Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 67 The little fairy's photo flew away

Although Yu Wenli begged bitterly, Kong Qing seemed to turn a deaf ear to him, walked in and disappeared into the front hall.

"How could this be?"

Seeing that handsome little Taoist priest leaving, Yu Wenli felt that his whole body was about to collapse!
"The Underworld really said that a certain life should not be terminated..."

To be honest, since Yu Wenli had a nightmare for the first time at night and was captured by ghosts and broke his legs and feet, he had invited monks and priests from Chang'an City to see him, but no one had ever been able to talk to the little Taoist priest in front of him. The same, one can see what happened to him at a glance.

This little Taoist is really a living god!

No, no matter what the price is, I have to let this little fairy help me solve this problem.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenli turned his attention directly to the remaining Taoist priest present, that is, Yan Fengzong, Taoist Prisoner of Qingdu Temple, with a pleading look on his face.

"Daoist Yan, please give me some good words in front of the little god. The underworld really said that a certain yang's lifespan has not yet come, and his life should not die, so he let him return to his yang. Half a lie..."

"This layman..."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Yan Fengzong's face.

"Although the head of our school is young, he is a true cultivator with a pure heart and a pure heart. It is difficult for me to change the things he decides!"

"Daoist Yan, I know..."

Although the other party's words meant refusal, the perceptive Yu Wenli still felt a wave of wavering from it. He waved his hand without hesitation, and the servant next to him had already put the big box he was carrying in front of Yu Wenli.

Snapped!
Yu Wenli lifted the lid of the box with his still moving hand, revealing the ten pieces of red gold stacked together.

"I'm not lying, as long as Daoist Yan can persuade the little god to help me solve my problems, in addition to the ten gold in this box, I will give another twenty gold to the gods in the temple. "

It's actually gold, and it's pure red...

Yan Fengzong, who had never seen so much money before, felt his head heat up and almost agreed directly.

"This... poor way..."

Seeing the obviously shaken expression of the Taoist priest in front of him, Yu Wenli immediately became angry without hesitation.

"Daoist Yan, as long as a certain problem can be solved, in the next four festivals and eight days, a certain person will come to watch and reward God..."

"Ugh……"

Sure enough, as Yu Wenli expected, after hearing the weight he added, although the Taoist priest in front of him was tangled for a long time, he still succumbed to the power of gold.

Just like myself and my colleagues in the West Market!
"It made the layman laugh..."

Yan Fengzong bowed his hands to Yu Wenli and said very frankly.

"Although Tian Cheng, a young boy from the Master Academy, can eat wind and drink dew, but we are laymen after all, and we still have to wear clothes and eat. Since laymen are so sincere, we can only go to persuade the Master Academy if we are poor."

"Master Lao, please worry,"

Yu Wenli struggled to arch Yan Fengzong with one hand, and said with some uncertainty.

"However, Daoist Yan, do you think that the little god..."

"rest assured!"

Yan Fengzong patted his chest in a big way.

"Layman, you are so 'sincere'. Even if Pindao brings other people from the Taoist temple to kneel and die in front of the head of the courtyard, I will take care of this matter for you. Layman, just wait here for a while..."

As he said that, Yan Fengzong greeted a certain Taoist priest who was sweeping the front hall, and then the two of them walked towards the side yard together, and after a while, they saw five or six Taoist priests coming out of the side yard together in a mighty manner. Strolling towards the backyard.

Seeing the backs of these Taoist priests going to the backyard, Yu Wenli's uneasy heart finally settled down a little bit.

With so many Taoist priests going to intercede for me, which little god should give face... right?

Time passed by every minute, and it was almost an hour when Yu Wenli saw Yan Fengzong again. Yan Fengzong appeared tired again, and there were traces of mud on the hem of the Taoist robe and shoes.

"Layman..."

Yan Fengzong showed a struggling smile.

"Fortunately, the head of the hospital has promised to help you solve the problem."

"is it?"

After hearing Yan Fengzong's words, Yu Wenli felt that his heart finally fell into his stomach, and he said to Yan Fengzong gratefully. "Thank you, Daoist Yan... Thank you, Daoist Yan..."

"Take this..."

Yan Fengzong reached into his arms, took out a piece of paper about the size of an ordinary talisman, and handed it over. "This is a photo of our master Qingwei, who is in charge of the hospital. You can offer it to your bedside after you go back, and it will have a magical effect at that time."

Yu Wenli took the piece of paper with trembling hands, and found that it turned out to be the image of the handsome little Taoist just now. He stepped on the white cloud with his sleeves outstretched, as if he was flying in the sky.

What's even more amazing is that this figure is so lifelike that every detail is there, it's almost as if the other person's whole person has been pasted on it.

Yu Wenli has worked as a security guard in the West Market for so many years, but he has never seen such a miraculous thing.

"Thank you Daoist, thank you Master Qingwei..."

"in addition……"

Yan Fengzong looked left and right, then took out a small porcelain bottle not much bigger than a thumb from his sleeve, and stuffed it mysteriously into his hand.

