I heard that you are my son's father

Qi Yan went to the street for a turn, and when he came back, he was followed by a row of shopkeepers, pushing a small trolley, and cheerfully moving in box after box of clothes.

Mo Quanyou was still on duty at the gate, staring dumbfounded at these people coming in and out: "Sect Master, this is..."

"For your senior brother." He beckoned, and several disciples followed him into the courtyard and helped him call Lu Qingyu out.

Qi Yan opened a box in front of Lu Qingyu.

Dazzling light, it was a gleaming golden gown with wide sleeves and double-breasted, with gold and jade jewels inlaid on the golden bottom, when it was lifted up, the jewels and jade clattered, and all kinds of brilliance shone in the courtyard, full of brilliance.

"Does it look good?" No one answered.

After a while, Lin Jianyue said tactfully, "It looks quite expensive."

He was telling the truth, the clothes were not only expensive, but also heavy, and he could walk a few steps on them. Of course, even if he could walk, he had to guard against the people around him, who would either be robbed or beaten for being too ostentatious.

Qi Yan wondered: "I don't like it, let's look at this one."

Several disciples were more curious and stretched their heads.

It was dazzling light again, this dress... was still gold, even the beads inlaid on it were also gold, and it was matched with a golden hair crown.

"Uh..." The rest of the boxes were opened one by one, and the courtyard seemed to be covered with golden splendor, all of which were golden, even if they were not gold-backed, there must have been large golden patterns or accessories.

Qi Yan frowned: "How beautiful, what are your expressions?"

A few people were silent, the suzerain bought the clothes for the senior brother, obviously he wanted to make peace, probably he didn't hold grudges against him, so he had to boast a few words no matter what, but he really couldn't boast.

They faltered and murmured, not knowing what to say.

While refusing, he saw Lu Qingyu lingering on these clothes, and said thoughtfully: "It's okay."

A few people: "..." Is senior brother okay?

Even if you accept the summation, you don't have to wrong yourself.

Praying for the banquet, he said, "Sure enough, your senior brother has a good eye, and they are all given to you. Wear it and have a look?"

But that gaze changed suddenly: "Many...thank you suzerain, you don't need to wear it on your body, disciples wear Taoist robes every day."

"So can't wear other types of clothes?"

"Ah."

"Then... I bought everything, you should keep it, if you can't wear it, you can dispose of it casually."

Before Lu Qingyu could reply, Mo Quan said happily, "Can we sell it again?"

Selling it again means exchanging money, Qi Yan adhered to the principle of not having money transactions with the Taoist leader, and said sternly: "No."

Mo Quanyou murmured softly: "Then this pile of clothes also takes up space."

However, that night, these clothes did not take up any more land. Since the clothes could not be sold, the pearls, jade and gold threads on them were also valuable. Mo Quanyou secretly took them and burned them. The fabric was burnt, and a pile of gold threads was obtained.

On the next day, Mo Quan was still on duty, and he sat beside him for the banquet as usual.

Mo Quan felt guilty, and the less people around him asked him, the more he felt guilty. After sitting for a day, he couldn't help but confess: "Sect Master, I didn't burn it. Those were all piled up in the backyard, next to the kitchen. The sparks are on fire."

Fortunately, there was no shelter around the boxes, and the fire was not too big, and the boxes would extinguish themselves after burning.

He took out the golden thread with regret: "Should I return these to the suzerain?"

Qi Yan glanced at it: "I have no place to put it, so you can keep it."

Mo Quanyou's eyes lit up: "I'll invite everyone to eat delicious food that night."

"Okay." Qi Yan said lazily. He had a question that he didn't want to understand. Didn't the Taoist partner say that the clothes look good, why don't they wear them? Does he like it or not?

While thinking about it, Lu Qingyu was coming back from the outside, before entering the door, someone stopped him on the street, and he turned his head on the steps.

The eyes of praying for the banquet followed him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was an old man with white eyebrows, holding a small box: "Daoist Lu stabbed to death a bird in my house a few days ago, don't you have any explanation?"

The color of Lu Qingyu's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced sideways at the banquet.

Mo Quanyou shouted: "What kind of bird? Didn't you say that there is a fox demon in your village? He came to invite my senior brother. Why did he stab your bird for no reason?"

"Daoist Lu refuses to admit it?" The old man opened the box, and inside was the corpse of a big bird with black feathers and a sharp beak, with seven sharp claws under its feet.

Seeing that the sword mark was still clear, Mo Quan was stunned for a moment: "Then...it is also possible that someone missed and injured in the melee. You... how much is the bird, I will pay you."

The old man closed the lid and said with a sneer, "Losing money is a good way to say it. Do you know how precious my bird is? I don't want money. As long as Taoist Lu gives an explanation, you can say, did you stab it to death?"

"Could you be a demon, you bird?" Qi Yan interjected.

Monsters live on spirits, and the spirit of the seven-clawed falcon has been dispersed, and the body no longer belongs to the demon, and the demon clan did not take it back.

Lu Qingyu's heart tightened, he pursed his lips and remained calm.

