[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Aobai was resting on the screen wall, but was startled by Yinzhen's cry, and jumped out of the wall, roaring louder than Yinzhen: "Who? Who? Which stinky and shameless ghost wants to divide the old man again. Incense?!"

The yin energy on Oboi's body is so domineering, and nourished by countless incenses from Qingyang, Yinzhen's yang energy was instantly knocked down to the bottom, watching the red-eyed monster really come out of the wall: "..."

"..." Yinzhen closed her eyes and fell back silently.

There are ghosts in the front and ghosts in the back. Since you can't resist, it's better to lie down and wait for death.

"Master!" The attendants at the rear rushed forward in fright, Fu Yinzhen who helped Yinzhen, and Yinzhi who received Yinzhi, all quarreling outside the Taoist temple for a while.

Qingyang was still offering supper for his master in the main hall. He was the one who stayed up late tonight, pinching the green plum syrup that was served in time. When he heard the sound, he quickly stood up and hurried to the door to have a look: "What's going on? ?”

Yinzhen closed her eyes and shed tears: "There are ghosts..."

Qingyang looked at Oboi suspiciously: "Yes, Mastiff, this is not the first time I see you."

"?" Yinzhen suddenly came to life, "Why did the mastiff scare me on purpose! When I entered the door, I saw the ugly monster on the screen wall. When I was startled, the mastiff came out from there. I thought it was the ugly monster who came out!"

"...Die!!!!" Oboi's roar shook the sky, "Are you blind! That is Lao Tzu's mighty statue!"

Qingyang blushed: "I have something to say, what's going on behind you...?"

Qingyang originally wanted to ask who it was, but when he saw the same look of bad luck, he was definitely a gourd baby raised by Master Kang's family. Qingyang completely lost interest in knowing his identity.In contrast, the soul of the other party has been separated from the body, his lips and face are already pale, and if he is not called back in time, his life may be in danger.

Impatiently, Yinzhen led a large group of guards to squeeze into Qingfu Temple, feeling more secure inside: "My third brother and I were ordered by the emperor to come to Qinhuai for business. Tonight he will stay in my restaurant and stay in the hotel. I was supposed to live in Tianzi No. [-] room, who would have expected me to be woken up in the middle of the night and told my third brother that his soul had left his body..."

Yinzhen regretted why he didn't take Mu Jingyuan out this time, otherwise he could hug and cry with Lao Mu now instead of hugging the cold body of the third brother.

Qingyang frowned and walked to Yinzhi's side, and lifted his clenched right hand: "What are you grabbing?...flowers?"

Parting Yinzhi's clenched fist, a hibiscus flower that was almost crushed fell down, and Qingyang caught it and looked at it.

"This is the wood hibiscus that was served in Tianzi No. [-] room." Yinzhen was also anxious, and hadn't noticed this detail. At this time, he approached and thought, "Why is the third brother grabbing this wood hibiscus?"

This problem is difficult to solve.First of all, he must know the key question: when picking flowers, does the third brother bring his brains.

If you have a brain, picking flowers may be an allusion to laughing at flowers, and this ecstasy may have something to do with the monk.But if you don't have a brain...

With Yinzhi's character, picking flowers against the moon in the middle of the night, mourning the spring and hurting the autumn, it's fucking logical!

When he was so anxious that he almost scratched his head, Yinzhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Wait, master. I remember that when I came to Qinhuai with my elder brother, we met at the Duchenghuang Temple. At that time, the Taoist priest of the Duchenghuang Temple said , They are running a dojo, recruiting souls. You said... Is there any connection between these things?"

There is no coincidence, if this is the case, then there may be a long-planned overall situation behind this!

Qingyang's face turned solemn: "It's a good thing you said it in advance. If someone really planned it, then he must have tampered with Shenghun. You don't have to be afraid of scaring the snake, but you are afraid of suffering. Your third brother's body will be put into the main hall, and after a while I will set up a magic circle, mastiff!"

Ao Bai came over cursing, still talking: "I just said that it doesn't look like...it's too powerful! Look, it almost scares the living to death!"

Yinzhen: "..."

I can really open my eyes and tell nonsense, if I die, I will be ugly by your statue, okay?

