At midnight, the cabbage language burned incense and worshiped the Buddha alone in the pavilion, she sent away all the maids and maids, and buckled her head vigorously towards the Buddha.

"Buddha, help me, I really didn't mean to......"

"Over the years, I have burned incense and worshiped the Buddha every day, just to atone for my sins, why do they still refuse to let me go. ”

"What do you want me to do, if I die, they will let me go!" Madame Gan burst into tears and folded her hands.

"If that's the case, then I'm freeing myself by killing myself here tonight. Mrs. Gan looked stunned, slowly took out a dagger, and stared directly at the Buddha statue.

She raised her arm slightly, about to plunge the dagger into her chest, and there was a faint sound of footsteps behind her.

"Who is it?" Mrs. Gan hurriedly turned her head to look, but it was a strange woman.

The woman was dressed in a red robe, her appearance was very amazing, like a fairy, her eyes were bright, her complexion was snow-white, and the fairy woman with a pointed chin slowly approached her and spoke.

"I have a way to help you get rid of those nightmares. ”

"Who are you?" Madame Gan looked nervous, she was wary of this sudden fairy woman.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that I can save you. ”

"Why should I believe you?"

"With my immortal arts. The fairy woman closed her words, raised her hand and waved, the sky outside the house suddenly brightened, countless complicated lights burst out, clouds and mist, there were cranes chirping, there were flying fish swimming, there were Qionglou Yuyu, very vast and beautiful.

"You're a fairy!" Lady Gan was shocked.

"Exactly. ”

"Ask the fairy to save me!"

"It's very simple for me to save you, but the key to saving you is not me, but your Lu Mansion. The fairy woman approached the table where the incense was offered, lit three incense candles, and bowed to the Buddha statue.

"What do you mean, fairy?" Kale was confused.

"Do you remember the ruined temple in the backyard? ”

"Is it the ancient temple where the gods are in charge of ghosts?"

"Exactly. ”

"Hasn't that ancient temple always been there, and what does it have to do with my illness?" The cabbage language is incomprehensible.

"How can there be such a strange and strange sculpture in an ordinary Taoist temple, that Taoist temple is not normal. The fairy woman said.

"So what should I do?" Kale Yu was a little scared, this backyard has been blocked, I heard that there are unlucky things, and now she has moved in, and she is still safe and sound, but she has always had some concerns about these old sayings.

"Tear it down. ”

"Fairy, can the ancient temple really be demolished?" Kale asked nervously.

"If you want your illness to be cured, you must dismantle it, I am giving you a piece of jade, which can drive away the ghosts and gods and keep you safe for the rest of your life. ”

"But......" Kale still beat the drum in his heart.

"If you are worried about these, your adopted son Lu Jingyuan is afraid that there will be great disasters in the future, has he always had wounds on his body recently, his face is weak, these are all affected by the backlash of the ancient temple, the backyard was not opened before, the ancient temple has not seen the light of day, now, it is an endless trouble, the ancient temple can not be left, you can make up your own mind." ”

"That's it, everything has its own laws, I'll go first" With that, the fairy woman turned around and turned into a wisp of white smoke.

There was a struggle in Kale Yu's eyes, and finally her gaze froze, and she was determined.

On the second day, she secretly sent someone to dismantle the ancient temple cleanly, and finally had a heart, and in the next few days, her complexion became better and better, and sure enough, the fairy did not deceive her, it seems that the old lady really opened her eyes.

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In the south of the city, the entrance is closed, and the two blue-faced stone statues are particularly lifelike after withstanding the storm. A person slowly opened the door, holding a satin umbrella of good material, it was a literati in a green shirt, looking Sven, the thin man looked up at the sky, it was still raining lightly, it seemed that the situation of wet trouser legs was inevitable in recent days, the literati in green shirts walked down the steps, stepped on the puddle of the concave, and quickly moved a few steps.

"Three points of spring, at the end of this year's harsh winter, there is no momentum at all, the peach trees and purple begonias on both sides of the street have a tendency to bud, I feel that I can smell the warm fragrance contained in the buds, which is very fresh and pleasant. Although it is early spring, because the weather suddenly turned cold, so the pedestrians who went out have wrapped themselves in thick cotton jackets, the sky was always capricious a few days ago, and now it is finally a lot better, just like a little girl in the cardamom years broke tears to laugh and opened up a beautiful scene, and the literati in green shirts looked quiet, holding an umbrella to cover the rain.

"When I stepped on my back foot that day, did I meet Lu Jingyuan? If it was really embarrassing, I was thrown home...... As soon as I introduced the image of Confucianism, it was ruined, it was really rude, it was rude, I had read the books of sages for many years!" The scholar in the green shirt sighed silently, his behavior and conversation have always been extremely decent, and he was deeply cultivated by Mr. Xueshu when he was young, and was even regarded as the cultural inheritance of Mr. by the high-crowned Confucian scholars in the outside world, and he far surpassed his peers in learning.