Only then did the old man notice the banquet, and he took a step back unconsciously: "What a monster, that's an ordinary bird. I'm a reasonable person. I'll come to Taoist Lu. I don't need compensation. As long as the Taoist is with me, personally Bury my beloved bird, if you can't meet this requirement, I don't think the Yuyu sect needs to say anything about morality."

"Okay." Lu Qingyu answered quickly, "I'll go."

"I'll go too." Qi Yan said without any haste.

Lu Qingyu shuddered again.

Qi Yan pretended not to know, looked at the suspicious expression of the old man, and raised his eyebrows: "I am the suzerain here, Daoist Lu is my man, of course I have to take a look."

The old man turned his head anxiously and gritted his teeth: "Okay, please."

The three of them walked to a village outside Chunxi City. There were only a dozen or so families in the small village, most of which were thatched houses.

Holding the box, the old man looked around, pushed open the door of a small courtyard, and said to Qi Yan: "I only want Daoist Lu to come in with me, this gentleman please stay."

Qi Yan laughed and said, "Just bury it in the yard, don't you choose a good grave, it seems that you don't like it too much."

"Because I like it, I want to bury it under my nose and watch it every day." He let Lu Qingyu in, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Okay then, Daoist Lu, I'll wait for you outside." Qi Yan shouted.

After speaking, he turned around and looked around the village.

Little Golden Hammer was in a good mood, and he praised him a lot: "My lord is worried about Daoist Lu, so you came here?"

"There are demons in this village." Qi Yan said truthfully.

"Uh..." You shouldn't have had expectations, Xiao Jinchui sighed: "Didn't you say that the fox demon is here? The old man originally asked Daoist Lu to catch the fox demon, but he didn't catch it. Why didn't he catch it? It stands to reason , the fox demon is much easier to catch than the seven-clawed falcon."

"The fox demon didn't make trouble, he must be kind." Qi Yan walked around a tall weed pile, followed the demonic aura, and came to a house.

There was a man walking back and forth with a book in front of the window. After reading for a while, he put it down absent-mindedly, leaned over the table and said, "Brother Chen, how do you think I can get rid of her?"

There is also a man across the table, drinking tea calmly: "Why do you want to get rid of her?"

"Brother Chen, didn't you ask this question knowingly? Who wants to live with a demon? When we rescued the pair of sisters in the temple, didn't they admit that they were fox demons? We can use it."

The man also took a sip of tea, and continued: "Then sister spent her spiritual power to help Brother Chen get your name on the gold list. Aren't you going to marry the daughter of the prime minister? Are you going to divorce her when you return home? How did she agree? , Teach me, maybe next time I will be in high school, I have to make plans in advance, what if she gets in the way?"

Brother Chen blew away the floating leaves in the cup: "You haven't even been in high school yet, you just think so much. Huazhu, but it will always have a place in my heart, and it will be willing to guard the house for you."

"You are easy to talk to, what if mine refuses?"

"I don't want to..." Brother Chen smiled, "I found a Taoist priest to eliminate it. I have already found out that the demon lives by the inner alchemy. Once the inner alchemy is removed, the demon spirit is gone, and it will die completely. I am not afraid that it will become a ghost. Become a monster, and there will be no chance of reincarnation, possession, or seeking revenge."

"Good idea." The man nodded, "Hey, Brother Chen, Miss Xiangfu still has sisters, let's continue to be brother-in-law?"

The other party was startled and laughed.

The sound of footsteps outside the window approached, and a coarse cloth woman came with a vegetable basket. Her face was extremely beautiful. When she saw the banquet, she paused for a moment, and was shocked after a while: "My lord! Why is your lord here?"

"I came to the human world to wander around at will." Qi Yan stared at her vegetable basket, "You are..."

"Cook for my husband." The woman moved the basket behind her.

"I heard that your husband is in high school?"

"Well, after ten years of hardship, once he becomes famous, he is a rare talent. In the future, if he enters the imperial court, he will also rise to the top and become an extremely respected minister."

Qi Yan fanned the cloth on the basket: "Does he still have a chance?"

There were several centipedes in the basket, seeing the light suddenly, they ran around and climbed up the bamboo basket in a hurry.

The woman knelt down in fear: "My lord, forgive me, I don't want to... I really..."

Qi Yan snorted coldly: "I remember that your fox monster clan used to rely on eating the heart to beautify your face, and was very good at digging out the heart and lungs. Why, now you can only scare people with centipedes?"

The woman raised her head and froze in place. It took a while to realize: "Your lord doesn't blame me?"

"I don't know anything, you sisters should go back to the Yaozu." Qi Yan held the fan and turned around.

The woman's eyes showed a ruthless look, and she kowtowed again: "I understand, thank you Lord."

Qi Yan waved his hands, and walked back to the old man's small courtyard with a cold face.

The little golden hammer said softly: "My lord, don't be angry, not everyone is like this, this is just an exception."

He didn't respond, and returned to the gate of the courtyard to see the dark light floating on the gate, which was covered with an enchantment.

Inside the door, Lu Qingyu was shoveling the soil, and his voice was cold and clear: "Why is the old man looking for me?"

The old man said: "Don't pretend to be confused, Daoist Lu, you took away the inner alchemy of the seven-clawed falcon, right?"

The author says:

Daochang Lu only wears one style, it's not that he doesn't change his clothes at ordinary times.