MTL - Ostentatious Zhao Yao-Chapter 60

During the day when Liu Yuling left, I stayed at the Dust Temple. I am not comforting, and she probably does not need comfort. So I simply squatted on the window and let her practice some outside work in the yard.

Now I am not afraid of ink and blue, I will be bold and daring.

A few days ago, her body was for me to meditate for her. After a while, she practiced herself. After returning to Yuandan, she also ate a few, and the practice improved a lot. I used her body several times to make a mana that exceeded her ability. Although it hurt her body, she quickly raised her upper limit.

If it is only when she enters Wanshaomen, her cultivation is about a middle and lower level of magic, and now, I can guarantee that if you encounter another situation, you will encounter the situation. For her own, she will not do worse than me.

I asked her to put her thoughts on the practice. She also cooperated. For a whole day, I was so tired that I had no time to ponder the things of Liu Yuling.

I learned that in the evening, when I saw the sun setting, I could go out and sway, and I would discuss it with you. I will go to the ghost market to pay off the debts. When I arrive, I will take her body to find me. After I have finished the debt of the ghost city, I can come back directly to her body. A precious time that is not delayed and inky and greasy.

"What about me?" He was a little wronged. "Are you throwing me into a ghost market like that?"

I looked at her in a serious way: "A busy day, you must want to be quiet..."

"I do not want."

"... Don't talk back." I said, "You must be quiet. I will give you this time of time. You can drift through the wind. After an hour, you will automatically return to the soul. Don't be embarrassed."

She bit her lip. In the end, I still said my voice: "Okay..."

I am rude to the ghost market.

All the way to rush to wait until the beginning of the Hai was barely rushed to the ghost city, there is still more than half an hour before the child, enough for me to deal with these messy ghost city.

I wanted to go to the big Yindi government money shop to check the account, see how much money, and then look for Cao Ning and his mother, calculate the money, and go green. I didn't need to find it at all, and Zhou found me the first time.

She is shorter than me, but she still squints at me. I know she can't understand me. In her eyes, I am a fox who has taken away his son's heart. I know that she is mad at me, so I deliberately licked my hair in front of her, and it looked even more fascinating: "The debt is over, let your son find it and write the green."

"Writing to write!" Listening to my opening, Zhou directly bombed, "My son is in heaven! He is rising! What green book is written!" She came up to catch me, but still wear it from my body. In the past, she slammed on the floor and cried aloud. "You bring my son back!"

what?

what?

I am a little bit lapped.

Why do I always have something that I can't understand every time I meet this old lady? What is Shengxian? I asked her: "When he died for so long, he can still rise to the immortal? What is the system of rising immortals? What is it that he raises immortals, how can I return you?"

"It's the money you burned!" Zhou smothered his tears and pointed at me and rebuked him. "You have burned so much money for him! So much money, full of merit, he flew directly, God, no. came back!"

what? Give you those who have good merits and burn more money, and can burn you to heaven?

No one told me about the rules of your ghost market at the beginning!

"I just watched my son go to heaven, I watched him fly away!" She cried in tears, but I couldn't help but feel a little funny...

But because of her crying and noisy, the voice is getting bigger and bigger, and it attracts the ghost of the next.

I have a glimpse of my heart, but I don’t want to be guilty of going to the dungeon for three days. I’m about to stop her. Next to Muir, I’ve been wearing a ghost. It’s a child swimming, and I’m helping Zhou on the ground: "You old lady, I don't know how to be embarrassed. My sister A sister sent your son to the sky and flew into a fairy. It is a merit that many people can't ask for. It is the blessings that you have cultivated in your life. How are you still? Blame my sister!"

Zhou cried and cried, and did not answer.

"A sister, let's go."

Ziyou reached out and led me to the side. I wanted to avoid this old lady and leave this right and wrong. I know his kindness, but...

"What about the Green Book?" I looked at the child and looked at Zhou. "What about my green book? Who am I going to write?"

Ziyou smiled and looked at me: "You're flying to the public, and you still have to write a green book. You are now a fairy will, and you will be free to regain your freedom."

That too...that is...

I got the name of a widow for the sake of two.

Well……

I feel the chin, if I don't tell Mo Qing about this, he shouldn't find this one either, or else I will marry him for a lifetime. Anyway, after we die, we don't have the energy to care about me. Have you ever done a fairy... a will.

However, even if he knows, it should be fine.

I meditated, and as I swam to the restaurant, I could float and float and I suddenly reacted: "What about me!"

Ziyou was scared by a sentence that I broke into: "What happened?"

"What about me?" I stared at him. "I received more money from the paper. Will I burn it up?"

I was teased by me. "A sister, you care too much, you can't be a fairy."

"Why?"

"The person who has been murdered by the crime of killing is not able to rise to the immortal." He explained with care to me, "This is actually not entirely dependent on the sister of A, to raise the immortal, to have no killing in the tenth, to be a benevolent person, to be a great merit. In order to rise to the immortal, it is the life of the scholar who has reached his own life. You are just sending him a trip."

Oh……

I feel that there is a bit of a lingering fear: "I can still burn paper and burn it to the sky. No one has ever said anything to me before."

Ziyou is a little crying and laughing: "Ghosts accept paper money, but the inheritance is actually a part of the world's mind, the more the mind, the more good things before life, a piece of paper money, a merit, after the accumulation of merit to a certain extent, naturally I have changed. But there is so much money to burn because of this. I am also... I heard that someone was burned to the sky because of too much money. This ordinary person can’t think of it, and naturally he can’t tell you. ""

After all, I still pay off my debts... I’m too hard.

This can't depend on me! Lai Moqing, who received so many disciples, a disciple of Beishan burned the people for two days.

"A sister, don't worry about it, you are now a fairy will, and God will have more care for you."

I licked my mouth, and I didn’t want to go to the sky. I didn’t want to sway, and I didn’t live as well... oh, no, I’m so dying and dying to the present.

I followed the children and sat on the second floor of their pub, letting the child swim around me. I looked at him and knocked on the table: "Let's say you put it." I only held my head to look at it. He, "How do you suddenly know that I made the crime of killing in my lifetime? I didn't tell you about it before?"

The child swims silently.

As he hangs his eyes, Muir laughs open: "The doorman... wise."