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

Qingyang's operation not only shocked the man who sent the firewood, but also shocked the two monks: If I remember correctly, the Taoist priest is stepping on their Buddhist territory, right?Is it so fair and aboveboard for peers to grab business now?

Jue Ming couldn't help but say: "Little friend, this is the old monk's temple—"

"Human life is a matter of heaven and earth, what's the point of view?" Qingyang spoke righteously, and even said with reproach in reverse, "You monk, you still have to practice compassion!"

Jue Ming: "????"

You Taoist priest is so weird!Standing in the monk's place, accusing the monk of not being merciful enough!

This is Yuanyuan's absence. If Chen Yuanyuan was present, he would have to spiral [-] times in the air, shouting to her boss: Well done!

It's a pity that there is no Chen Yuanyuan here, there is only one Oboi, floating between Qingyang and Juexin, look left and right, it seems like a big girl is picking a man, in a dilemma.

Here, where is he standing?Standing here?Then he must be hammered to the ground by Sanqing, but standing on the side of the stinky Taoist priest, I am sorry for the Holy Spirit...

But obviously, the living people present didn't care about his hesitation, Qingyang even calmed down the firewood delivery man, sent him to the courtyard house to lie down in a very hostile manner, and walked back with no guilty steps. Going back to the edge of the cliff, under the watchful eyes of the two monks Jueming and Juexin, he looked down worriedly: "Oh, it looked fine just now. The noise made by this female ghost was quite loud, and the guards in the entire mausoleum were alarmed." , Now that people come and go, we can't go straight down."

"..." Jue Xin's attention was drawn back to the matter of the haunting, his brows frowned deeper than before, and he twisted his rosary in an even more painful look, "How could I enter a ghost? This mausoleum is the one I invited a master before I was alive. The Feng Shui Bureau is underway. Xuan Ye did not change the design, and the ghost with evil intentions should have stepped into the mausoleum and be killed."

Jue Ming said the Buddha's name.

The Buddhist Taoism he practiced does not agree with using Fengshui to win good fortune for his own benefit. He really doesn't understand Fengshui.

Jue Xin is to determine the Feng Shui bureau first, and then to get started.Ren Shijueming, before he saw the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Qing Dynasty, he would never have imagined that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty would secretly invite people from the Taoist sect to give his tomb a feng shui.You must know that most Manchus reject Han culture. Taoism, as a native religion in Han, has never been recognized by the rulers of the Qing Dynasty. Most Manchus admire Shaman culture or Tibetan Buddhism.

Qingyang was about to answer, but Juexin murmured again: "It cost me a lot of money..."

When he said this, Jue Xin's eyes were empty, as if recalling some lingering psychological shadow...

"..." Aobai couldn't help turning his eyes to Qingyang, full of condemnation, so is scraping oil and water a long-standing tradition of your Taoist sect?

"Cough." Qingyang said cheekily, "This Feng Shui Bureau is indeed exquisitely set up. I observed it, and it seems that the most chaotic part is at its core. Is that the Long En Hall?"

The Long En Hall is the largest above-ground building in the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Qing Dynasty. Logically speaking, the corpses of the emperors and empresses should be buried.

Qingyang pondered for a while how to get into this Fengshui Bureau, and said casually: "But you are here, and who is in the urn in the Long En Hall?"

Everyone in the world knows that Emperor Shunzhi believed in Buddhism and became an idiot. None of the emperors and empresses of the Qing Dynasty were cremated.

Qingyang swears that he didn't think about it when he asked this question, if he did, he wouldn't ask.However, when he realized that his words were seriously inappropriate, Jue Xin said frankly, "It's a handful of soil from my Qing territory."

Juexin didn't even give Qingyang a chance to interrupt, and he bowed his head apologetically to himself: "I faked my death to get away, and in my last wish I forced my body to be cremated, but in fact what they burned was nothing but empty space. .”

Jue Xin has a very root of wisdom. After enlightenment, with the blessing of the old monk's rosary, it is not difficult to create an empty image.The most difficult thing is to turn around and leave with the guilt of deceiving his mother and son.

