What are you making a fuss about?

Chapter 12

on the stool.

"Are you really Jue Mingzi?" Jing Yun looked him up and down, "It's true." The man smiled heartily.

"You pretended to be everyone in the illusion?"

"No, no, why would you ask such a question? You have read history books, so there is no fiction, but the voice was added by me." The man raised his head slightly.

"This mask..."

"This mask was given by the national teacher, it looks good." The Taoist priest turned into the voice of the little emperor.

"Why did you give the national teacher ghost rosin?" Xie Xiao asked.

"The conditions are the same as yours." The Taoist was a little dissatisfied, "It's just that I miscalculated one step, he is a ghost, and it will be difficult to come back to the world after going to hell." He hammered the table.

"But don't worry, you won't. You don't have a name in the underworld, so you can still come back." The Taoist priest laughed again.

Jing Yun thought secretly, and asked: "What happened to the little emperor in the end?" The Taoist was stunned: "As you can see, he is dead."

"Don't confuse the audience, we are asking about the soul." Xie Xiao scolded.

"Oh, it's strange to say that a person's body and soul depend on each other. The Great Master has changed so many souls for him, but none of them are his own."

"Why do you say that?" Jing Yun narrowed his eyes.

Xie Xiao said: "The soul has to go through many checkpoints in order to enter the reincarnation well. If it is not kept intact here, it will be injured, that is, 'soul injury', and there will always be souls scattered."

"That is to say, the little emperor may not have been reincarnated?" Jing Yun was a little surprised.

"Maybe, or maybe it's because he was lucky that he traveled smoothly and was not injured. After all, he was the emperor before he was alive, and maybe he was blessed by dragon energy."

The Taoist slowly took off the mask, put it on the table and rubbed its lines, and said: "Then the great master took the ghost rosin and went to the underworld to look for it."

Jing Yun asked: "What was the result?"

"I'm angry when I say it. I can't come back. I've blinded my rosin for nothing."

Xie Xiao raised his head, looked at the Taoist priest's face, and couldn't help but said: "What kind of incredible Taoism did you cultivate?"

Jueming was taken aback, and rubbed his face with his hands, "What are you looking at? It's well maintained. Asking your age is disrespectful to the elderly."

Xie Xiao: "..."

Jing Yun bowed his head and thought: This skin is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"What use is that ghost rosin to the soul?" Jing Yun asked.

"It can confuse ghosts and messengers and get into the underworld. It doesn't seem to be useful to the living." The Taoist thought for a while and said: "By the way, there are rumors in the world that it can cure Changle poison."

"Why don't you go to the underworld by yourself?" Xie Xiao asked, "I have lived with Allen for too long, and the ghostly aura is too strong to go down to the underworld." The Taoist sighed. "From the moment you went up the mountain, I found that your souls are different from ordinary people."

"So you create an illusion to deceive us?" Xie Xiao asked.

"I'm very upset by you saying what you love and what I want, a Taoist priest."

"The words on the Sansheng Stone are very important to you." Jing Yun stared straight at him.

"The last words of the love of my life." The Taoist looked serious, but smiled again for a moment: "You must see clearly."

"How to enter?" Jing Yun asked.

"Have you thought about it?" The Taoist said rather meaningfully, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jing Yun shook his head, "I thought that a prince like you would cherish his life very much." The Taoist said with a smile.

Jing Yun said in his heart: If your true love hadn't entrusted me with dreams, I might not be so determined.

"Let's rest for a few days, and then set off after the Songshuiyuan crack opens in three days." The Taoist picked up the mask on the table, walked into the temple with a flick of his sleeves, and then Xie Xiao saw him approach the painting with a trick.

Xie Xiao turned to Jing Yun and said, "He has always been in the Taoist temple."

Xie Xiao sighed lightly: "Lan Yin, why are you so risking your life? You see, how much effort people have put in to survive."

Jing Yun lowered his head, did he not spare his life?But his fate was never up to him.

"Lan Yin, will you live well in the future?" Xie Xiao asked him.

"It's never been that I don't want to live, it's that I can't live." Jing Yun said flatly. "It might have been in the previous life, but it's definitely not in this life. We will find the antidote and live a long life." Xie Xiao met Jing Yun's eyes.

"Why do you bother..." Jing Yun turned his face away.

"I want you to live, don't you?"

"You just want me to live by your side, will you let me go?" Jing Yun wanted to end this topic.

"It's not good to stay by my side? I'm not good to you?" Xie Xiao didn't want to quarrel with him, so he suppressed his anger.

"Needless to say." Jing Yun shook his head, you are kind to the pet, he doesn't need it.

Xie Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't care what you think, you won't die as long as I live, and don't try to avoid me."

"It's still the same sentence, each depends on its own ability."

Xie Xiao snorted, and changed the topic, "Let's talk about it, why did you agree to the conditions of the demon way so quickly? Are you afraid that he will deceive you?"