Qingyang offered the hibiscus to Aobai: "You wear this flower on your lapel. The man who raped his soul must still be in Qinhuai. You take your Yin soldiers to patrol everywhere, just pretend to collect it." As for the protection fee, if you really find the living soul of His Highness the Third Highness, you will find a way to get in the team."

After speaking, Qingyang carried Yinzhi's cold body into the main hall together with the guards, and covered the talisman with cinnabar.When she turned around and was about to go out, she bumped into Yinzhen and said, "...What are you doing, Your Highness Ninth Prince?"

Yinzhen's hands and feet were shaking, and she pretended to be brave and said loudly: "I will go with the master!"

Damn it, the screen wall at the entrance of the Taoist temple is really scary, and I always feel safer with the master.

Yinzhen suddenly pulled out a pile of paper money like a magic trick, with a serious face on the surface, but in fact he was afraid of being left behind and said: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely not hold back. Fortunately, I have prepared a lot of paper money and gold ingots. There are really ghosts chasing me. I'll just throw money all the way, don't believe those ghosts don't take money if they have money!"

As he said that, Yinzhen waved his hand and asked the guards to bring in a few more large boxes, which turned out to be full of paper money and gold ingots.

Qingyang: "..."

You wouldn't take this thing with you all the way, would you? ?

And counting down, three boxes, before he helped Yinzhen, it was nothing more than a box of silver.

Qingyang couldn't help saying sadly: "Why are you not as generous to me as you are to ghosts? I also want to pick up money."

Sometimes life is worse than death...

Qingyang is an old acquaintance to the City God's Temple in the capital.Seeing him, the Zhike who was in charge of welcoming guests at the door couldn't help but said, "Are you here again? What do you want to do today?"

"Don't talk nonsense in front of my believers!" Qingyang immediately accused him righteously, "Are you trying to steal my business, but my reputation will not be slandered by you so easily!"

Zhang Shuangying came out after hearing the voice, and was speechless: "... Fellow Daoist Qingyang, come in and talk."

When he saw a large group of well-dressed people behind Qingyang, as well as the Ninth Prince, whom he met last time, he knew that something might be wrong.

Qingyang didn't even intend to play jokes with Zhike, and while following Zhang Shuangying into the temple in a hurry, he asked bluntly, "Have you received a lot of soul recruiting business recently, what's the situation?"

"..." Zhang Shuangying's expression changed instantly, he stopped suddenly, then quickened his pace, and led everyone into the Immortal Yingting Pavilion, "Why do fellow Taoists ask this, is it possible that another living soul has been hooked? "

Qingyang nodded: "Yes, it is the living soul of His Highness the Third Highness."

Zhang Shuangying's complexion became even paler: "Before this, eighty living souls have been gone, and ninety-nine have been returned to one. The Third Highness's is probably the last one. If the thief wants to start a war, I'm afraid it will be sooner or later—"

"—"

A silent hum came from the sky, like an invisible giant palm, pressing down on the ground with irresistible force.

Covered by the bright moon, the dark wind is everywhere, and the yin and ghost qi are intertwined, so that the yang energy of the guards who are gathered together is also suddenly reduced. For a while, the dark eyes are opened, and only the dark clouds in the sky are cloudy clouds, which are clearly ghosts Shadows, hideous grimaces can be seen vaguely, living and dead souls gather together and attack them.

The Taoist priests of the Duchenghuang Temple were well-trained, and they immediately acted when they sensed something was wrong. With Zhang Shuangying as the eye of the formation, they formed the image of a god, and raised their palms to counteract the invisible impulsive force.

"Damn! Come when you say it!" Qingyang didn't bring a god statue with him, only a three-clear bell around his waist. Shi Mingzheng, saving souls..."

Sanqingling has absorbed the dragon energy, which is a very powerful magic weapon. Qingyang wants to try it. Since the other party has released the ghosts and living souls, the control power will naturally weaken. Can he directly intercept these souls? ?

"—" Amidst the ringing of the bell, Yin Gui and Sheng Hun let out extremely indescribable howls of pain. Obviously, San Qingling's forceful move made them extremely painful.

