Seventy-seventh bowl of soup (1)

【She was supposed to be deceived by the devil and forget her original intentions, causing the evil spirits to harm the world and shed countless blood. ] Qing Huan almost didn't get in. The security guard at the door was too bad. Seeing that she was wearing rags, she treated her nose not nose and eyes but not eyes. I didn’t want to think about her first time going down the mountain. She didn’t understand anything at the bottom of the mountain, and she didn’t have any money. Where did she go? It's more beautiful.

But... she took out the hourglass she was carrying and looked at the time to determine the time, and then smiled triumphantly. Although the security guards were difficult to deal with and didn't believe what she said, she still managed to come in! Obviously they said that she was here to help, but they all thought that she would make trouble. Please see if her identity is good. She is the 69th generation celestial master of the Maoshan School, and the ancestor master personally certified it with V!

If it hadn’t been for Master to go out for a tour of the mountains and play without going home, and a thunderstorm scorched the century-old tree in the mountains, causing the evil spirit altar under the tree in Master Town to collapse, she wouldn’t have to go down the mountain to collect it. ghost.

The people at the foot of the mountain are so strange. They look at her with the eyes of monsters, as if she is not a celestial master but a ghost.

This is Qinghuan’s first time going down the mountain. Many things are new and interesting to her. Yes, it’s strange to say that before the age of fifteen, she wanted to go down the mountain and was very curious about the outside world, so she had quarreled with her master. Times of the shelf. The master always said that she was impetuous and that the divination for her was not good. He said that if she went down the mountain, she would definitely cause a catastrophe, and that she might not even be able to save her life. At that time, she was so angry that she called Master for being confused.

But after the fifteenth birthday, it’s different. As usual, every birthday will be fortune-telling for Qinghuan once a year. On the fifteenth birthday, the master still babbled for a long time, saying that he had never seen anyone whose hexagrams became so fast. , Most people are a lifetime, and the only variable he sees in this lifetime is her. Qing Huan also became sensible after she was fifteen years old. She began to feel that life in the mountains was very good, and that dirty old man from Master was actually quite cute. But she didn't expect that the master, who was afraid to leave the mountain secretly, would sneak away on her 18th birthday! She also said something to let her practice well, and come back when he has enough fun!

This old man... If she was caught, he had to teach him a good meal, and he would have to be punished for not eating for at least three days.

But the shattering of the evil spirit altar is also very troublesome. All the evil spirits suppressed in it are all first-class evil spirits. To be less, there are dozens of them. She doesn't even know where to find them, let alone accept them. Today I passed by here accidentally. Unlike the master, Qinghuan doesn't like divination. She prefers to do whatever happens. But when she passed through the city, she noticed resentment, and then entered the city-she didn't intend to come in. This city is said to be the capital of this country. Everyone inside is beautifully dressed. There are cars, houses and money. It's completely different from her poor aunt.

Qing Huan had no idea about money. She had been down the mountain for a few months, but the evil spirit had caught two or three of them, and they were all sealed in the celadon vials that she carried with them engraved with curses. Life at the foot of the mountain is actually pretty good, just eating hard. When the master left, she didn't leave a dime for her. There were some antique calligraphy and paintings on the mountain, but it was a pity to sell those. Qing Huan can survive until now because of her true ability.

cough. This is a long story. In fact, after repeatedly hitting the wall, she found that it is better to find business in rural areas. For example, someone who has a headache and fever always feels overwhelmed in the middle of the night. Travel expenses and food expenses, now the world has changed, everyone believes in science, there are many atheists, and there are many non-ghostists, business is very difficult.

So she originally planned to walk outside the city, but today's grievance is too heavy. As a cultivator, she must have the responsibility of saving the world. She can't let it go, so she entered the city and didn't expect to be stunned at the gate of the wedding. , Almost was sent to the police station.

The security guards are too unkind, she never lied, the ostomy industry is to be remembered by the Patriarch.

This is a very beautiful church. The priest is presenting his blessings to the newlyweds. The church is full of guests. Everyone is rich or expensive. It can be seen that this is a very important wedding, whether it is the bridegroom or the bride. People look happy and happy.

But Qing Huan couldn't see these in her eyes. The first thing she saw was the woman who hugged the groom lying on her back.

No one can see except her. Her Heavenly Eye was opened on her fifteenth birthday. Before that, Master thought many ways and couldn't do it. Who knew she opened it all by herself. And after that, Qinghuan is not afraid of ghosts—before her 15th birthday, what she hates most is that she wants to learn how to catch ghosts from a bad old man and become a celestial teacher. Eating cabbage tofu and practicing kung fu endorsement.

