Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 31 Red Well Water

Seeing that Taoist Zhao was defeated and the black shadow became thicker and thicker, Zhu Yougui was so frightened that he shouted with a trembling voice: "Xiangu!"

Jiang Fuyuan was watching it with great interest, and only responded without looking back.

Zhu Yougui almost cried: "Xiangu, why don't you take action..."

Jiang Fuyuan: "Zhao Fist hasn't finished catching ghosts yet."

"Yes, but you can also help him!"

Only then did Jiang Fuyuan realize that the surrounding villagers were so frightened that they were still in place because their legs were so frightened that they could not move.

She groaned and touched her armhole.

I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any talisman or seal.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then squatted down and picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it towards the black shadow.

The moment the pebble was released, she shouted: "Take me a rainstorm pear-shaped soul dart!"

A stream of pale golden light wrapped in pebbles hit the black shadow. The black shadow didn't even have time to make a sound before it was smashed into several wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the air.

It was as if it had never appeared before, without a trace.

Zhu Yougui was stunned and stammered: "This, this is..."

Jiang Fuyuan looked affirmatively and said with determination: "This is the artifact given by Immortal Fuyuan."

Crowd: ...

It's obviously the pebbles you picked up on the ground!

No one dared to say these words. The village chief hesitated for a moment and murmured: "The magic power of Immortal Fuyuan is so powerful that he can give artifacts at any time..."

Zhu Yougui was stunned for a moment and felt that the village chief's words made sense.

If the Immortal Lord hadn't appeared, how could a small stone have caused the ghost to fly away?

He agreed: "As expected of Immortal Fuyuan's disciple, Immortal Girl's magic power is boundless."

"Hmph!" Zhao Quansheng interrupted the crowd's discussion with a dark face.

"If I hadn't consumed most of Li Gui's ghost power first, how could she have hit Li Gui so easily?"

"Yes, yes, Taoist Zhao has worked hard." Zhu Yougui quickly reassured, "This is the result of the joint efforts of Bailong Temple and Fuyuan Immortal Temple!"

Zhao Quansheng's face looked a little better now. He put away his mahogany sword and said with his chin raised: "The evil ghost in Jingcun has been eliminated. I, Bailongguan..."

Jiang Fuyuan interrupted him: "There is more."

"what?"

"There is something else in Jingcun..." After feeling it carefully, Jiang Fuyuan thought about his words, "There are other things."

There seemed to be an invisible membrane covering Jingcun, so she felt that the village was extremely clean before.

The appearance of the black shadow was like tearing open a small opening in this membrane, and some indescribable smell came out of the small opening.

It's not a sinister ghost smell, but a fresh and elegant... plant aroma, like lying on the grass and picking up a grass stem and holding it between your lips and teeth.

Zhao Quansheng, who felt like he was being slapped in the face, looked at Jiang Fuyuan like a knife and said, "Whether there is anything else, we will find out in three days."

Three days later it was the fifteenth day, the day of the full moon.

The village chief hesitated for a moment, but still chose to believe in Bailongguan.

He bowed deeply to Zhao Quansheng and said, "Thank you, Immortal, for your help. The people of Jingcun are deeply grateful."

"In a few days, we will make five offerings and five sacrifices to thank the God of Good Fortune."

Even if the township doctor says that no reward is needed this time, they must take the initiative to express their gratitude. After all, God has taken the responsibility and they should wholeheartedly thank God for his blessing.

Zhao Quansheng said "hmm" obediently and flicked his robe sleeves.

A drop of black ink-like liquid soaked into the well wall silently under the cover of the Taoist robe.

Zhao Quansheng ignored everyone and returned to Baiyun Temple.

Zhu Yougui turned to look at Jiang Fuyuan: "Xiangu, what about us?"

He had just made a clever move and conflated the White Dragon Temple and the Fu Yuan Temple together. Zhao Quansheng did not refute, which meant that the Fu Yuan Temple could exist.

If we go back and draft the documents now, and wait for a reply from the Taoist government in a few days, we can inform the people of Qingshui Town that they can raise funds to build the temple.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yougui couldn't wait.

The villagers had not dispersed yet, whispering to each other, with expressions of relief and relief on their faces.

Jiang Fuyuan looked at the villagers, then at the ancient well, nodded slowly and said, "Let's go back first."