Jue Xin sighed: "Now, I can only hide my name and pray for them silently. The mage broke this matter today, and I hope Hugh will spread it to the outside world."

Qingyang: "..."

Inexplicably, I have assumed another secret. If you Kang family calabash dolls don't come to me, I will burn my incense. Make it clear, make it clear, please!It is you who have been haunted!I obviously stayed obediently in my Taoist temple to play infrastructure! !

Qingyang said viciously: "Then have you figured out how to get down? Will Lihun?"

Jue Ming honestly shook his head: "We don't fix this."

They practice Buddhism seriously, and the spells they learn are also spells for saving people. They know how to summon souls, but they don't know how to leave souls.

Qingyang sneered three times: "Then do you still want to go down to catch ghosts?"

Jue Xin didn't even have time to stop Jue Ming: "Think about it!"

"Okay!" Qingyang took out the Sanqingling in an instant, without giving the monk a chance to respond, Qingling shook the Faling, and the three living people were separated immediately, "Thank you for your patronage! Remember to give the money!"

Jue Ming didn't even react: "????"

What the hell, owed it before it even started?

Jue Ming picked a monk more, and immediately thought: I owe it all, I can't owe it for nothing, rush!We must grab and catch this female ghost!

The two souls of Qingyang and Jueming, one green and one gold, are like falling stars. You chase each other towards the Longen Hall. During this period, Jueming even learned how to make obstacles and hold back his legs without a teacher. The two souls are almost entangled. Together, roll to Longen Hall.

Jue Xin was stunned: "..."

Those who didn't know thought it was a ghost!

Ao Bai urged urgently from the side: "Your Majesty, don't be in a daze! Be careful and owe more later!"

Think about it, this tomb is Juexin's tomb, Qingyang helps exorcise ghosts from Juexin's tomb, don't you want money?

Jue Xin's soul was shaken instantly, and he rushed to the Long En Hall at a faster speed: Absolutely not!Leave ghosts behind!

The Long En Hall is only the above-ground building of the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Qing Dynasty. Since I asked Mr. to make a Fengshui Bureau, the underground palace arrangement is even more elaborate.Qingyang is familiar with Fengshui, and while leading the way, he said, "Give me money, give me money! Leading the way also requires money, so write it down!"

Jueming: "..."

How could this be the case, the debt snowballed and increased!

Jue Ming couldn't help asking: "Jue Xin, don't you remember how to get to your tomb? You came down to fetch stones back then!"

"At that time, this place hadn't been built yet..." Juexin said in pain, his previous psychological shadow was about to be triggered again!

Avoiding the chaotic guards, Qingyang led the souls through the winding tunnel.Many guards rushed in blindly holding their weapons, but more guards rushed out panicked and bloodied: "Ghost! There is a ghost!"

Jue Xin is as meticulous as a hair: "These guards seem to be seriously injured, but in fact they are only flesh wounds. That female ghost has no intention of harming others..."

"That's right. The old man can already feel that the female ghost is nearby. Besides the yin energy, she has more meritorious deeds. If that's the case, why are you making such a fuss about the tomb?" Jue Ming was extremely puzzled. Take good handprints, be ready to see the female ghost at any time, subdue it first!

Qingyang stopped at the last corner, and lowered his voice: "Get ready, as soon as you get out of here, you will be the main tomb! The female ghost is inside, I'll count to three, one, two—"

"Three!" Qingyang and Jueming rushed out of the corner almost at the same time.

The main tomb is already full of ghostly winds, flying sand blinds the eyes, and the guards are no better than mortal bodies. How can it be compared to the female ghosts with merits and virtues?

The timid ones held their blood-stained heads and ran away, howling ghosts and wolves, and the brave ones wanted to continue, but were knocked unconscious by the female ghost. The main cemetery was full of fainted soldiers, and there were really corpses Feeling all over the place.

Qingyang and Jueming stretched out their hands at the same time, and just about to recite a spell to suppress them, they heard the female ghost's old but mournful cry in the black wind and paint sand: "My son——my son's ashes! Where did you take it, this is the altar soil, this is the altar soil! Where is the son of the Ai family!"

