There was a wind blowing above the water surface, and the boat that Chen Qingshan and others rode back to the small fishing town where Yang Yuanwai was.

Tian Jingsha was a little excited along the way, probably because the mission was unprecedentedly smooth. The plum blossoms beside him seemed more reserved, but he could also see some joyful expressions from his eyes.

When Chen Qingshan and his men came down from the boat, Mr. Yang was already waiting outside the ferry. The fox's face lightly patted the boat, and the three-meter-long red fish appeared at the bottom of the boat.

The fox's face took out a piece of crystal jade, which was a little transparent, and the fox's face seemed to be holding a dewdrop.

"This is Li Yang jade, which can be used to store this thread of luck for the time being." The fox said with his face, throwing the pearls and jade in his hand with his bare hands, and the Li Yang jade hung above the red fish.

The upper and lower lips of the fox's face began to open and close quickly, spitting out some bytes. These bytes were a bit strange, but they had a rhythmic beauty when combined. Chen Qingshan didn't understand it very much, but he understood that this should be some secret techniques of the sorcerers, and things like spells.

As the spell was chanted, a faint aura began to be pulled out of the red fish and slowly moved into the Li Yang jade, which was slowly rendered as golden.

A rune appears from the void and is slowly imprinted on the red fish, so that it will not be damaged when it is pulled away from luck. As this thread of luck is pulled away, the red fish will slowly become smaller.

The fox face exhaled and waved his hand. The golden pearls and jade fell back into his palm. The fox face carefully put it away.

Chen Qingshan took out a earthen jar from the ring, scooped half a can of clean water from the side, and put the red fish into the earthen jar. Without the blessing of his previous fortune, the red fish in Chen Qingshan's hand was only the size of a palm.

Chen Qingshan handed the earthen jar to Yuanwai Yang.

Mr. Yang looked at the red fish in the jar and felt a sense of intimacy. He bowed to Chen Qingshan and others, and then walked outside the town.

"Official Yang, where are you going?" Chen Qingshan shouted behind him.

Mr. Yang, who had already been ordained, held the jar in his hands and said with a smile: "Go back to the village, go back to the village where I grew up with Yunniang, build a hut and build a temple, and then the ancient Buddha in the green lamp. After living this life, it can be regarded as my compensation to Yunniang."

"Take care, please." Mr. Yang bowed deeply to the people again, and then he did not leave any more memories. In the Buddhist language, the six senses are pure.

Chen Qingshan looked at Yang Yuanwai's back and sighed, feeling that except for the little novice monks who were born to live in the temple like Sanzang, those who became monks who had become monks in the middle of the road probably had something that made them unforgettable.

Master Lefan is, and so is Mr. Yang from this small fishing town.

Most of the people with deep love in this world end up with a breakdown of love, which means that deep love will not last long.

It’s not that fate is a slap in the world. After all, even the noble immortals will envy the happy marriage in the world. If there are too many perfect marriages, it will not be surprising.

The most common sentences of storytellers and actors in the world are: I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.

However, since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the customs have gradually changed. Nowadays, marriages do not pay attention to the joy of both minds, but only seek a good match. If you can climb to a high school, you will feel very happy, but Chen Qingshan thinks that this is not good after all.

The task of chasing fish is completed, it’s time to go back to Chang'an, take out the green wood, and Chen Qingshan stepped on it.

Seeing this, the fox asked with a face, "You are sure to go back to Chang'an. Do you really want the opportunity in this big cave world?"

Above the green wood, Chen Qingshan lowered his head and said, "It's more important to spend the Spring Festival with the person you like. I promised her. I don't want to be the second Mr. Yang."

"I understand." said the fox face.

Tian Jingsha came up, looked a little excited, and said loudly: "It means, I already have someone I like in Jiangnan? Is it beautiful??"

Chen Qingshan was about to leave, but Tian Jingsha's voice was so loud that Chen Qingshan could not ignore it. Chen Qingshan felt that only that girl would be interested in other people's marriages, but he didn't expect Tian Jingsha to be the same.

Chen Qingshan could only answer: "Of course it looks good, just like the stars and moons in the sky."

"Is it really so beautiful? Then I have to go and see it when you get married." Tian Jingsha said.

"Don't forget that we are assassins. You don't know my identity yet." Chen Qingshan, who was above Qingmu, quipped.

"In this way, I wish you a long life together." Tian Jingsha was not worried.

"Good blessing, thank you." Chen Qingshan bowed and drove away under the gaze of several people.

Tongque looked at the departure of Qingmu and felt that the back on the boat was familiar in a trance. He recalled Yi Jiangnan's words, and then felt that Yi Jiangnan's words had just passed, or that Xi Shi appeared in the lover's eyes. After all, there is no girl in this world who can compare with the stars and moons above the nine heavens, she just likes them too much.

Chen Qingshan didn't walk fast, but he also saw the familiar Chang'an before dawn the next day, and the second month, Youying, which seemed to exist forever on the edge of Chang'an City.

Chen Qingshan thought about the days, and there were two days before New Year's Eve. Chen Qingshan thought about it and did not go back to Shengyan Academy directly, but made the green wood look like an ordinary white bird, and then slowly drove into the star track and flew towards Kongmingfang.

When he arrived outside Kongmingfang, Chen Qingshan went to a familiar stall for breakfast and brought a serving for Xiaoxue habitually.

Walking on the street, Chen Qingshan keenly discovered that Kongmingfang is a little empty today. At this time, when the Taoist priests in Kongmingfang go to the government office to serve, there should be many people on the main street.

Chen Qingshan thought and continued to walk forward. In front of the tall building at the end, he saw the familiar figure, the tall broom, the small figure, Xiaoxue.

Seeing Chen Qingshan come back, Xiaoxue's eyes lit up and then dimmed.

"Brother Qingshan, after you left, some officers and soldiers came and took Shi Niang away. Brother Agou took some Dao Master to save her, but he didn't come back. The other Dao Masters thought something was wrong, so they left Chang'an and went to bring rescue soldiers."

"The Taoist priests are gone, aren't this Kongmingfang gone?" It can be heard that the Taoist priests here usually take good care of Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue's eyes were a little red, and she was crying. She had a premonition that there was nothing. Without Kongmingfang, Xiaoxue and her grandfather's only place to live.

"Be good Xiaoxue, it's okay. With your brother here, Kongmingfang will not fall." Chen Qingshan touched Xiaoxue's head, wiped away his tears, took her hand, and entered the building where Uncle Qian was.

Chen Qingshan felt that Uncle Qian should know something.

Chen Qingshan and Xiaoxue, one tall and one short, walked up the stairs and went straight to the fourth floor where Uncle Qian was.

Chen Qingshan sniffed, feeling that the building was smelling a little more, and Xiaoxue also covered her nose.

Uncle Qian was still sitting in his position, with a little more dusk energy, and turned his back to Chen Qingshan and Xiaoxue. He heard the noise: "Are you back?"

"I'm back, I'll ask what's going on in this shop."

"Don't you think the sky is getting darker than what happened?"

"So what's the matter? Now I only care who took Shi Niang away and what kind of person can make the Taoist priests from Kongmingfang go back to the mountain gate to bring reinforcements." Chen Qingshan replied.
Chapter completed!