Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 119 Chapter 119
After a long sigh, Yang Fan closed his eyes and began to mutter, "With my surname, I will give you your name. From now on, judges will pass through the Yin Road. If there are ghosts, please ask your wife to entrust you. I invite the gods, and I will ask you to come here." Cut the evil Luo."

Battering, whispering.

This is both a wish and an oath.

According to legend, unmarried women are helpless in the underworld and are bullied by old ghosts and evil spirits because they cannot stand up to receive incense. Therefore, in a sense, dark marriage is to protect unmarried girls from being bullied by evil spirits in the underworld.

Yang Fan is actually not superstitious. To do this dark marriage, one is to fulfill Qi Fan's wish; For peace of mind.

One night in the bridal chamber, but no joy at all.

The door opened, and Yang Fan walked out neither sad nor happy.

Cheng Qing, who was extremely concerned, took the lead, and whispered: "Husband... are you okay?" But he didn't know how to say it.This night, Yang Fan was chanting scriptures in the room, and they all listened to them clearly outside.

Yang Fan was a little tired and said: "It's okay! I'm not a demon, I'm reading the Taoist scriptures given by my master."

Cheng Qing nodded, and said carefully: "Your hair?" There was obviously a bunch of black hair missing from that head.

Yang Fan said: "Married couples, cut hair to keep company. Hair can grow again, but it's a pity that Yiren no longer has any."

Cheng Qing: "What's next?"

Yang Fan said: "Qi Fan is buried, we are on our way."

Cheng Qing: "Don't you keep the top seven?"

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "Let her be buried beautifully. If she can wake up, what's the point of staying there for seven years? If she can't survive, what's the point of delaying for seven days? We have to get to Lanling County as soon as possible, To spend more money is to save one more person.”

Cheng Qing: "Listen to you."

On the hill behind the house, a solitary grave was erected not long after, and a stone tablet in front of the grave read: Yang Fan's wife, Qi Fan.

The girls pack their bags.

Yang Fan and Ge Lao, who had read the scriptures all night, stood in front of the grave and burned paper money.

Yang Fan: "Tell me, is she a silly girl?"

Ge Laodao: "If you like it, you will be stupid."

Yang Fan: "Emotion is something that lowers IQ."

Ge Lao: "It's beautiful like this."

Yang Fan nodded, and said softly: "Compared with her beauty, my cleverness really pales in comparison, and I can't bear to look at it directly."

Ge Lao: "If you are smart, there will be few smart people in the world."

Yang Fan said: "You are flattering me."

Ge Lao: "When did you know my identity?"

Yang Fan said: "You took so much money from the people, it's normal if you didn't catch it, and it's possible if you didn't find out, but why didn't the people complain, why didn't the government intervene?"

Ge Lao opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly realized.

Yang Fan continued: "With your state, most of you are idle clouds, wild cranes, and masters outside the world. If you say that there are heroes of the country who serve the country and the people, it is not impossible, but there is no hermit master who is as familiar with geography as you are. You say this reason?"

Ge Lao nodded and said: "What the Second Young Master said is true, but how can you be sure that I belong to the First Young Master?"

Yang Fan: "Because you called my wife Xiao Qi."

Ge Lao nodded suddenly.

The wax torch hangs tears, and the ghost paper shakes.

The two chatted in detail for a long time, but they didn't know what they talked about.When the cards were not issued, Mr. Ge left a pack of bank notes, parted ways, and left.

The carriage rolled forward. At this moment, Luo Po was sitting behind, and Tong Tong was driving, and Yang Fan was practicing hard in the carriage.

Xinshang is unhappy, so I won't say much for now.

At that time, Feng Qingyang traveled three hundred miles for three days, killed five waves of spies, and finally arrived in Chuanzhou.

It is said that the folk customs in Chuanzhou are tough, martial arts and combative, and it has been a blessed place for conscription in all dynasties.

Feng Qingyang is still slovenly and sloppy, he probably doesn't have time to tidy up himself.

Seeing a roadside food stall, I went straight in to start a tip.

Seeing how poor he was, the proprietress of the roadside stall yelled with her hands on her hips, "Smelly beggar, do you have money? Dare to sit down."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "There are some."

The proprietress said: "Don't tell lies. If you want to eat a king's meal, be careful that I will call you a scumbag. Just ask, I am a second wife with peach blossoms." The man behind pulled her sleeve, He said submissively: "Okay, okay, how can he lie to us as a down-and-out old man? Even if he eats us a bowl of rice, it won't hurt, it won't get in the way."

Feng Qingyang looked at it with a smile, and ordered by himself.

Mao Erniang raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes, and said angrily: "You said it lightly, isn't a bowl of rice money? One table is free, and three business deals are for free. Seeing your obedient stupidity, no wonder I have been poor with you all my life."

The boss winked, half concealing and half embarrassing: "Okay, okay, don't talk, you can't keep your voice down."

Mao Erniang: "Speak softly, you think I'm you, and everything you say looks sick. Hurry up and start a business."

The boss let out a hi, turned around and went to cook.

