I thought about it and smiled and said, "I will do my best. Mr. Feng doesn't have to worry about me, but the Xiayin Mansion is not an ordinary magic. Someone needs to protect the Dharma. Otherwise, if the Dharma is broken in the middle, then we will be in great trouble."

Mr. Feng said in surprise: "Is it really that serious?"

Without agreeing, I looked directly at Zhang Xiaohua opposite and said, "Xiaohua, let's protect the Dharma."

"Me." Zhang Xiaohua stood up, waved her hands quickly and said, "No, no, I'm afraid, what if my guardian is not good or bad, I'm not afraid, what if I don't protect my Dharma and protect it? I, I,, I don't dare,."

I frowned and sighed, "Xiaohua, this matter is not simple, but it is not complicated. As long as you do what I said, there will be no problem. You are the only one here who deserves my trust. If you look for someone else, I will be really worried."

Old Feng nodded slightly red with his eyes and said, "Huahua, just help me with my uncle this time. I'm considered my uncle begging you,."

When Zhang Xiaohua saw Mr. Feng begging, she couldn't help but say in shock: "Uncle, I'll help me. This time I will definitely help you protect the Dharma. Don't say such words. I, I feel uncomfortable when I listen,."

Mr. Feng nodded happily: "It's better to have a flower flower. My uncle didn't love you in vain. Haha, now there are people who protect the Dharma. What else do I need to prepare?"

I immediately said cautiously: "Of course, you need to prepare several required materials before dark, incense, candle, yellow paper, a hundred families sweep, and an oil lamp. The so-called hundred families sweep is a broom that is often called on the street. When the hour comes, we will make the method to enter the intestine."

"Oh." Old Feng slapped his head suddenly and said anxiously: "Will it affect our affairs if the Soda boy is coming to dinner tonight?"

I thought of this, thought for a moment, and said, "If he comes, let him come, just send him away before midnight, and our affairs will go as usual."

After saying that, I sat down slowly. Actually, I still don’t have much clue about what happened tonight. There may be many variables in the middle. I just hope that it will not affect my approach. This ritual is too risky for me.

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "It's time to have lunch. I'll cook myself. Just wait and eat. Haha, by the way, on the seventh day of the lunar month, I have a lot of books about religion here. You might as well read the time and flowers. You can just entertain me on behalf of the seventh day of the lunar month, haha."

I stood up and thanked me. Maybe I was about to see my wife who had been separated for decades. After Mr. Feng's smile opened, he did not close again. He cooked happily. He heard the sound of killing chickens and washing vegetables outside. I couldn't help but feel happy. People are really happy when they are happy. I just don't know if this is really a happy event.

Zhang Xiaohua held a book in both hands and laughed: "Qiqian, see what this is."

I calmed down and opened my mouth and said, "That's, oh, that's what kind of collection of essays you said in the morning, right?"

Zhang Xiaohua pouted and glanced at me, saying, "It's Zhu Ziqing's collection of prose, stupid, by the way, I'll teach you how to write."

When I heard about learning to write, my face turned red. I didn't expect that I would have to learn to write even if I grew up. After hesitating for a while, I laughed and said, "Okay."

"First,,,,,,,,,."

After I finished writing my name with a brush, I looked at the strokes of flying dragons and phoenixes, which was exactly the same as the talisman I drew. When drawing talismans, I didn’t expect that when I was using them, I always felt like I was being led away.

Zhang Xiaohua held it in for a long time and finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha~~~ Are you writing? It's obviously a ghost-drawing talisman. I'll teach you."

The soft and slender palm gently stroked the back of my hand, and then grabbed my fingers hard to control the pen holder. At this moment, I suddenly felt like I was struck by lightning. My whole body was numb and my old face turned red. I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Zhang Xiaohua who was close at hand. Her face was as pink as peach blossoms,,

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua glared at me with a red face, and her white teeth bit her lips and said angrily: "Look at what I am doing, look at the pen in your hand, write it well."

"Oh." My face was hot, and my head was lowered. At this time, the tip of the pen was moving slightly. Not to mention that Zhang Xiaohua was very accurate in grasping the pen. Every stroke and stroke exuded a delicate and elegant atmosphere. I was secretly surprised. If Master was still alive, I would recommend that Xiaohua's words be well written. Of course, Master's words are also first-class.

For some reason, I felt like I was forgetful in front of Zhang Xiaohua. This feeling was not the harshness that the master taught his apprentice, nor was it the communication between friends. In short, I was confused,

Is this the relationship between men and women?

My mind shook, my fingers couldn't help but exert force. A big black line immediately appeared on the paper. I smacked my lips and slowly looked at Zhang Xiaohua's face. Unexpectedly, her face turned red. I didn't know what she was thinking. When she saw me, she immediately glared and said, "Let's still look."