Qingyang: "?!"

He narrowly stopped, wait a minute, let him stroke.

The urn should have contained Shunzhi's ashes, but Shunzhi's mother, Aijia... Xiaozhuang! ?

Ugh—!Qingyang almost slipped on his knees, and hugged his head in pain, why, why did he want to catch a female ghost and it was the Kang family, after he returned, he must do an exorcism fast, and stay away from the Kang family affairs!

Qingyang almost slipped and knelt, but Juexin behind Jueming actually slipped and knelt out.

This, this, this leg is really soft, he, he, he thought it was Concubine Dong E, so he tried to make a good argument, persuaded people to let go, but it turned out that it was his own mother, who even broke him and faked his death...

Xiaozhuang is already a ghost, so he can naturally tell what is in the urn.She broke into the Feng Shui bureau, but she couldn't stand the 13 years of suffering.

Ever since she died, wandering around this world every day and night, she wanted to meet her own son, and even thought that it might be a good thing for this ghost to stay in this world, at least she still had the chance to be with her dead son reunion.Unexpectedly, after 13 years of struggling with contradictions, I finally decided to break through the Fengshui bureau of Xiaoling in the Qing Dynasty. My soul almost collapsed, but what I saw was a pot of earth!

A jar of soil!

Why didn't this make Xiao Zhuang go crazy, she even almost turned into a ghost, at least she remembered that she had to find her son's ashes, so she could keep a glimmer of clarity.

"This... Jue Xin..." Jue Ming hesitantly stopped, "You..."

Qingyang was full of resentment, and ruthlessly exposed: "Wait! Stop for a moment. Your son's ashes are filled with soil because he is still alive. He was fake death!"

Jue Xin: "????"

What about keeping it a secret?After the front foot is finished, you will sell me with the back foot?

"Don't look at me with such eyes, I didn't promise to help you lie." Qingyang said coldly, and in an instant, he changed from a healthy competitive teammate to a backhand stabbing knife, and lifted the weak-legged Juexin to his feet. , approaching the center of the storm against the somewhat sluggish ghost wind, "Look, your son's living soul."

Xiao Zhuang, who was still full of melancholy and was ready to lose his soul, said: "..."

Jue Xin seemed to be grabbed by the back of his neck by fate: "...Amitabha."

Xiaozhuang: "——!"

The storm exploded in an instant, stunned the soldiers who were still fighting, and even knocked down the door of the tomb, just cutting off the soldiers guarding the tomb.Then, Qingyang felt his hand loosen: "——Hey, old lady, please beat your son to save your breath."

Jue Xin was swept away by the storm, and he let out a scream of being beaten: "Taoist——you—"

Qingyang put his hands up, watching the show innocently: "It's nothing for me to meddle in your housework. Anyway, the old lady will see it sooner or later, so don't lie to your mother, ah."

storm:"……"

Jue Xin: "..."

The storm suddenly hit harder.

Jue Xin tried to struggle: "No, listen to my explanation, ah!!!"

Jue Ming was still thinking on the sidelines: "This can be regarded as the credit of our desperation, ghost hunting."

Jue Xin: "??? Brother?"

Xiaozhuang was angry and sad, almost crying: "Unfilial son!" Xiaozhuang slapped Juexin hard.

Because of her son's death, she had trouble sleeping and eating, dreaming every night, burning incense and worshiping Buddha, but unexpectedly, it was the Buddha who took her son away in the end!

In order to enter the feng shui formation, Xiao Zhuang's soul is almost broken, even with merits to protect him. Compared with those miscellaneous soldiers who were beaten away by her, he is not so decent: "Aren't you heartless!"

Qingyang made a trumpet shape with his hands: "That's right, old lady, his current legal name is Juexin."

Xiaozhuang: "?!"

beat!

Jue Ming gradually stopped trying to settle accounts: "...No, stop beating, my junior brother will be gone in a while!"

