[Wen Qing] Mountain guest

On the list of chivalry, there are countless announcements, black and white, which makes the eyes dizzy.After he was accepted as a blood contract spirit beast by Qinghe, he was forcibly forced by the Taoist priest to read and read scriptures, so he was not alone.However, there was not much ink in his belly, and there were many illegible and illegible handwriting on the notices on the list. Wen Liu stared and searched for a long time, but he couldn't figure out which one was posted by He Yuanwai's house.

A scholar surnamed Zhou stood nearby. Seeing him in trouble, he approached him kindly and wanted to explain.Wen Liu frowned, refusing to admit that he couldn't read, and scolded sternly: "Get out! I'm dignified... the dignified Taihuashan Juewei Elder, don't make a move easily, pick a little longer, and do your shit?"

He originally wanted to say that Lao Tzu is a majestic monster riding yellow, but then he thought about it, these mortals don't know the origin of the name riding yellow monsters, so they are not as useful as Qinghe's status as a stinky Taoist priest.Qinghe heard it from a distance, the corner of his eye twitched slightly, and he took a few steps forward, annoyed and funny: "Please save yourself, give me a good reputation."

Wen Liu hummed silently, turned to look at the list, and suddenly had an idea.Although he couldn't quite understand the words in the notice, he still had no problem with numeracy.Quietly counting the reward money written in these notices with his fingers, with a big wave of his hand, he took off the one with the most bounty.

Coincidentally, it happened to be He Yuan's family.

Qing He was deeply surprised, raised his brows, nodded and said: "Not bad. It seems that teaching you to read and write will be of some use... After you go back, I will let you recite the "Nan Hua Jing" again."

Wen Liu shook his hand, gave Qinghe a hard look, and almost tore up the list.

Fuck reading and writing...Wen Liu wished Huang would have ten more mouths to growl, and who cares about bullying monsters?

He Yuanwai's house is very easy to find, it is the most magnificent manor in the south of the city.

Wen Liu asked for directions, and found the door without any trouble.Qinghe followed him neither far nor near, never asked to help, but never too far away from him.Wen Liu was very uncomfortable, and tried several times to find some excuse to get angry at the Taoist priest.However, when Qinghe saw him run into a wall, there was a light smile on his lips, and when he saw that his journey was smooth, there was also a light smile, and he never gave him the slightest reason to lose his temper.

Wen Liu had no choice but to hold back the unhappiness in his heart, stood still in front of He Yuanwai's house, sank into his dantian, and raised his voice, "Come on!"

At the gate of He Zhai, there were originally two concierges.Seeing Wen Liu wearing a Taoist robe and holding a list in his hand, he already understood why he came.At this moment, they are gathering together and muttering, saying that this person has a strange face, and they don't know why.However, an expert in the world should not be judged by his appearance, and he may be a capable person.Just as they were not sure whether to go forward to greet each other, they heard a loud shout in their ears, the sound was like a heavy bell, shaking the minds of the two of them upside down, buzzing continuously.

"Don't be rude." Qing He put his hand on Wen Liu's shoulder, motioning him to stop, "Ordinary people have no self-cultivation, so they can't stand your shock."

Wen Liu pursed his lips, and secretly scorned "the generation of ants".

The two concierges came back to their senses, knowing that the person they met this time was not a swindler, they hurried up to welcome Wen Liu into the gate graciously.One said, "The Daoist has lost his way and welcomes the young one, so let's go in and tell the master", and the other said, "I don't know where the immortal is practicing in the cave, dare to ask the name", Wen Liu shook his sleeves in a serious manner, and proudly raised his head : "I am the elder Juewei of Taihua Mountain, so is Qinghe Zhenren. Cough cough, I heard that your house is haunted?"

Hearing his words, Qinghe couldn't help raising his hand to touch his forehead, and sighed three times.

"This..." The concierge glanced at the curtain on Wen Liu's hand. The word "Tianyong" was clearly displayed, and he was a little dazed. He wondered if there are too few people cultivating Taoism now, and they all allow their disciples to worship the two mountains alone. no?

Wen Liu was displeased: "Hesitating to be a bird? If you fart, let it go!"

It was the first time for the concierge to see a real person who spoke so vulgarly, and he was overwhelmed by his aura for a moment, and he greeted him in a daze: "Dao, the Taoist priest doesn't know something, our young lady's house is haunted, and many experts have been invited to come Containment doesn't work. I'm afraid...be careful."

"Oh? What kind of ghost?"

It was not Wen Liu who answered, but a Taoist priest who came after him.Wen Liu glanced back, with a look of disdain: "What are you doing here?"

Qing He smiled, and said vaguely: "Shan Ren is not at ease."

Wen Liu twisted his head and said nothing.Is he worried that this family will be harmed by him, or that the unknown ghost will be tossed by him?After all, it's impossible to worry about losing money, hum.

The concierge had a good look, and saw that Wen Liu was unhappy, so he hesitated and asked, "May I ask who is..."

"Under..."

"He is Lao Tzu's Daoist!" Wen Liu cut his mouth off before Qinghe.Seeing the concierge's look of astonishment, he said with a gloomy face, "Why, don't you believe me?"

"No, no, no..." The concierge waved his hands again and again, couldn't help but peek at Qinghe again, rubbed his forehead, and thought to himself, what the hell, such a person with such a fairy spirit, would actually be such a vulgar and bad-tempered person The "Taoist" of the "real person"?

Qing He smiled lightly and said nothing about it.

With Wen Liu's nature, grievances and grievances must be repaid, and this is because he is holding back his energy and wants to talk to him about his identity as a "Tao Tong".