I quickly lowered my head, swallowed my saliva, and continued to write,

Is this the feeling of loving someone? If it is, that's too wonderful. I thought happily in my heart, a trace of elegant fragrance floated from Zhang Xiaohua's body. I sniffed deeply with guilt. I am a practitioner of Taoism. How could I have a daughter's love? It's impossible, it's impossible to have a child's love,

What's more, I have to fulfill my master's last wish, find the eight treasures in Qizhenshan, and promote the righteous path of Maoshan.

But in front of Zhang Xiaohua, I gradually couldn't help myself. My palm was controlled by her, and I wrote it over and over again on the paper, I was very intoxicated with this feeling, I really wanted to continue like this, but,

"You can write,."

I didn't know when I woke up like a dream. When I saw that I was writing on the paper like a flowing hand, but Zhang Xiaohua's hand had already been withdrawn. At this time, she was staring at me with bright big eyes and staring at me like accusation. I swallowed my saliva secretly, now it was exposed,

"Xiaohua, I,,." I put down my pen and wanted to explain it. For some reason, I could write two strokes when I was young. Whether I was trampling on the ground or gestured in the water, I could write some words in a pretty good manner, as if I was born to know something. All I lack was to look at. As long as I took a look and then gestured casually, I would remember the designation. And I was sure that it was better than the original one, but I didn't know how to explain this inexplicable ability. To learn to write, I did not have a regular teacher. If I could say that I could write, I couldn't say it. In short,,

The scene was a little awkward, and I stammered and didn't know what I was saying. Looking at Zhang Xiaohua, my mind was almost blank, maybe it was a piece of paste. Oh, what's wrong, what's wrong,

"Puff~~"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, then glared at me again, and whispered: ",,, bad guy, liar."

"Uh,,,aa, me,."

I was about to ask what was going on, but at this moment, Mr. Feng's voice came from the main hall: "Huahua, the seventh day of the lunar month, it's time to have a meal."

At the dinner table, Zhang Xiaohua blushed and lowered her head and was just paying attention to eating. I was embarrassed to speak, so I kept eating. Mr. Feng looked at Zhang Xiaohua strangely, then looked at me strangely, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? You are so hungry? Eat slowly, there are so many, haha."

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Looking at the ancient clocks in the old Feng hall, I felt that confirming the concept of time was very important. In the future, I should also make a pocket watch strap so that I can accurately grasp the time.

After dinner, Mr. Feng was busy looking for the materials needed tonight. Zhang Xiaohua and I were alone in the room, but for an afternoon, we didn't say anything, and almost said a word. She leaned against the railing in the corridor and read a book. I was flipping through some religious books. The atmosphere was quiet and a little depressing. I looked outside through the window. She just sat quietly, quietly looking at the book, looking at her, as if she was looking at a quiet and quiet picture. She was the fairy in the painting, extraordinary, but I was a toad lying on the field, looking up intoxicatedly,

"Bang."

"Ouch." The back of my head was suddenly hit by a hard object. The tingling feeling made me unable to help but scream. I turned my head and saw that it was a hard-crust ancient book that fell from the bookshelf behind me. Hey, it hit my head impartially. What's the matter?

"Puff~~hehehe~~"

Just as I was thinking about whether the ancestor warned me to be moved, bursts of silver bell-like laughter came into my ears. I was embarrassed and said hello to the outside, "I'm laughing~"

"Fool."

Zhang Xiaohua gave me an elegant title without hesitation. My nose felt itchy and I reached out to scratch it. My old face turned red and continued to bury my head reading,

As the evening approached, Mr. Feng came back, and there was also a soda boy from the police station. The soda boy came with two fish with great enthusiasm. When he entered the room, he smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, don't be busy tonight. I'll cook two specialties. Haha, we have to have two drinks tonight."

Mr. Feng didn't know what happened to him, and he didn't be polite to the soda boy. He hurriedly started. Soon, a delicious supper was ready.

During the meal, I made a friend with Soda and drank a few more glasses with him and had a few drinks. Soda was just a brother and brother shouting, saying that he would like to say hello to you in the future. Of course, these words did not mention helping with public office, and they were completely in the generous and generous straightforward nature of Qingchuan people. If there was no important thing to do tonight, I would really want to have a good drink with this Qingchuan man.

Just eat and drink. Mr. Feng looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock. He hurriedly called Soda boy out. Before he finished drinking the hot tea, he was bombarded and driven out of the way by Mr. Feng. The Soda boy naturally asked what the situation was. Mr. Feng didn't say it, but he also sent him to the street and trotted back.

When Mr. Feng comes back, I have already placed all the materials and are about to burn incense and open the jar.
Chapter completed!