Inner Demons

The next thing is not to be handled by Li Yunxin.

Although Yu Meng has a slight mental illness, he is still a normal person. There is also a local tyrant like Liu Laodao, who is looking forward to being able to cling to Yu Meng, the super rich second generation, and he is even more comfortable in doing things.

There are always some people in the family of Qiao’s Hongfu Escort. They are all women and children. Seeing Qiao Duanhong and his foolish daughter, who had only come back, the whole family cried into a mess.

Fortunately, the Temple of the Dragon King that Liu Laodao presided over turned out to be on the backstreet of Hongfu Escort, so he ran along and handled many things.

Liu Laodao seems to be counting on Yu Meng to reward him with some money—just like sending city gate defenders.

I don’t know that this expensive Young Master only frowned at the door of the noisy Hongfu Escort for a while, then left ten ten silver coins, turned and left. Looking at Liu Laodao’s expression, Li Yunxin speculated that these 100 silver taels were probably just enough for Hongfu Escort to compensate for the loss. Maybe Liu Laodao can rub some oil and water, but certainly not much.

Li Yunxin is standing under a crooked-necked moonlight tree at the entrance of Longwang Temple, listening to the noisy noise in the Qiao Family courtyard across a small street.

This moonlight flower tree is surrounded by one person, and it seems to have a history of a hundred years. Leaning obliquely, just in front of the lintel outside the Dragon King Temple, it looked like a natural wreath.

At this time in mid-spring. The fine and luxuriant nine petals white moonlight blooms among the slightly curled green leaves, occasionally sprinkling small petals with the breeze, and half of Li Yunxin’s shoulders are dropped.

Yu Meng was standing in front of him, holding his hands, saying: “Brotherly Li, don’t pass this. Brother Yu knows that you don’t like to be disturbed, you are idle and indifferent, and you don’t love the powerful. So Brother Yu. I won’t talk about gold and silver goods with you anymore. From now on, as long as there is something useful for Brother Yu, just speak up. You know where I live.”

After he finished speaking, he gave Li Yunxin a reluctant look: “Then…I’ll leave.”

mental disorder. Li Yunxin thought, using my cerebellum, I know that I need money. I’ve talked a lot on the road-my parents have died since I was a child and traveled the world alone. Recently I have to worship Old Tao Liu as my teacher… I definitely need “gold and silver goods”!

So he smiled indifferently: “Brother Yu is going well. You can come and sit if you have time.”

Yu Meng walked back three times. Li Yunxin saw from a distance that he had just walked to the entrance of the alley, and he was immediately surrounded by a group of young people in silk clothes and said a few words noisily, before being surrounded and disappeared on the corner of the street again.

Actually, this person…is not bad. Heartless, but kind. Maybe you can use it later.

He turned and pushed open the two lacquered wooden doors of the Dragon King Temple and walked into the courtyard.

After all, it is a temple, even if it is a small temple, it is slightly larger than ordinary people. A pebble road in the vestibule, on the left are four craggy thin stones and weeds. On the right are two clusters of thin bamboos, with a path between them, and two stone benches on one side, which also has a meaning.

It seems that at least in this respect, Liu Laodao’s taste is outstanding. After thinking about it, he was relieved–he was a painter…after all, he was an artist.

The main house is the temple, dedicated to the Weishui Dragon King. Li Yunxin could see the Dragon King statue and the appearance in the house, almost as expected. It’s just that Li Yunxin still doubts whether the “Wei Shui Dragon King” exists or not, and how useful it is. Of course he knew that rain was a natural phenomenon. But considering that this World has Demon God, maybe some of the precipitation is caused by those spirits and experts.

As for the title of “Dragon King of Weishui”…

In fact, it is not necessarily a dragon. Maybe it is some aquatic spirit, for some incense, like a kitty demon, showing some magical powers, over time people set up a temple for it. Is this actually a righteous god? It is also considered-after all, enjoying the aspirations of the believers’ incense faith. But isn’t it the “Dragon King”? Of course not.

The spirits of this world can enjoy the incense power of believers, and even take this cultivation. The stronger the wish, the stronger the spirits will get. Unfortunately, due to certain rules, the cultivator on earth can’t enjoy this thing.

When it comes to willingness, it is not necessarily the positive emotions of people’s “respect”, “admiration” and “worship”-“fear” and “disgust”. So a big demon like Nine Young Master can eat and harm people as much as they want-others are afraid of mentioning such a thing, and he gets a strong desire.

But I always make trouble, and it is inevitable to be targeted by the cultivator who walks in the world. After all, it is better to do some good things safely.

Li Yunxin walked in, touched the clay sculpture, and closed his eyes slightly.

The realm of cultivation is “mysterious and imaginary”, and you can feel the spirit of Spirit Physique when you touch the edge of the realm. Li Yunxin Although Snow Mountain is sealed off, he still has the realm of transformation, and he can perceive something.

So I noticed…

Some kind of slightly familiar breath. But he really couldn’t tell where he met. He has seen three big monsters and one kitty monster, none of them are right.

Maybe it is an illusion.

But no matter how you say it, this shows that the statues in this temple do have spirituality, or in the words of the people, they are “opened up”. The spirit known as the “Dragon King” has left Spiritual Qi here, and he can really hear “the appeal of the masses” as long as it is willing.

Li Yunxin walked through the temple of this house and walked back to the residence of Liu Laodao normally.

There is a main room and two wing rooms in the backyard, both seem to be some years old.

But emerald green moss grows on the eaves, and there is a fluffy grass under the steps. A small pond in the courtyard is lined with pebbles, and the bottom of the pond is also pebbles. Five bowls of mouth lotus floated on the clear water.

There is a path by the pool and there are wooden porches outside the three houses. It is also amorous to come to watch the rain and snow by warming wine on a railing when it is raining or snowing.

This old Liu Dao…

Meng Sao.

Li Yunxin stayed in the courtyard for a while, and Liu Laodao hurried back: “I said expert, expert, something went wrong—”

Li Yunxin frowned: “Don’t Do. Call my heart brother in this city.”

Lao Dao Liu could not change his words: “Something happened to the little girl!”

“Qiao Jiaxin? Not when I went back. Quite good?”

“I’m making noise right now!” Old Taoist Liu rubbed his hands straight, “I’m telling you, brother Xin, you tell me the truth, the trail must not be rumored, what is that girl? I was scared, or was it…was up? She continuously shouted Sanhua Empress in the Qiao Family room…”

Li Yunxin sighed then said: “Let’s go, take me to see “

Liu Laodao hurried to age Li Yunxin and walked towards Qiao Family. Qiao Family is a big yard-after all, being a escort is also prudent. The pattern is exquisite, showing a well-off spirit. But Li Yunxin didn’t want to take a closer look. Because I was just introduced by a male servant into the door of the backyard where the female family members lived, I heard an eccentric cry–

“en? My three-flower Empress is here, eh? Where are the three animals? Huh? What kind of grass? What kind of grass? Huh? Meat!”