Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

The two went back to the village chief's house. The people from the Taoist palace had already packed up the house. Ke Ruxiao's body was returned to Ke Dalang, while the humanoid monster was burned to ashes by a fire.

Wen Jinhe was instructing several Taoist priests to fill the place where the monster had been burned with new soil to prevent new evil spirits from arising.

Seeing the two of them coming hand in hand, he said in a strange tone: "How long has it been, and you still have the heart to fall in love?"

Jiang Fuyuan ignored him and walked directly in front of him.

Wen Jinhe clicked his tongue and said, "What are you doing here again? You didn't notice that we were busy. Don't make trouble."

Jiang Fuyuan finally glanced at him, turned to Zhong Liefeng and said, "There are so many strange things these days."

Zhong Lianfeng: "Huh?"

Jiang Fuyuan: "Monkeys can speak human language."

"It's just a bit noisy."

Wen Jinhe was furious: "Who do you think is a monkey?!"

Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows: "Just tell me what's wrong with you, you're defeated."

Wen Jinhe:? ? ?

"Are you sick? Are you too skinny to be a monkey? And I have already practiced the skill of drawing talismans. If we compete again in the future, I will not necessarily lose to you!"

His face was red and his neck was rough, and he was making loud noises that attracted Gu Qing in the room.

Gu Qing frowned and scolded Wen Jinhe majestically: "If you are so competitive, where is your Taoist heart?!"

After scolding his disloyal disciple, he walked up to Jiang Fuyuan and said: "Mu Xiangu, the government officials have begun to seal the mountain, and the villagers have also evacuated. Do you think there is anything else that our Taoist palace can't do well? "

Jiang Fuyuan: "I'm not here to talk about this. I just want to borrow some talisman paper and cinnabar from you."

Gu Qing: "You're welcome, Mu Xiangu. We have prepared a lot of talisman paper and cinnabar. Just take what you need."

As he spoke, he looked at Wen Jinhe.

Wen Jinhe reluctantly bowed and left. After a while, he brought a small bundle and handed it to Jiang Fuyuan.

"Here."

Zhong Lianfeng stood in front of Jiang Fuyuan, raised his hand to take it and said thank you.

Most of the houses in the village were empty, so the two of them did not go back, but walked directly into the nearby empty houses.

Jiang Fuyuan walked to the table, opened the bag, took out the talisman paper and cinnabar, and prepared to draw the talisman.

Picking up a piece of yellow talisman paper, her fingertips paused.

It doesn't feel right, too hard.

Jiang Fuyuan frowned and dipped his pen into cinnabar. The moment the tip of the pen touched the talisman paper, the cinnabar quickly spread away, forming a bright red circle.

This was not an illusion. There was something wrong with the talisman paper and she couldn't draw the talisman seal.

Jiang Fuyuan put down the cinnabar pen, picked up a few untouched talisman papers and rubbed them gently.

Not only is it harder than ordinary yellow talisman paper, it also feels astringent, as if it has been soaked in something and then dried again.

She threw away the talisman expressionlessly, stood up and said to Zhong Liefeng, who was watching her quietly: "Let's go, we have to go to town."

Zhong Lianfeng had strong inner strength. He held Jiang Fuyuan and flew across the treetops like a dragonfly touching water. He could drive a short distance much faster than a horse-drawn carriage.

It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive in Qingshui Town.

Arriving at the incense and candle shop by familiar means, Jiang Fuyuan walked in and asked, "Does the shopkeeper still have high-quality yellow paper and cinnabar?"

The shopkeeper still remembered her, and immediately greeted her with a cheerful smile: "Yes, yes, it's been a long time since I saw you Fairy. I thought it was because the things I have here are not to your liking, and you don't want to buy from me."

Jiang Fuyuan smiled slightly: "Your products are the most authentic in Qingshui Town. How can I be dissatisfied? Give me a stack of yellow paper and a box of cinnabar. I want the brightest one."

"Okay! Just a moment!"

The shopkeeper moved quickly and handed over a bundle of oil paper bags after a moment: "We have everything you asked for. Please take it."

Jiang Fuyuan paid the money, tilted his head, thought for a moment, and asked, "I remember you can still make paper-tie people here?" "Hey, yes." The shopkeeper smiled brightly, "Speaking of which, making paper-tie people is an ancestral tradition in my family. The craftsmanship is very good, but in our small place, not many people want this, so they are all made to order."

