The ghost hunt wandered aimlessly on the street with the ugly girl, since he understood that he was the reincarnation of King Yan back then, he fell into confusion, and the identity of the loyal monarch and the anti-thief taught by the master had a fierce collision, and he couldn't figure out why the master didn't kill him back then, but regarded him as a nephew, and there was nothing wrong with him when he died.

The ugly girl is ignorant, look at him, look at the pedestrians on the road, full of curiosity, born with a special stone girl's physique, as she gets older, her facial features and six senses also rise, shouting, shouting, scolding, whispering, life is all over the place, all out of this.

"Everyone is suffering, when will you become a Buddha?" There seemed to be such a sentence in her ears, the ugly girl hurriedly turned her head, but there was no trace of the monk, she opened her mouth, and it was not a Taoist priest standing next to her, she hesitated, but still did not speak.

And after the two left, a person suddenly turned out at the nearby alley, it was the Shenni He side who had not been seen for many days, she sighed, "Senior brother, you were born after all." ”

The mask is not a lot of technical things, the simplest one is to use egg protein on the face, after half a column of incense with cold water, the Taoist priest used the means in the previous life, with a certain shampoo girl went to school, eggs, milk, honey, with a certain probability of stirring, the effect can whiten the skin, shrink the pores.

"Flutter-" Xiao Yu covered his mouth, and finally couldn't help it, "Madam, you look like a big white face in the play now, why do you look like this." ”

Mrs. Dong didn't understand why she was moved by the Taoist priest in a ghost, and painted such a strange thing on her face, and she was very indecent to lean on the 'leather cushion', she was a lady before she left the cabinet, and her words and deeds all required to conform to the rules of a lady, and she didn't look back, smiled without showing her teeth, couldn't cross the ruler, and didn't have her hands on her chest, which was like now, sitting was not like sitting, lying was not like lying down, but she felt relaxed in her heart, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help but be ashamed, and she wanted to get up.

"Hey, don't get up, madam, the secret of the poor road will be useless in time," Daoist Li hurriedly stopped, the cooked duck couldn't let it fly.

"Dao Chief, is your method really effective?" Mrs. Dong whispered, I don't know if it's an illusion, this beautiful woman's voice always has a feeling of wronging the little daughter-in-law.

Daoist Li's heart fluttered, and he hurriedly said: "That's nature, my method can not only clean the skin and absorb filth, but also shape the face, which has the effect of rejuvenation." ”

"It's really fake, so mysterious," Xiao Yu couldn't help but mutter.

Seeing that the two beauties, one big and one small, couldn't sit still, the Taoist priest had to sacrifice his second killer weapon, "That's it, it's very boring, Poor Dao will tell you a story, that's what my Qingcheng faction predecessor Yan Chixia has seen and heard......"

"It is said that in the last years of the previous dynasty, there was a Zhejiang native Ning Caichen, because he entered Beijing to catch the exam, the sky was raining heavily, and he had to hide in the nearby deserted temple to take refuge, this temple was overgrown with weeds, the wind was swishing, and the surrounding area was full of barren graves and mounds......"

Daoist Li's narration sounded, and the two of them couldn't help but be stunned, today's storytellers are not talking about Yue Wumu, that is, the Yang family generals, fighting and killing will naturally not attract the daughter's family, and this god and ghost spirit monster has not yet formed a genre, especially this version of "A Chinese Ghost Story", after Pu Daxian's pen, Xu Laowei's imagination suddenly attracted the second daughter who had never seen the market.

“…… I saw Xiao Qian's cold face smiling, just like a hundred flowers blooming, the scholar couldn't help but be stunned, she rolled up her sleeves and put down the pen, and added another line: 'Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal'......"

The Taoist priest said, while opening his mind, now in this year, the defense of men and women is better than the city wall, just the mask is okay, but what to do with the SP, oil pushing, and foot massage launched in the future, not to mention now, even before the crossing, there are few men and women who mix and match, it seems that it is time to train the ugly girl as an apprentice, maybe you have to raise two maids.

Also, the sofa is to find a craftsman to get it, but there are a lot of things missing, pastries and snacks to buy, cakes and bread are definitely not made in the current conditions, juice can be squeezed, but preservation is also a problem.

There is also an atmosphere, since it is enjoyment, how to say that there is also some high-grade music, but how to get the player? You can't invite a team of blowing, playing and singing to perform in front of Sanqing Daozun, Master Zu will really go down to the earth to kill himself......

