After arranging a bandit and a soldier, Ye Ming returned to the Duke's Mansion leisurely.
The old monk Puzhai sat indoors, holding rosary beads in his hands, meditating and paying no attention to Ye Ming's departure and return.
"The master's profound cultivation is truly remarkable."
Ye Ming praised the old monk Puzhai and then asked,
"Master, don't you want to know what I went out to do?"
"Fellow Taoist Yang is not a very evil person, and what he did should not be evil. In this case, why should the old monk worry about it."
Look, what is a pattern? This is the master's pattern, which is admirable.
Ye Ming clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up to the old monk:
"Oh, I understand. The master must be able to understand the world outside without leaving home, right?"
The old monk Puzhai didn't reply and continued to chant sutras.
Seeing this, Ye Ming opened his eyes slightly:
"No, I just lied and it came out. Master, are you really clairvoyant?"
The old monk Puzhai's reply was obviously more cautious:
"Know a thing or two."
"So, in fact, you know all the secret masters inside and outside the Duke's mansion?
Come on, come on, tell me, besides that Cui'er, who else has given the Duke a green scarf, and who in the house is dissatisfied with the Duke...
It is too troublesome to use fortune telling to calculate these things, and you have to choose targets one by one, which is not as convenient as a master..."
Ye Ming was chattering in the ears of the old monk Puzhai as if he had discovered a treasure.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, a poor monk would never do anything like prying into people's privacy."
"But I remember that if you want to practice Tian Er Tong, you must listen to the voices of the world. Master, if you don't even listen to the affairs of a mere prince's palace, how can you listen to the voices of the people of the world?"
"A poor monk knows how to listen to people's sufferings."
"But there is injustice in the Duke's palace. Why doesn't Master listen?"
"Don't allow the government's affairs to be allowed, and the poor monk will never listen."
"Oh, so you listen to the people's affairs, but you don't listen to the prince's affairs, right?"
The old monk Puzhai did not answer, but was chanting sutras...
"So, what you say about the equality of all living beings is false. In fact, it's still about what others do?"
Hearing Ye Ming's words, the old monk Puzhai couldn't sit still and suddenly opened his eyes.
Ye Ming jumped back, protected his chest with both hands, and looked at the old monk Puzhai with a wary expression:
"What are you doing? Are you going to fall out if you poke a painful spot?"
Unexpectedly, the old monk Puzhai just bowed deeply to Ye Ming:
"The poor monk realizes his mistake. The poor monk should not tell lies. In fact, the poor monk will listen to everyone."
Ye Ming heard this and patted his thigh:
"Let me just say, no one can resist the temptation to eavesdrop on other people's secrets, especially after having such convenient magical powers, how can you resist it!"
He immediately grabbed the old monk Puzhai and asked him to tell the secrets of the Duke's mansion.
But the old monk righteously refused, saying that he would not gossip about people behind their backs.
When Ye Ming heard this, he said it was no problem, so he would take him to Duke Shou and let him talk to him face to face.
The old monk refused again, saying that it would be more inappropriate to talk about people's shortcomings in person.
He refused to say it, and Ye Ming kept annoying him.
However, Ye Ming's speech has its own "magic sound". Even if he is sitting and chanting sutras, every word Ye Ming says will be clearly poured into his mind.
After being annoyed by the old monk Puzhai for a long time, but seeing that he refused to talk, Ye Ming decided to go out to do some other things first, and then come back to "cook the eagle".
...
In the inn, Lei Ling caught and released a mouse out of boredom, and looked around boredly.
Hey, there are a lot of rats outside, and there are also several rat spirits. I really want to go out and eat...
No, I really want to go out and eliminate harm for the people!
Lei Ling looked at the rat that was frightened to death and threw the dead rat away without interest.
Ye Guo was lying on the bed coughing, and Mai Sui was making medicine for her, but this could only relieve the pain, but not cure it.
Lei Ling was also helpless about this. Considering Ye Guo's young age, it might be difficult to cure him. It is estimated that Ye Guo would be diagnosed with this disease within a year and a half at most.
I don’t know what the big devil was thinking. He saved people, but couldn’t find a way to treat them. He did other things all day long and didn’t care about this.
