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

Kangxi: "???"

This is my son, isn't it?

For a moment, Kangxi began to suspect that the unfilial son in front of him was full of the demeanor of Master Qingyang's fluff.

Yinfeng was just joking. Before he entered Taoism, he thought about how difficult it would be for Kangxi if he came to ask him one day.

"Wait." Yinreng turned and walked towards the apse, "I'll take out the talisman and inform Master."

Kangxi was stunned for a moment: "A talisman? You learned the law..."

The following words were drowned in stupefaction.

When most people say talismans, they mean the kind of incantations drawn on yellow paper, right?This is very different for Yinfeng. He went to the apse and carried a small sarcophagus out, and put it in the middle of the courtyard.

Kangxi: "..."

I was stunned, never seen such a talisman.No deceitful quack Taoist would dare to act so bizarrely.

Mr. Zhang had a disgusted expression of "Hey! Unlucky" on his face, and he went back to the house muttering.

Yinreng lifted the lid of the sarcophagus, revealing the crooked talisman inside, which had been rubbed and then completed. He was full of pride: "The ink treasure left by my master... the blood treasure, even today, it is still powerful."

The technique of transporting the five ghosts was the first time the master showed his supernatural power in front of him.After Yinreng learned this technique, the first thing that Jiang Yin brought over was this small sarcophagus, and then carefully mended the talisman as a commemoration of the relationship between master and apprentice.Although now he can also write the five ghosts fortune talisman by himself, but using the old talisman on the small sarcophagus, this is a feeling that other people don't understand...

"..." Kangxi really didn't understand, he was even thinking, Baocheng has been in Taoism for more than half a year, why he can't draw talismans, so he had to use Master's to make such a big sarcophagus.

Yinfeng didn't know that Kangxi had already had parent-specific doubts such as "Is he not talented" and "Is he lazy?" He pinched Sanqing's fingers and summoned in a low voice: "Borrowing the decree of Sanqing Tianzun, summon the five ghosts." where..."

"Who did it?" Cao Shi and other Yin generals came to answer the call, and when they looked up, they saw Yinfeng, and the faces of the five ghosts suddenly changed, "...you..."

"After all, what are you going to move this time?" Cao Shi said full of resentment, "Is it a coffin? Or a child?"

I heard Mr. Zhao Gongming complain before that Taoist Master Qingyang asked them to move people when they first met. Cao Shi and other Wuyin generals were lucky at that time. Knowing that their waste should be on the disciples of Qingyang Daoist Priest!

Yinfeng immediately handed over the incense in a very polite manner: "Please send a letter to my master. My uncle Fuquan is seriously ill, and his family spends a lot of money to seek medical treatment. I don't know where the master is now? Is it too late to send my uncle to see a doctor? "

"...?" Kangxi stared at Yinreng with his eyes wide open. Although he couldn't see Cao Shi, he could hear Yinreng's words. He didn't even mention the money for medical treatment when he entered the door.

"@#￥@#￥" the yin generals moved their lips silently and walked away, and came back in a short while, "the words are brought, your master is in Heilongjiang. There are few yin ghosts there. He is investigating the matter and going to Hurry up, I'll be leaving in a few months."

"Heilongjiang?" Yinreng murmured in shock, "There have been 14 years of fighting there, how can there be so few ghosts?"

Kangxi stopped abruptly: "Where?!"

Heilongjiang? !

Isn't Yinyin right there!Kangxi began to panic in an instant, he had already lost one son, and he couldn't lose the second one!

After Yinfeng and Yin Jiang had finished exchanging information, they turned around and wondered if it was necessary for him to send him off for a fee. How could there be any shadow of Kangxi in the temple?

Kangxi had already walked out of the alley all the way, climbed into the carriage with the help of the guards, and said sharply: "Quick! Send a letter to tell Fuquan to prepare to leave!"

Fortunately, his sons are almost gone one by one. As the saying goes, if there is one, there are two, and if there are two, there are three. Thinking about it this way, he doesn't seem to have many sons...!

Completely different from Kangxi's worries, when Qingyang arrived in Heilongjiang, he couldn't find Yinyi at all.

When I was in Jiangsu, there were not many Taoist friends who rushed thousands of miles to help. Now half a year has passed, under the call of the City God Temple in Nanjing and all the way, Buddhist and Taoist disciples from all directions come to help. Qingyang just deals with these people every day. I'm so busy, I don't care about other things.

