head with a smile: "You don't have to thank you." It is my duty to protect this land, and what I wish is what my heart wants. ”

Mizuo Shengniang not only fed and clothed him, but also gave him a sum of money. The only requirement was not to tell the world about her apparitions.

Chen Ningsheng kept secrets.

Whenever he was in pain and confused, he would come to the Holy Niang's Temple, and after pious prayers, he would be guided by the Holy Mother.

He studied hard in the cold window, and step by step from the poor countryside to the soft red imperial city. But the gentle and kind saint in her memory became more and more weird, and she never appeared in front of him again. After exploring flowers in high school, he thought that he could ask the saint to appear when he returned to his hometown, but he met someone who was unladylike, and everything came to naught.

Chen Liaosheng said and spoke, unconsciously bursting into tears.

"I don't hate Jiang Ping for harming my life, I only hate him for making me a wandering ghost, and I can't see the saint again."

"Okay, don't cry."

Fu Jiao threw the prepared talisman peach wood sword on her back, her face full of disgust, "Cry, cry, cry, your luck is gone." ”

Chen Ningsheng wiped his tears: "What, what luck?" ”

"See your holy lady's luck!"

She urged, "Go! Following the villagers, I wanted to see how they were sacrificed. ”

As a Xuan Master, Fu Jiao can keenly perceive all unusual supernatural things.

She crept away from the palace, thinking she hadn't alarmed anyone. Unexpectedly, the moment she turned around and closed the door, the door next door also gently opened a gap......