After rebirth, the prince will fight in the house for me

Chapter 23

It took a whole day's drive from Qujia Village to Xuandu Temple, but under Qu Yunchu's urging, the Lu family's chariots and horses finally arrived at the temple that night.

"What a good time."

Qu Yunchu walked ahead, looking at the gloomy sky, it was indeed the time to do great things.

She had to give her nimble-nosed master a surprise.

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Ji Zhen took the lead and got people to light a lot of torches to follow her.

Seeing that Ke Yan took out a thick robe from the carriage, he left some people to guard the carriage at the foot of the mountain, and he and Ke Yan walked side by side behind.

"What kind of stimulation did the young lady get when she went to Qujiacun today? She didn't want to stop on the way but she had to rush all night to see Xuandu."

Jizhen didn't know what happened in the village today, so she tentatively asked Keyan.

"It's not that exciting. I just had a quarrel and saved someone. I thought the lady was very happy, but when she came out, she was crying again. After that, she started clamoring to come to the Taoist Temple as soon as possible."

Ke Yan explained in a straightforward manner.

"It must be that the villagers of Qujia Village bullied the young lady."

A stern look appeared in Ji Zhen's eyes: "When I go back, I will lead people to destroy Qujia Village."

"Hmph, you really deserve to hang out with my uncle."

But Yan Man glared at him contemptuously, was speechless, left him and went after Miss.

This master and servant are both cruel and ruthless, they will take people's lives every second, it is really hateful.

If my uncle hadn't killed many people in Qu's Village, why would Miss be embarrassed when she went to the village.

After striding over to Qu Yunchu, Keyan put the robe in her hand on her body.

"It's cold at night, Miss, you should wear thicker clothes."

But Qu Yunchu took off his robe and put it back on her body absent-mindedly.

Her gaze has been paying attention to the wind and grass in the dark night. When she looked around, she saw several black shadows passing halfway up the mountain and then disappearing suddenly.

She knew that it was Qu Cong who had really attracted evil spirits here.

It was just that the sky was getting darker, almost suffocating, which made her realize more clearly that these evil spirits had a lot to do with them.

Xuandu Guan has been unknown for more than two hundred years since the great ancestor worshiped Buddhism and destroyed Taoism. Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, it is time for it to show its new face.

Otherwise, even the evil spirits would not take this broken Taoist temple seriously.

Blowing a long ghost whistle into the night sky, Qu Yunchu shouted: "Come out, why hide and hide, you are already a yin person, do you still want to be the king of the yin?"

The voice fell, and there was only an empty echo in the valley.

But Yan, Ji Zhen and the others were confused and stared at her blankly.

Who?
Who is it called?

While hesitating, there was a strong wind on the mountainside, and the torches in the hands of the servants were extinguished immediately, and the crowd immediately fell into a burst of panic.

"Don't panic, everyone, just stay where you are and don't move."

Qu Yunchu raised his eyes to look at the top of the mountain, and deliberately raised his voice:

"It's okay if I can't protect you elsewhere. If I still make you suffer when you come to Jiuyun Mountain, wouldn't it make some people lose their face?"

"Miss, what's going on, slave? I'm suddenly so scared."

But Yan has never seen the young lady look like this.

In the past, she was unwilling to pester Young Master Yanchao, which was at best unruly.

She has only one word to describe this nagging look.

Neuropathy.

Ji Zhen also looked around, only to feel that the gust of wind was very strange. He took out the torch, but no matter what, he couldn't light the fire at all, and the surrounding was swishing and icy cold.

"Young lady."

Before Ji Zhen shouted, he heard a faint voice coming from the empty valley.

"Sinister, you deliberately don't want to let the teacher be pure."

Then, a group of white things floated in the sky.

"What a big bird, there are dozens of them."

Ke Yan couldn't help being amazed.

Ji Zhen frowned: "Is it possible that it is a crane, a crane?"