Jingcun's matter is definitely not over yet, she will come again in three days.It happened sooner than she expected.

In the early morning of the third day, the door of the only house on the northern slope of Kejia Village was banged.

"Xiangu, it's not good! Xiangu! Are you at home?"

It was Zhu Yougui’s voice.

Jiang Fuyuan stood up and put on a robe, and asked through the door: "Master Zhu?"

"Hey, it's me." Zhu Yougui rubbed his hands anxiously, "Xiangu, could you please follow me to Jingcun? The water in Jingcun has turned red again!"

After he went back that day, Jiang Fuyuan's words, "There are other things," kept echoing in his mind. After tossing and turning for two days, he finally decided to personally guard the ancient well starting from the [-]th.

Anyway, he is protected by Fuyuan Immortal Lord's peace talisman.

So in the quiet night of Jingcun, Dr. Hongzexiang watched the water in the century-old well change little by little.

The windless water waves automatically spread the red color to the middle of the well. In just a moment, the water in the entire well turned red visible to the naked eye.

The moonlight was crushed by the red well water and burst into the eyes of the only witness, making him tremble with fear.

Zhu Yougui held the peace talisman tightly, restraining his urge to scream. He recited "Fuyuan Immortal Blessing" several times in his heart, and fled Jingcun straight to Jiang Fuyuan's house.

He was panicking when he spoke, but Jiang Fuyuan remained calm.

Zhu Yougui asked Zhu Yougui to wait outside the door. She went back to the bedroom and changed her clothes. She tied the soul-calling bell on her waist and grabbed a handful of talismans and stuffed them into her armholes.

I always feel like something is missing.

She looked around the room and finally picked up the long wooden bar that served as a paperweight on the table.

Zhao Fist has a mahogany sword as a weapon, so she can't be empty-handed.

At least the long wooden stick is about the same length as a ruler, so it will definitely hurt to hit someone.

When everything was ready, she called Xiaopang and walked outside the house together.

"Auntie, where are you going?" Big Zai's vague voice came from the side, and the small voice was full of sleepiness.

Jiang Fuyuan stopped, turned around, walked to him and squatted down, saying in a soft voice: "My mother went out to do some errands. You and my second child should go to sleep. Tomorrow, my mother will buy you sugar-coated haws."

To coax the child, she now has a pinch in her hand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Ke Mingsong stopped rubbing his eyes and quickly pulled her sleeves with his little hands.

"Don't go."

He had heard similar words.

It was also a late autumn night, and my mother told him the same thing.

"You and your brother go to bed and mother goes out for a while."

But when he woke up the next day, he never saw his mother again. Everyone said that her mother had gone to find her father and would never come back.

Jiang Fuyuan lowered her head and looked at Dazai's little hands.

He grabbed it so hard that his fingertips turned bloodless white.

Gently wrapping his soft little hand with his hand, Jiang Fuyuan asked in a low voice: "Why don't you let me go?"

Ke Mingsong pursed his lips and said nothing, but looked straight at her with his big black and white eyes.

After all, he was a child and could not hide his emotions. Jiang Fuyuan could see the fear in his eyes.

"Are you worried about grandma?"

Ke Mingsong remained silent, only blinking twice.

After thinking about it, Jiang Fuyuan took out two talismans from his arms and handed the smaller one to the big boy.

"This is the sub-talisman in the Zi-Mother Talisman. The Zi-Mother is connected to the heart. You can feel my position when you hold it."

She discovered that the Zimu Talisman was originally intended to be sold to mothers whose children were too playful and refused to go home, but she did not expect that it would be put to use here first.

Seeing that the big boy didn't answer, and Zhu Yougui's urging came from outside the door, Jiang Fuyuan simply did it herself, folding the Zifu in half and stuffing it into Ke Mingsong's chest.

Patting her mother's talisman in the same position, she smiled and said, "How about it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

A warm feeling suddenly came from his chest, and Ke Mingsong felt as if there was a hand on his chest.

It was very familiar. When he was still very young, his mother's hand would rub his heart so gently.

The little hand holding Jiang Fuyuan's sleeve slowly loosened and turned to holding his heart. Ke Mingsong whispered: "Then, you come back early."

(End of this chapter)