Jing Yun was a little confused, "I... saw that woman in my dream."

"Woman?" Xie Xiao was a little anxious, "It's the woman on the mural, the true love of Daoist Jueming." Jing Yun said slowly.

"When did you dream?" Xie Xiao obviously missed the point.

"Last night, here." Jing Yun pointed to the open space where the two had been lying before.

"You slept well while leaning on my lap." Xie Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Jing Yun: "..."

"That woman is not a human, but a demon."

"Why didn't she entrust me with a dream"

Jing Yun ignored his words and continued: "It's not really a dream, it's just some scenes from their past, which are similar to those on the mural."

"Taoist priest, look at this dance." The woman half-raised the pipa and played it crookedly. At this time, the Taoist temple was not as dilapidated as before. Once you learn the dance well, it's something a man likes."

The Taoist priest sat in the courtyard and read a book without raising his head.

The woman muttered: "Is it because I didn't learn well? He doesn't look at me no matter what."

"Don't bring such disturbing things to the Taoist temple."

"How come, the sisters of Hongxiu Zhao said..."

"Where is Hongxiu Zhao? Don't go to this kind of place again."

The woman snorted, "You little Taoist priest, the sisters of Hongxiu Zhao look good, and the songs they sing are also nice."

"This is my master's Taoist temple, you can leave here and go to Hongxiu to recruit." Jueming still bowed his head.

"I grew up here since I was a child, why should I leave, and if I want to leave, you will leave."

The woman was a little annoyed, but after a while, she smiled again: "I won't leave, you are so good-looking, where can you find such a good-looking Taoist priest?"

Jueming still ignores her, he traveled with his master for dozens of years, and when he came back, he found a little demon growing in his Taoist temple.

It's absurd that the Taoist priest who catches the monster raised a monster in the Taoist temple.But this demon has never done anything wrong, so he can't take her in, and he can't drive her away, which is very troublesome.

Xie Xiao hurriedly interrupted Jing Yun's recollection, and asked, "This little demon fell in love with a Taoist priest later?"

Jing Yun nodded, "Didn't the Taoist also fall in love with her?"

Xie Xiao said: "It's really a big world, full of wonders. There is such an amazing love in the world."

Jing Yun: "..."

The point doesn't seem to be here, the point is how the banshee disappeared.

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Xie Xiao didn't take it seriously, and asked, "What else did you dream about?"

Jing Yun stared at Matsushita, and said: "That woman seems...she doesn't really want the Taoist priest to see the words on the Sansheng Stone."

"It's just my feeling, there is no basis for it."

Xie Xiao shrugged, "We don't care about the affairs between them. The Yaodao said that we need to find words, and we'll do it after we finish looking for words."

Jing Yun remained silent, staring blankly at the ancient pine tree in the courtyard.

"Look at Jueming, this carving is beautiful, I see it in Taoist temples in other places." Song Yao pushed the Taoist priest to the door.

"It's 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea', but you only carved seven of them."

"How can there be women in Taoist temples? You said that." Song Yao cursed.

"He Xiangu is a fairy."

"Anyway, women can't do it." The pine demon raised his sleeves, and a burst of pine needles passed through the door, "I'll just add a lotus for you."

"It's up to you." Jueming packed his bags and prepared to go down the mountain.

Song Yao put his hands on his hips, "When are you coming back?"

"I don't know."

"Are you going down the mountain to catch monsters? I can go with you, and I'm a relatively powerful monster." Song Yao hugged Jueming's sword.

"I'm really a very powerful monster." Song Yao ran forward and handed him the sword after hesitating for a moment.

"Don't cause trouble, if you cause trouble, I will take you in personally." Jueming said without a trace of emotion.

Song Yao curled her lips, and said in her heart: I'll just mess with it.You are here to accept me.

Jue Ming has been down the mountain for many days, and Song Yao is bored in the Taoist temple. One day when the weather clears, an old man over fifty years old comes up the mountain, claiming to be Jue Ming's uncle.

As soon as he came up, he gave Song Yao a half-dead ghost.A strand of gray soul nestled in the glazed soul lamp.

"Feed him well." The old man left after saying this.

"That's Allen." Xie Xiao said with a smile.

"It should be." Jing Yun nodded.

"Then what? The banshee was taken in? It's really interesting. There are both demons and ghosts in this Taoist temple."

Jing Yun nodded, "After the Taoist priest came back, he carefully nourished the soul of this little ghost, and within a month he returned to Alan's current appearance."

"This Taoist priest is quite kind."

"He has no reason not to. This demon is harmless, and this ghost was sent by my uncle." Jing Yun smiled.

"I'm afraid he didn't expect to be emotional at that time." Xie Xiao whispered.

Jing Yun lowered his head, love is a very strange thing, the queen's decades of companionship have not been able to exchange for the father's affection, and concubine Xian and other concubines, can they give birth to a child without feelings?

"Don't think about it, let's go to Songshuiyuan in the back mountain to have a look.