Chapter 413: The little god is not a thief, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding
Generally speaking, temples and temples that look majestic during the day will look somewhat eerie when submerged in the darkness of night, but the current Qingdu temple is obviously an exception...
It is extremely eerie!
Because now at night, the Qingdu Temple becomes full of people, with shadowy figures moving around. Occasionally, you can hear some chirping from the Taoist temple, which sounds like ghosts crying. There are also people swearing by it.
He said that once when it was foggy at night, he saw several figures who looked like government officials dragging an evil ghost with teeth and claws on chains, and dragged the evil ghost into the Qingdu Temple in the fog.
It is said that someone once passed by Qingdu Temple at night and was so frightened that he fainted on the roadside and was only discovered the next morning.
But strangely enough, this terrifying situation not only did not scare away the people of Chang'an, but on the contrary, it also spawned many brave people who came to explore the vicinity of Qingduguan at night.
Tap tap tap...
Following the footsteps, a scribe wearing a Taoist robe quietly appeared near the back door of Qingdu Temple under the cover of night. He looked around furtively, and after making sure that no one was around, he jumped up.
Climb over the courtyard wall and sneak into the Qingdu Temple.
Just when he climbed over the wall of the Qingdu Temple, in the courtyard next to the Qingdu Temple, a beautiful lady who was lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and sat upright.
"Madam..."
The voice of King Ma Zhou and Ma Bin came from the other side of the bed.
"Why are you up?"
"The slave suddenly remembered,"
Lady Yan turned her face sideways and smiled sweetly at Ma Zhou beside her.
"Lang Jun, the medicine you should take tomorrow morning hasn't been cooked yet..."
"That's right!"
Ma Zhou, who looked haggard, tried to open his eyes and planned to get up too.
"Then I will accompany my wife..."
"No need!"
Lady Yan stretched out a hand and easily pressed Ma Zhou onto the bed.
"Mr. Sir, you have been working too hard just now. It's very hard, so you'd better sleep peacefully. I'll come back when I've finished frying the medicine."
"good!"
Ma was indeed very sleepy on Monday. Secondly, Lady Yan's arms were very strong and he could not struggle. So after hearing this, he did not continue to persist and simply lay down.
"Then Madam, go and come back early!"
"rest assured!"
Lady Yan got up and got out of bed. After turning around, the dress hanging next to her had been tied up around her body and she was dressed neatly.
"A little thing, soon..."
…
At this time, the scribe in Taoist robes who entered Qingdu Temple quietly came out of the west courtyard of Qingdu Temple like a ghost, without disturbing the Taoist priests who were practicing in the courtyard at all.
"Um!"
The scribe closed his eyes, as if sensing something.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the backyard.
"It should be right here!"
Following the words, his figure flashed, jumped up again, and landed on the wall of the courtyard in front of him.
The next moment, an angry female voice appeared in the scribe's ears.
"What a bold thief! He stole the beauty and jade and actually stole it on my head!"
Before he finished speaking, the scribe saw a small white hand appear in front of his eyes and slapped his chest at a speed that he had no time to dodge.
boom!
In an instant, the scribe felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a giant hammer, and his body flew up involuntarily. The world in front of him was spinning, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out.
puff!
"Sister Shangyuan, why did you do it?"
At this moment, the scribe suddenly heard a soft female voice coming from the side.
"Didn't you agree to let me do it? Sister, you can take action in the ordinary world at will. What if it causes the backlash of the dynasty's dragon energy?"
"Originally I planned to endure it for a while, but who would have thought that this pervert would actually want to enter the palace's courtyard..."
Then the scribe heard the voice that said he had stolen fragrance and jade.
"As for whether taking action will cause the Dragon Qi to backfire, sister Zong Qiong, you can rest assured. Since Qingwei came back, I have discovered that as long as I don't use my full strength, the Dynasty Dragon Qi will not notice me.
It's like something blocks the dragon's energy from sensing this place."
"Huh!"
The soft female voice said in surprise.
"Also, how did Qingwei isolate the dragon energy induction?"
"I don't know about this..."
After saying the name Qingwei, the female voice before became softer.
"Perhaps it is some kind of powerful magic weapon. My Taoism is still too low. If the Queen Mother is here, I should be able to see some clues."
"etc……"
After hearing Qingwei's name, the scribe who fell to the ground raised a trembling hand.
"Two fairies, misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding..."
At this time, with the light of the stars and moon in the sky, the scribe could clearly see the two girls appearing next to him. One of them had skin like ice and snow, and a pretty face like a flower. She looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, while the other
She is a beautiful woman who is as gorgeous as a peach and plum, with a curvy figure.
At this time, the beautiful woman who seemed to be a little older said to the girl next to her who was about eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Sister Shangyuan, what did this guy say?"
The eighteen-nine-year-old girl didn't even look at the scribe and waved her hand casually.
"Who cares what this pervert says? Anyway, when Fu Yi and Zhang Daoyuan arrive, just ask them to take this guy for interrogation, and everything will be known."