While Lei Ling was thinking countless thoughts, a voice sounded:
"Why do I always feel like someone is talking bad about me behind my back?"
Lei Ling turned around and saw that Ye Ming was back, and was a little excited. Then she realized that her reaction was inappropriate, rolled her eyes, and jumped to lie down on the cabinet nearby.
Maisui was also happy to see Ye Ming coming back. She pulled Ye Ming's sleeve and pointed at the wild fruits on the bed:
"She's coughing more wildly."
Ye Ming walked to the bed and checked Ye Guo's body, and found that her condition had indeed worsened.
"I have done calculations for her, and there should be a turnaround in the near future. But why did the turnaround not happen? Instead, her condition worsened..."
Ye Ming murmured to himself, wondering if he had made a mistake.
The hexagram for wild fruit was calculated again, and it was found that the hexagram was still the same, and there would be a turn for the better in the near future.
"Is it because I have been staying here all this time, unable to contact the outside world, and unable to trigger the so-called turning point?"
Thinking of this, Ye Ming looked at Maisui:
"Let's go, I'll take you to the Duke's Mansion to eat and drink delicious food."
He did as he was told and immediately went to the innkeeper to check out and planned to leave.
The innkeeper was very reluctant to leave. Ever since Jing Hao and his entourage left the day before yesterday, there had been a wave of guests staying here. Now that they have left, the inn is empty again.
After bidding farewell to the inn, Ye Ming set up a donkey cart and took the two children straight to the Duke's Mansion.
Everyone in the Duke's mansion had seen Ye Ming in the past few days. Knowing that this was the guest of the Duke, they did not dare to stop him and allowed Ye Ming to lead people in.
On the other hand, Lei Ling was given a leave by Ye Ming because the Duke's Mansion had many arrangements for monsters and it was difficult to get in.
This made Lei Ling so happy that she immediately ran towards the rat spirit she had fallen in love with...
It’s strange, why do these rats like to circle around the City God’s Temple? Moreover, why are there no guards on duty near the majestic City God’s Temple?
After Lei Ling caught a rat spirit, she looked at the Chenghuang Temple curiously and asked the captured rat spirit directly.
It's a pity that this mouse's spiritual cultivation is still shallow, and he only has the intelligence of a child of a few years old. He only knows that coming here is beneficial, but he doesn't know why he comes here.
Not to mention other ordinary mice.
Just as Lei Ling was thinking about finding other channels to ask, she saw someone coming in a sedan from a distance.
When the sedan arrived outside the City God's Temple, they saw a fat-headed, big-eared, luxuriously dressed young man getting off the sedan, being supported by a beautiful woman's arm.
"Sir, the City God's Temple is right in front of me, which gives the slave family nightmares!"
The beautiful woman swayed and spoke in a coquettish tone.
After hearing this, the fat man who was called "Gongzi" looked at the Chenghuang Temple and said:
"Beauty, please don't fool me. How could this immortal from the City God's Temple cause you to have nightmares?"
“Young Master~~God, that’s what humans have become, and they’re human beings, aren’t they all lustful?
The god wanted to take advantage of the slave's family in the dream. If the slave's family refused, he would beat the slave's family..."
The beauty expressed her grievances with tears in her eyes,
"That's all, since the master doesn't sympathize with the slave family's difficulties, the slave family will just let the evil god in the dream bully them, wuwu~~"
Seeing the beauty crying, the fat man quickly opened his mouth to coax the beauty, but he couldn't coax her well no matter what.
"Okay, okay, isn't it just a clay sculpture of the Mao God?
I am the son of the current prince, look at me venting my anger on a beauty! "
As the fat man said, he was about to enter the City God's Temple with the beauty.
But the beauty refused to go in:
"Sir, the slave family is afraid of that evil god!
You go in first and deal with that evil god, otherwise I won't dare to go in. "
Seeing this, the fat-headed young man felt that he could not let the beauty look down on him, so he straightened his back immediately:
"Okay, beauty, just wait and watch me vent my anger on you!"
With that said, he strode towards the City God's Temple.
The beauty just stood a dozen steps outside the Chenghuang Temple, never taking a step forward.
When Lei Ling saw the beauty in the dark, she recognized that she was transformed by a monster. She also had a lot of evil power in her body, and she had obviously harmed many people.
