The old Taoist priests and others had learned from Qin Liuxi that Grandma Liu had used the insidious magic trick of inducing her. She did not dare to make a dead ghost in her farm, but instead pulled the person to this remote back mountain to burn it.

Now, the pile of black charcoal wood mixed with gray ashes are shining by the sunlight that has just risen in the morning, making people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

I suffered the tragic pain during my lifetime, but I was still exposed to the wilderness after my death. What those people did was really not human affairs!

The old Taoist priest came forward, recited the Sutra of Rebirth, burned a few more yellow and white papers, and then said, "Put it all out."

Sanyuan took out a pottery jar from his back basket, recited a passage of scripture, and then began to collect all the ashes mixed in the black charcoal and put them carefully in the jar.

The master and apprentice worked together, and when it was almost two minutes after Chen Shi, they had already collected all the bones of Du Juan and his son. They didn't leave, but sat there waiting for Qin Liuxi to come.

Qin Liuxi didn't let them wait for a long time. After they ran a small Zhoutian, a few people arrived.

Sanyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them.

Not cheated, finally came.

Qin Liuxi saw the pottery urn wrapped in black cloth, looked at the charred area, pursed her lips, and said to Teng Zhao: "Let's start."

Teng Zhao took off his backpack and started to get things. Sanyuan saw him and went up: "What are you doing?"

"Give them a ferry."

Sanyuan was stunned for a moment, and also helped him take out some food and lit incense and candles.

Qin Liuxi sat aside and stacked gold ingots. The old Taoist priest looked at her and saw that she was moving very quickly. The stacked gold ingots were of excellent quality. When she looked at the sacrifices, she sighed in her heart.

Great goodness.

Qin Liuxi personally recited the mantra of rebirth for Du Juan and his son, burned new gold and silver clothes, and passed away all sufferings and resentment. Du Juan returned to her beautiful and gentle appearance when she was alive, hugged her son and thanked her several people.

"Thank you, the Masters."

Du Juan and the others left.

Qin Liuxi asked Sanyuan to carry the urn, searched for a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and erected another monument with the names of Du Juan and Du Xiaobao.

Only after dealing with these matters did the group go down the mountain toward Licheng.

When he came, it was Lu Xun's carriage arranged by horses. After handling the Wei family's affairs, he left first because of official duties, so when he left, it was Wei's carriage arranged by horses. Because there were more old Taoist priests and disciples, Qin Liuxi prepared another one.

As for why I didn’t take the yin road and quickly, I was naturally teaching and traveling on the road, not to mention that both disciples were around me, so when would I teach you when I would not be taught at this time.

So, along the way, Qin Liuxi caught two children, teaching both herbs and skills. Sanyuan was a shameless person who could seize opportunities. He ignored Teng Zhaowangchuan's jealousy and followed Qin Liuxi to take lessons.

In other words, since then, I have been placing orders in Qingping Temple, and I am the disciple of Qingping Temple. Qin Liuxi, who is the young master of Guanyin, is normal for preaching and teaching to disciples in Guanyin.

Qin Liuxi was happy. A person who entered the Tao was talented, but diligence was even more important. Sanyuan would find opportunities to be ambitious. So what if she taught her, she would still be a person from Qingping Temple. She asked her to say that it would be better to have a hundred or ten such a motivated Taoist priest.

There are so many people who can fight, and you can carry the banner if you twist any one of them, which is so happy.

Now, there is another person she teaches.

After listening to several classes, Sanyuan felt that there was no harm without comparison. What he learned in the past was all about writing, not ability.

He always feels enlightened and has a lot of herbs and herbs when he sees less and better masters of the essence, how to introduce them, and how to use them for his own use.

The old Taoist priest felt Sanyuan's grievance and was not guilty at all. The Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and he was beaten to death with an old bone and was not a loss.

Sanyuan: Bah!

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As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, when Qin Liuxi and his group slowly returned to Licheng, the talent show in Beijing was in full swing. When autumn is getting stronger, there are more and more honors in Beijing to appreciate autumn. Even after dinner happening in Beijing. For example, whose concubine and brother-in-law are broken by tea and their shoes, and which family's honest mother-in-law is actually a bad mother-in-law who can fight with his wife. This is the most common thing, and it will be separated in a few days.

This is the most discussed. Last year, the former Guanglu Temple Minister Qin Yuanshan made a mistake during the high sacrificial ceremony and was eviled by the saint. This year's sacrificial ceremony was worse than last year, and it almost hurt the saint. After investigation, the remnants of the former Prince Jia were involved in the matter. Therefore, the new Guanglu Temple Minister wore a third-rank official hat that was less than a year, which was even worse than Qin Yuanshan. He directly confiscated his home and sentenced him to behead him after the autumn.

Some court officials went to Qin Yuanshan to commit crimes, which was a plea and should be forgiven for exile and restored to official status.

Although the position of the new Guanglu Temple Minister was a bit evil, it was still defeated by the various parties. After all, it is a third-rank official.

The saint was troubled by the quarrel and entered the harem, and had nowhere to go. Although Concubine Meng had already sent an eunuch to say that the little prince missed his father, he always clamored to go to court to see his father.

At the beginning of this move, the saint was a little embarrassed, but he became annoyed after many times, especially when he was competing for the position of the Guanglu Temple Minister, An Chenghou actually intervened.

The saint knew that he knew the destiny, but the prince had not yet been established. There were so many princes, and everyone wanted to fight for it, especially the voice of the crown prince was getting louder and louder. The concubines with the prince tried their best to compete for favor.

Today I will give you a sweet soup, tomorrow I will give you a stew, and the next day I will say I will make a new dance.

There is nothing pure.

But when it comes to purity, is it not to argue?

"Let's go to Changxin Palace."

That was Xuepin's palace.

When Xuepin heard that the saint was coming, she didn't do anything. She just asked the palace servants to prepare snow water tea and a plate of chestnut cake. After she had a look, she went to the palace gate to wait.

When the saint came, he bowed and served him to the seat, he personally made tea with boiled water. He said as much as ever. The hall was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and fruits, which was not as fragrant as other palaces, but it was fragrant and pleasant.

When a cup of snow chrysanthemum tea came up, the saint smiled: "Why are you using chrysanthemum?"

Concubine Xue is not beautiful. Compared to Concubine Meng in the harem, she is just a little jasper-like concubine. She is as elegant as a chrysanthemum and doesn't talk much, but when she talks to her, she always talks to her.

"Autumn is dry, and chrysanthemums drop fire." Xuepin pushed the chestnut cake over.

The saint smiled again, and followed the conversation and said who would come to Guanglu Temple. He also complained that who would be in trouble for this position and almost started fighting. Finally, he said, "I am old, and they can't sit still."

These words are a bit cold.

Xuepin didn't reply.

"Pin Xue, tell me who do I want to be the Minister of Guanglu Temple?"

Xuepin frowned: "The harem cannot interfere in politics." Before the saint could say forgiveness, he said: "Also, I don't know who is who."

The saint laughed ha ha, he forgot that Concubine Xue was a terrible girl, and she had no family behind her, no children or fights. She usually didn't even date the palace concubine, so how many officials did she know?

Xuepin continued tea for him and said in a low voice: "It is better to use the old man than to wear a new man than to wear a new man. You can trust him."
Chapter completed!