"This evil way!" Zhang Shuangying said angrily, "There must be a Gu Master helping, these soul-force moves will collapse!"

"You said it earlier, Fellow Daoist Zhang!" Qingyang quickly changed the spell, "The heaven and the earth are natural, the filthy qi is scattered, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining brightly—"

The little Sanqingling suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, as if breaking through the chaos in the attack of the ghost wind, it suddenly turned into thousands of thin lights and rushed to the sky.

This mantra is a divine mantra for purifying heaven and earth. It can save people, kill ghosts, forgive ghosts, and save ghosts. But until the caster reads the most crucial line of the law, no one can guess what the other party is going to do. .

Although it was said that Qingyang was interrupted halfway through the recitation because of the pain of ghosts and living souls, but since he recited the Mantra of Purifying Heaven and Earth, it must be aimed at ghosts.

Is it killing, saving, or pardoning?I have tried it just now, and it is not feasible to save ghosts and forgive ghosts, so why does this Taoist priest still recite the mantra of purifying heaven and earth?If it was killing ghosts, wouldn't the puppets collected so hard be all in vain?

The enemy has obviously also fallen into a strong hesitation, and the ghosts swimming in the sky are all sluggish. After Qingyang reads four sentences later, the blue light almost overflows the raised palms of the gods formed by the city god's temple. Besides, all the ghosts died suddenly, turned around and retreated in an instant.

Zhang Shuangying breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time his heart tightened: "I didn't expect them to come so fast. This time, I'm afraid they will move to their nests and it will be even more difficult to find them. If you cover yourself with your identity, you can't count as a position."

Yinzhen had been sitting on the paper cash box that was brought up just now, and now she came to her senses and stood up while supporting the box: "It's either a gamble or not."

"Ah?" Qingyang didn't know what the Ninth Prince was talking about, he couldn't even stand up when he saw the ghost just now.

"..." Yinzhen rubbed his forehead, still made up his mind, moved to Qingyang's side, and said in a very low voice, "I bet my third brother has a brain."

Qingyang: "???"

What crazy things are you talking about? Did you just get scared by a ghost?

Yinzhen thought about the wood hibiscus, and always felt that there was still another meaning, but he was stumped for a moment, and he couldn't remember: "I saw the appearance of those ghosts just now, and they are all delirious. I don't know if there is any way to make the third brother recover his mind." Wisdom? Maybe it can cooperate with us inside and outside, and at least provide some clues."

"..." Zhang Shuangying and Qingyang looked at each other, "It's feasible. Unlike ordinary people, His Highness's disposition should be able to keep calm in the enemy camp, at least not to expose himself."

"Then cook some vegetarian food, and I'll make it a blessing." Qingyang began to rummage through the cinnabar and yellow paper from the City God's Temple in the capital, "Although it's bad luck to sacrifice to the living, it's better than offering sacrifices to the dead. .”

"..." Zhike began to move his lips soundlessly, obviously complaining secretly that his prediction was true, but he still went to the kitchen to cook vegetarian food as he said.

In any case, they still had great trust in Qingyang's ability.

Su Zhai was brought up quickly. In order to hurry up, he didn’t care about the taste, and served it when it was cooked. Qingyang dipped the talisman paper on the vegetable leaves, and immediately the paper turned into water. This was to turn the blessed talisman into The amulet water is poured into the altar, and then through the offering, it is sent to the living soul to enjoy.

So, in a muddy and wet underground passage.

The youngest Yinzhi, who was still dazed at first, suddenly said, "Hey!"

Bah, what is bland and tasteless, and smells like paper, 哕!

While disgusted and disgusted, Yinzhi also realized that he was in a long, dark tunnel, not only him, but also dozens of ghost brothers, all with dull eyes, floating in place lifelessly.

Yinzhi's hair was terrified, and he immediately recalled his memory before he lost consciousness. Could it be that these ghost brothers, like him, were seduced by souls?

He also wanted to take advantage of everyone's unconsciousness, or look around, there were footsteps coming from the depths of the tunnel, and the candle flame approached flickeringly:

"Damn it, I'm so troublesome. If it wasn't for feeding the ghost king, who would have the patience to set up a special place to raise living souls and ghosts separately."