Xiaozhuang bitterly said: "Gone? He should have been gone long ago! Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty is dead, the child of Ai's family is dead, Fulin is dead, he should have been dead long ago! Do you know what you left behind?" The burden is on Xuan Ye, how old is he, how did we get to the present step by step, how did Xuan Ye get to the present step by step, you are not only a failed emperor, but also a failed son and a failed father! "

Jue Xin: "... Amitabha."

He slowly closed his eyes.

Aobai was not as fast as Qingyang and others, and he arrived after a long time, Xiaozhuang had already stopped the ghost wind around him, showing a distressed appearance, which Juexin had never seen before, so that he It is clear that the six roots are cut off, and the bridge of the nose can't help but feel sour.

Obai said, "?!"

Fuck, what kind of pie from heaven is this, there is such a big good thing! ? ?

Aobai geared up for a moment: "It's her, master, the new Yin soldier you want to capture for me, go! Capture her as a subordinate—"

Qingyang turned pale with shock, and grabbed Oboi who was about to rush forward: "No, she can't. Show some respect!"

Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, what a famous strong woman in history, as worthy of admiration as Wu Zetian.

What's more, Qingyang will never accept the Kang family's view!

Wouldn't this be planting the gourd vines in the vegetable garden, and then the gourd babies would have to grow one after another. Just thinking about it, Qingyang felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

Only then did Xiao Zhuang shift his gaze from the unfilial son to the other people gathered in the tomb: "..."

……Um?

Even Xiaozhuang was a bit at a loss. What kind of combination is this Taoist priest and monk mixed with Oboi?

Forget it, it's not as important as beating your son.

Xiaozhuang is old and strong. When she was alive, she was the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty, a role model for her mother, and now she is dead. Do the ancestors still care about her performance when she is dead?Now she is a deceived mother!

Beat up!

Having been the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager for decades, Xiaozhuang also has a solid background. When beating someone, she scolds them incidentally. There is no dirty word at all, but it is enough to poke the heart and spine. , you, the monk said that compassion is the heart, how can you take away a mother's beloved son!"

Jue Ming can speak eloquently to Chen Yuanyuan, but he also respects Xiao Zhuang, so he only whispered: "Jue Xin has deep roots of wisdom, extraordinary talent, his six senses are clean, how can he escape into a Buddhist sect, how can it be said that he is stealing his son?" Woolen cloth……"

Xiaozhuang said sadly and angrily: "Isn't it? Is it hard for the Ai family to conceive for ten months? Is it painful to give birth to a child? In order to help him ascend to the position, the Ai family endured the humiliation. In the end, what does this unfilial son repay me? He respects and mourns. How many years have you been at home? He is still alive, so when Ai's family died, did his own son die with his own mother?"

Xiao Zhuang worshiped Buddha all her life, and even her soul carried a Buddhist bead in her hand, but she crushed it at this moment: "Buddhism says that Dependence arises and extinction, Aijia wants to ask, why Aijia gave birth to Fulin, Even if he has not repaid this predestined origin, he can decide the predestined end by himself?!"

"Buddhism says that compassion is all about compassion. Compassion is to make the world happy, and compassion is to help the world to relieve pain. He Fulin is so merciful and mourns his family? Is he so merciful to Xuanye?"

Xiao Zhuang didn't wait to retort, and turned to Qingyang: "That boy, you are a Taoist priest. Very good, the Buddha took away the son of the Ai family, and the Ai family no longer believed in Buddhism, so today they changed their family and joined the Taoist sect. Are you willing to accept Ai's family?"

Qingyang was still eating melons beside him: "?????"

No, how did this fire burn on him? He even said that he would not accept it. Is there still a self-delivered one?

Qingyang fearfully said humbly: "What is your status? My Taoist temple is so small. I'm afraid I can't afford you."

No, no gourd vines!

"So what's the matter? We grassland girls are never afraid of the dangerous environment." Xiao Zhuang said without doubt, "Next to the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Qing Dynasty is the Temporary An Fengdian of the Ai Family. Inside are all the things that were brought from the Compassionate Palace , use it as you please!"

Qingyang: "..."

No, let's put it this way, would he dare to steal from Xiaozhuang's mausoleum?Don't even dare to sell it!