Although the shop is small, it is ingenious. The names of the dishes are engraved on the bamboo rafts, with the same name and the same string, which is very similar to a contemporary hotel.

Men are afraid of choosing the wrong career and wasting half of their lives; they are even more afraid of marrying the wrong mother and leaving behind three generations of hatred.

Feng Qingyang looked at the shopkeeper, then at Erniang Mao, and poured tea to refresh his throat.

Suddenly I heard a person shouting on the trail: "Catch the thief, catch that thief." What he pointed at was a stunned young man, who was looked around at this time, horrified, hurriedly lowered his head, and tried to run away.

Feng Qingyang turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye.

Passing by the door of the small shop, Mao Erniang stretched out her hand to grab her, but she was slippery by the young man, and luckily escaped.

Mao Erniang cursed: "Grandma is a bear, it's a little short. This slippery mallet has hands and feet and is not a good thing. Let me catch it, and I will beat him to death."

As soon as the words fell, the guy who had already fled to the front suddenly ran back—it turned out that there were several people blocking him from the front.

If the folk customs are strong, they must respect bandits and hate bandits.People are rich because they are afraid of theft and prostitution.

Mao Erniang stood at the door of the shop with a rolling pin, waiting for the rabbit.

The young man was nimble and maneuverable, the rolling pin suddenly lowered his head and turned towards Feng Qingyang.

The shop was ventilated from all sides, so the boy naturally wanted to climb the fence to escape. He thought that as soon as he put up the fence, Erniang Mao grabbed his hair and pulled him back hard. The slap slapped the young man's face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the boy bowed and hugged his head, allowing him to beat him.For a while, tables, chairs, sticks, punches and kicks were all inflicted on him.

A man in the crowd suddenly took out a dagger and said viciously, "Ge, I hate thieves the most. See if I don't kill you bastard." He stabbed hard.

Feng Qingyang finally moved, a figure flashed, Feng Qingyang grabbed the dagger, and exerted a little force, the man who stabbed someone with the knife immediately fell to the ground with the dagger, screaming.

Someone asked: "Who are you? Are you with this thief?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Ge Laozi! I'm just a veteran! Look at my appearance, look at my skills, do you look like a thief?"

This "Ge Laozi's" not only shows innocence, but also draws the distance.

Someone in the crowd said: "Grandma is a bear! She looks more like a beggar."

Feng Qingyang said: "Young man, you have beaten and taken back the things, so there is no need to hurt people's lives, right? Even if I am an old man, it is not advisable to be a bandit or a thief, but it is not all here. Damn villain, isn't he? Who doesn't want to survive?"

Everyone listened to it for a reason, anyway, the hand addiction is over, so they scattered like birds and beasts.All of them looked like triumphant generals.

The boy rubbed left and right, and spat out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that the corner of his mouth was broken.

The young man clasped his hands to Feng Qingyang with a very quack air: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness, but in the future, if there is a errand, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate."

Feng Qingyang looked at him amusedly, and scolded: "Old man Ge! Who are you younger brother with? Do you want me to take advantage of you, or you to take advantage of me?"

The young man laughed, and said respectfully, "So it's my uncle!"

……

Feng Qingyang asked: "What's your name?"

Boy: "Wang Fugui!"

Feng Qingyang: "You pretend!"

Boy: "Li Weiming!"

Feng Qingyang: "You pretend again!"

Boy: "Zhang Qianjun!"

Feng Qingyang: "That's about the same!"

Zhang Qianjun yelled strangely: "How do you know that the two in front of me are fake?"

Feng Qingyang answered irrelevantly, "Have you eaten?"

Zhang Qianjun rubbed his head and said with a silly smile, "No!"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Then let's eat together."

Zhang Qianjun was also polite, he quickly served the table and ate quickly.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Don't worry! You don't need to worry about the one at home anymore, and you don't need to steal anything anymore."

Zhang Qianjun puffed up and said, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Feng Qingyang: "You will know."

Having enough food and wine, one or two or six pennies, Mao Erniang stood beside her and stretched out her hand to hook, the meaning was self-evident.

Feng Qingyang touched his body, he was penniless, Mao Siniang raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes, the cloudy weather turned cloudy.

Before Mao Erniang got angry, Feng Qingyang hurriedly said: "Don't worry! I have it, I definitely have it." He took off a shoe, opened the insole, and took out a wrinkled but unique silver ticket from it.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "I knew that boy Yang Fan would definitely leave something for me, and the heir to the sect was not wrong."

Mao Erniang let out a "huh" with a look of disdain, but took it honestly.Spread it out and see that 500 taels are huge.

Mao Erniang said: "It's too big, we have a small business, where can we find it?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "I'm not familiar with this place, you can exchange it, counting your hard travel expenses, plus your delayed work fee, you can charge ten taels."

Mao Erniang: "I am a weak woman, how dare I bring so much money to show off in the market alone, I have to bring my husband with me."

Feng Qingyang: "Yes, yes."

Erniang Mao: "Then this shop?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "There is nothing left and right, I will help you look after it."

Erniang Mao sneakily dragged the boss away.

Feng Qingyang smiled without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)