Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Daqian has a department similar to a marriage registration office. Before it was time to go to work, a group of people were chatting in front of the door.

Niu Dali was surrounded by them, holding his breath and sitting quietly facing the wall.

Others ignored him and everyone was doing their own thing.

Ding Cuiyun followed Du Manzhi into the small teahouse opposite.

They naturally made tea, ate snacks, and listened to people at other tables talking about what the group of people outside did.

Ding Cuiyun has passed the hurdle in her heart, and her mental outlook is very different. She takes a sip of cakes and a sip of tea, and loudly talks about bringing her ex-husband here to make peace with her.

A group of people were amazed and gave mixed reviews.

Du Manzhi told the waiter that everyone in the teahouse who supports Ding Cuiyun and Li will be given a signature tea snack for each table today, and the account will be settled with her.

Ding Cuiyun was anxious: "Hey! How can this happen? It's all thanks to you that I can live like this. How can I ask you to spend more money..."

Du Manzhi yawned.

"I am a person who is indifferent to the four parts of the body and the five grains. If it were not for you, I would not be able to eat a hot meal at home. There is a good thing today. Please celebrate it together. Sister Ding, please don't refuse. Otherwise... let's just... Wage payment?"

As promised at the beginning, Ding Cuiyun moved from the inn to help with the household chores. Because the law stipulated that she could not work without her husband's fingerprints, so she was not paid any wages, but only had food and shelter, and facilitated her and Niu Dali's divorce.

Food and accommodation are not bad, and the divorce is just a matter of finality.

Of course Ding Cuiyun was embarrassed to get paid, so she sat down with a blushing face amidst the joking.

When the sun shines brightly and the petty officials arrive, the first thing they do is their business.

The notary was called and asked how much cash was left at home.

Ding Cuiyun wanted to say that he didn't want any money, and just wanted nothing more to do with him.

Du Manzhi's eyes quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

"My sister has been working as a cow and horse for his family for more than ten years. She is filial to her parents-in-law and friendly to her neighbors. She is faultless in every aspect. But he actually kicked my sister out and deliberately forced her to die! Sharing half of his family property shouldn't be too much. ?”

Not only do we need to split up the family, but we also need to return my father-in-law’s house back home and make up for the rent over the years!

Let Niu Dali promise that he will not harass Ding Cuiyun in the future - retreating to two streets is no joke!

The clerk and the notary were stunned.

In all these years, I have never seen them dare to ask for it. They murmured and discussed for a while, and also checked the Daqian method and past files.

"As long as your husband has no objections and everyone presses their fingerprints, I will give you the letter of agreement."

Niu Dali slapped the paper with his palm, leaving a red mark, and turned away!

The clerk scratched his head: "In that case, Mrs. Ding, please order two servants and go back and count the family assets."

"Okay, okay!" Mirage members cheered outside.

The onlookers who followed in the teahouse began to call Mr. Qingtian.

Ding Cuiyun's slightly bent back straightened.

She felt that the shackles that had been binding her for many years had vanished into thin air at this moment. She could not think of anything to say. She could only kowtow to the officials in the hall, the notary, and Du Manzhi...

Du Manzhi grabbed her and nodded to the two upright-looking servants with a smile.

"Come on, Sister Ding, settle this matter, let's go home and celebrate!"

Happy Singles!

With Ding Cuiyun's ability, she will work hard to become a rich woman, and she will be happier!

……

The shopkeeper had come to see the Zhenlie Archway. It was broken into pieces like this. Don't think about how to repair it. Just let the masons and carpenters from Litang Street move it back and use it.

After this battle, Du Lingzhong's reputation rose to a higher level.

But not because of the silver hairpin case.

But because everyone knew that she smashed the century-old archway with one slap.

Everyone believes that there is a hidden sect behind her, and if she cultivates to the extreme, she can ascend in the daytime!

Du Manzhi: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

After experiencing the grievance of not having a backstage, she doesn't mind creating a powerful sect for herself, which can save a lot of trouble in daily interactions.

They thought it was a miracle because they were asking God to come over to them, but in fact it was not difficult at all.

She just poured the compressed spiritual power into the stone, and then used a spiritual talisman to guide it to the previous wall.

This is how the demolition team worked.

……

Under the witness of the police officer, Ding Cuiyun took half of the broken silver and large and small bags from Niu's house.

She asked someone to move all her things into Du Manzhi's yard, saying they would keep them for a while until she found a house and then move them out.

Du Manzhi: "I have a lot of empty houses. If Sister Ding doesn't find a good place, don't worry about moving."

Ding Cuiyun wiped her sweat and smiled widely, her eyes seemed to glow.

"How can I keep bothering you? I have thought about it before and wanted to rent a shop in Dongshi to make some food. Now that we have split up our family, we have enough money. I will live behind the shop then, which is convenient!"

It's a good thing that she has an idea, and Du Manzhi definitely agrees.

It was considered a small advertisement in public, and everyone in the mirage said that they would support her in the future.

It was busy here for a long time and finally stopped.

Du Manzhi burned a bucket of hot water, bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and prayed.

Finally, he lay down fully clothed on the freshly made soft bed.

Press the palm of your left hand lightly and knock three times rhythmically like knocking on a door.

The soft sound of an unknown musical instrument sounded in my ears.

Her mind became calmer and calmer, and she fell into a soft sleep.

……

Floating.

There was a slight shock of landing on the bottom of my feet.

Du Manzhi opened his eyes and found a spacious and clean white square.

She touched herself, she was soft and breathing, and she was wearing the same clothes she had just changed into.

It's not the soul leaving the body.

The body is here too!

She didn't see anyone else in the square, and she didn't walk around because she noticed that the stone slabs under her feet seemed to be carved with comic strips.

Looking at it in sequence, it starts with two white-haired old men discussing Taoism.

Then the protagonist of the comic strip appeared, a thin girl. She listened to the sutras under the old man's seat, then flew to the world to preach, and passed the sutras to a goatee Taoist priest.

Du Manzhi understood.

This is the story of Nv Qing passing down the law of ghosts to the Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling.

What follows is the female youth’s experience of slaying demons in the human world. She watched it with great interest and did not realize that time passed.

Suddenly, a pair of dark blue cloth shoes appeared in front of me.

"what……"

It turned out to be an old woman sweeping the floor.

She subconsciously looked behind her and saw a shadow, not a soul.

Without the fluctuation of spiritual power, the old woman should be human.

Seeing her kind eyes, Du Manzhi felt friendly and asked politely: "Mother-in-law, is this the Qing Palace? It's my first time here and I don't understand the rules here. Can you help give me some advice?"

The old woman pointed first to her ears and then to her mouth, waving her hands.

Du Manzhi was slightly startled.

Can't listen or speak?

Deaf mute!

The old woman put down her broom, clasped her hands in front of her body and bowed, her eyes a little apologetic.

Du Manzhi hurriedly raised a smile, bowed back a few times, and waved goodbye to her.

As they passed each other, the old woman suddenly grabbed her and pressed her heart several times.

"Heart?"

Du Manzhi didn't quite understand, so he thanked her seriously and left.

The square is a large round pool with a sunken design. There is only one long step from the bottom of the pool to the top.

She was out of breath after walking up the steps. Unexpectedly, just one foot stepped onto the threshold, and a basin of water suddenly poured in front of her!