Xiao Zhuang: "What is your expression? Could it be that you don't like Aijia and don't want to accept Aijia?"

Qingyang: "..."

What's going on, why do I still encounter the situation of being forced to accept ghosts.

He really didn't want to get involved in this trouble, Xiao Zhuang's words now might be out of anger, he was angry with his son, how could he agree.

Aobai was still beside him very proudly: "Ha! People have to obey their old age. Back then, Taoist Master Qingyang took me in as soon as he saw me."

Xiaozhuang said indifferently: "Oh, you are quite proud of being an errand runner."

Obai: "???? Don't be complacent! I'm better than you anyway, don't say that Qingyang Daoist doesn't want to accept you now, even if he accepts you, you are still a member of my Yin Soldier, my subordinate!"

Xiao Zhuang ignored Oboi, instead restrained his anger, floated to Qingyang's side, took Qingyang's hand, and said kindly: "My child, you are stupid! What's the harm in accepting Ai's family? With your ability, Sooner or later, the grandson of the Ai family will notice you. Xuanye is so smart, at that time, there will be the Ai family, and the Ai family will protect you!"

"Hiss..." Qingyang took a breath, thinking that it makes sense...but the price is to bear the burden of the two families!

Holding a sliver of hope, Jueming said cheekily: "Why do you force it? Even if you are a Buddhist, you are also a Buddha, and you are close to your son."

Xiao Zhuang turned his head and scolded: "The monk stole my son, how could he accept me!" Turning his head, Xiao Zhuang had a kind face again, "Come on, good boy, the Ai family has figured it out for you. Look, this It's a blessing... the cemetery of that stinky monk Juexin, you accepted a female ghost for his tomb, doesn't he owe you? Can't he give you money as a reward?"

Jue Xin: "...?"

I'm like, smelly monk?

Qingyang is also ashamed, the old lady cheated on her son... Good!he likes!Coupled with the money from Lihun and leading the way before, the Thousand Arms he wanted is secure!

Money is at stake, and Qingyang is willing to take risks for it.

Qingyang puffed up his chest: "Then let's let it go, I used the Sanqingling that was blessed by the master before to help you two eminent monks get away from the soul; I just guided you two in the Feng Shui bureau that had narrowly escaped death; and this ghost hunter -"

Xiaozhuang tricked his son to death: "It's not just a ghost, it's not just a ghost, Su Ma—you come in."

From outside the closed tomb door, another female ghost floated in. She was about the same age as Xiaozhuang. You could tell from the title. This must be Xiaozhuang's dowry maid, Emperor Kangxi's enlightenment teacher, Lagu Su Ma.

Jue Xin was stunned and suffocated. The previous psychological shadow completely repeated the same mistakes, and this time it was even more terrifying.

Jue Ming also said with difficulty: "Brother, you said that at this time, brother will expel you from the sect..."

Jue Xin: "?! Don't even think about it!"

Let's carry the debt together!

Aunt Su Ma floated behind Qingyang, put her hands on Qingyang's shoulders, and said coldly as if I would be your backer, "Little Taoist priest, just lie!"

Two monks: "...??"

Are you talking so bluntly now?The same is true for robbing business, and extorting money.

Qingyang: "Hey hey hey hey..."

Two monks: "..."

Qingyang shook his head, sighed and said to Jue Ming: "I tell you that you are not willing to spend money on the Buddha, the luck is all on my side."

Jue Ming: "..."

His three views were impacted again: Is it...really?Is it really? !

Happiness came too suddenly, Qingyang compared with the unlucky Jueming monk, with a grateful heart, he crazily made offerings to his master.

Originally, the speed of the journey was already very slow, but this time the return journey was even slower, Qingyang hired a horse-drawn carriage generously, and whenever he went to places with good ingredients and delicacies, he would definitely stop and offer offerings to his master.Forget about the delicacies bought, the most tempting ones are those made by Qingyang himself, such "ice cream", "milkshake" and "jelly", which have never been heard or seen before, and they are so elegantly made that Xiaozhuang is greedy.

