The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 264: Night of Flowers and Candles in the Bridal Room ([-] words, please subscribe)

"Now, can I marry you?"

In the center of Qianjiao Island, on the ring, Ji Pingan stuffed the book into his arms, looked directly at Xue Ji on the second floor of the pavilion, and asked calmly.

Wow——immediately, a loud noise erupted from the quiet crowd.

Cai Xishi lost...and in this way, defeated cleanly and cleanly, which was undoubtedly difficult for the Four Saints of Lanzhou to accept.

They have imagined that the two sides will fight back and forth, and the possibility of Ji Ping'an winning in the end, but the best guess is that after a bitter battle, they will win by surprise.

But the truth is, what did they see?
Since he came to the stage, this "heir of the calligrapher" has always been in a defensive posture, and soldiers come to cover him with water and soil, which makes people mistakenly think that he is good at defense rather than offense.

This directly led to the misjudgment of the colorist, but he didn't want to. After expending his energy to open the "golden house", it was like a sharp sword with its scabbard, glaring sharp and killing the enemy with one blow.

"What kind of technique is that? Why did you lose so quickly?" The young master, who had no experience, couldn't accept it, and asked in a low voice.

The old corpse witch with thinning hair and holding a skull staff sighed:
"There is Yan Ruyu in the book... These are the two signature spells of calligraphers, which are also known as the Golden House. The so-called 'Yan Ruyu' is not necessarily a woman, but refers to a person. That is, calligrapher monks can use words to Describing and constructing ancient strong men to defeat enemies is similar to the painter Mo Lin.

After I saw the golden house, I guessed it... Now it seems that this scholar is not a good person, and his body cultivation may not be lower than that of a colorist, or even slightly lower, but the book in his hand is a treasure of a scholar. "

These words answered everyone’s doubts and also pointed out:

Ji Ping'an won not by himself, but more by relying on the magic weapon of books passed down from his ancestors.

"I've just said that these monks whose ancestors were rich are not to be trifled with. Who knows what powerful family heirlooms there are?" Someone said in a resentful tone.

Envy, envy and hate, but there is no way, the magic weapon is also one of his strengths, and the color opera master also has a magic weapon, but he can't match the opponent's background.

"Is this the saint who studies? Mother, if I had known this day before... I would have left a few powerful magic weapons in advance." The dwarf was thinking about Xue Ji. Now that the dust has settled, he feels sour. The ground screamed and cursed.

He almost blurted out the word "rebirth", but fortunately he swallowed it.

The blind old Taoist and others in the audience didn't have much opinion.

After watching a fight, they knew that even if they tried their best, they would not be able to compete. Thinking that Ji Pingan would become the son-in-law of the holy religion, and would be promoted to a high-level position, he immediately smiled and cupped his fists to congratulate him, the real ones.

"Why is he like this? He's addicted to acting." Only Yu Yu had a displeased expression on his face, pretending to be a maid, and couldn't vent.

The old woman on the stage was also unhappy because she hadn't been able to wait for the most perfect candidate, but the matter had come to this point, and she had no choice but to accept it.

Turning her head to look at Xue Ji who was sitting beside her, unable to move, said with a smile:
Holy lady, look, my uncle is greeting you. "

Xue Ji's face was expressionless, her eyes were almost empty, she didn't look at Ji Pingan, and she couldn't hear the old woman's chatter.

It's just that the brain is blank, and the last bit of extravagant expectation in the eyes is also dimmed. Realizing that the inevitable fate is finally coming, the heart gradually sinks to the bottom.

In full view of everyone, she closed her eyes as if she was shy, but only the old woman who was closest to her saw that Xue Ji's eyes slapped, and two huge teardrops fell from her cheeks, which was very clear.

"Hahaha, you are indeed worthy of being a calligrapher," the island master Qianjiao stood up and laughed loudly. This was the result he wanted to see, and he immediately praised Ji Ping'an before announcing the result in public, and said:

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Tonight is the day of the big wedding. However, the conditions on the island are simple, and there will be a sacrifice tomorrow. Keep everything simple, and take the saint back to freshen up. A wedding banquet will be held later, and the whole island will celebrate .”

The so-called husband selection is a kind of punishment after all, there will be no grand preparations, and there will be no part of worship.