I don't know how Master could stand that kind of himself in the previous fifteen years. Qinghuan thought.

Just when the bride and groom were about to exchange rings, the bridegroom suddenly fell on one knee with a muffled snort, and a dense cold sweat appeared on his head. It seemed that something was pressing on him and he was overwhelmed.

The bride was taken aback and quickly bent over to look at her. Other guests were also talking about it. The groom knelt on the ground and couldn't get up anymore. His expression was painful, but the female ghost on his back didn't seem to feel it at all. Squeeze it down, bit by bit, wanting to blend in with the groom.

This situation is not to blame for deep hatred. I don’t know where the soul will go after death, but she thought that it must be a very good place. The sadness and pain in life will be compensated by God in the next life, so few people will stay behind after death, unless Hatred and unwillingness to keep them locked in place.

The bridegroom's parents hurriedly went to help him, but even with the strength of two people, they couldn't hold it, and even three people were suppressed. Qing Huan sighed. Even so, the living people are still saved.

Others didn’t know what was going on, they only knew that in the blink of an eye, a young girl in strange clothes appeared. She put her hand on the back of the groom, and a burst of black smoke suddenly appeared. Then the groom breathed a sigh of relief, his face pale. The ground was lifted up.

The female ghost was burned by the rune on Qing Huan's palm. She screamed and backed away a few steps. Qing Huan immediately stood in front of the bridegroom and stretched out her right hand—a sky thunder rune was clearly visible on her palm. In fact, she really didn't want to use force, but most of the ghosts stranded in the world only had hatred in their hearts, and they were irrational. They wouldn't be able to speak well if they didn't fight well, and her heart was very tired!

"Don't be impulsive, let me ask first, we have something to say."

When the crowd watched the girl talking to the air, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitched. The bridegroom's mother asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the one who saved your son." Qing Huan said naturally. "Otherwise what do you think?"

Because the handsome bridegroom in front of her is not a good person, she didn't have a good tone. She curled her lips and said directly: "Are you telling the truth or let her tell you, you choose one."

The bridegroom paled, his eyes dodged: "You, what are you talking about, what is she?"

"It's a girl who jumped off the building. You should know... No, you must know." Qing Huan made an expression of grief and anger when she saw the **** face of the female ghost, and couldn't help turning her head away. Although she was not afraid of ghosts, But she is afraid of ugliness. "About twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a white skirt, with very long hair, come here." It is rare to see a girl with such long hair at the position of the thigh. It is impossible for this groom to know him.

The bridegroom's face was even paler when he heard it: "I don't know such a person at all!"

"That's right! Who are you? Just come out from here and talk nonsense. Get out quickly. What are the security guards? If you ask them to come, let any unruly people come in?" The bridegroom's mother was cold. Said, called the security guard to come in and arrest Qing Huan away.

The teacher has the training not to take action against ordinary people. The ability learned to protect others is not to hurt others, so Qing Huan had to be dragged out by two security guards. She didn't care about her image at all, and shouted to the groom: "If you have any questions, remember to find me! Don't be afraid! I'll be waiting for you outside here!"

This seems to be just a little farce. No one takes it to heart. A man in a black shirt on the VIP table looks in the direction Qinghuan is leaving. There is a moving smile between his handsome eyebrows, and he takes a closer look. Look, this is an extremely good-looking man. The guests present were all dressed up and neatly dressed, but he was wearing a black shirt, not wearing a tie, and not fastening the buttons. The whole person showed a lazy and depraved smell. , But also looks extremely handsome, people can not feel sick.

Qing Huan was thrown out of the church. She sat down on the ground and sighed. It was not easy to be a celestial teacher this year. I had known that the tutor would have been fine hundreds of years ago. At that time, the folk customs were simple and the money was easy to make. Speaking of money... She touched her pocket, her robes were all tattered and dirty, and there were only three or four steel **** all over her body. At most, she could buy a few steamed buns, but a few steamed buns are enough for what. Now the world is considered good, and business is not easy to do.

So she finally met one, she must make it, not only to benefit the society but also to feed herself, why not do it? I was afraid that I would starve to death first when I saw the master, that would not be worthwhile.

In order to be able to eat, what is the dignity of the sixty-ninth celestial master of the Maoshan School, and can't fill her stomach, she is almost hungry now!

The cake in the church just now looks so tempting...