That's right, the Taoist priest's idea is to burn incense and worship God in the name of transforming Jiafu into the largest women's entertainment and health club in Luodu, so as to not violate the oath of too innocent, Daoist I didn't do anything bad, we are so hard, it's not to start the name of the Qingcheng faction, really hard work, don't ask for anything in return;

“…… As the light in the window became bigger and bigger, Ning Caichen's heart sank more and more, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look, how could there be that shadow, his heart was broken, it was to ask the world, what is love, and it made people promise life and death!"

Daoist Li said that his mouth was dry, and he was just about to find a sip of tea to drink, when he heard the sound of 'wow', Xiaoyu cried directly, "Ning and Ning Caichen are such good people, why should they be separated from Xiaoqian, your senior is so incompetent, if you directly split the tree demon grandma, how can the two of them separate, blame you Taoist priests of the Qingcheng faction." ”

"......" Daoist Li was speechless, why did I lie down in Daqingcheng again, didn't I change the role of Yan Chixia to my senior.

The Taoist priest ignored the impact of this classic Zhiwei on the two women, Xiaoyu cried a lot, and Mrs. Dong also secretly touched her tears, making him look like a negative man who didn't admit his account after going to bed, he wanted to admit it, but people didn't give it to him.

"That, it's not early, let's take off the mask," the Taoist priest interrupted, in case he ran away from this sister, the Taoist priest would really cry.

This Mrs. Dong is really beautiful, like a ripe peach, with a good figure and face, especially the pair of big watery eyes, shy and pretty.

"Madam, look, this skin is really much better," the Taoist priest began to flicker again, in fact, how could it be so fast, it was nothing more than stimulating the pore to shrink when it was uncovered, giving people a sense of comfort in disguise.

Mrs. Dong subconsciously raised her face, revealing her soft collarbone, and her neckline was slightly stretched out by a slit, with a good figure, she could stretch it open in the most conservative clothes.

The Taoist priest doesn't squint, he doesn't squint, okay, he still peeks at it, okay, it's not just a glance......

"Madam, it seems to be really effective, your complexion is much better," Xiao Yu said in surprise.

"Yes, the concubine body seems to feel like this. ”

The two women gossiped as if no one was around, but in the end, it was Mrs. Dong who was the first to react, her face turned red, and she nodded lightly at the maid.

"Well, this is the sesame oil money that Madame gave you. ”

The Taoist priest took it with a smile, and put it in his sleeve without counting, and with his feel, he started at least five taels.

"Madame walk slowly, there is still a high-quality oolong tea here in the poor road, welcome to come again next time." ”

Looking at the backs of the two of them, the Taoist priest smacked his lips, and the fish took the bait.

In fact, most of the ancient people were pantheists, unless there were few full-time immortals, such as boiling the pot to find the god of the stove, going to the sea to worship Mazu, and seeking the old age of marriage, most people saw one and worshiped one, and the desire to ask for a fortune was not nothing.

This prayer is not spiritual, according to the temple blessing reconciliation signatory, it mainly depends on whether you are sincere or not, but even if your heart is sincere, the gods will not make your wish come true the next day, and people are not servants of the people, and SF Express is added.

Therefore, the saying that the immortal Buddha is not spiritual is all public and reasonable, and the mother-in-law says that the mother-in-law is reasonable, and the fame and service are the most intuitive;

"But this Mrs. Dong," Daoist Li smacked his lips, always having the urge to waste paper at night.

After dinner, Daoist Li solemnly announced this decision, "Due to the development plan of this faction, as the eighth generation of the Qingcheng faction, Dao Ye solemnly announced that from tomorrow, the ugly lady will learn the craft of massaging and making tea with me, Miao Sansi is responsible for business development activities, and Sima is responsible for the security of this faction, which will take effect immediately, and from now on, the mansion will not raise idlers!"

It's still deserted, Daoist Li has a little pain, he doesn't have any eyesight, he doesn't even have a voice, how embarrassing, it's good that Miao Sansi is here, then again, why didn't this dog-legged junior brother come to eat today?

"Ugly girl, when you went out, did you see your Uncle Miao?"

The ugly lady was busy gnawing on the chicken legs, and after gnawing it, she threw the bone into her mouth, and swallowed it before she said: "When we were shopping, we happened to bypass Uncle Miao's stall, and we didn't see him." ”

"Huh, that's strange, this guy actually skipped work today," the Taoist priest wondered, his nominal junior brother has been in full swing recently, could he rest today?

