Chapter 122: Pretending to be a husband and wife
With the arrival of the guards of Qili Town, the scene was quickly dealt with.
Yang Shifei did not stay long, said goodbye to the young man in a hurry, and returned to the inn.
"βlet me see the wound."
Knowing what had happened, Jasmine frowned and leaned over her shoulder to take a look.
The robe was cut open, but there were no scars to be seen.
"Although I don't know how it works, what kind of Xuanyin is there, it seems to have been refined by the cold qi in my body."
Yang Shifei smiled: "It's out of the way." β
Jasmine repeatedly confirmed that everything was fine, and then patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really scary." β
The cold color on Yuerui's face faded slightly, and she whispered, "That woman, who is it." β
"She claims to be a person from the Ember Heavenly Palace of Shu Kingdom."
Yang Shifei touched his chin: "I remember that Ember Heavenly Palace is one of the nine sects in the world, and if you can have the cultivation of heaven and man Xuanwu, maybe you are the palace master of this palace?" β
"Being able to cast the Heavenly Demon Scorching Sun Seal is indeed the Ember Heavenly Palace Master."
Jasmine's brows were still furrowed: "According to legend, this magic skill can control the mind, so that those who are recruited can obey their orders, and there can be no more dissent." β
Yang Shifei grinned when he heard it: "It seems that it is the filth and cold in my body that prevails." β
"Thankfully." Jasmine pulled him back to the edge of the bed and sat down.
Yuerui clenched her pink fist and said angrily: "If you see that bad woman again, you must teach her a lesson!" β
"That's a good girl." Yang rubbed her head.
Looking at the two women on the left and right, I couldn't help but joke: "We are a family of three, but do we want to continue to lie down and rest?" β
Jasmine said angrily: "After experiencing this, how can you still have the leisure to sleep." β
She looked out the window at the sky: "Wait a day or two, and we can set off for the mountain." β
The night was still dark, and the sky was not yet bright.
Yang Shifei and his entourage left the inn and stepped into the Jiuhuan Mountain with their luggage.
In the early morning, the mist fills the mountains, and the mountains are hazy.
But perhaps it was built by Kaihong Temple, and the mountain road is piled up with stone steps, and it is quite easy to climb all the way along the forest road.
As the morning sun gradually rose in the east, the three of them could already see the temple gate halfway up the mountain.
"Whew"
But Yuerui was getting more and more languishing as she walked, her shoulders drooping down, and she kept yawning.
Yang Shifei pinched her soft face: "Others are tired from climbing the mountain and their waists and legs are sore, but it's good for you to want to lie down and sleep again." β
Yue Ruiqiang cheered up: "It's okay, I can still go!" β
Yang Shifei picked her up with a smile and supported her hips with his arms: "Don't hold on, sleep in peace." β
"Uh-huh."
Yuerui snorted twice, but silently buried her head in her arms.
Jasmine, who was walking aside, covered her lips and said, "My husband spoils her." β
"After all, it's a 'sister', of course I have to spoil it."
Yang Shifei teased: "But you, the 'husband', are shouting more and more smoothly? β
Jasmine was stunned, and pretended to be calm and chuckled: "Now say a few more words, so as not to make a mistake in front of those monks." β
She secretly sweated in her heart, muttering how she really said it smoothly.
The three of them ascended to the temple, and the spacious flat ground came into view.
Several red-walled temples stand one after another, and a statue of a large Buddha can be faintly seen in the temple hall in front.
There were already some people around, as if they had climbed the mountain from other roads.
"This Kaihong Temple is indeed a good incense."
Yang Shifei was amazed: "There were pilgrims so early. β
Jasmine's eyes swept over, and she quickly found a sweeping monk and stepped forward to talk: "This little master, I wonder if you can exchange it for a ghost flower here?" β
The monk clasped his palms and bowed his head: "If you are looking for flowers, you can go to the hall to find a wise master." β
"Thank you."
Yang Shifei nodded, and walked into the temple door with Jasmine, only to know that this hall was solemn, several Buddha statues were lined up on both sides, and there were many paintings on the four walls.
Some pilgrims in the hall are worshipping the Buddha and asking for signs, or following a few monks to chant and pray.
