Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

chapter 26

Zi Mo broke the early morning, and carved the saddle to reflect the painting wheel.Because of repairing Luoyang, I recall Yonghechun again.

Jinxiang Xunxiangdu, Loutai Fanyu is new.I have time in my busy schedule to see the empty people.

Although Kong Qing was busy for most of the night last night, when he practiced Xiantian Kungfu for the first time, he immediately entered the state of no thoughts and no thoughts, and started the first time to reconcile and transfer qi.

When Kong Qing received his kung fu the next morning, not only did he feel that he had cultivated the first ray of innate qi, but he also became more energetic, without the fatigue that he should have had after staying up all night.

Congenital Kungfu is truly worthy of Wang Chongyang's lifelong painstaking efforts. It is the first-class Taoist Xuangong in the world of martial arts, and the effect is really immediate.

Of course, Kong Qing knew that the reason why he practiced so well was that when he got the innate skills, the system directly instilled Wang Chongyang's understanding of the innate skills into Kong Qing's head, allowing him to have Wang Chongyang's innate skills. The relationship between Chongyang, a Taoist master, and his understanding of innate skills.

This also made Kong Qing firm in his belief in collecting merits and continuing to draw prizes.

Isn't it delicious to prostitute the knowledge, experience, and comprehension of a great Daoist master?

This is just an innate skill. If I get the nine-turn profound skill, who will I prostitute for nothing?

Yang Jian is still real Yuding, or...

It is not a dream to prove the Tao with force.

Kong Qing, who was in a very happy mood, went to the kitchen humming a song, made himself a large bowl of corn rice, and then went back to his room without taking a bite of the food. Just eating the wrong gold roll that I brought back yesterday, I was sweating all over.

When eating, Kong Qing even poured himself a bag of French fries as a side dish...

full HP resurrection!

There is no other way, the skill of the Pyrotechnician in the kitchen of Qingdu Temple is too rough, Kong Qing really can't accept it!
After eating, Kong Qing put on his Guchen suit, didn't even attend the morning class, and set off for the Zhuangyan Temple with his divine beast Yazi.

Just kidding, morning class or something, how could it be compared with those lovely leeks... poor people who continue to point out the maze!

But because Kong Qing was so excited, he completely forgot that today is You Day, which is the day when other Taoists in Qingdu Temple reported to him the work of the head of the academy.

As a result, when Cong Houfu, the accountant Taoist of Qingdu Temple, came to find Kong Qing, the head of the courtyard, after morning class, he found that the house was empty, leaving only a clean rice bowl in the yard. .

Just as he sighed and went back to his accounting room with the ledger in his hands, he met Yan Fengzong, the Taoist supervisor of the side courtyard who was also holding the documents and was planning to live in the side courtyard.

"Happiness..."

When Yan Fengzong saw Cong Houfu who had just walked over from the side courtyard where the head courtyard was located, he made a joke.

"Why do you have a steadfast face? Could it be that the head of the school found something wrong in the accounts?"

"Pooh!"

Originally, Yan Fengzong was just joking, but unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Cong Houfu immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Wrong, who do you think I am, Cong Houfu? How could there be any mistakes in the accounts I made..."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Knowing that he said something wrong, Yan Fengzong nodded repeatedly, and apologized to Cong Houfu.

"It's someone who said the wrong thing, I wish you well, everyone can trust you."

Originally, Cong Houfu was just bored, that's why he was a little irritable, so after Yan Fengzong bowed his head and apologized, he gradually calmed down, and hurriedly called Yan Fengzong, bowed his head and hugged the account book, and planned to go back to the accounting room.

"Happiness..."

Just when Cong Houfu was about to leave, he heard Yan Fengzong's voice.

"Tomorrow is the time to buy the candle paper watch for next month. Please wait for me in the account room for a while. I will go to the account room to find you after signing the deposit."

"What's the use of looking for me? Can I make money..."

After hearing Yan Fengzong's words, Cong Houfu immediately felt sad, grabbed Yan Fengzong, and chattered.

"Don't talk about things like candles, paper watches, and now we haven't bought rice, flour, grain, oil and food for next month, and there are seven or eight houses in the side yard whose roofs have leaked, and we have to buy some bricks and tiles to repair them. , things like thatch and chalk, the Taoist robes of the brothers in the temple are already very worn out, and I have to buy some cloth...

But now there are less than ten pennies left in Qingduguan's account, what do you think I should do now? "

"what!"

After hearing Cong Houfu's words, the face of Yan Fengzong, the Taoist supervisor of Qingdu Temple, suddenly changed.

"There are less than ten pennies left on the account, how is it possible! Isn't it half a month ago that the director just sent more than twenty pennies to the warehouse?"

"Is more than 20 coins a lot?"

Cong Houfu said with a downcast face.

