I opened Taoist temple in Liao Zhai

The Wutong Temple is crowded with people, faithful men and women, and there is an endless stream.

Ling Zhao followed Han Guang boredly, turned his head and saw behind the courtyard wall, there was an orange tree full of big yellow oranges.He was hungry, glanced at the cold light, then looked at the crystal chain on her wrist, relieved his heart, and walked there quietly.

He walked down the stone steps, pushed the black door lightly, and arrived at the backyard of the Wutong Temple.The oranges here are collectively called Dongting tangerines, which are thin and juicy, sweet and sour.Ling Zhao unceremoniously reached out and picked a few, thinking while eating, it would be even better if the orange tree could be moved away...

Just as he was feasting, a shadow appeared behind him.

Although Saburo's body was destroyed, his spirit still remained.He was bored looking down at the common people every day, it was boring enough, today he ran into such a rare handsome man in the world, Saburo was so out of his mind, he immediately escaped from the mud and followed him quietly.

Ling Zhao's ears moved slightly, and he stuffed a few oranges into his sleeves.

Behind him, Saburo said softly: "If you like it, I will give you all the oranges in the tree, how about it?"

The gentle voice matched his ugly face, Ling Zhao didn't bother to look at him, turned around and left with an orange in his pocket.A gust of wind blew through, and the black door slammed shut, and the wooden latch automatically slid, closing the black door firmly.

Ling Zhao's thin figure paused, he held the orange, and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

He didn't want to get entangled with this little demon. Although he took a few oranges from others, he had to wait for the woman to pay for it...

Sanlang floated over brazenly: "Xiao Langjun, listen to me, hehehe..."

Ling Zhao suddenly remembered the disgusting pine needle monster, he shook, and San Lang's soul was blown far away.He glanced back, and suddenly there was another evil god next to San Lang, who took a picture of San Lang's scattered souls, and said, "What's wrong with the third brother?"

"Wuuu, second brother! I want a man!"

Sanlang wailed loudly, Erlang glanced in the direction of the orange tree, and the third brother Xindao had a good eye, he was indeed a good guy.He spread his fleshy wings, and just as he took off, he was hit in the nose by a yellow unknown object and fell to the ground with a plop.

Ling Zhao clapped his hands and said calmly: "It's a pity for my orange." After saying that, he picked another one from the tree.

As soon as he peeled an orange, he saw that vicious Erlang pounced on him again.Ling Zhao's ears moved, and he vaguely heard Han Guang calling to him.

He poured out two darts made of white crystal from his sleeve, looked at them in the sunlight, and there was a layer of golden light shining on them.The movement of his hands was very steady, he held two darts between his fingers and threw them back, the crystal clear white crystals were inserted straight into the soul of Saburo and Erlang's body, before they had time to scream, they disappeared in the sun.

As soon as this side was over, Han Guang kicked open the black door, saw Ling Zhao, and also saw the orange in his other hand: "Huh? Are you stealing oranges again?"

Ling Zhao said casually: "I took it casually, but you are breaking into a private house in broad daylight..."

Han Guang just wanted to continue to satirize him, saying, "Is what a cat does called stealing?" when he heard commotion from the backyard.She quickly pulled Ling Zhao up, climbed over the wall and exited the Wutong Temple.

She grabbed a handful of soil, led Ling Zhaotu down the mountain, and returned to the inn.

The table in the guest room is full of local delicacies, such as beggar's chicken, Baiyin cake, and Wansan elbow.

Ling Zhao was not very interested in these things, so he exchanged for the second white crystal and let Han Guang buy a basketful of oranges.Han Guang watched him eat while thinking about what he had seen and heard about the Wutong Temple today. Wang Liulang said that the city god was afraid of the people and would not dare to touch the Wutong God. If he was assassinated, the people would not know...

After all, the dark debt is the cause and effect between the people and the evil god. If the evil god is killed, the cause and effect will no longer exist.When the time comes, she will cover her face, and no one will know that she did it.

Han Guang thought about it well, when suddenly a fire flashed in front of his eyes, and Xiaoqian's ghost letter fell down.

Ghost letters are generally a means of communication between ghosts. If they are to be passed on to a living person, in addition to the other party having to have some cultivation, the party who casts ghost letters will need to spend a lot of skill.Therefore, Xiaoqian must have come to her for something urgent.

She opened the ghost letter and read it, it said that Mi Buyun helped the ghost to figure out the big crime of this trip, Ming Su advised her to go back early.

Big murder?Han Guang couldn't help laughing, and said to himself: "Am I the one who believes in fate?"

When the time came, the ghost letter turned into ashes and disappeared.Ling Zhao was peeling oranges gracefully, when he heard this, he raised his head and laughed, "Who is digging his own grave in the back mountain?"

Han Guang said calmly: "I was facing life and death calmly."

Ling Zhao squinted at her, just about to say something, suddenly remembered something, frowned and stopped talking.It was already dark, and a ghost figure hovered outside the guest room.

"Who?" She pressed the hilt of her grandma's sword.

After a while, a weak child's voice sounded from outside the door: "Chu, is Guanzhu Chu? It's me, Xiaoqi..."

……

Han Guang remembered this unlucky boy, but he didn't expect him to be so miserable now.

Xiaoqi's ghost spirit became weaker and weaker, his body was in tatters, and the whole ghost was listless.He also had a thin chain at his feet, which jingled as he walked.

"Why don't you reincarnate?" Han Guang asked.

