Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

At dusk at sunset, Yu Changkong stood at the gate of Li City and looked into the city. He was dressed in a black robe, which made his appearance even more outstanding, and attracted people who entered the city to look at him curiously.

Mr. He Jia, so extraordinary.

"My lord, it's time to go." Uncle Qian urged.

They were supposed to go out early in the morning, but they were delayed for a day. He knew that the young master was waiting for Qin Liuxi.

But the other party didn't show up, so people were sent to Qingping Temple to inquire, and the people in the temple also said that she had something to go out.

Yu Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, watching the setting sun gradually set, finally turned around, stepped on the footstool, and was about to get into the car, when a yellowish white came into his eyes from the corner of his eyes.

He turned his head to look, and a paper figure appeared from mid-air, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the little paper figure landed in his palm.

Yu Changkong smiled, twisted it up, turned it over, and wrote safe journey.

The little paper figurine had a naive expression, moved its limbs under his palm, got up again, and made a gesture of shaking hands, as if saying goodbye on behalf of someone.

"Thank you." Yu Changkong poked the head of the little paper figurine with his fingertips, and took it into the carriage.

He glanced at the gate of Licheng, knocked on the wall of the car, and said, "Let's go."

Always see you again.

The setting sun gradually recedes, and the Sri Lankan people go away.

Far away in Qingzhou Fucheng, the setting sun also dyed some buildings in the city golden red, the number of pedestrians gradually decreased, and the peddlers carrying their burdens rushed home.

The old sugar seller put the small bench in the basket, packed up all the things, and took the burden to go home.

He was about to take a shortcut and walk home as usual, but Qin Liuxi's words suddenly appeared in his mind.

The old man glanced at the alley, thought for a while, went into the grocery store next to him, and bought a bag of brown sugar and a few sundries.

boom.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the alley, causing people around to look around one after another, but they saw that a wall in the alley had collapsed somehow, blocking the alley to death.

The old man dropped the sundries on the ground, his face was pale, and he asked the shopkeeper with trembling lips, "What time is it?"

"It's the end of the application period. Oh, why did this wall collapse when it was so good, old man sugar, don't you always walk here and turn around to go to your house? If you didn't happen to come in to buy something, I'm afraid..."

The old man's legs softened, he knelt down on the ground, stared at the alley, and murmured, "Sure, true, fairy, she must be a fairy, old man, did I meet a fairy?"

The shopkeeper of the grocery store saw him kneeling and prostrating, thinking he was intimidated, so he couldn't help shaking his head.

But anyone who changed it would be frightened. Who would have thought that the wall would collapse when it was in good condition? The old man would walk through this alley every day to close his stall. If he didn't come in today to buy things, he might be buried in it.

Qin Liuxi and Si Lengyue walked to the Si's house, and suddenly gasped, feeling that there was something new in the Lingtai, they couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong?" Si Lengyue couldn't help asking curiously when she saw her stop.

Qin Liuxi knocked on the door and said, "It's nothing, there is one more believer."

Si Lengyue asked: "Having a lot of letters is important to you?"

"You are also a descendant of a wizard, and you don't know the importance of believers? The more believers you have, the more worship you have on weekdays, and the belief will fall into your personal merit list. The more beliefs, the deeper the magic power. This is closely related to practice." Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Don't look at the many Taoists in Taoism, but not everyone has deep magic power. It all depends on personal practice, faith strength, merit and even understanding."

The belief of the people will turn into power and fall on the being enshrined.

Just like the mountain god of a mountain and the river god of a river, both need belief and worship from the people. If there is no worship, it means that they no longer trust.

If the people no longer trust a mountain god and river god, then that god will fall.

Yes, if the last belief is lost, the god will also fall.

Si Lengyue said: "In the past fifty years, our Si family has no witch power anymore."

Qin Liuxi said: "But there are wizards in Dafeng, it is impossible to lose faith."

Si Lengyue said indifferently: "Fifty years ago, the last wizard with witchcraft in the Si family established a family rule that she would no longer pass on witchcraft to her descendants. At that time, she also had only one daughter. It is a pity that the descendants will no longer practice witchcraft, and whether the curse can be broken without breaking through."

Even if the Si family no longer practiced witchcraft, the descendants would still die young.

"It doesn't matter whether you practice witchcraft or not. Generations have changed, and the Si family doesn't rely on it for a living. As you said, the sins committed by the Si family a hundred years ago should be dispelled by this so-called magic to pay for the karma."

Qin Liuxi entered the Si's house and said: "Go back to your physical body first, it's not a good thing to be away from your soul for a long time, and it's also a trouble to have the thing of being possessed last time."

Si Lengyue suddenly remembered the scene of "myself" vomited, her expression changed a little, and she said, "Then I'll go there first."

Qin Liuxi nodded with a smile, watched her go, and swept the Si family's wall from the corner of his eyes.

There are ghosts whoosh and disappear.

Go, go, that violent little evil spirit is here again.

...

Wang family.

Wang Gongzheng was drinking the lean meat water that Qin Liuxi mentioned, it was just stewed, just as she said, with only a few sprinkles of salt, the soup was clear and sweet.

And beside him, there was a young servant recounting the scene he saw when he went out to fetch the medicine.

"...It's also a coincidence. When the slave went to the Hall of Eternal Life to get the medicine, he happened to see the man who didn't ask the master to leave, and heard gossip from the staff in the Hall of Eternal Life. It made the third grandma of the Tu family anxious." The young servant told the prince what he had heard gossip: "I heard that the third grandma Tu would pay ten times the price for the jade snow skin, and she would not give it up without asking the master."

The prince frowned.

Wang Zheng also frowned and said, "Grandfather, this is not the first time Tu Jiu has hurt someone with his horse. He even kicked someone to death before, and it was all paid for by money. I didn't expect it to happen again now, and she is still a little girl. Tu Jiu The family is really conniving him more and more, so rampant, is it because the emperor is far away from the city of Qingzhou Prefecture, so that it will not be easy to be impeached by the imperial censor?"

The Patriarch of the Tu family served as Minister of the Taipu Temple in the middle of the capital, and the uncle of the Tu family served in the house in the middle of the capital. The people in the other houses either worked outside or lived in the old house in Qingzhou Fucheng.

The prince pointed at the table and said, "What else did you think of?"

Wang Zhengdao: "Grandma Tu San is willing to pay a high price for the jade snow muscle. I'm afraid it's for the birthday of the imperial concubine. That woman will have her birthday at the end of winter. My grandson heard that the jade snow muscle can only be found in the Jiuxuan Auction Hall now. , but I don’t want to have goods in the Palace of Eternal Life in Qingzhou City, so it’s no wonder she refuses to let it go.”

"That's right, for such a rare and good thing, it's not an exaggeration to ask for rare goods to live in in the Palace of Eternal Life. What's interesting is that even if Grandma Tu San is willing to pay ten times the price, the Palace of Eternal Life will not sell it. She just gave it to the master." The prince challenged Frowning, he asked, "What does this mean?"

Wang Zheng was startled, what does it mean?

That female crown has a friendship with the Palace of Eternal Life, and the friendship is not shallow.