"This guy has a lot of vision."

The two of them were watching intently when a white shadow suddenly appeared behind them.

But Yan Wensheng turned his head and looked, only to see a tall and tall figure with a fairy figure appearing out of thin air in the snow. Under the reflection of the snow light, that beautiful silhouette stood in front of his eyes, with elegant clothes, very charming.

Ke Yan was dumbfounded: "You... Where are you from?"

The man pointed at the white cranes that were falling one after another: "Of course he came on a crane."

As he said that, he leaned over and asked anxiously: "How is it, is this appearance handsome?"

"Ah."

Keyan looked at this man who didn't seem too serious and nodded sarcastically.

Stretching out his hand to touch the falling white dove, he suddenly looked surprised again: "Hey, why are these cranes made of paper?"

"Nonsense, who really can afford it."

The man rolled his eyes at Qu Yunchu in annoyance: "If someone could make more progress, I wouldn't be so depressed. Even his appearance is so shabby."

Qu Yunchu snorted coldly, full of contempt, and sat down casually.

This white-haired Taoist priest who has not lost his youthful appearance is none other than her master Hongzhen, a centenarian, but still has fair hair and a youthful appearance.

At first glance, he looks like a gentleman from Moshang, but after careful contact, he is an old urchin.

Looking at the pitch-black surroundings, Hongzhen could vaguely smell the smoke and fire, and scolded dissatisfiedly, "How can you turn off the torches that lead the way when you go up the mountain in the middle of the night?"

After the words fell, he waved his hand lightly into the air: "Here comes the fire."

However, after waiting for a while, the torch was not lit.

He exerted more strength and waved his hand in the air several times, but still the torch could not be lit.

"Hey, it's too cold, everyone, don't mind."

Then he pretended to be calm and told Ji Zhen: "Take the people up the mountain quickly, remember, don't look back."

Ji Zhen was at a loss, not knowing what tricks the old Taoist was playing.

Qu Yunchu felt that things were not as simple as he expected, and immediately told Keyan: "Follow Ji Zhen and go up the mountain first."

"What about you, miss?"

But Yan was completely confused. This Xuandu Temple was really not a place for people to come. It was just that the people he met were not serious. Even the young lady became weird and abnormal.

"No need to ask."

Qu Yunchu waved to Ji Zhen and Keyan and urged: "Go quickly."

The two looked at each other in disbelief, and had no choice but to lead the boys to continue climbing to the top of the mountain using the light from the white snow.

When only the master and the apprentice were left on the mountainside, Hongzhen counted with his fingers and couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing. Disciple, your chance has come."

"Ahem, you still know that I am your disciple."

Qu Yunchu felt sour: "I am the young wife of the Lu family now, the Taoist priest must not admit that I am the wrong person."

"Rebirth in Nirvana is just a rebirth. Do you think you will be blind if you change your vest and become a teacher?"

Hongzhen smiled lightly, as if she didn't care about the destruction of her body.

Qu Yunchu is not in the mood to discuss this matter with him at the moment, Qu Cong has not yet appeared, the mountain is already surrounded by Yin Qi, even the usually lazy Master has raised his vigilance, she dare not be careless.

"What does Master say my chance refers to?"

The two guarded their surroundings, and Qu Yunchu asked a puzzled question.

Hongzhen asked back: "What is the reason why our Lanhua lineage can pass on in this turbulent political situation?"

"Naturally, it is a non-competition with the world, just muddle along."

Qu Yunchu replied warmly and rolled his eyes at him.

"wrong."

Hongzhen shook his fingers leisurely: "The most important thing is that each head must find a direct disciple to take over the mantle."

Qu Yunchu suddenly realized.

She had forgotten this point. Lan Hua's lineage has always paid attention to inheritance. If there is no successor, even if he has accumulated merits, he will not be able to become a saint.

Hey, are you going to accept disciples?
(End of this chapter)