The wedding banquet is more of a cutscene, and it is more suitable to understand it as the winner's celebration banquet.

The disciples of the Daze sect took the lead in applauding, and the rest of the sect disciples also echoed, although their hearts were sour.

For a time, there were crowds of people around the arena, and the atmosphere became warm and relaxed.

Ji Pingan watched Xue Ji get up, and walked away stiffly step by step. He pursed his lips, and cupped hands with the island owner and the others. He said he was tired, and left to go back to rest.

……

Inside the bamboo building.

When the group of five returned to the residence and closed the door, Fang Shijie was the first to say "hehe" with a smile:
"I didn't expect that after rebirth, I would still be able to drink your kid's wedding wine."

Others only thought that God A Dou would sigh casually, and only Ji Pingan could understand the true meaning of this sentence.

After all, everyone in Kyushu knew that Master Zhou had never married a wife in his life.

Yu Yu folded his arms, his delicate little face looked a little irritated, and said angrily:

"Speaking of business, what's the next plan?"

Ji Pingan sat down at the table, motioned for everyone to take their seats, and his expression became serious:

"Yu Yu is right. Don't be joking. Tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony. It is impossible for me to really go to receive the initiation. The secret will be exposed by then. In other words, we will take action tomorrow at the latest."

Brush——Hearing this sentence, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao puffed up their chests, their expressions were disturbed and excited:
"Are you finally going to do something?"

Along the way, they had no chance to perform, and they were itching.

Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"My current plan is to use the opportunity of the bridal chamber to contact Xue Ji tonight, and try to persuade her to surrender as a disciple of the national teacher. At the same time, you, as well as our helpers outside, will enter a state of combat readiness.

When I get more detailed information from Xue Ji, I will look for an opportunity, at the latest before the start of the sacrifice, and order to do it. At that time, I will deal with the head of the Daze sect, and you will be responsible for hunting the rest of the cultists on the island..."

Yu Yu frowned and said:
"The leader of the Daze Sect is sitting in a well, can you do it? How about I do it?"

She patted her small purse, looking confident.

Ji Pingan smiled:
"I know you have a self-defense card, but you can't move unless necessary. Letting you act together with others is also to increase insurance. There are too many enemies on the island. It is the first time for Huang He and Yaoyao to face such a scene. If something happens If there is an accident, you have your back. As for the island owner, I have my own way to deal with it."

Then, the five of them agreed on the details, and then went back to their houses to recharge their batteries.

The God Emperor was the last to leave and said:
"You insist on doing it before the sacrifice, what are you worried about?"

Ji Ping'an looked at his old friend and nodded:

"I'm worried that after the sacrifice is started, a high-level power may come. Otherwise, how can I initiate? Unfortunately, the island's senior officials may be reborn or have higher cultivation levels, so my astrology will not be able to work. There is no way to see clearly in advance. What a future.”

The God Emperor stared at him with a solemn expression:
"Are you sure? If something goes wrong..."

Ji Pingan smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Lao Yinbi... The Emperor of God cursed and exited the live broadcast room, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As an old friend, he was most familiar with the national teacher's smile.

This means that it has already laid down layers of insurance.After hundreds of years, the national teacher is still so reassuring...

After watching him leave, Ji Pingan pulled out the Daoist scriptures, clicked on the names of several people, and began to write.

It was getting late, and he had to start making arrangements.

……

Black Mizusawa.

On the lake, which is still some distance away from the core of the island, a fishing boat is moored quietly.

The curtain of the cabin was lifted suddenly, and Qin Leyou, who was wearing the robes of Yunhuai Academy disciples and slightly opened his chest, stepped out.

Behind him, in the cabin, one can see a disciple of a famous academy sitting cross-legged in meditation, as well as a Taoist monk.

"Holy Son, what is there to see outside? It's going to rain again."

Qin Leyou grinned, and greeted the figure on the deck wearing a Tai Chi gossip robe with his back turned to him.

The Holy Son stood with his hands behind his back, his back was straight, and he raised his head to face the autumn wind and drizzle on the lake, with a low and melancholy voice:
"Sky blue is waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."

Qin Leyou:?

Why are you still singing?
The Son laughed and said:

"This ditty tune that Master Zhou hummed in the past, although the tune is strange, it is quite in line with the state of mind of the Holy Son at the moment."