"Three donors, I don't know why?"
A monk in a robe walked slowly, clasped his hands and said, "The poor monk is wise, but you want to ask for a lot like them?" β
"We're here to get the Ghost Flower."
"Spirits?" The wise master nodded abruptly and said with a gentle smile: "Can the two of you bring wooden cards?" β
Jasmine solemnly handed over the sign: "Please take a look." β
"Well, it's indeed a gift from a poor monk."
The wise master put away the wooden card and chuckled: "However, this wooden card should have been purchased from the people of Qili Town?" β
Jasmine secretly said that it was not good, but Yang responded frankly: "That family already has an heir and is only short of money, so we will buy it without permission." β
The wise master looked curious: "Isn't the donor worried that the poor monk will refuse because of this?" β
"If you are a high-ranking monk, you must be kind and benevolent, and you must be discerning and reasonable."
Yang Shifei calmly explained: "This is not a forced purchase and forced sale, but a proper communication. Moreover, this is the only family in Qili Town that is married this year, and it is expected that it will not delay others to ask for an heir.
And this ghost flower blooms once a year, and if no one comes to receive it this year, it will be a tyrannical thing. β
These words were said wisely, and the master was stunned.
After a while, he sighed and smiled: "The donor is really thoughtful, and the poor monks are powerless to refute." β
He nodded approvingly: "The benefactor can tell the truth frankly, and the poor monk also appreciates it. It's just that the two donors are really husband and wife? β
In the face of inquiry, Jasmine affectionately grabbed Yang Shifei's arm: "My husband and I have been married for more than three months. I was trying to get a ghost so that I could give birth to a few children for my husband. β
As he spoke, he leaned his face into his arms in embarrassment, too ashamed to see anyone.
Yang Shifei smiled and hugged her tightly: "The senior monk doesn't have to doubt, our husband and wife are very affectionate." As for the one in my arms, it was my young sister. β
The wise master sighed with emotion: "It's the poor monks who are rude. β
"Monk, this flower"
"The benefactor is so reasonable, how can the poor monk refuse?"
The wise master paused slightly, and hesitated: "It's just that you came a little earlier, and the ghost spirits in the mountains have not yet bloomed, so you have to wait for about ten more days." β
Yang Shifei smiled: "It's okay, just wait a few more days." β
"The benefactor is very patient." The wise master smiled again: "If you feel that you have nothing to do, you can come and chant Buddhist scriptures together, or go to the back mountain for a stroll." β
"What's the beauty of the back mountain?"
"After stepping on the back mountain, you can enter the place called 'Buddha Soul Lake', and put the spirit sign into the lake, which is extremely effective."
Master Wise smiled and said, "Then pass through the Buddha Soul Lake, and you can go to Ling Mountain." The scenery of this mountain is magnificent, it is a rare scenic spot, and many pilgrims enter the mountain every year.
Moreover, the ghost spirit flower grows in the Lingshan cave, and the three of them can see it by going straight along the road. β
Yang Shifei nodded, and his eyes swept to the sign holder not far away: "How to get this lot?" β
"The three donors can shake it out gently."
Yang Shifei walked to shake the lot with Yuerui, and Jasmine quietly came to the incense stand and put down a silver ingot.
This scene made the smile on the face of Master Mingzhi a little stronger.
After waiting for a while, he stepped forward quickly: "The three donors are very good, which shows that the luck is extremely prosperous."
And look at the three of them are quite wise, to return from Lingshan, you can stay in the squatter house in the temple, food, clothing, housing and transportation can be covered. β
"The master is good to say." Yang Shifei responded with a smile: "Let's go and take a look at the scenery of Lingshan first." β
Master Wise was about to say goodbye, but suddenly said: "After the donor enters Ling Mountain, don't go east, there is a mausoleum hundreds of years ago, and the yin qi is damp. β
"Mausoleum?" Yang Shifei raised his eyebrows slightly: "Which prince and nobleman is it?" β
"Hundreds of years ago, there was a small country named 'Qiu', but now the country has long since perished and no longer exists."
The wise master said softly: "And the mausoleum of the last lord of the Qiu Kingdom was built in the depths of Ling Mountain, called the 'Embedded Dragon Mound'. β
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