Jiang Fuyuan nodded: "Then I want to order two paper-cut figures, one male and one female. How long will it take to make them?"

"There are ready-made materials in the store, and it can be completed in about two hours."

"Okay." Jiang Fuyuan took out a dime of broken silver, "Here's the deposit, we'll pick it up later."

Before going out, she turned around and warned again: "Remember to be sexy, the more seductive the better."

The shopkeeper had never heard such an outrageous request before and stood there blankly.

"Sexy...a little?" He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Yes." Jiang Fuyuan tilted her head and thought for a moment, then gestured to her waist with her hand, "Both men's and women's clothes should be slit up to here, and add some tulle or something. If you want to refuse, you will welcome them."

Shopkeeper: "...Okay."

After walking out of the incense and candle shop, Zhong Liefeng finally couldn't help but be curious and asked: "What are you doing with the paper to prick people?"

Jiang Fuyuan pursed her lips and smiled: "Bribery."

Zhong Lianfeng:? ? ?

Seeing his confused look, Jiang Fuyuan smiled and pushed him forward: "It's still early, let's go shopping first and have something to eat. You will know how to use these two paper sticks in the afternoon."

Compared to Kejia Village, the town seemed very normal. The streets were bustling with people, various stalls were lined on both sides, and vendors were shouting from time to time.

The two of them found a tea stall and sat down to rest. Jiang Fuyuan thoughtfully ordered a few plates of local snacks, which made Zhong Liefeng, who had not tasted the taste of his hometown for a long time, feel warm in his heart.

Sipping tea that has no tea flavor, basking in the warm sunshine, and listening to the familiar local accent. At this moment, ease and comfort are embodied, which makes people think of the saying "You can steal half a day's leisure."

The business of the tea stall seemed to be particularly good today. New customers kept coming and old customers leaving. The stall owner was sweating and made mistakes while doing the calculations. He even made a mistake when calculating the accounts.

"Shopkeeper, you are ten cents short."

"Ah, that's right, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble, sir." The stall owner apologized repeatedly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Fuyuan and Zhong Liefeng turned their heads at the same time.

I saw a man and a woman sitting at a table in the corner. The woman was dressed in white and had a plain face. She was smiling gently at the stall owner who kept apologizing. The man had half of his face covered and was sitting upright with a noble look, as if What he was in was not a street stall, but the most famous restaurant in Jingzhou.

The three iconic pigtails behind the man's left and right ears made Jiang Fuyuan recognize him from a distance as Chi Xinsu.

"Asu?" Jiang Fuyuan asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Chi Xinsu turned his head when he heard the sound, and the moment he saw Jiang Fuyuan, a bright smile broke out on his expressionless face.

"Cizhan, why are you here?"

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyebrows: "I asked first."

Chi Xinsu stood up and walked over, sitting down next to Jiang Fuyuan as if he hadn't seen Zhong Liefeng, and replied with a smile: "I'm bored in Jingzhou, I'll go out for a walk."

Bai Muxing followed him and walked over and saluted the two of them: "Sister, Mr. Zhong, long time no see."

No one paid attention to her.

Chi Xinsu tilted his head, his eyes were crooked, and there was only a beautiful figure in his eyes. He couldn't hide his happiness in his tone: "I didn't expect to meet Ci Zhan here. It's so nice."

Bai Muxing: "...Your Highness, we still have things to do."

Chi Xinsu still smiled at Jiang Fuyuan: "Did you have lunch in Cizhan? Why don't we go eat some local specialties together later? I heard that the Qingtuanzi here is very good."

Bai Muxing emphasized: "Your Highness!"

Chi Xinsu then looked at her, paused and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, we, we, also have, other, arrangements." Bai Muxing said this sentence almost word for word, squeezing out this sentence through his teeth.

Sometimes she really wants to make some calculations to see if Chi Xinsu has been poisoned by a poison called Jiang Fuyuan. Otherwise, when he meets her, he will be so deaf and blind that he can only hear. Can you see Jiang Fuyuan?
There is nothing like King Xin who is usually decisive in killing and thoughtful.

Jiang Fuyuan looked at Chi Xinsu, then at Bai Muxing, and asked curiously: "Su Menglong is dead? Did you remarry Asu?"