Qin Leyou tentatively asked, "What are you waiting for me for?"

The Holy Son said displeasedly:
"Junior Brother Qin, don't be too sentimental. I mean that Ji Ping'an. This son invited me and many others here, claiming to make a great achievement, but there is no news. Isn't he playing us?"

A few days ago, the Holy Son who was shocked at the Yulin Temple, and the academy team who entered the western border of Lanzhou, received an invitation from Ji Ping'an at the same time, claiming that they would conspire to do something big.

There was no reason for the two parties to refuse. As a result, when they came to Heishui Ze, they met up, but Ji Ping'an was missing. They were also asked to wait quietly outside and be patient, so as not to ruin the plan.

Now, there are dozens of people in both teams. They are just waiting here, and they are really upset.

"The Holy Son's words are justified. We can't wait any longer." In the cabin, Han Qingsong, who looked like a man and a woman with red lips and white teeth, stepped out with his sword in his hand, affirming it. He looked at the island in the distance:

"Obviously, this big event is on Qianjiao Island."

Qin Leyou said:
"But this island is the territory of the Daze faction, and I don't want to rush to the island. Why don't you..."

Just as they were talking, the three of them were shocked at the same time. They looked at each other, and they all took out the Taoist Scriptures and read them carefully, their expressions getting brighter and brighter.

……

Dozens of miles away from Blackwater, another returning fishing boat was sailing on the river.

This was clearly the boat belonging to the Zhao family. They escaped from Blackwater that day and after being pointed out to find the crab farm, the boatmen excitedly lowered the cage and loaded half of the boat.

After that, Old Man Zhao raised his hand to stop everyone from continuing:

"It is a great blessing to have escaped and received guidance from an immortal master this time. We must not be too greedy, otherwise we may suffer disaster."

The translation of this sentence, to the effect:

Don't fish it out, it's almost there, if you earn money, you have to spend your life, if you delay it and let the "Dragon King" chase you, your life will be over!

The boatmen took it for granted, and sailed out of Heishuize, but they did not leave in a hurry, but berthed at the county pier dozens of miles away.

After confirming that the distance was safe, he began to buy the big herring from Heishuize, filled the other half of the boat, and did not see the return of the immortal master for a long time, so he returned to Yuhang with regret.

"Dad, we really can't wait for the immortal master? What if someone comes back from a visit and is still willing to take our boat?" Zhao Daniu said with some reluctance.

Old man Zhao clicked his cigarette pipe, glared at him, and cursed:

"Do you really think there are so many immortal masters? It's not bad to meet once, do you want to meet again?"

Zhao Daniu sighed aggrievedly, raised his head to look at the sky, and suddenly froze for a while.

Just now, he vaguely saw a golden figure sitting cross-legged in the gray clouds in the sky, like a fairy, but after rubbing his eyes, he couldn't see it again.

……

On Qianjiao Island, there are lanterns and colorful decorations.

With the end of the seat battle, the saintly daughter-in-law made a decision and started a series of projects that had been prepared for a long time.

Red wedding ribbons were hung on each building, and in a specially vacated courtyard on the island, Xue Ji was controlled to sit motionless in a room.

After taking a bath, facing a full-length mirror, surrounded by a group of island maids, she put on bright red clothes, painted her eyebrows, applied rouge and powder, and painted her lips red.

The old woman in gray stood beside her, bossing around and ordering the maids to be busy, holding the puppet in her hand.

"Grandma, the painting is finished." A maid said.

The old woman came closer and looked at Xue Ji in front of her, her heart trembled.

She was originally good-looking, but now that she sketched it out a bit and filled up Xue Ji's pale face with gouache, she looked much more radiant.

Only there is no expression at all, and it looks a little lifeless, like a large figure.

The old woman smiled and said:

"Young master is really blessed, and so is the saint, although the Caitist is more brave, but after all, she is a bit older, so it's fine now.

The saint thought about it carefully. She was going to consummate her marriage at night. It was better to accept her fate than to make an unpleasant scene in the end. When my uncle received the reward from the leader, wouldn't the saint follow suit?Sometimes, people have to learn to accept their fate. "

After finishing speaking, she turned around with a smile, left the room, and closed the door, leaving only Xue Ji pitying herself in the mirror.