"Although there are not many people in our temple, everyone has to eat. Dou Jiande's battle has just ended, and now he is fighting with Xu Yuanlang again. Now the food price in Chang'an is rising three times a day...

And the little master is kind-hearted, and repeatedly told everyone not to deduct food, the incense in our temple is like this, and we don't have any temple property, isn't it just sitting and eating..."

"What about the master..."

Yan Fengzong asked eagerly.

"Did the headmaster tell you what to do next?"

"No……"

Cong Houfu shook his head with a look of helplessness.

"The director is not in his yard, and he didn't participate in the morning class. The people in the kitchen told me that after walking around the kitchen this morning, the director sighed and left with a bowl of corn rice. There was no food at all. verb: move.

According to a certain person, the director saw the tight situation in Guanli, so he wanted to deliberately save money and leave the food to us, so the director is not in his room, so he must have gone out to set up a stall early... to give advice Mijin, give us change! "

Having said that, Cong Houfu sighed again.

"Someone really thinks we are a bunch of useless idiots..."

"Ugh……"

After hearing Cong Houfu's words, Yan Fengzong's complexion changed for a while, and he also lowered his head.

"Changanju, it's not easy!"

"Even so..."

Cong Houfu sucked his nose, his eyes were red.

"But Qingwei is still desperately busy, saving food and money to maintain the livelihood of us people, I just feel that I am waiting for what virtue and ability to meet Taoist Xuancheng and Qingwei with such a noble character. hospital……"

"You are right, Houfu, we are useless idiots..."

Yan Fengzong also raised his head with a dejected look on his face.

"I can't even support myself, so I can only do my best to do what I have at hand. Even if I can't help you, don't make trouble for the master..."

"Ugh!"

Cong Houfu and Yan Fengzong let out a long sigh at the same time.

"It was our blessing to meet Xuancheng and Qingwei, but to meet us..."

At this time, Kong Qing, who had already arrived at the gate of the Zhuangyan Temple and was organizing his hexagram stall with the help of Kunlun Numoli, had no idea that in the Qingdu Temple, there were two Taoist priests who did not eat a single bite of food in the morning. I came to look for leeks early in the morning, so I was moved to tears, and my body fell to the ground.

At this moment, in his eyes, there are only these leeks that have been in the incubation period passing by in front of him!
After the hexagram booth was roughly sorted out, Kunlun Numoli also bid farewell to Kong Qing...

Because when the Fa conference started, that is, when the eastern and western cities opened, it was time for him, Moli, to go to work in the two cities... to continue selling medicine.No bragging, no cringing, in the eyes of addicts in the eastern and western cities... the high-spirited people who take the breath away, the Wushi powder of the Kunlun slave brand can be regarded as a resounding signboard.

After Moli left, Kong Qing tidied up the banners he hung on the wall to ensure that there would be no wrinkles on them, so as not to affect people's reading experience...

Especially in the word "Yiguanzuwen", Kong Qing caressed carefully for a long time.

Just when Kong Qing had finished all the preparations and sat down behind the hexagram booth with his little milk cat in his arms, the sun had gradually risen, and the people who set up the stalls around him also gradually appeared on the road On both sides of the road, and on the roads of Heping and Yongyang, a large number of people have already begun to appear.

Kong Qing's food and clothing parents, as well as the leeks who got mixed up in the food and clothing parents, have already begun to flutter in the wind!

Just when Kong Qing was addicted to masturbation, he heard the sound of gongs coming from a distance. He turned his head and looked over, only to find a strange team coming from a distance.

There were seven or eight people in this team, and the two leaders held gongs in their hands and beat them as they walked, just like a county magistrate on a tour!
In the middle of the line were two tall and strong men, each holding a red tray with five strings of copper coins in his hand.Another big man was holding a banner that was obviously just finished, with four big characters embroidered with red thread on it...

The magic trick!

In front of and behind these three big men, there is another person preaching something loudly, Kong Qing seems to have heard his own name from a distance...

What's happening here?
Before Kong Qing could react, he saw that this strange team was already beating the gong, and brought a large group of idlers around to his hexagram booth.

Then the sound of the gong stopped, and an older man came out of the team, clasped his fists in both hands, bowed to the ground towards Kong Qing, and said loudly.

"Daoist Qingwei's calculations are ingenious. Yesterday's calculations are all accurate. My eldest lady is indeed destined to marry, and it will be next year. Today, this old slave is ordered by my husband to send ten pieces of green clams for congratulations." money!"

"what?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Kong Qing felt that he was completely puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, but for the sake of his high-minded personality, he still put the sleepy-looking little milk cat back into the specially equipped nest beside the table. Then he stood up calmly, put on an expression that was not what I expected, and waved the whisk in his hand.

"Thanks to the wrong love from the eldest son of the Yang family, that poor man will be ashamed!"

No matter what problems you have, once the money is in the hands of Pindao, there is absolutely no reason to refuse...

(End of this chapter)