Tian Fengyu just smiles and says it doesn’t need to be ready-made
"I’m still busy."
"Hey, hey, that’s what the Taoist priest just said. It’s not white that you monks have anything to do except chanting incense every day."
The eunuch in the palm factory and Tian Fengyu talked for a while and wanted to win over the great god of wealth. After that, orders often come!
Tian Fengyu took the paper and walked to the end of the alley. He didn’t take two steps. Suddenly he saw Ji Xiang playing with a craftsman at a corner across the street.
He immediately hid in the corner, and the midday sun shone on him, but his shadow looked very pale.
But also heard what Ji Xiang said, "I will do it again in two days."
The child is very interested in playing with Ji Xiang.
Tian Fengyu narrowed his eyes and smiled revengefully at the corner of his mouth. When Ji Xiang left, he looked at the craftsman thoughtfully.
"Just from this house."
Chapter seventy-one A green and a red two people
Ji Xiang’s craftsman left two copies of the symbol paper with the red symbol "The disaster symbol of the house" to stabilize the house. The effect is also simple and rude, and all the disasters in the house can be eliminated regardless of the object
And yellow writes the Xuantian Emperor mantra for the children themselves.
Ji Xiang’s fingers picked up Huang Fu’s incense and spontaneously ignited the spell. Nezha’s first child was shocked to see that his hands were holding the operator and he was very curious to watch it carefully
Ji Xiang teaches children to recite the mantra, and the child’s mouth is clear and crisp. "I would like to ask the northern Zhenwu God to step on the celestial pole; Long hair will top Dyson’s seven stars … "
Strange to say, something happened at this time.
When the child recites the Xuantian Emperor’s mantra, Ji Xiang suddenly feels in her heart that she can feel a wish to pull, and the object of this wish is the child in front of her.
Ji Xiang blinked, and her heart was filled with amazing ripples.
I’ve taken the white-faced Zhenwu Emperor, and now I’m a member of Zhenwu.
Isn’t it that you can separate the incense of Zhenwu Emperor?
As soon as she thought about this, she felt that she used to pick up garbage in the big floating land, but she could get up again.
"I’ll come here again in a couple of days. I hope you’ll think it over."
Ji Xiang told the craftsman’s father’s novel that this time, the craftsman’s father knew that Wudang Mountain was the top of Tiandaomen, and it could be said that the three mountains were equal.
I’m a craftsman, and if nothing happens, I won’t make great achievements when I have children.
Ji Xiang took the wooden seal and played with the children for a while and said goodbye.
The craftsman’s father looked at Ji Xiang’s back and made up his mind secretly.
How can we keep children at the bottom of society like ourselves?
Changing one’s fate may be impossible for the world to seek at present. How can you abandon the law at will?
"My son is going to be in the fairy class."
The craftsman’s father looked at the child’s back and his eyes were in a trance. He felt that the family was finally going to be proud of future generations, and that a gentleman could marry and have a life without worrying about the aftermath.
Just after Ji Xiang left for a while, the craftsman saw a Dahongpao Taoist coming not far away with a big bundle of yellow paper in his hand.
……
Tian Fengyu smiled, "The store is being original and Tian Feng Feather is the wish of Dongyue Temple outside Chaoyang Gate in Dongcheng."
The craftsman nodded in a daze. "I wonder if the Taoist priest wants it?"
"Ah, it’s like this. Over the years, I have accumulated a lot of incense money. After renovating some gods, I still have a lot of balance. I was thinking about Xicheng. Please watch the play here. After all, incense money is from the people and also from the people."
"You see, at the end of this street, turn left, and it’s West City Fucai Square …"
Tian Fengyu said that he came to Xicheng to do charity and earn incense money to repay the public.
"When you first went to Fucai Square, you invited a troupe to sing. You don’t need to spend money, you need to bring your own tea bench so that everyone can watch it."
"But I hope that everyone who goes to the theatre can hold this spell. This is to help our Dongyue Temple do propaganda."
"You can sit in the front position with these two charms."
Tian Fengyu said, picking up a large number of rune papers that had just been taken from the Han Jing factory. These rune papers were all painted with spells and printed. He took out two pieces from them and put them in the hands of the craftsman.
The craftsman wondered, "Go to the West Market? There’s a play, but that’s not a good place … "
Tian Fengyu smiled and looked at the wussy man and explained, "Being original is a blessing of Dongyue Temple. Dongyue Temple is exactly where the netherworld always shops, and singing in the west is extremely heavy. It is also a way to suppress the yin, and there are wizards in Dongyue Temple. What are you afraid of?"
"After all, what kind of kid dares to mess up the eyelids of Emperor Dongyue?"
"That’s true."
The craftsman scratched his head. "But I don’t seem to have been to Dongcheng Xiang … What did you give me this front seat symbol paper?"
Thanks to Lu, he still knows that he feels a little disloyal and takes advantage. After all, he has never been to Dongcheng Xiang.
"It’s a fate not to pay attention to the door. I think you are destined to bring it just now. Didn’t a Taoist pass by here just now? This is fate."
"Ah, that just the Taoist priest and you are …?"
"I’m barely a disciple, but we’re not one of them. He’s a celebrity in the palace and a servant of the current emperor’s Tao!"
Tian Fengyu "praised" her image, and then the craftsman widened his eyes and even Nezha’s head doll around him exclaimed with an incredible expression.
"Before I saw the Taoist elder brother and the palace eunuch walk side by side, I didn’t expect him to be …"
Tian Fengyu smiles.
"Practice has adults to serve the emperor naturally! Shao Yuanjie in the past, Tao Zhongwen, now Zhang Zhenren, Ji Xiang … Oh, Ji Xiang is just my teacher younger brother’s name. "
"Forget it, just remember to sing opera all the time, and don’t forget to come. Thank you for coming."
The craftsman thanked him again and again for "walking slowly."
The craftsman sent Tian Fengyu and the child a piece of paper, and their honest faces were full of hearts, but they thought that it would be the last scene for them to watch together soon.