Shook his head, don't think about him, Sima chased the murderer as usual, after drinking a pot of wine, he disappeared into the night, this person is also a wonder, at least in the Taoist contact for more than half a month, I haven't seen him eat, is he secretly also a Taoist priest?

The ancient nightlife is always so boring, less than two watch days () has been closed, this is called a curfew, the crime of the mess is quite heavy, the whip twenty, the fine of copper three hundred, and the Taoist priest is still in the entrepreneurial stage, and there is no capital to spend the day and drink, the night does not return, come on, obediently practice at home.

The cultivation of Taoism is not as much time as possible, but generally half an hour is better, which is mainly related to the pressure that the five internal organs can withstand, the five internal organs, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and the six internal organs, the large and small intestines, stomach, gall bladder, bladder, and three cokes. The dirt is yin, the house is yang, the two rotate, overlapping each other, and practicing for a long time will hurt the body.

However, in addition to cultivating Qingcheng's fundamental law, "Xuandu Shangpin" Outside, the most time spent is to visualize the mud pill palace of the fish dragon Taiji diagram, this is a good thing recognized by the ancient goddesses, with Li Daoshi's obedient sense, how can it not be well studied, and as the longer the visualization, the more Li Daoist finds that it is not just a picture, it seems to be a collection of the rules of heaven and earth, maybe only the five elements are not clear, when the world first opens, it will form an accidental thing, although it is not clear, it is not clear, but every time after contemplating, the body is lighter, according to the rare sense of fluttering.

This time is no exception, after the practice is like a sauna, the Taoist priest stretches his waist comfortably, only to feel comfortable all over, but then his face is bitter, and the next "Volcano Stove Ding" to be practiced is the opposite, every time he practices, he will have chest tightness and shortness of breath, nausea and vomiting, and with the deepening of the progress, there is also the pain of muscle tearing recently, which is in stark contrast to before, this feeling is simply amazing!

Even the Taoist priest himself admits that he is not a strong-willed person, and the reason why he can endure torture is entirely because of the magical power that this method can practice--the three flavors of true fire, which is a Taoist signature thing, with a great name, great power, and extremely rare.

The skin is red like fire, the complexion is as blue as indigo, yin and yang into a furnace, blood is carbon, bone is oil, meat is firewood, this is another way, if it is said that the visualization of the fish dragon Taiji diagram is the incarnation of heaven and earth, then the cultivation of this "Volcano Stove Ding" is to open the world, a positive and a negative, a up and down, as if just done an attack, and become a receptive, this sense is really not too exciting, and for some reason, this time is particularly intense,' There was a click, as if the chicken was cracking, the sky was spinning, the thunder was roaring, and the top of the head and the palms of the feet ached at the same time, and there was no longer life.

The Taoist priest had a dream, dreaming that black and white Tai Chi were differentiated, evolving into a day and a month, and shot into his eyes, but his eyes were stinging and blind, and it was dark, and then he was awakened, and when he looked out the window, it was already three poles of the sun.

"This is not scientific," Daoist Li muttered, practicing to the point of fainting, just like beating a to the blood, it is a very nonsense thing, it seems that it is really going to recuperate, or go to Xinghualou another day to play tricks and recuperate?

"Ugly girl, is the Taoist master's breakfast ready? If you cook it again today, see how I clean you up!" The Taoist priest raised his voice, and as soon as he came to the hall, he saw that the ugly girl was curiously pointing at a talisman.

"Don't play with Dao Ye's talisman at every turn, what should I do if it breaks down?"

"It's not your talisman, it's stuck on the door, and it will make a sound. ”

Daoist Li was stunned, and stepped forward to take a look, crested dragon feet, vajra gall, this is the sign of Kunlun Fu, but this vein has long perished, Taoist priests are particularly impressed, because the previous generations of mixed with him Qingcheng seems to be the only one.

Sanqing pointed to the talisman and pressed it, and the words turned into various sounds, "Kunlun Sect Baishazi, Fuyun Mountain Yunjian Daoren, Yunyang Zhuang Zongcheng ......" After saying the names of more than a dozen people, he talked about a location, saying that he was going to taste tea and talk about Taoism, in fact, there was no good banquet, and eighty percent of the seedlings were in their hands.

"Hold a Hongmen banquet, what do these peers want to do, just rely on their three-legged cat level?" Li Daoshi muttered, "Then again, why do you always feel wrong today, what day?"

The ugly lady counted with her fingers: "The ninth day of the first month of March." ”

On the ninth day of March, the second day of June, the sixth day of September, and the second day of December, the three corpse gods are in the sun on the fourth day of the year.