Xiaoqi glanced at Ling Zhao, quickly moved away from him, stood in the shadowed corner of the guest room, and whispered, "No, don't worry...I want to tell the temple master, be careful and be alone..."

He stuttered and spoke intermittently, and Han Guang listened to him, always feeling that things were not simple.She asked: "Who? If you don't make it clear, how can I be careful?"

Xiaoqi shrank in the corner, suddenly squatted down, covered his face and cried.Han Guang doesn't know how to coax the child, so she looked at Ling Zhao: "You coax him."

Ling Zhao raised his eyebrows: "You really want me to go?"

He walked towards Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi cried even louder and flinched back.After Han Guang said this, she regretted it. She usually let the people around her coax the child, but Ling Zhao can't do it. He is fierce and vicious, like a big devil.In the face of the old, weak, sick and disabled, he will only bully.

Ling Zhao turned around and went back to eat oranges, Han Guang had no choice but to coax Xiaoqi with an elbow, and he finally stopped crying.The kid seemed to have not had enough to eat for a long time, and after wolfing down his food, he wiped his mouth and said, "Chu Guan should be careful about my father."

"your dad?"

"Well, he became an official, and his person has changed, don't want my mother..."

When mentioning his mother, Xiaoqi burst into tears again, and told the story upside down.It turned out that after his father got Zhizhi, he was promoted to be a scholar, and later became an official.His father got carried away and divorced his wife, which made Xiaoqi hate him very much, and secretly followed him to seek revenge.

Unexpectedly, when he came to Suzhou, he secretly learned of his father's plot.For some reason, his father wanted to trouble the Black Mountain Taoist Temple, so Xiaoqi hurried to inform him.

Han Guang remembered something and asked, "Is your surname Cheng?"

Xiaoqi nodded.

"Then your father is... famous?"

Xiaoqi nodded again.

Han Guang remembered what he had seen during the day, and suddenly realized that the Wutong Temple had known about him for a long time, and wanted to use the hands of human officials to secretly trouble him.She thought for a while, then said, "Wrong? How did you find me?"

Her whereabouts in Suzhou are secretive, Xiaoqi is just a kid, how could she find herself so quickly?

The door was blown open by the wind, and an old woman on crutches slowly walked out of the darkness.Holding the chain in her hand, she said sadly: "I told him."

……

When the hunchbacked witch came, Xiaoqi didn't even dare to speak.

Han Guang held down the grandma's sword on the table and looked at her coldly.Ling Zhao stood aside calmly and began to eat pastries.

"who are you?"

The hunchbacked witch said in a hoarse voice: "Guanzhu Chu, don't look at me like this. I am Xiaoqi's benefactor, you gave him a job, and I gave him a better job, so that his father can become an official..."

Han Guang instantly understood that she was still curious about how the things she caught overnight would make her famous and become an official. It turned out that the plot here still did not deviate from the original.Xiaoqi sacrificed his soul, and he became a brave and good fighter.

"You now..." She looked at Xiaoqi.

The hunchbacked witch answered for him: "I released him during the day as a pawn, and took him back at night. Those high-ranking officials and nobles would not find out if he disappeared overnight. This is all because of his willingness, so Guanzhu Chu should not meddle in his own business."

Han Guang: "..."

She hated that iron could not be made into steel. This kind of sacrifice bought her father an official position, but her mother and herself did not end well.

"Chu Guanzhu should want to ask, what am I here for..." The hunchbacked Wu Youyou said: "I'm here to make peace for both sides, Chu Guanzhu, Wutong God is a god in Suzhou, and the common people trust them very much. If you do this, it is tantamount to making peace with heaven fight."

Han Guang said lightly: "Oh, so you are the 'mother' in the temple? Shouldn't you help that become famous?"

"No, I'm here wholeheartedly to befriend Chu Guanzhu." The hunchbacked witch showed a sinister smile, holding a small chess piece, and seduced: "Chu Guanzhu doesn't want to become a fairy? Ordinary people have limited lifespan. If you are in the Wutong Temple, enjoy Wouldn't it be closer to the road of immortality for people to sacrifice? If you want, we will never let him touch the Taoist Temple of Montenegro..."

"I think you are closer to the eighteenth level of hell!" Han Guang saw that she recognized herself as the teacher's wife, picked up the grandmother's sword, and swung a sword light at the hunchback witch.

She disappeared like a ghost, chased out of the guest room with a cold light, and suddenly found that the scene in front of her had changed, and became the scene in the Wutong Temple.

It's an illusion!

Han Guang was able to see through the spell of blindness, and easily came out of the illusion.She returned to the dark corridor again, turned around and saw that not only the hunchbacked Wu and Xiaoqi had disappeared, but even Ling Zhao had disappeared.

In the Wutong Temple on Shangfangshan, in a brightly lit room, Dalang, Shiro, and Goro sat on the three chairs in front.

The teachers and wives in the temple were serving on both sides. After a while, there was a loud noise, and the hunchback witch led Xiaoqi and Ling Zhao, and Shi Shiran walked in.

"Respect God, although I didn't convince her, I captured her lover back!" Humpbacked Wu Xixi said.

Da Lang said with a gloomy face, "You did a good job, but there is no need to negotiate peace with her now! This Chu Hanguang killed my second and third younger brothers. Today, let her pay with blood!"

Ling Zhao's hands were tied, he sighed, and muttered, "Why, it's me again?"

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