Qingyang was overjoyed, and couldn't help but murmured to the little statue in a low voice: "If I wasn't afraid of offending Master, I really want to kiss Master! You are so kind to me!"

This time when he came to the Buddhist temple, Qingyang really only brought back one thousand-armed ambition. Who would have thought that he would get four.Two of them have thousands of arms, three of them are against Master Kang's treasures, Xiaozhuang, Shunzhi, and Lagu Su Ma, if they are released one after another, isn't that a must-win game!

Xiao Zhuang smelled the milkshake and couldn't help swallowing.

Don't blame her for being greedy, people who have been dead for more than ten years, the most offerings she can enjoy are incense and vegetarian food.No one dares to offer dessert to the Empress Dowager, wouldn't that be disrespectful!

Qingyang could already hear the sound of Xiaozhuang swallowing, but at the same time, he also felt a chill on the back of his neck: "...the old lady forgive me, I also respect the elderly first..."

Respecting the elderly in a double sense, firstly, the master is much older than Xiaozhuang, of course, respecting the master is the first, and secondly...he really dare not think that after he distributes the desserts of the master to Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang What will happen, for the sake of the old lady's safety, or... Forget it, the master is very strong in protecting food.

Qingyang whispered: "I will teach Juexin how to do it later, and ask him to make offerings to you."

Xiao Zhuang's attention immediately shifted from the desserts to the stinky monk, gently smoothed the folds of his clothes, and said with a seemingly flat smile: "Oh, let's talk about this. Before leaving, Aijia went to your temple to see Look. There is not even a Buddha statue, and there is no incense." Xiao Zhuang's eyes suddenly became like knives, piercing sharply, "That's why I have the nerve to abduct the son of Ai's family!"

The Yin soldiers guarding the carriage poked their heads into the carriage: "That's right, you don't know yet, the temple and the courtyard are all built with stones from your son's mausoleum!"

Xiaozhuang was furious: "What?!"

"..." Jue Ming silently shrank his body, wondering why his ancestors looked at him in the matter of becoming a monk, as if a poor boy kidnapped an ignorant girl and kept extracting money from the girl's natal family.

Jueming felt that he should clarify: "A benefactor, sincerity leads to spirituality."

"Bah!" Aunt Su Ma spat, "Look at Daoist Qingyang, that's called Xincheng! What's the difference between you and that sweet-talking prodigal son? To say good things, to behave as if you are filial to your father, but in fact, even on your birthday, you don’t give any presents to your father.”

"No way," Qingyang couldn't help turning his head, disbelief, "It's not even Buddha's birthday, you are also heartburning, right?"

Jue Ming and Jue Xin fell into a weird silence...

Qingyang: "... you deserve to die of poverty, you deserve to be stuck with seven phases."

Jueming couldn't help but said: "The Buddha is a person who cares about things outside of himself! And if you say that, the poor people in the world can't believe in Buddha!"

"Can that be the same, can that be the same?" The paper fan in La Aunt Su Ma's hand knocked on the seat of the car, as if it hit the monk's bald head, "He really has no ability, only a sincere heart , Dedicate it wholeheartedly! Even so, if you have the opportunity, you will offer a piece of sesame oil money. What about you? Are you incapable of making money? Are you incapable of making statues of Buddha? You are incapable of offering offerings to Buddha Incense? Talk about it yourself, since you have the ability, but you don’t do any of them. What are you, are you a prodigal son who doesn’t make progress!”

"..." Jue Ming wanted to argue, but the metaphor of Aunt Su Ma was so vivid, he had a sense of the picture, "Then, where do you start with the prodigal son?"

Aunt Su Ma: "I don't give anything to my father. If something happens to me, I still have to rely on my father's strength. Tell me if you are a prodigal son or not, just sit on your laurels."

Jueming: "..."

Aunt Su Ma shook her head, "I don't respect my father even if I'm capable. I only know how to get benefits from my father. Why do I keep saying that I'm filial? Bah."

Jueming: "..."

……Really?Is this really the reason why he got stuck in Qixiang?

Jue Xin hesitated and said, "How about... we confess? Try?"