"Just do whatever you want us to do, too many words will save your life."

"Oh, tonight, the master originally wanted to take advantage of the collection of 81 living souls to show his power in front of the world, and then logically cultivated into a ghost king, unifying yin and yang. Who knew that the Taoist priests in the Chenghuang Temple here are so powerful and cruel. I heard that in the end, the Taoist priests in the Town God's Temple in Dudu all recited the mantra of purifying heaven and earth! After the mantra is recited, all souls will be killed, regardless of whether they are alive or dead!"

"It's no wonder the master just said that we should retreat quickly. Our long-term hard work can't be wasted with one move. It's not too late to make a comeback after the ghost king is refined."

"Hurry up, tie up these living souls, and let's hit the road right away!"

Yinzhi hides among the many living souls, and also pretends to be unconscious. Those who came to tie the living souls did not notice Yinzhi's strangeness at all, and they did not know that Yinzhi's mind was rapidly starting to think:

Regarding ghosts and gods, asking for help should be asking for help from Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, right?I don't know what temple is the closest to here, and if there is any real ability... But the news must be spread quickly, otherwise my soul will be abducted by these monsters, wouldn't it be sure to die?

In the night, Yinzhi imitated the appearance of the ghost brothers around him, and floated out of the tunnel all the way.When they came to the surface of the earth, at least thousands of people gathered. The leader stood on a big rock, wearing a white monk's robe, with a mortal body, carrying a very heavy altar twice his size on his back. After calling and agitating, he led these thousands of white-robed men to the west.

The exit of the tunnel is in the wilderness, and they are not afraid of being discovered by passers-by. Even if they are discovered, if they cannot be saved, they will be killed directly.

Yinzhi was anxious, his eyes had already fallen on those ghosts not far away, thinking about whether to do something, suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, and the team stopped suddenly.

Yinzhi was absent-minded, and almost bumped into the ghost brother in front of him, carefully stretching his neck to peek.

I saw the road ahead, and I don't know when a long team passed by.Everyone in the team was dressed in armor, or carried a lantern from the underworld, or held a spear weapon, and crossed the road led by the white robe monk very slowly.

"..." The white-robed monk frowned. He was really in a hurry, but the team of Yin soldiers didn't seem very long, so we just waited.

Who would have thought that when the team was halfway through, Yin Jiang, the leader, suddenly turned back his carbine: "A stranger?"

The yin general was full of beards, his ghostly aura was heavier than any yin soldier, and he said in a dark voice: "The yin soldier borrows the way, and the living will not return it. If you want to survive, leave money!"

The commotion of the crowd became louder. Many of these white-robed people had high belief in the white-robed monk, and they almost wanted to rush up on the spot to help teach the yin general, but the white-robed monk stretched out his hand and stopped him: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the thickness of the earth. Bing said, even if a living person sees it, he will be seriously ill for several months, how dare you offend the yin general?"

With the cultivation base of the white-robed monk, he is naturally not afraid of the Yin generals, but it is not appropriate to cause extra troubles at this time, and the believers behind him are still the food reserves he prepared for the ghost king, and any one less will be a loss.

After the white-robed monk reprimanded the believers in a dignified manner, he ordered the people behind him to take money and prepare to spend money to settle the matter.

When handing the gold ingot to Yin Jiang, the white-robed monk couldn't help but look at it: It's strange, maybe it's because he lived so long that he can see everything.Seeing Yin for the first time brings a big pink flower on his chest?Yin Jiang also likes to dress up with flowers, but this beard with flowers is really eye-catching!

But Yinzhi saw clearly among the ghosts, that flower was clearly picked off by him in Tianzi No. [-] room, and left a message for Yinzhen!

——It's one of our own!

Yin Zhi quickly judged the situation, relying on his inconspicuousness among the living souls, he exerted all his strength, pushing the living soul in front of him to charge towards the yin general.

In order to prevent the living souls from escaping or being lost, each living soul is tied together, Yinzhi pushed, and all 81 living souls crashed into the yin general, and the yin general immediately swung the knife in his hand: "Hey! A mere soul, how dare you offend me!"