It was May at this time, and it was raining continuously. The border was already desolate, and it was not always possible to have a shelter every time you do a dojo.In order to maximize the range of transcendence, everyone gave up using spells to shelter themselves from the rain and concentrated on transcendence.When it was Qingyang and Jueming's turn to rest and go back to the house, everyone was wet, and the two monks who entered the door began to wipe their heads in front of the mirror.

"Ah-choo!" Qingyang rubbed his nose, feeling like he had a cold.Although the dharma clothes will not get wet, but during the fasting ceremony, the rainwater is poured in along the neckline, which makes it even colder.

Luo Hu, who had been sitting in the room with You Tan all this time without saying a word, suddenly cast his gaze over and stared at him.

If it was the past, Luo Hu must have come here long ago, but I don’t know why, since the day he went out to watch, Luo Hu has been acting strangely, deliberately keeping a distance from Qingyang, and even stopped following Qingyang when he was doing the sacrificial offering. .

Qingyang felt a little disappointed, but didn't show it on his face. He brushed his curly hair and saw that Luo Hu was still staring at him: "It's okay, take a shower, and I'll prick myself with a needle."

They now live in a temporary house, which has been blessed, and the three of them live in one room, which is similar to a dormitory.Qingyang slipped to take a shower, luckily, there was no one in it.

The bathroom is not big, and the water in it is drained from the ground with formations, and there are magic tools donated by fellow Taoists, which can heat the water.Qingyang took off his wet clothes, scooped up water to take a shower, and thought: How strange, this time when going out, Mozu didn’t squat by the side while taking a shower, and rushed in immediately when the door was opened to check if he was sent away. The ceremony is over.Obviously, when I went to Kyoto and Kaifeng before, I would still stare at them for inspection.

After rinsing, Qingyang put on the cassock that was still as dry as new.Pushing the door open, he found Luo Hu pacing back and forth under the eaves with his hands in his hands.

"Hey," Qingyang was pleasantly surprised, with a sense of familiarity returning to the past, and immediately warmly invited, "Want to go in and take a look? Take a look, there is no one hiding anything."

Luo Hu was bewitched by Chen Yuanyuan, and came to deliver ginger soup, but Qingyang enthusiastically pushed the soup into the still misty bath room before sending it out, hidden in his sleeve.

Warm water vapor rushed towards the face, carrying the smell of soap locust.Luo Hu only took a breath, and the pictures he had seen before flashed uncontrollably in his mind-the white and straight back, the curly hair that reached his knees, and the steaming hot water.

At this moment, he looked at the gourds and ladles in the bathroom with the wrong eyes, as if he could vaguely outline the picture of how the little Taoist scooped up clear water and poured it in the misty white mist.

Qingyang just seized the opportunity to get closer again, but Luo Hu froze when he entered the door: "Oh, no, is there really someone playing a magic weapon inside? I didn't see it?"

Qingyang was still poking his head to look in. Luo Hu had already withdrawn in a bit of embarrassment. He forced ginger soup into Qingyang's arms calmly: "There is nothing, drink your hot water."

Qingyang felt warm in his arms, and the temperature of the ginger soup was even a little hot.He looked down at the soup in his arms, blinked, and smiled.

A shout came from the other end of the rain curtain, and it was vaguely heard that many injured ghosts were found in a ravine, probably by luck, they were missed by the villains and hid in the ravine, and fellow Taoists who are free can come to help.

"Look at what I'm doing, why don't you do something?" Luo Hu couldn't help but tilt his head when Qingyang saw him, and then turned back nervously, to show that he had no guilt, "Drink the soup!"

"..." Qingyang picked up the bowl docilely, while drinking, a pair of brown eyes were still looking at Luo Hu from behind the bowl, after drinking it all in one gulp, he stuck out his tongue, "It's hot."

In fact, it's okay... Qingyang thought so, but raised his face slightly in his movements, and looked at Luo Hu immediately nervous, and leaned over to look with a downcast face.

The sky was shrouded in overcast clouds, and the light in the rain curtain was also gray, as if adding a touch of light ink to Luo Hu's body.

Hmm... Qingyang thought distractedly, am I also a trick among straight men?

He seemed to understand a little bit, why he had heart palpitations because of Luo Hu's sudden closeness before, and now why he stuck out his tongue under the rain and acted like a baby at Luo Hu.

What about the Demon Ancestor?They were so close before, but they haven't even slept once in the past five months.

Qingyang slowly withdrew his tongue: "I'm going to move bricks! Come back and act like a baby."

