The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group's Favorite Boss Chapter 202

Chapter 202 Ghosts and Gods Rest in Peace

Tang Jin raised his short hands and hugged his little head. The five- or six-year-old dumplings were not so calm at this time. They puffed up their little cheeks and looked at the smiling young man who seemed to be painless no matter what others said. .

Ning Sheng has come in from the door.

"Little friend, we have already asked someone to give feedback on the matter of the Taoist Temple of the Five Aggregates. In the past two years, Taoist Ziyun's health has been very bad, and it is estimated that there is not much time left, so I neglected the discipline in the Taoist Temple and only looked at the superficial phenomenon. At this moment, the Five Aggregates Taoist Temple is looking for Yu Xia who has escaped."

Ning Sheng said this with a serious expression.

He didn't know that Ziyun Daoist's situation was so bad before. Daoist said a word about this action. The most important thing is that people from the Sanqing Taoist Temple must be invited and treated with the highest treatment.

Fortunately, this sentence was not ignored by the Five Aggregates Taoist Temple!

Otherwise, 80% of them will be folded here!

Thinking of this, I was rather angry and itchy.

But looking at Tang Jin at the moment - the little milk dumpling holds her head in both hands, the two small hands are short, just wrapping around her head, a bright little head, a big cat when she raises her little face to look at people The pupil is soft and moist and cute.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the sky at noon was overcast as if evening was coming. Thinking of the scattered evil spirits, the air seemed to be heavy and depressed.

But looking at Tang Jin, this little dumpling is too milky, but it is inexplicably reassuring.

"We have already found someone to dismantle the door and re-install it in the rain. It should be completed after noon, and what should we do next?"

In the face of the juniors who are not much younger than him, Ning Sheng asked naturally.

Tang Jin blinked, and finally his eyes fell into the ancestral hall.

"All these things are done, the next step is to give them a sense of belonging and gradually eliminate their evil thoughts."

Tang Jin jumped off the small stool, Yuan Chi Fuchen has been taken back into the small bag by her, and she is standing in front of the tablets at this moment.

This is an abandoned ancestral hall in Gangfeng Village.

Before , there was a special care for cleaning, but it was a thing of the past, and the people who looked after the ancestral hall were long gone.

At this moment, the writing on the tablets in the ancestral hall can't be read clearly. When I first came here, it was full of dust. Now this situation has been cleaned up by them.

According to Tang Jin's request, asked the name of the feng shui metaphysician who died in Dongxifang in the recent years in the Taoist Temple of Five Aggregates, and he is also listed here at the moment.

Can have a comforting effect on these evil spirits?

Ning Sheng thought to himself.

But in the next second, black air surged outside the window, like flowing ancient ink, slowly pouring in from the crack of the window.

Ning Sheng was startled and was about to touch his peach wood sword.

"nothing."

The little **** opened their mouths first.

There is an unexpected feeling about this phenomenon.

"No one erected a monument after the death of those feng shui metaphysicians. Even if they wanted to suppress these things, they couldn't suppress them, and they were full of resentment. Now that most of the ghosts have dissipated, they felt that their names were found—"

Tang Jin's small body stood in the middle of the ancestral hall.

Ye Changan had already stepped aside, and Ning Sheng also subconsciously stepped aside.

Looking at those black qi condensed into a human form, as if to touch Tang Jin gently, but when he found that Tang Jin was stained with a little black qi because of him, he withdrew his hand, feeling a little sad and disturbed.

And the little dumpling doesn't look like a five- or six-year-old child.

He had already squeezed three incense sticks for worshiping ghosts and gods and inserted them into the small incense burner.

acts prudently, with a soft and steady voice.

"The country is peaceful, the people are happy, there is a return to death, and there is a reason for it. They are not vicious and vicious ghosts, they silently protect many people behind their backs."

Smoke rose faintly, black gas poured into the plaque, and the sky crossed purple electricity, reflecting on Tang Jin's face.

There is another kind of gentleness in the serious little milk voice.

Ning Sheng was originally convinced, but now, looking at the little girl who was stained with black air because of helping ghosts and worshiping gods, it was even more difficult to hide his excitement.

Have the ability and the courage to do some things that ordinary people dare not do without certainty, and can do it beautifully. The inheritance of Feng Shui metaphysics is really a successor!

"rest in peace."

With the sound of the little milk falling.

After the thunder and lightning stopped, everything returned to calm, except for the sound of rustling rain, like the sighs of ghosts and gods resting in peace.

After , it will be as Tang Jin said.

The intrusion of evil ghosts is temporary, but with these 'ghosts' suppression, good talisman paper and Taoists here, it is certain that Gangfeng Village will be able to restore true peace one day.

Finally, the modification here is not satisfied for a long time, so I pushed back and forth to make changes

This chapter first, Ah Qing's condition has not been very good for the past two days. First, go to bed early, take a look at it at noon tomorrow morning, and then make up for it.

I'm ready to enter a new plot

Xian An An

See you at noon tomorrow

Ask for a ticket and leave a message, I love you

(end of this chapter)

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