He Yuanwai is a chubby middle-aged man who started his career as a tea vendor. He has only one daughter under his knees, and he is raised like a baby.Almost all of the rare items collected by the business house run by the family were sent to his son and daughter by him.

And since three days ago, in the boudoir of Miss He's family, a faint singing could always be heard all of a sudden, day and night.Seems like nothing, far and near uncertain, illusory.I invited Taoist priests to do it, and I asked monks to recite scriptures, but it didn't work.The singing still sang from time to time, the sound was like rolling pearls and broken jade, straight into the clouds, there was a hint of sadness and joy that could not be concealed.

As soon as Wen Liu stepped into this He Zhai, he sensed a faint demonic aura.

"It's a mermaid." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and came to a firm conclusion, and asked He Yuanwai directly, "What treasures did you bring back three days ago? Show me all of them!"

He Yuanwai saw that he insisted on it, and he believed it a little bit in his heart.Three days ago he did buy a batch of rare treasures from other places to prepare for his daughter's dowry for the coming year, but these things have been inspected by Taoist monks before, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Qinghe watched coldly, watching Wen stay among the pile of treasures, picking up a handkerchief.

The handkerchief was made of unknown material, it was light, soft and transparent, cold to the touch, and there seemed to be water patterns flashing on it.Wen Liu threw the handkerchief aside, examined it for a while, and picked out a few more round pearls.The pearls are of good quality, lustrous and white, shining brightly.

"Shark silk." He pointed to the handkerchief, then to the pearl, "Shark tears."

He Yuanwai was puzzled: "This, this, this, this... what kind of statement is this?"

However, Wen Liu was ready to let go of it: "As soon as this thing is thrown away, your house will be completely clean. That's it, give me the money!"

"But..." He Yuanwai had a bitter face, "But these two things cost me a lot of money, and the Taoist priest throws them away as soon as he says, so, you must let me know, right?"

Wen Liu didn't buy it. From his point of view, he had completed "catching ghosts" dutifully and was just waiting to get paid.The rest is just like his answer: "It's none of my business?"

Seeing this, Yuanwai He had a stomachache. Seeing this, Qinghe finally said with a smile, "Don't worry, Yuanwai, let me explain. There are sharks in the South China Sea, who weave water into silk, drop tears into beads, and are very good at singing and dancing. Tears for the merman and tears for the merman are rare treasures. However..." He shook his head and sighed, a sharp light seemed to flash in his eyes, "However, the merman weaving the silk and weeping tears seems to be different. There is a little spirit attached to it. With these two things around, you can hear the mermaid singing."

He Yuanwai was tongue-tied for a long time, then he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "So that's the case! It's still a monster!"

Qing He was slightly taken aback, before laughing: "It can be said so."

Afterwards, Wen Liu had an expression of "I have pointed out a clear way for you, and the rest of my Taoist boy can solve it", and stood by and didn't intervene.Qinghe performed a small trick to dispel the spirit attached to the shark silk and shark tears, and only said to the ignorant member He that "the evil spirit has been eliminated".He Yuanwai was naturally grateful and offered the reward with both hands.

Wen Liu carried a heavy bag of gold, and went out of He's house together with Qinghe, with a proud expression on his face: "Smelly Taoist, don't say three days, I can earn enough money in three hours!"

Qing He smiled: "That's right. In the future, there will be a shortage of money, so I have to ask Taoist Wen Liu to help."

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "Taoist", and Wen Liu moved his wrist uncomfortably: "Bah, do you think I want to name you?"

Qinghe smiled but said nothing, his eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something else.Wen Liu noticed that he was a little absent-minded, and said displeasedly, "Are you worrying about it again?"

Just as he finished speaking, his head was knocked by the handle of the dust whisk: "Speak politely. Otherwise, my face in Taihua Mountain will be thrown away by you."

Qing He reprimanded his own spirit beast, then stopped, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "No... I have other things to do, you go and return the money to the shopkeeper of the wine shop, I will go to Jiangnan."

"Tsk, what's the matter with you?"

"The soul of the merman just now can be detected by people with a little practice. Why did several Taoist monks come here to chant mantras and sutras, but it didn't work?" Qing He said slowly, brows slightly furrowed.

Wen Liu waved his hand, not taking it seriously: "There is an air of uprightness on the top. Who knows what the devil is doing?"

"It's Dragon Qi." Qing He said in a deep voice.

"Huh? Dragon Qi!" Wen Liu seemed to have heard a big joke, and glanced at him disdainfully, "Taoist priest, are you daydreaming? The dragon clan has long since disappeared for many years. Where did the Dragon Qi get mixed up with a mermaid?"

Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly, and he took a deep breath: "If you guess right, it should be an old friend."

When Wen Liu heard this, he became even more displeased.

Qinghe said so, if he wants to come to this old man, he must not know him.

This made him suddenly feel alienated.There was a period of Qinghe's life that he had never participated in, and at that time, it was the time when the Taoist priest was most youthful and full of wine and sword.

Wen Liu didn't know where and why the gloom in his heart came from. He was not very good at expressing his emotions, so he classified them all as "I'm very angry".

"I'm very angry." Wen Liu, who clearly wrote the five characters on his face, said firmly, "I'm going too."

Qinghe didn't object, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "You go to redeem the jug at the shopkeeper's place first, and then follow the breath to find me. You can walk fast, and there will be no delay."

His voice was not high, but there was a faint force that could not be resisted, so Wen Liu couldn't help but nodded in agreement.The two sides of the blood contract have mutual induction, no matter where they are, they can sense each other's location.

After Qinghe Yufeng left first, the monster took the yellow and ran towards the wine shop, thinking in his heart: I have a lot of adults, don't care about it like a Taoist priest, anyway, if you have great powers, you will not be able to escape from me palm.

Humph.