"This is a kind of secret medicine refined by our master. It can strengthen the body and dispel evil spirits, and connect broken bones. It is called black jade intermittent ointment. The poor Taoist sees that you are so 'sincere', so I will give you some, layman tonight You might as well use it when you change your medicine..."

"Daoist Yan, Gao Yi..."

Yu Wenli finished this exquisite little porcelain bottle with trembling hands, his voice choked up.

"If there is a day for Yu to recover, he will never forget Daoist Yan's great kindness."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Yan Fengzong patted Yu Wenli's hand lightly, and said gently.

"It's getting late, Layman, go back early!"

After finally getting what he wanted, Yu Wenli, who was in agitated mood, said goodbye to Yan Fengzong in tears. He took the picture of the little fairy and a small bottle of so-called secret medicine, half lying on the recliner, and was hired by several people. The bearer sent back to his home.

After returning home, Yu Wenli first respectfully enshrined the photo of the little fairy on his bedside, and after lighting three sticks of incense, then with the help of his wife, he untied the straps that fixed his arms and legs. The willow branch scraped off the medicine left by the doctor before, and carefully applied the black ointment in the small bottle to the broken part.

"His..."

As soon as the ointment was applied, Yu Wenli let out a groan from between his teeth.

"Oh, it's working, it's working...It seems that a cold air has penetrated from the ointment towards my arms and legs, oh...it's so comfortable! This real Qingwei is really a living god, this is a fairy medicine what……"

The wife standing next to Yu Wenli looked at the photo enshrined on the bedside with fascinated eyes, and then looked at Yu Wenli lying on the bed with complicated eyes.

"That's right, this Taoist priest is really a fairy!"

When it was time to go to bed at night, Yu Wenli specially added three more sticks of incense in front of the photo of the little fairy, and made a couple of wishes devoutly, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

In the middle of the night, with a gust of cold wind, Yu Wenli seemed to think of the familiar ghost cry again.

Then a white light flashed, and Yu Wenli saw a Taoist priest in white jump out from behind him, landed in front of him, grabbed his neck, and then he felt his body fly stand up.

That's right, he just flew up. Yu Wenli could clearly see himself flying upwards from the place covered with black mist, and got into the black mist. Following him, he heard that the place below was full of people. There was a roar in the palace of the face.

"Bring back this sinner..."

"No, don't give me back..."

After hearing the roaring sound from below, Yu Wenli shuddered, and prayed to the little Taoist priest who grabbed his neck in panic.

"I...I don't deserve to die, I changed, I must change..."

"rest assured!"

Although Yu Wenli, who was being grabbed by the neck, couldn't see the little fairy's slight expression, but he could still hear his somewhat cold words. "Since Pindao promised to help you solve this matter, then you can rest assured."

After hearing these words, Yu Wenli, who was flying in the air, finally regained his composure.

After flying up, down, left, and right, the surrounding black mist gradually thinned, and finally Yu Wenli saw himself rushed out of the black mist led by the little Taoist priest Qingwei...

Only at this time did Yu Wenli realize that the two of them had actually flown out from under the ground of his own house, and the black mist was actually the ground under their feet, and now they were floating above his bed.

His wife is still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly!
The little Taoist let go, threw Yu Wenli onto his bed, then suspended in the air, looking down at him.

"Well, the connection between you and Hades has been temporarily eliminated by Pindao, but if you continue to do evil..."

"Don't worry, I will change, I will definitely change..."

Yu Wenli struggled on the bed to bow to the little Taoist priest who was flying in the air, and said vowedly.

"In the future, I will never do what I did before. I will change my mind and start a new life..."

Following his voice, a line of words also slid across the panel in front of Kong Qing.

'Under your persuasion, Yu Wenli sincerely repented, adding two merit points. '

Kong Qing silently glanced at the panel...

Well, this leek is almost crushed, and he should really change his mind in the future.

There is another good person in this world, which is really gratifying, gratifying and congratulating.

"By the way, Yu Wenli..."

Kong Qing stretched out his hand, and there was an extra piece of red gold in his hand, which was sent to Qingdu Temple by Yu Wenli during the day.

"Where did you get this piece of red gold?"

"This one……"

Yu Wenli seemed a little dazed, he looked at the piece of red gold in Kong Qing's hand, his eyes wandered, and he seemed to be thinking seriously.

After a while, he spoke with some uncertainty.

"It seems that someone blackmailed this from a shop that made figurines... They gave it to me on their own initiative! Don't worry, Maestro, I will arrange someone to go to this shop tomorrow to return the gold."

"You can figure it out, but..."

Kong Qing threw the red gold on the bed next to Yu Wenli.

"Go and find out for Pindao, where did this red gold come from, if you can find out the source, Pindao will not treat you badly..."

As he said that, Kong Qing's body had already spun around in mid-air, passed through the open window, flew into the sky, and disappeared.

Yu Wenli sat on the bed, looked at the piece of red gold next to him with some doubts, and then turned his head to look at the head of the bed, and found that the image flying in the air on the talisman of the Qingwei real person had disappeared without a trace. Only the blue sky and white clouds remained above.

"The picture of the little fairy flew away?"

(End of this chapter)