Confucian classics are memorized backwards, at the age of ten wonderful hand-held poems were amazed full of seats, even Mr. cast an admiring gaze, but never arrogant, but more and more humble and respectful, firmly believe that a certain ancient saint who founded the religion and called the ancestor is one of the few famous sentences of the world, "The road is long, I will go up and down and seek." ”

"Anyway, that kid is running around, and he can't see him a few times a year, so he should be looking for him to chatter. "The literati in green shirts walked alone on the street, and the country vendors who came and went had helpers asked one person to hold an umbrella at his side to shield himself from the rain, and those who were troublesome ran in small steps with their bodies in their robes and hats, and they were very pleased to find a clean and spacious corridor under the eaves.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens, rain is to nourish all things good rain, but it is hard to do a hard and simple vegetable farmer. The eldest son of the general's mansion named Song Qun slowly withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

"Drive, drive, drive!" suddenly sounded the sound of horses' hooves in the rain, floating leisurely at the corner of the official road leading to the hub in the south of the city, Song Qun followed the horse and shouted, it was a team of horsemen guarding the city.

The leading general was dressed in silver and white armor, holding a golden axe, flashing with cold light. The middle-aged man had a scar on his face, from his right forehead all the way to his left cheek, and the steep slash was really only a fraction of a minute away from his pupil.

"Hmm. When the mighty city patrol captain passed him, the general with an axe bowed slightly to the literati in Tsing Yi to show his humility, and Song Qun stopped and nodded.

There are countless wealthy valves in Yangzhou City, and a huge Yandi Golden Trough is naturally coveted, and there are more than 30 large and small cottage bandit nests outside Yangzhou City, which can be described as enemies on all sides, looking at wolves, and staring at this piece of fatty meat.

There is a person in the Yangzhou Soldiers and Horses Battalion who has a high reputation and excellent martial arts, known as the "Golden Axe General", who made a lot of contributions to the Yanguo Pingban several battles in the early years, and was rated as one of the four pillars of the six counties in Zhongzhou by the local government.

After the golden axe general was far away, Song Qunfang took a step, and the pale green jade pendant carved with a unicorn that was always hanging on his waist shook slightly at the moment, as if he had bred a spiritual aura, and there was a flow of fireflies wandering, and the unicorn faintly had a few traces of aura.

However, Song Qun didn't know all this, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, a portal in front of him was crowded, and Song Qun didn't care about it after a few glances, and then there was a girl's choking sound in the shop.

"You ...... I'm going to tell Senior Brother Fang, woo woo woo ......."

"Hey, this voice is very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere. Song Qun suddenly stopped, looked into the shop but didn't see anyone, then squeezed in sideways, he firmly believed that he knew that person, but who was that person?

"Please let me go, I'll find someone. Song Qun tirelessly beckoned to the pedestrians who were not too troublesome to watch the excitement, some burly men refused to move an inch of footsteps, and Song Qun was not annoyed with a smile on his face.

Perhaps it was the innate contempt and contempt of the country warriors for the scholars, believing that the latter could be revered by a country, from the king to the people.

Whenever the various religions quarreled over academic discord, the Confucian sages always responded to the call with a posture of ruling the world in peace, so they offended many people.

Confucian sages and sages and foreign kings, self-cultivation Qi family rule the country and level the world, the first two sects are much easier, difficult in the last two sects, if you want to expand the Qing Yu Neijing sweep Hu Chen, it is bound to stabilize the interior, only the emperor of a country works hard, the civil and military generals are scrupulous in their duties, how easy it is to talk on paper and strategize, and the implementation can be implemented comparable to ascending to the sky. Therefore, in the eyes of a martial arts giant, it is just a trick to fake moral articles to sell fame and reputation, but the Weirui forces that have long bloomed in the court and the opposition and the solemn face of the Confucian saints only dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Song Qunqiao used footwork to avoid those who looked displeased, and when he looked up, he was indeed an acquaintance.

"Tao Soft?" Song Qun called softly.

"Are you, Song Qun?" The young girl with tears in her eyes was a little stunned, and she was speechless for a while, not knowing whether she was happy or surprised.

"Before, I was in a hurry to leave and neglected you, and then I thought about it carefully, and I sent someone to look for your traces but found nothing, and I never thought that I would meet you here today after a few days, what did you do, you were restrained by the boss, or what?" Song Qun glanced at the fair woman in the smoke skirt from the bottom and couldn't help but laugh, or the fair-skinned petite face that deeply affected him, and that smile was very similar to one of his distant cousins, who wanted to cry when they encountered grievances.

"The owner of this shop not only swallowed my silver but also didn't buy me the hairpin!" The girl in the Luo skirt, who stabilized her emotions, only then did she reveal her grievances and disadvantages, looking pitiful, the Lotus Palace monk named Tao Soft pursed her lips and looked forward to the Tsing Yi literati who suddenly appeared in front of her, as if a person struggling in the turbulence grabbed a straw that was not strong, even if it was pulled and broken, she was full of hope.