……

Finally, when the time came to night, the darkness shrouded in darkness, but bright red lights lit up in the building complex.

The wedding banquet was set up, and the middle and high-level members of the Four Sages with the island owner as the core all arrived.

At that time, Ji Pingan changed into the groom's attire and walked into the banquet hall. Those believers who were unfamiliar with him a few days ago greeted him warmly and congratulated him endlessly.

The yellow turban wrestlers stood up and raised their glasses together:

"Congratulations, my brother is a vulgar man, all in the wine."

After all, drink it up.

The nuns in Taohua Temple were focused on cooking. When they saw him coming, they smiled:

"I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

Layman Dulong was injured all over his body, sitting in a corner drinking alone, he sneered and said:

"It's as if I married you."

As for the colorist, he was recuperating after being injured, and the island owner went to invite him personally, but he didn't come.

"Hehe, the groom is here." The blind Taoist held the soul lamp and said with a smile:

"The first time Pindao saw you outside the island, he knew it was not easy. How about it? I am a monk in Lanzhou Jianghu, are you enthusiastic?"

Ji Pingan said with a slight smile, "When a person is strong, he will be surrounded by good people."

The blind Taoist was stunned for a moment, and laughed silently.

Ji Ping'an perfectly interpreted his own personality, fully showing how a proud scholar should behave on this occasion.

The time was getting late, the Lord Qianjiao looked at the sky and said with a smile:
"It's getting late. Come on, take the groom to consummate the marriage. Let's talk tomorrow if we have anything to do."

False laughter erupted from the surroundings. Ji Ping'an smiled and stood up to say goodbye. Under the guidance of the old woman, he gradually moved away from this lively pavilion.

Along the way, you can see the disciples or maids of the Daze School standing guard, and they all bowed and said, "My lord."

Until the two came to a courtyard decorated with lights, the bustle in the distance could hardly be heard. The gray-clothed old woman opened the door, invited him in, and said with a smile:
"Uncle, the saint is waiting inside."

Ji Pingan nodded: "Understood."

However, the old woman did not move, but said in a slightly complicated way:
"There is just one thing, the old woman has to say first, our holy woman is very stubborn, I'm afraid she may not be willing to cooperate."

Ji Pingan smiled meaningfully and said, "I know."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It's so good. My uncle understands it. Well, I'll give this thing to my uncle. You can act according to the camera."

She handed over the puppet and briefly described how to use it.

In the darkness, the old woman didn't notice the complexity in Ji Ping'an's eyes, until she took the puppet and pinched it, before saying:

"Okay, I see, you can step back."

The old woman nodded, bowed out of the door, and closed the door.

However, he did not go far, but stood at the gate, ears pricked up, and listened carefully.

As someone arranged by the leader to be beside Xue Ji, she had to confirm some things before she could rest assured.

……

In the courtyard.

Ji Pingan turned his head, glanced at the closed courtyard door, the smile on his face faded, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, he took steps, step by step with complicated emotions, and walked outside the door.

The room was brightly lit, he raised his hand and pressed on the door leaf, paused for two seconds, and finally pushed hard.

With the sound of "squeak", the door opened, and the light poured out along the floor.

In the room, the furnishings are simple, and it looks like a wedding room.

A lamp was burning on the table, and on the bed, a figure in a wedding gown and a veil was motionless, like a puppet.

Vaguely, Xue Ji's body seemed to tremble, but she didn't seem to.

Ji Ping stood quietly at the door, paused for a while, then turned around and closed the door, feeling the vague aura of the old woman in gray and others outside the yard, he squinted his eyes, and gave up using spells to block it. Room Sound Ideas.

After thinking for a while, he turned around again, looked at the figure on the bed, and said with a smile:

"Your Highness, why don't you say a word?"

Xue Ji was silent and did not respond.

Holding the doll in one hand, Ji Pingan slowly paced, and slowly picked up a wishful one with the other hand, approaching step by step with a smile:

"Do you not want to say it, or...can't say it?"

brush--

While saying the next sentence, he stuffed Yu Ruyi's head under the hijab and lifted it gently!

The bright light came out in an instant, and sprinkled on Xue Ji's defenseless eyes. She closed her eyes subconsciously, showing a slight discomfort on her face.