The scribe raised his hand tremblingly again.
"Two fairies, this is really a misunderstanding..."
Thump thump thump…
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from the direction of the front yard, and then the scribe saw two old men in official uniforms running in from outside with a group of soldiers in armor.
"Fairy Shangyuan, where is that thief?"
"Here! This guy lying on the ground is. This guy has divine power fluctuations on his body. He should be an evil god..."
Lady Yan first pointed at the scribe who fell on the ground, and then said in a teasing tone.
"But then again, Fu Yi and you two have become gods, and you actually came to reinforce like mortals after the accident. What, is it because you can't learn the flying technique, or have you forgotten to use it?"
"this……"
After hearing Yan Zongqiong's words, Fu Yi and Zhang Daoyuan suddenly blushed.
"I've been waiting to become a god for a short time, but I'm still not used to it, so I made the two fairies laugh!"
Then, Zhang Daoyuan turned his head, pointed at the scribe who fell on the ground, and commanded the soldiers behind him.
"Go, let me catch this perverted god who has fallen for himself..."
After hearing Zhang Daoyuan's words, the scribe who fell to the ground suddenly wanted to cry without tears.
"The little god is not a thief, this is really a misunderstanding!"
…
"so……"
Kong Qing, dressed in white, was sitting in his yard, holding the little milk cat in one hand and pressing his temple with the other, looking at the Taoist scribe with a speechless expression.
"You idiot, you just jump over the wall and plan to enter Mrs. Shangyuan's yard? Yufeng Mountain God, do you feel that you are uncomfortable in your life and want to experience the feeling of coming back from the dead?"
The pale-faced Taoist scribe looked aggrieved at this moment. He was holding a Buddhist magical instrument in his hand. Wisps of incense and wish power steamed up from the magical instrument and was sucked in by him.
"Didn't your Lord tell the little god to quietly come to Chang'an to find you without disturbing other people?"
"ha……"
A certain little milk cat opened its mouth, yawned, then looked at the Yufeng Mountain God with contempt, and then looked up at Kong Qing.
In this comparison, it seems that this subordinate of mine is still very smart.
Sure enough, people will die if they compare with others, but do they have to throw away goods when comparing goods?
After hearing what Yufeng Mountain God said, the veins on Kong Qing's forehead twitched, and he resisted the urge to stand up and kick him over.
"Pindao asked you to come in quietly. Didn't he ask you to be a thief all night long, jump over the wall, and go deep into Mrs. Shangyuan's residence? Can't you just walk through the door openly?"
"that……"
The Taoist scribe blinked and replied aggrievedly.
"Isn't it because the little god thinks that there are people coming and going in front of the door, and he is afraid that the news will be leaked and the important matter of your Lord will be ruined?"
Kong Qing closed his eyes silently.
What you said makes sense, but I am speechless.
After a few seconds, Kong Qing sighed slightly, turned around and bowed sincerely to Mrs. Shangyuan who was sitting aside.
"I am not strict with my subordinates. I have disturbed Mrs. Shangyuan. Please ask Mrs. Haihan!"
"It doesn't matter..."
Mrs. Shangyuan looked at Kong Qing with her big, round eyes, brushed her temples with her slender jade fingers, and smiled sweetly.
"But the slave family doesn't know that this prostitute... the mountain god is your subordinate, Mr. Qingwei. The attack was a bit harsh, so he didn't ruin Mr. Lang's affairs, right?"
"It doesn't matter!"
Kong Qing gave Yufeng Mountain God a fierce look.
"Madam, you did a good job. It just so happened that Pindao wanted him to use a bitter trick. If you didn't hit him this time, Pindao would have done it himself."
"That's good!"
Mrs. Shangyuan patted the tall conscience on her chest with her hand and smiled cutely.
"The slave family is still worried that it will delay your affairs, Mr. Lang. In that case, the slave family will be really uneasy."
The God of Yufeng Mountain raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but after looking at the great gods present, he still lowered his head silently and continued to work hard to absorb the power of incense to heal his wounds.
Yan Zongqiong, who was sitting on one side, looked at Mrs. Shangyuan on the left and Kong Qing on the right, with a strange smile on his face.
"Qingwei, you think that in order to help you protect Qingdu Temple, Sister Shangyuan, as an Earth Immortal, directly takes action in the mortal world with the dragon energy of the dynasty. Shouldn't you express this friendship?"
"Oh oh oh..."
Kong Qing stood up with a look of sudden realization and put the little milk cat on his shoulder.
"It should be, it should be...and please, ladies, please stay a little longer."
With that said, Kong Qing turned around and walked towards his room. Not long after, he walked out of the room holding a plate.
"It just so happens that Pindao just got a plate of dessert called Her Royal Highness the Queen's Apple Tarts. It's very exquisite. It would be a waste for a rough guy like Pindao to eat it. I just want to borrow flowers and offer them to the two ladies."