"?!" Luo Hu was stunned, and before he could react, he saw the little Taoist priest hopping and running out like a rabbit, waving his hands, "Master, if you act like a baby, you will sleep with your disciple!"

The surroundings also came back from rest, flocking to the large troops who wanted to occupy the bathroom: "?!!!"

The Taoist priests almost stared out their eyes, let alone the monks, and the small voice spread in an instant:

"Who is this man? I haven't seen him before. He doesn't look like a monk or a Taoist priest."

"But the one just now was Daoist Qingyang, right? The one who led the rescue together with Daoist Zhang Shuangying from Nanjing City God Temple?"

"Oh! This kind of thing appeared in my Taoist sect... Alas, I don't even want to say it!"

"Hey, apprentice, why are you looking at me like this, I don't have that kind of thought!"

Among the crowded bald heads and Taoist crowns, a ghost quietly passed by, telling his companions everything that happened here.The ghosts of Qingfu Temple danced wildly in an instant, as if they had completed all the supernatural powers.

Chen Yuanyuan covered her mouth and shed tears: "Did you finally wait for this day? I said that the Demon Ancestor is not good, and the boss is reliable."

"I don't know why you are so happy. If you don't say all those things, you can't become a fairy if you have feelings. Then wouldn't this stinky Taoist have to enslave us for decades?!" Obai was mixed among many ecstatic ghosts , out of place.

"Hehe," Sonny said, "It's as if our little club, Ascension, can win you in Qingxi's hands."

Among the ghosts who were still dancing wildly for the abbot's love, there suddenly appeared fighting figures, and Obai and Sony rolled together and fought.Zhao Gongming backed away with his brothers in disgust. Grandma Stove King clenched her hands and raised her hands to wipe her tears from time to time, with an expression of thanking God that the baby was finally about to talk to someone.

In the distance, Zhang Shuangying came over to grab the bathroom with a washbasin in his arms: "..."

He had a bad premonition, and just as he was about to turn around and run away, the people around him had already rushed up and overwhelmed him:

"Zhang Daochang! Tell me, don't you all go all the way? What is the background of that man in black?"

"What master... sleep with me, what's the relationship between them?"

"Ah! It's insulting to the reputation of the Taoist sect, the poor Taoist must scold him to wake him up—"

"Wait!" Zhang Shuangying originally wanted to be a muffled gourd, but when he heard the last sentence, his whole body was shocked, and he shouted in horror, "Don't persuade me! It's a good thing!"

"???" The monks and priests who were a little further away stretched their necks, and some Taoists wanted to put their hands on the bald head of the monk in front of them, so that they could stand on tiptoes a little higher.

"..." Zhang Shuangying couldn't help but wiped his face. Seeing that Luo Hu had disappeared long ago, he was relieved that he didn't hear the phrase "disgrace the reputation of the Taoist sect", "You didn't see the identity of that person, so naturally you don't know , why not move to the living room with me, and I will explain it to you in detail..."

Sanqing is above, fortunately, it was stopped in time, is this something that can be persuaded?Is it the devil's head to meddle in his own business?

The other Taoist priests in the Nanjing City God Temple did not share the same sense of tension as Zhang Shuangying. They just held the washbasin in their arms, walked against the crowd, and took the opportunity to seize the bathroom.

Zhang Shuangying sacrificed himself to benefit his seniors and brothers, holding a washbasin to attract the large troops to go far away: "Where do I start, that man in black robe is actually a god, you may not know, Qingyang Daoist friend's neck His golden pendant is his idol..."

Qingyang was performing the rain shelter formula in the ravine, and lit the incense he brought to the ghost with broken arms and legs: "——Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Who misses me?Qingyang rubbed his nose in puzzlement, totally unaware that the love between himself and Mozu, who had only just realized it, had already been passed to the ears of the righteous people in the world through Zhang Shuangying's mouth...

The incense made by Qingyang is very effective. After a few sticks of incense, some ghosts will regain their sanity. He quickly asked: "Do you remember what happened before you fell into the ditch? Who caught you, have you ever heard them talk about it?" Pass?"

"I, I just listened to what they said about anti-Qing and restoring Ming Dynasty," the ghost tried to recall, "...I really can't think of it."

A few more ghosts were awakened one after another, and they also just heard the thieves say "reverse the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty". As for which side or who it is, I don't know.

