At sunset, Yu Changkong stood at the gate of Li City and looked into the city. He was dressed in a dark robe, which made his appearance even more outstanding, attracting people entering the city to look over curiously.
Young Master He is so extraordinary.
"Sir, it's time to go." Uncle Qian urged.
They were supposed to go out early in the morning, but they were delayed all day. He knew that the young master was waiting for Qin Liuxi.
But the other party did not show up. They sent people to Qingping Temple to inquire. The people in the temple also said that she had gone out for something.
Yu Changkong stood with his hands behind his hands, watching the setting sun. He finally turned around, stepped on the footstool, and was about to get in the car when a flash of yellow-white caught his eye from the corner of his eye.
He turned around and saw a paper figure appearing from mid-air. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the small paper figure fell into his palm.
Yu Changkong smiled, twisted it, turned it over, and wrote a safe journey.
The little paper man was so naive that he moved his limbs in his hand, got up again, and waved his hands, as if he was saying goodbye on behalf of someone.
"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Changkong poked the little paper man's head with his fingertips and took it onto the carriage.
He glanced at the gate of Li City, knocked on the wall of the carriage, and said, "Let's go."
See you later.
The setting sun gradually fell back, and the people left.
Far away in Qingzhou Fucheng, the setting sun also dyed some buildings in the city golden red. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and hawkers carrying burdens were rushing home.
The old man who sold the candy put the small stool in the basket, packed up everything, picked up the burden and headed home.
He was about to take a shortcut home as usual, but Qin Liuxi's words suddenly came to his mind.
The old man glanced at the alley, thought for a moment, went into the grocery store nearby, and bought a bag of brown sugar and a few sundries.
Boom.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the alley, which attracted people around to look around. However, they saw that a wall in the alley had collapsed for some reason, blocking the alley.
The groceries in the old man's hand fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and with trembling lips he asked the grocery store manager: "What, what time is it?"
"It's the end of Shen Shi. Oops, this wall collapsed. Old Man Tang, don't you always walk here and turn to your house? If you hadn't happened to come in to buy something, I'm afraid..."
The old man's legs weakened, he knelt on the ground, stared at the alley, and murmured: "Accurate, so accurate, a god, she must be a god. Old man, have I met a god?"
The shopkeeper looked at him looking so arrogant, kneeling and worshiping, and thought he was intimidated, so he couldn't help but shake his head.
But everyone would be frightened. Who would have thought that this wall would collapse when it was fine? The old man would walk through this alley every day to close his stall. If he hadn't come in to buy something today, he would have been buried in it.
Qin Liuxi and Si Lengyue walked to Si's house and suddenly made a sound. They felt that there was something extra on the spiritual platform and couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong?" Si Lengyue saw her pause and asked curiously.
Qin Liuxi knocked on the door and said, "Nothing, there is one more believer."
Si Lengyue asked: "Is it important to you to have many followers?"
"You are also a descendant of a wizard. Don't you know the importance of believers? The more believers there are and there are daily offerings, the belief will fall into personal merit. The more beliefs, the deeper the magic power, which is closely related to practice." Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Although there are many Xuanmen Taoists, not everyone has deep magic power. It all depends on personal practice, belief strength, merit and even understanding."
The people's faith will turn into power and fall on the being being worshiped.
Just like the mountain god of a mountain or the river god of a river, they both need faith and worship from the people. If there is no worship, it means no more trust.
If the people no longer trust a mountain god and river god, then that god will fall.
Yes, if the last faith is lost, God will also fall.
Si Lengyue said: "In the past fifty years, our Si family has no witchcraft power anymore."
Qin Liuxi said: "But there are wizards in Dafeng, so it's impossible to lose faith."
Si Lengyue said calmly: "Fifty years ago, the last wizard in the Si family with witchcraft power established a family rule not to pass on witchcraft to future generations. At that time, she only had one daughter. She established this rule in hopes that It would be a pity if the descendants no longer practice witchcraft and the curse will be broken without attack."
Even if the Si family no longer practices witchcraft, future generations will still die young.
"It doesn't matter whether you practice witchcraft or not. Generations have changed, and the Si family does not rely on this to make a living. As you said, the sins committed by the Si family a hundred years ago should be dispelled by this so-called magic to repay this karma."
Qin Liuxi entered Si's house and said, "Go back to your physical body first. Being away from the soul for a long time is not a good thing. It would also be troublesome to be possessed again like last time."
Si Lengyue suddenly remembered the scene where she ate and vomited, her face changed several times, and she said, "Then I'll go there first."
Qin Liuxi nodded with a smile, watched her go, and glanced at the Si family wall.
There was a ghostly shadow disappearing in a swoosh.
Go quickly, go quickly, that violent evil spirit is here again.
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Wang family.
Mr. Wang was drinking the lean meat water that Qin Liuxi mentioned. It had just been stewed and was just as she said. Only a few grains of salt were sprinkled on it. The soup was clear and sweet.
Beside him, there was a boy reporting back what he saw when he was getting medicine outside.
"...It was also a coincidence that when I went to the Palace of Eternal Life to get the medicine, I happened to see Master Buqiu leaving. He also heard the gossip of the clerk in the Palace of Eternal Life. After some inquiring, I found out that the man who saved the little girl was not the one who saved the little girl. It pissed off the Third Grandma of the Tu family." The boy told the prince the gossip he had heard: "I heard that the Third Grandma of the Tu family is willing to pay ten times the price for the jade snow skin, and she won't let it go without asking the master."
The prince frowned.
Wang Zheng also frowned and said: "Grandpa, this is not the first time that Tu Jiu has injured someone with his horse. He has also kicked someone to death, all for money. I didn't expect that it would happen again now, and she was still a little girl. Tu Jiu also kicked someone to death. The family is really indulging him more and more, being so rampant, thinking that Qingzhou’s capital city is high and the emperor is far away, so it will not be easy for him to be impeached by the censor? "
The head of the Tu family served as the Minister of Taipu Temple in the middle of the capital, and the uncle of the Tu family served in the house in the middle of the capital. The people in other houses either worked outside or lived in their old houses in Qingzhou Fucheng.
The prince nodded at the table and said, "What else did you think of?"
Wang Zhengdao: "Grandma Tu San is willing to pay a high price to buy the jade snow skin. I'm afraid it's for the birthday of the imperial concubine. She will also have a birthday at the end of winter. My grandson heard that the jade snow skin can only be found at Jiuxuan Auction Hall. , but she didn’t expect that the Eternal Life Palace in Qingzhou City also had the goods, so it’s no wonder she refused to let it go.”
"Yes, for such a rare good thing, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Palace of Eternal Life must be a rare commodity to live in. What's interesting is that even if Grandma Tu San was willing to pay ten times the price, the Palace of Eternal Life would not sell it, and would only give it to Master Buqiu." Wang Gong chose. She frowned and asked him, "What does this mean?"
Wang Zheng was startled, what does that mean?
That female crown has a relationship with the Palace of Eternal Life, and the relationship is not shallow.
(End of chapter)
