Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Qin Liuxi didn't talk to Grandmaster Ciyun about this bastard anymore, and he came here. The master is also very knowledgeable, so he asked him about the development and history of black and white witches, especially the blood curse in black witches, And briefly talked about the history of Sijia witch.

"About witches, the poor monk doesn't know much about them. The Si family of the Wu family you mentioned, the poor monk has heard a little bit. The Siwu family was famous a hundred years ago, and it is not an exaggeration to be the leader of the witches. It is a pity that a hundred years ago, the Si family and Black witch fights, although they are victorious, they are still defeated. Over the past hundred years, the Si family has been cursed and their blood has withered, and now they have only one seedling, so I feel sorry for it."

Qin Liuxi wanted to fight for something. It was the Si family who set up a masculine undercover agent to go to the scumbag's black witch, and ended up getting rid of the black witch. He also incurred an indelible blood curse, which led to this century-old disaster.

The Siwu family can be said to be as successful as Xiao He is as defeated as Xiao He.

However, Qin Liuxi did not elaborate on these with Master Ciyun.

"Although the poor monk didn't know this way, he did know a witch doctor named Wuyang. His ancestors were also from the witch clan. It was passed down to his generation. He practiced both medicine and divination. The Wu clan lived in Xingzhai in southern Hunan for generations. It is also very famous in the local area, if you want to know more about it, the poor monk can write a letter of recommendation for you, and you go to ask about it?"

Qin Liuxi hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Then there will be Master Lao."

She originally wanted to go to various book collections to check if there were records in this regard, but Master Ciyun recommended this person, so she might as well go directly to visit and inquire, maybe there may be unexpected gains.

Master Ciyun immediately gave her a handwritten letter, and seeing that it was getting late, Qin Liuxi bid farewell and returned.

"Siluo's Buddha bone has the evil nature of bewitching. You should not take it with you, and you must keep it properly. If evil cultivators or evil spirits get it, it will definitely bring disaster to the common people." Master Ciyun reminded again.

Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "I thought the master would let me hand over the Buddha bones to Yunling Temple for preservation."

"The poor monk thought it would be more useful for you to hold it."

Qin Liuxi smiled, didn't answer yes or no, bid him farewell and went down the mountain.

Master Ciyun saw her leave, turned around, and called several monks from the temple, one of them was Huiming who received Qin Liuxi.

"As a teacher, I plan to take a trip to Tianmen Temple in Shengjing to visit the abbot of Tianmen. In the days when my teacher is away, Huiqing will take care of everything in the temple for the time being, and Huiminger and others will assist."

Huiqing is a monk in his fifties, with a round body and a compassionate face. Hearing this, he frowned and said, "Master, it's almost October and winter is about to begin, and the road to Beijing is getting colder. Maybe there will be more Ice and snow, if it's not an urgent matter, why not wait until the beginning of spring?"

"This matter is important, it concerns the common people in the world, and as a teacher, you must go there in person." Master Ciyun said.

Seeing his firm expression, Hui Qing said, "If the host must go, it would be better if Hui Ming waits by his side and travels in a carriage. After all, you are already old."

Huiming also said: "That's right. Host, let the disciples wait for you to enter the capital, otherwise the disciples will not be at ease."

Master Ciyun thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Alright, let's go get ready."

Hui Qing and the others looked relieved, and hurried down to make arrangements, while Hui Ming thought that he didn't know what Qin Liuxi had said to the master. She came here, and the host rushed to Beijing.

What is the rush?

Gradually slanting westward, the only way back to Fucheng, a simple carriage was parked, someone stood beside the carriage, looking in the direction of Yunling Temple, beside him, there was an old slave and a young servant waiting, and the surrounding There are several guards on horseback.

"My lord, I've been waiting for several hours. I'm afraid... why don't you go back to the city first?" the old steward whispered.

The man in his early thirties was wearing a navy blue brocade jacket and a thin cloak embroidered with asparagus, shaking his head and said, "No, the master said, just wait here, and before the sun goes down, I will meet someone who is destined to relieve my worries." .”

Hearing this, the old steward sighed and stepped aside.

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The little servant Qingle had good ears and said, "A carriage is coming."

The man immediately took a step forward, his expression a little excited, the old steward had already winked at the guards, and everyone was on alert.

The warm sun shines from the west, the mountain wind blows, and a carriage comes against the light, falling into the sight of the man.

Lao Qiu was driving the carriage steadily, and when he saw the people in front, he called back: "Master, there are people blocking the road ahead."

Qin Liuxi was propping his head to think about something, but he didn't open his eyelids when he heard this, and said: "If you can pass it, let them go, if you can't, let them move."

Lao Qiu understands.

It's just that the other party seems to be running towards them?

A guard rode forward, stretched out his hand to stop the car, and signaled to stop.

Seeing the other party's attire, Old Chou did not look like a horse thief or bandit, so he slowed down the speed of the car and informed again: "Master, the other party stopped our car."

"Oh?" Qin Liuxi opened his eyes, lifted the window of the car to look out, and said, "Ask him what's the matter."

Lao Qiu stopped the car and looked at the guard who came forward with a wary expression, his back slightly bowed, like a leopard ready to go.

The guard froze for a moment when he saw his vigilance, they looked like bad guys?

The guard tried his best to smile brightly, jumped off the horse and stepped forward, cupping his hands and said, "Brother, don't be nervous, my master wants to ask your lord to speak."

Old Qiu: "Who are you and what's the matter?"

"I……"

"Zhang Sheng." The man stopped the guards, stepped forward himself, came to the carriage, cupped his hands inside the carriage, and said: "I'm Teng Tianhan, dare to stop the carriage, I have something to ask, please see you."

Lao Qiu jumped off the carriage, Teng Tianhan, the young minister of Dali Temple, why is he here?

When Qin Liuxi got out of the car, Lao Qiu immediately walked up to her and said something in a low voice.

Dali Temple?

Teng Tianhan was taken aback when he saw Qin Liuxi, this son is too young, is this his destined person?

"Looking for me?" Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows: "We don't know each other, do we?"

Teng Tianhan came back to his senses, took a few steps forward, and bowed his hands to Qin Liuxi again: "Dare to ask your Excellency, but you are from Yunling Temple?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Qin Liuxi asked back.

Seeing her attitude, Teng Tianhan was a little uncertain for a moment, and said, "I come from Yunling Temple. The presiding master said that I will wait here and meet someone with predestined relationship to relieve my worries."

Qin Liuxi laughed: "Why do you officials believe what these godly people say? Shouldn't it be because you are silent and strange?" But he thought in his heart, the old master doesn't want me to be idle!

Teng Tianhan was not sure, but Qin Liuxi revealed that he was an official, his eyes suddenly became bright and sharp, and said: "The monks don't lie, the master really didn't deceive me. Your Excellency, I have something to ask, I don't know how to address it?"

"Based on what I said, you think I'm destined?"

"I didn't state my identity, but you said I was an official."

"You're trusting, and you'll suffer a lot!" Qin Liuxi pointed at Lao Qiu, and said, "I know you're an official, but I, the coachman, told you about it. Coincidentally, he told Dafeng officials I also know a little bit about his name."

Teng Tianhan: "!"

Mistake? Mistake?

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