The white-robed monk saw that this matter could not be resolved, so he had to put down the altar and do it himself. He thought that at the end of the battle, he might need to summon the immature ghost king to reveal his whereabouts. Who knew that the yin general seemed to be a brainless man before his death. The general, who only knew how to fight straight-forward, was restrained by the white-robed monk and the Gu Master behind him, and was also thrown into the army of ghosts.

All of a sudden, the white-robed man's morale was greatly boosted. Following the white-robed monk's shout, he moved faster, and the white-robed monk's companion was also talking to the white-robed monk wordlessly:

"I knew it was a no-brainer, so why waste so long, I just caught it when I came up."

"Hmph, before this Yin general was wandering around, it was really a reckless waste of everything, but now joining my army of ghosts and under my control, it can be regarded as making the best use of everything."

"This yin general is very strong, and with your manipulation, he will be invincible. He will become another great help from my teaching besides the ghost king!"

"..." Damn, Yinzhi was so full of shit, he couldn't help but look back at the big brother, are you kidding me?

In fact, Aobai was impatient to engage in such lurking things, and when he met Shang Yinzhi's gaze, he suddenly rolled his eyes: Look, I was forced to save the enemy's son, and I pretended to be a fool, thinking that I would be happy ?

Under the ghost deed of the white-robed man, hidden deeper in Oboi's soul, there is another ghost deed that is secretly glowing, and through this ghost deed, Oboi communicates with Qingyang: it is done.

In the Town God's Temple, the Won Hall that was temporarily emptied.

Qingyang opened his eyes suddenly, and smiled slightly: "I caught your tail."

Zhang Shuangying cheered up: "Okay, then let's hurry—"

"Wait a minute," Qingyang stood up from the ground, "I'll invite a parent when I go back."

Zhang Shuangying, who had already picked up the magic weapon: "????"

However, Qingyang has already used the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch more refined than Senior Brother Gao, and headed straight for Qingfu Temple.

It doesn't matter if it's only about money, but human life is at stake, and nothing can go wrong.

Since the people behind the scenes are able to stir up such incidents, even the City God Temple is at a loss. I am afraid that the scale of the cult is very large. Apart from the 81 living souls, there are also many ignorant people who have been bewitched. When they fight, they are the first to be sacrificed!

Qingyang exerted all his energy: No matter how many lives there are, we must try our best to save them!

At the same time, Qingfu is in the middle.

The writing on the wall, which was originally ordinary and had no sense of existence, "Immortals are precious, life is immeasurable", actually shone out of thin air.

A certain Ben sat cross-legged lazily on top of the Sanqing God Statue, closed his eyes and slowly drank the green plum syrup enshrined to him by Qingyang. The moment the green light in the courtyard suddenly brightened, his eyes opened: "..."

The five Linggongs were enshrined by Qingyang, and they also connected with the devotees they recognized. At this time, they felt the firm belief conveyed by Qingyang, and appeared one after another from the tablet.

They came out of the side hall, looking at the shining eight characters with complicated eyes.

When they first entered the temple, when they saw this sentence head-on, they thought it was a mockery. After all, when they first met, Qingyang used this sentence to coax them.But now, looking at this "immortal life is precious, immeasurable people" who have gradually entered the wall from ordinary ink characters because of their profound belief...

"Chiliu... suck yo suck."

Lord Wuling: ...Um, huh? ?who! !Such a sound at this time will destroy the atmosphere!

Zhao Gongming looked angrily at the sound, and saw above the statue in the main hall, a certain person was holding a bowl of green plum syrup, trying to pour out the pulp inside, and the sucking sound was made by sucking the pulp vigorously.

Lord Wuling: "..."

hateful……!The green plum fruit on the green plum tree, the sour green plum is only me.

Qingyang took the small statue and memorial tablet, and hurried back to the City God's Temple in the capital. It was only half a cup of tea time before and after, Senior Brother Gao was startled.

But this is obviously not the time to praise or exchange experience, Qingyang contacted Aobai through the ghost deed: "Can you find out where they are going, where they are going, and where is the best place to set up a trap?"

Aobai's words came from Guiqi in detail: "What a trap, I was named Baturu of the Qing Dynasty back then, because I faced the enemy head-on, with flesh and blood, with real guns and knives... What? What did you say kid?..."

