Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 417 Little God is not a thief, this is a misunderstanding, misunderstanding

Generally speaking, temples and temples that look magnificent during the daytime will look a bit eerie and terrifying when they are submerged in the night, but the current Qingdu Temple is obviously an exception...

It is particularly eerie!
Because now at night, the Qingdu temple becomes full of people, moving around indistinctly, and occasionally you can hear some chirping sounds from the Taoist temple, which seem to be like ghosts crying.Another person swears that he once saw a few figures who looked like yamen servants dragging an evil ghost with teeth and claws with iron chains, and dragged the evil ghost into Qingdu temple in the fog.

It is said that someone once passed by the Qingdu Temple at night, but was so frightened that he passed out on the side of the road and was only discovered the next morning.

But it's strange to say that this kind of horrible situation not only didn't scare the people of Chang'an away, on the contrary, it also gave birth to many brave and fat guys to come to explore the vicinity of Qingduguan at night.

stomping on...

Following the sound of footsteps, a scribe in Taoist robe quietly appeared near the back door of Qingdu Temple in the dark, looked around furtively, and after confirming that there was no one around, he jumped up, Climb over the courtyard wall and sneak into the Qingdu Temple.

Just when he climbed over the courtyard wall of Qingdu Temple, in the courtyard next to Qingdu Temple, a beautiful woman who was lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, and sat up straight.

"Miss..."

From the other side of the bed came the voice of King Ma Zhou and Ma Bin.

"Why did you get up?"

"The servant suddenly remembered,"

Lady Yan turned her face to the side and smiled Yanran at Ma Zhou beside her.

"Lang Jun, the medicine you should take tomorrow morning hasn't been cooked yet..."

"That's right!"

The haggard Ma Zhou tried to open his eyes and planned to follow suit.

"Then I will accompany my wife..."

"No need!"

Lady Yan stretched out a hand, and easily pressed Ma Zhou on the bed.

"Your Majesty was overworked and worked very hard just now. I'd better sleep peacefully and come back when the medicine is ready."

"it is good!"

Ma Yilai was indeed very sleepy, and Madam Yan's arms were very strong, so he couldn't move, so after hearing the words, he didn't continue to persevere, and simply lay down.

"That lady, go early and come back early!"

"rest assured!"

Lady Yan got up and got out of bed, and after turning around, the dress hanging beside her was tied around her body, and she was neatly dressed.

"A little thing, soon..."

……

At this time, the scribe in Taoist robe who entered Qingdu Temple quietly came out from the west courtyard of Qingdu Temple like a ghost, without disturbing the Taoist priests who were practicing in the courtyard.

"Ok!"

Scribe closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and looked towards the backyard.

"It should be right here!"

With the voice, 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 ear.

"What a bold thief, stealing incense and jade has actually been stolen from Bengong's head!"

Before he finished speaking, the scribe saw a tender white hand appearing 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 upside down involuntarily, and the sky spun in front of his eyes, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out directly.

puff!
"Sister Shangyuan, why did you do it?"

At this time, the scribe suddenly heard a soft female voice coming from the side.

"Didn't you agree to let my sister come and let me come? Sister, you can do whatever you want in the common world. If it causes the backlash of the dynasty's dragon spirit, it will be good!"

"Originally, I planned to endure it, but who would have thought that this pervert would actually want to enter my courtyard..."

Then the scribe heard the voice that said that he was stealing incense and jade.

"As for whether the attack will cause the dragon's energy to bite back, you can rest assured, sister Zongqiong. Ever since Qingwei came back, I have discovered that as long as I don't use my full strength, the dynasty's dragon energy will not notice me. It's like something is blocking Long Qi's perception of this place."

"what!"

The soft female voice said in surprise.

"And this thing, how did Qingwei manage to isolate the dragon's energy?"

"I don't know about this palace..."

After saying the name Qingwei, the female voice from before also softened.

"Maybe it's some kind of powerful magic weapon. My level is still too low. If the queen mother is here, I should be able to see some clues."

"and many more……"

After hearing Qingwei's name, the scribe who fell on the ground tremblingly raised a hand.

"You two fairies, misunderstood! This is a misunderstanding..."

At this time, with the light of the stars and the moon in the sky, the scribes could see clearly the two girls who appeared next to them. One of them had ice-like skin and a pretty face like a flower. She looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, while the other She is as gorgeous as a peach and plum, a beautiful woman with a curvy figure.

At this time, I saw that beautiful woman who seemed to be a little older said to the eighteen-year-old girl next to her.

"Sister Shangyuan, what did this guy say?"