It's just getting brighter and more charming.

After putting on a red wedding dress, Xue Ji was finally no longer the same black gauze skirt that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. It not only covered up her graceful figure, but also diluted some of the "enchanting" atmosphere.

The collar was tightly wrapped around the snow-white neck, and the gaze moved upwards, a curve protruding from the lower jaw.

Then there was a beautiful face as white as snow, with three-dimensional features, and a hint of exotic style.

On the tall and straight nose, the red lips, and the moist and moist eyes, there are two extremely detailed eyebrows.

The forehead is coiled with blue silk, and the long black hair is tied up behind the head, dotted with nobile pearls, adding a bit of gorgeousness.

Ji Pingan looked at the woman who was close at hand, and could clearly see her trembling eyelashes.

He smiled, lifted Yu Ruyi, pressed the cold end against Xue Ji's chin, and then gently lifted her head.

Sit in a dignified posture, raise your face, and look up at him.

Ji Pingan smiled, and deliberately raised his voice:
"It looks good, I like it."

At the same time, he pinched the hand of the puppet and flicked it on the head, and the light flickered.

In an instant, the stiff Xue Ji felt that her tense face became controllable, and even her head could move.

She was overjoyed, and wanted to get up, but in despair, she found that she was still unable to move below the neck.

Don't you hear the rule that you can't write below the neck?

... Ji Pingan vomited in his heart, and smiled to see the other party's reaction.

Xue Ji's face froze with joy, and instinctive resistance and disgust flashed in her eyes, but this expression only lasted for a second before being suppressed.

Then, she quickly glanced at the puppet in Ji Ping'an's hands, and with a flattering smile on her lips, she said softly:

"Young master, please untie the concubine so that I can serve you to undress."

Ji Pingan was stunned for a moment, then laughed:
"The old woman who led the way told me before that the saint was unwilling, so how could she be so cooperative?"

Xue Ji sighed softly and said:

"My concubine's life is poor. I saw in the arena earlier those so-called color opera masters, poisonous dragons... ugly, old, and old. Naturally, I don't want to. But since you are such a rich and handsome man like the young master, 1 people are willing." Yes, it's just that the mother-in-law wrongly blamed me, that's why..."

She complimented her for a while, both inside and outside her words, expressing that she had been misunderstood and that she was just resisting those ugly people, not Ji Ping'an.

After a pause, she expressed her flattery:
"The night is dark, and there will be sacrifices tomorrow, it's not good to delay the business, and ask the young master to untie the bondage for the slave family, it's good..."

Ji Pingan watched her come here with a smile, shook his head and said:

"No, no, for me, you are the business."

Xue Ji was a little impatient: "Since it's a business, then..."

Ji Pingan interrupted her again, Shi Shiran pulled a stool and sat down, saying calmly:

"This bridal chamber naturally requires the cooperation of two people to be appropriate. Playing with a puppet is really boring, so the solution still needs to be solved..."

Expectations appeared in Xue Ji's eyes.

"But..." He changed the topic, put Yu Ruyi on the table, looked at the witch in front of him, and said with deep meaning:
"Just, how can I guarantee that what you said is true?"

Xue Ji said urgently:

"The concubine is really..."

Ji Pingan shook his head, interrupted her, fixed his eyes on her, and said in a voice like magic:

"Do you believe it? I have a spell that can tell the truth of someone's words. Your body is resisting me."

Xue Ji: "I didn't..."

Ji Pingan continued:

"I believe that you have no ability to escape. After all, the entire island is under the control of the Holy Cult. I also believe that you will not kill yourself by biting your tongue, because you must not be able to do it. Otherwise, if you want to die, you have too many opportunities before.

So what can you do?Let me think about it, if you are in this situation and are unwilling to do so, you will probably trick me into untying yourself first, and then pretend to cater to you, waiting for me to relax my vigilance and find an opportunity to give me a fatal blow..."

Xue Ji opened her mouth.

Ji Ping'an threw out the next sentence:

"However, with your cultivation base, even if you sneak attack, you may not be able to kill me. So the real purpose is to lure me to kill you through this step, because this can not only end your life, but also bypass the restriction that you cannot kill yourself. Do you think my guesses are right?"

Xue Ji's face turned pale instantly!

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