Aobai and Qingyang were in the middle of the discussion, and suddenly came out with a sentence without beginning or end. It was obviously interrupted by another person, and the voice that came back began to be intermittent. From the content, it can be pieced together that the other party should be the third prince Yinzhi. :

"... What kind of lewd stomach formation, hesui formation, can you tell me something funny, go, go, go back to your living soul... What, you have already stolen a ghost to replace you, you fucking How did you replace it... oh, change clothes to cover your breath..."

Qingyang repeated it to everyone who couldn't hear the ghost deed. Yinzhen was overjoyed and couldn't help but slapped his thigh: "You're right! Third brother has a brain now!"

"..." Qingyang was speechless, "Mastiff, since you don't understand, just ask the Third Highness directly, where is the best place to set up an ambush, and don't disturb strangers."

Aobai passed on some unsound words again and again.

Qingyang: "?? Mastiff? Mastiff?"

What the hell, will this ghost contract still have bad signal?

Yinzhen was still excited just now, but now she sat down with straight eyes and wiped her face: It's over, I'm out of my mind again, I must have been stimulated by Mastiff, and I insisted on explaining to Mastiff what formation Why does the law set limits?

This is to rely on those enemies to walk slowly, otherwise there is no time for him to delay.

The people in the temple became depressed again, waiting for the complete words from Guiqi again.

Yinzhen is even more boring than these Taoist priests who are discussing what Taoism and magic tools to use so as not to hurt their souls. Wandering aimlessly in the corridor, wandering around, the eyes fell on one place, and the footsteps stopped abruptly.

It was the pink lotus swaying in the wind on the water waves under the bridge, and because of the season, it was a little withered.

Pink lotus, lotus, lotus...water hibiscus!

Yinzhen's eyes instantly turned cold, like a cold knife covered with snow.

He suddenly understood what the wood hibiscus left behind by his elder brother meant.The hibiscus is picked in the river, and the orchid is full of fragrant grass.Hibiscus falls into the earth and is called wood hibiscus, born in water is called water hibiscus, water hibiscus is the name of lotus, and nianhua is a Buddhist allusion. What Yinzhi clearly implies is—the White Lotus Sect!

This Buddhist sect originated in the Tang and Song Dynasties, but it developed into an unstable factor in the Yuan Dynasty. It continued to cause trouble until the Qing Dynasty, and it was banned repeatedly.

The news that the enemy is the White Lotus Sect may not be helpful to Qingyang and Zhang Shuangying at this time, but for Yinzhen, first, this is a serious problem in his confidant of the Qing Dynasty, since it is discovered, it must be eradicated, and second... ...The White Lotus Sect, aren't those who bewitched are all foolish people?To deceive these poor people, to work for them, to die for them.

Yinzhen is ups and downs in the business world, has a lot of friends, and is the most transparent of human nature. She restrained the cold light in her eyes, turned her head and whispered a few words to the guards around her, and then walked steadily back to the hall.

Qingyang has completely given up on Aobai's brains, and directly calls Aobai as a relay, communicates with Yinzhi, and together with Zhang Shuangying, the three of them set the location and plan for the encirclement and suppression.

At the end, Qingyang also earnestly told Oboi through the ghost deed: "Mastiff, it's so tiring to think with your own brain, wouldn't it be nice for you to just listen to the third prince's command? He uses his brain, you just lead the soldiers to fight and reproduce the same thing." The scenery before my life."

At this time, the people Yinzhen sent out also came back with one big box after another, and there were ten boxes one after another.

Yinzhen opened the boxes one by one, and there were five boxes of broken silver, five boxes of paper money and gold ingots.

The smile on Yinzhen's mouth was a little cold: "I don't have the ability to catch ghosts either. When the Taoist priests are encircling and suppressing, just take these out."

People make money and birds die for food. Money can still make ghosts turn the millstone. He wants to see how firm the Buddha's heart is in this White Lotus Sect, and it can last for hundreds of years without fading!

However, before he started to provoke the people of the White Lotus Sect, Qingyang's eyes were already fixed on the five boxes of broken silver, and he couldn't help saying, "...Damn it!"