The girl who was eighteen or nineteen didn't even look at the scribe, and waved her hand casually.

"Who cares what this prostitute says, anyway, after Fu Yi and Zhang Daoyuan arrive, let them take this guy for interrogation, and then they will know everything."

The scribe tremblingly raised his hand again.

"You two fairies, this is really a misunderstanding..."

beep, beep...

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 with a group of soldiers in armor.

"Fairy Shangyuan, where is that prostitute?"

"Here! The one lying on the ground is this one. 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 having said that, both of you, Fu Yi, have become gods. After the accident, you came to reinforce like a mortal. Why, did you not learn the flying technique, or did you forget to use it?"

"This one……"

After hearing Yan Zongqiong's words, Fu Yi and Zhang Daoyuan blushed immediately.

"The old man has waited to become a god for a long time, and he is still not used to it. It made the two fairies laugh!"

Then, Zhang Daoyuan turned his head, pointed at the scribe who fell on the ground, and directed the soldiers behind him.

"Go, let me arrest this self-willed and depraved lecherous god..."

After hearing Zhang Daoyuan's words, the scribe who fell on the ground wanted to cry without tears.

"The little god is not a prostitute, this is really a misunderstanding!"

……

"so……"

Kong Qing, who was dressed in white, was sitting in his yard, holding the kitten in one hand, and pressing his temple with the other, looking at the scribe in Taoist attire speechlessly.

"You idiot just jumped over the wall and entered Madam Shangyuan's yard? God of Yufeng Mountain, do you feel uncomfortable living and want to experience the feeling of being resurrected from death?"

The ashen-faced scribe in Taoist attire looked aggrieved at this time, holding a Buddhist magic weapon in his hand, strands of incense and vow power evaporated from the magic weapon, and he sucked it in.

"Didn't the lord tell the little god to let the little god quietly enter Chang'an to find you, so as not to disturb other people?"

"what……"

A certain little milk cat opened its mouth, yawned, then looked at Yufeng Mountain God with disdainful eyes, and then looked up at Kong Qing.

With such a comparison, it seems that this subordinate of his is still very smart.

Sure enough, if people compare themselves, they will die, and if they compare goods, they will have to throw them away?
After hearing Yufeng Mountain God's words, the blue veins on Kong Qing's forehead twitched, resisting the urge to get up and kick the opponent.

"Pindao asked you to come in quietly. Didn't he let you be a thief at night, jump over the wall, and go deep into Mrs. Shangyuan's residence. Couldn't you just walk through the door openly?"

"that……"

The Taoist scribe blinked, but still replied aggrievedly.

"Isn't this little god thinking that there are people coming and going in front of the door, and he is afraid that the news will be leaked, which will ruin your important business, my lord?"

Kong Qing closed his eyes silently.

What you said makes sense, but Pindao is speechless.

A few seconds later, Kong Qing sighed slightly, turned around and sincerely bowed to Mrs. Shangyuan who was sitting on the side.

"The impoverished way is lax, disturbing Mrs. Shangyuan, please also please Mrs. Haihan!"

"It's okay..."

Mrs. Shangyuan stared at Kong Qing with big and round eyes, brushed her slender fingers over her temples, and smiled sweetly.

"It's just that I don't know about this obscenity... The mountain god is your subordinate, Mr. Qingwei, and the attack is a bit harsher. It's not something that hurt you, Mr. Qingwei!"

"It's ok!"

Kong Qing gave Yufeng Mountain God a hard look.

"Ma'am, you played well. It happened that Pindao wanted him to use bitter tricks. If you didn't hit this one, Pindao would do it himself."

"That's good!"

Mrs. Shangyuan patted the towering conscience on her chest with her hand, and smiled cutely.

"The slave family is still worried that it will delay your affairs, Mr. Lang. If that happens, the slave family will really feel uneasy."

Yufeng mountain god raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but looked at the several great gods present, and still lowered his head silently, continuing to absorb the power of incense and fire 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, in order to help you protect Qingdu Temple, Sister Shangyuan, as an Earth Immortal, directly fights against the Dragon Qi of the Dynasty. Shouldn't you show this friendship?"

"Oh oh oh..."

Kong Qing stood up with a face of sudden realization, and put the little milk cat on his shoulder.

"It should be, it should be... I ask the two ladies to stay longer."

Saying that, Kong Qing turned around and walked towards his own room, and walked out of the room holding a plate after a while.

"It just so happened that Pindao just got a plate of dessert called Her Majesty's Apple Tart. It is very delicate, and it would be a waste to give it to a vulgar person like Pindao. I happened to borrow flowers and present Buddha to the two ladies."

(End of this chapter)