"Boss, what's going on? Is there such an unreasonable thing?" Song Qun stared to the right, and there was a rich middle-aged man standing in a locust wooden table covered with draperies, the man was not tall, and his cheeks were piled up with a few taels of horizontal meat, and Song Qun knew at a glance that this person was not a benevolent and kind person.

"Childe is a friend of this girl, today this thing really can't complain about the villain, in the morning when a strange boy spent his wallet under this jade hairpin, said that he was going to pick up the goods tomorrow, and in the afternoon this girl also took a fancy to the hairpin, the guy doesn't remember, the villain I am not in the store, the guy sold the hairpin to her, and when I came back, I knew that it was a big mistake, how can this kind of promised customer thing be open? So I took the hairpin back, and then the little girl beat and made trouble. "The boss with the face of the Chinese character is full of bitterness, and he is also in a dilemma.

"Is that really the case?" Song Qun glanced at her calmly, soft pottery, his face was ugly, it seemed that the boss's words were true, without a trace of falsehood, Song Qun was thoughtful.

"Then how can you explain her money? There should be nothing unspeakable about honest trading, or is it that the boss sees her as a foreigner and wants to kill her?"

"This, the son doesn't know that my store has a different rule, all the utensils sold will not be refunded, ten years as one, the girl wants this hairpin is okay, then you have to come up with a higher price than another son, otherwise the money can't be refunded, and the hairpin will have to be recovered. ”

When the narrative of the matter was clear, Song Qun stopped talking, and the woman in the Luo skirt, who had always stood beside him, also stared at him helplessly.

Song Qun's head hurts a little, how can this matter be done without verbal evidence and without drawing and signing? It is clear that the pit person is clear, and after the pit is finished, he will make you dumb and eat Coptis chinensis - there is bitterness and you can't vomit it.

"Well, how much does it cost to have a hairpin? The green-shirted literati spoke slowly.

"Childe, please come with me, and I'll show you. The middle-aged man who took a breath turned around and opened the box, took out a thick package of parchment paper, and spread it out in front of everyone.

As thin as an awl, the jade pole is blended with the green, like a ball of flame surging in the river canal, extremely gorgeous, the top of the sharp rod is a three-layer eight-petal posture with a delicate bloom, facing the clear sky of the hibiscus, no wonder the woman in the skirt fell in love with it at first sight.

Song Qun frowned and held back for a long time.

"It's not much closer, I'll buy it for her. ”

"The son is arrogant, this hairpin has a total of thirty taels of silver, the girl paid twenty taels before, I will charge you another ten taels, no more than a penny and no less, what do you think, Childe?" The boss smiled, and the movements in his hands were familiar with the hairpin wrapped up, for fear that the gentleman would regret it, and his attitude could be said to be closer than his mother!

"I just brought money today. ”

"Do you think this is good?" Song Qun turned around and glanced at the girl in the Luo skirt who was standing in place like a wooden stake, Tao Ruan suddenly reacted and was about to speak, but he put the hairpin in her palm, and then took a few steps out of the threshold, raising his hand to open the cyan silk umbrella.

"Song Qun! Song Gongzi, you wait for me, I can't ask for you for these ten taels of silver for nothing, count me as owing you!" Tao Ruan hurriedly chased after him.

"Where are you going, Miss Tao?" Song Qun turned his head to look at her.

"Of course I'm going back to the inn, huh, where is my umbrella??? who stole my umbrella!" Tao Ruan looked left and right to find that his oil-paper umbrella was missing, it must be which thief coveted her delicate flower umbrella, and secretly took advantage of her inattention!

"If Miss Tao doesn't dislike her, come with me, and I'll send you over. ”

"That's good, Song Gongzi is really a good person!" Tao Ruan showed an innocent smile, like a jade pear flower in the spring rain.

"I don't know who Miss Tao is, it doesn't seem that I'm from Yangzhou. Song Qun stepped down the steps of the pavement, and Tao Soft moved into the big umbrella dexterously, for fear of getting a trace of rain.

"Oh, my two senior brothers and I are Taoist monks from the Lotus Palace in Dongzhou, Yan Kingdom, and we traveled all over the mountain and traveled all the way through the four eastern cities of Yangzhou, and the fifth city is Yangzhou. ”

"Oh, I see, Yangzhou is a good place, there are many fun places, and there are a lot of delicious food, if you have any needs, you can come to the General's Mansion to find me. ”

"Then thank you Song Gongzi!" "The more Tao Ruan looked at this elegant and elegant scholar in green shirts, the more cordial she felt, much better than her two fellow brothers!

It seems that the scholars in this world are better than those stinky Taoist priests who only know how to practice qi and cultivate immortals!

"Miss Tao, which inn is it?"

"Rifle Inn!"

"Oh, that's a familiar name, I've been there. ”

"Really?"

"Yes. ”

"No, it seems that the second son of the Lu family asked me to drink there today......"