While Lei Ling was observing the beauty, there was no change on the surface of the beauty, but in fact, it was a blinding trick, leaving a phantom in place, and the real body turned to look at Lei Ling.
"Friend, are you coming with us?"
The beauty looked at Lei Ling questioningly.
While she was talking, two more monsters walked out from the surrounding houses, one looking like an old man and the other looking like a boy.
The three demons vaguely surrounded Lei Ling in the middle.
Seeing this, Lei Ling knew that this matter could not go well, but she was not afraid. Although there were three opponents, if there was a fight, it was not certain who would win.
The three demons couldn't understand how Ling Ling's cultivation was. They didn't launch an attack immediately. They all wanted to wait for the results in the City God's Temple...
The fat-headed young master took four evil slaves into the Temple of the City God. When he saw the tall statue of the City God, he felt scared unconsciously and subconsciously wanted to go and burn a stick of incense.
But as soon as his feet moved, he realized that he was here to vent his anger on the beauty, not to worship God.
Just looking at the statue of the City God, he was a little afraid to do anything.
He looked back outside and found that the beauty was looking here motionless.
Face, for a man’s face...
The fat-headed young man decided to teach the local city god a lesson and let him know who was boss and who was second.
When the fat-headed young master came in, he attracted the attention of the temple Zhu, who felt it was inappropriate to see that he did not offer incense but kept staring at the gods.
Miao Zhu came forward and asked the fat-headed young master what he was doing here.
The fat-headed young master ignored the temple blessings at all, just thinking about how to teach the city god a lesson.
At this moment, the fat-headed young man who was staring at the statue of the City God suddenly heard a sharp and terrifying sound in his ears.
"Who do I think I am? It turns out to be a dead fat pig. Why don't you bow down obediently when you see this god?"
The fat-headed young man was very surprised when he heard this;
"Are you the local city god?"
The evil voice replied:
"It's this God who is so damn fat pig in front of me, and he still doesn't kneel down and kowtow!"
"I hate it when people say I'm fat!"
The fat-headed young man gritted his teeth and said.
"Why should I care about the thoughts of ordinary people like you? Now, kneel down and kowtow immediately!"
The fat-headed young master has always been lawless in his actions. After hearing what this "god" said, he became furious.
Looking left and right, he kicked over the desk in front of the statue.
Miao Zhu was shocked when he saw this and was about to step forward to stop him.
But he was held down by the four evil slaves of the fat-headed young master and could not stop him.
"Mortal boy, be brave!"
The evil voice seemed to be "angry" and cursed the fat man.
Upon hearing this, the fat-headed young man felt that he had done the right thing, and he was beaten again.
"It's an ignorant act of a child, and you want to hurt this god with just this trick?
The sword of this god is still there and the golden body does not fall, so there is nothing to fear.
When it gets dark tonight, I will kill your whole family in my dream! "
These words completely irritated the fat-headed young man.
"The sword, right? The golden body, right?"
The furious fat-headed young man called two evil slaves, climbed up the ladder in the temple, climbed to the statue of the god, looked at the sword in the incense burner, and was about to pull out the sword.
At this time, a weak and anxious man's voice sounded in his ears again.
"Sir, no, I am my city god, and I am the monster bullying you. Don't be fooled!"
The evil voice also sounded:
"Master, the little god is wrong. The little god will never dare to offend you again. Master, don't draw your sword, don't draw your sword!"
The fat-headed young man was stunned when he heard two voices ringing in his ears, but he was afraid of drawing his sword when he heard the evil voices, which immediately aroused his strong rebellious psychology.
You won't let me, right?
I want it!
Thinking of this, the fat-headed young man pulled out the sword.
Not only did he pull it out, he got the sword and stabbed it in the eye of the statue of the City God.
Vaguely, the fat-headed young man seemed to hear a scream.
The fat-headed young man was even more excited when he saw this.
He struck the statue with his sword continuously, and finally pushed hard with both hands, causing the statue's head to fall off.
At the same time as the statue's head fell, billowing black smoke suddenly came out of the incense burner in the statue's hand, and an evil voice laughed wildly, "Jie Jie Jie".
"Jiejiejie, finally, finally out of trouble! Jiejiejie!"
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