This night, Zhao Daochang didn't fall asleep. He was thinking about a question. Is the temple so terrible?

This year's Mid -Autumn Festival is destined to make him unforgettable, because he did not eat the cake wine of the Qifeng Village, and did not enjoy the lantern performance.

The next day the sun rises on time, and the mountain gate is all as usual. The only difference is that there are two more beautiful women. During the day, the mountains run to the young teacher to take a bath for the uncle.

Soon the Qingcheng sent the news that the uncle of the young teacher took the maid to return to the mountain. Naturally, some people did not believe it, but the facts were better than the argument. There were two beautiful women who ran around the two mountains every day.

The uncle's body was filled, and the Taoist priests from the mountain gate were envy or envy. As for jealousy; no one dared to have it, after all, the little uncle's fist was too hard.

Time flies. In addition to being taught by five Taoist people every day, Zhao Daochang is soaked in tea and sulfur bath in Houshan most of the time. Poisoning in the body is soaked all day long.

It has also begun to increase the speed of poison overflow, which is likely to shorten the overall refining time.

In the early 20th of August; he officially bid farewell to Qingcheng Mountain to enter Beijing, because it was very expensive along the way, there was no grand ceremony, and there was no tearful words. The five Taoists should say a few days before;

Instead, he went down the mountain and was extremely quiet. The Taoist priests from the mountain gate sent him to the mountain gate. He waved his hand reluctantly and saw that when he was sitting on the carriage, he went down the mountain again.

This time, I do n’t map to the future; I do n’t ask the return period, but I hope the younger brother is safe!
Chapter completed!