After all the ghosts recovered, Qingyang turned back to the house. At this time, everyone regained their composure, even Chen Yuanyuan was just sitting on the eaves, very dignified and elegant: "Ah, my master is back."

Could it be that you couldn't wait to come to sleep with Master?

"??" Why did Yuanyuan's eyes look weird, Qingyang's hairs stood on end, he hummed and hurried into the room, and told Jueming and Juexin what happened just now.

"Right now, we cannot be sure which side is behind the evil way that wants to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty," Qingyang said. "Being deceived by heaven's secrets must be like the immeasurable calamity in the past. It is an inevitable thing that cannot be estimated in advance."

"This is no longer a simple people's uprising. It is someone with evil intentions who intends to take this opportunity to reverse the yin and yang." Jue Ming nodded, "We can only do our best to do what we can do at present."

At the end of the point, Qingyang didn't say any more, turned around and lay down on the bed, and lifted the cassock——

"What are you doing!" Luo Hu, who was still hiding his body, rushed forward, pulled Qingyang's cassock down, turned his head and cursed at the monk, "What are you looking at!"

The monks were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Luo Hu, and felt wronged. What did they see? It was Qingyang Taoist who lifted up his clothes. Judging from this posture, it must be acupuncture.

Qingyang was also taken aback: "Fortunately, my needle didn't go down!"

"..." Youtan has already blurred his figure, and slowly exited the house through the wall.Not long after, the monks were also kicked out.

Jueming whispered: "It's not necessary, it's really not necessary, it's just a needle."

The cold rain slapped on the monk's bald head with the wind, like pervasive dog food.

in the room.Qingyang lay on the bed, using the sword skills he had learned to inject himself with needles.He didn't feel anything, but Luo Hu looked terrified.When Qingyang pulled out the needle, Luo Hu suddenly moved closer to look at it. The eye of the needle was so small that he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

"It's all tied up, shall we act like a baby first according to the usual practice?" Qingyang quickly put on his clothes, moved to the side of the bed next to the wall, and forced to leave half of the empty bed, sat on it, raised his face, and stretched out his hands to pat the bed. bedding.

"Yes, is there anyone like you?" Luo Hu said sternly, "Are you acting like a baby to Master, or are you going to sleep with Master?!"

Qingyang looked at Luo Hu confidently, with eyes full of "It's okay, it doesn't matter", and patted the bed again.

"..." Luo Hu immediately wanted to take a step back, but just as he took a step, the corner of his clothes was grabbed.

A touch of the world's most yin did not know when it betrayed the master's wishes, secretly poked and floated into Qingyang's hands, and turned into a strong cloth.

Then more yin qi sneaked away one by one, and finally Qingyang embraced the thousand-fold gauze robe that was full of him.

Qingyang wanted to laugh, how could Yin Qi have thoughts?Luo Hu still looked astonished at being betrayed. If he, the master, hadn't thought about it, how could the Yin Qi be driven?

"Come on, the bed is warm." Qingyang pulled again, and Mo Zu easily sat down on the edge of the bed, with an expression of "I didn't want to, it was you who pulled me".

After all, the black shadow got into the bed, and the two lay down on the single bed, closer than in the Taoist temple.

Jueming was almost drenched by the slanting rain outside, so he couldn't help knocking on the door: "Little friend, is the needle done?"

The old monk pushed the door tentatively, seeing that the room had returned to quiet, he was about to enter the door with confidence, when he turned his head, he was so frightened that his heart almost stopped suddenly.

On Qingyang's bed, Mozu was lying in the quilt, and when he heard the old monk coming in without invitation, he turned his terrified eyes.

Juexin didn't hear the voice, so he followed in without knowing why: "Why——ho—"

Mother!Is this a picture that monks can see?

Jue Ming waved his hand indiscriminately, supported the wall to stand firm, and moved out: "Well, I'm going to the next room..."

This room is not for monks to live in. Jue Ming knocked on the door of the Taoist priests next door, and squeezed in deftly amidst the stunned expressions of the Taoist priests: "Amitabha, it is said that life is precious in the way of immortality, and there is no limit to people. I would mind if I meditate here for one night."

Taoists: "??"

This monk is wrong! !How can you say that the teachings of the door are so smooth and proficient, shouldn't it be said that "saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda".

Jue Xin also squeezed in, opened his mouth and said: "Respect the morality and virtue, and share the light with the dust, you will definitely not mind my identity as senior brother, thank you in advance."

Taoists: "????"

Are these two monks spies sent to Buddhism?