6kv Chapter 80 He's our man, so we have to serve him!
Chapter 80 He's our man, so we have to serve him!
Chapter 80 He's our man~ We have to serve him~ (Second update, 3200 words)
Lu Yuan left the finishing touches to Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan, and then darted out of the pear garden.
Clearly, Lu Yuan's worries were unnecessary.
What greets you is a completely different kind of everyday life.
On the street, five large wooden tables were lined up in a row, steam rising from them.
The soldiers of the Fengtian Security Regiment were eating around a boiling hot pot, their faces flushed, hats askew, having long forgotten about military discipline.
The old-fashioned bamboo pole was stuck in the snowdrift next to it, like a row of bare tree branches.
But a dozen meters away, the scene was quite different.
A small, elegant table and two armchairs covered with soft fox fur.
Aunt Qin and Aunt Qiao'er sat side by side like that.
They were covered with a fluffy blanket, with a thick tiger-skin rug under their feet, and a small fire pit around them kept them warm and cozy.
Their delicate, pink feet, painted with flamboyant nail polish, were bare as they stepped on the tiger skin.
Enjoying hot pot while sipping warm wine is incredibly pleasant.
"You two seem to be enjoying yourselves quite a bit."
Lu Yuan appeared silently at the table, chuckling and teasing.
Upon hearing the sound, the two stunning beauties turned their heads, their gorgeous faces first blooming with undisguised joy.
Then, without prior arrangement, they all gave him a charmingly disdainful eye roll.
"You're such a smooth talker, you little liar."
"They said it would be over in an hour, but it's been almost three hours! My legs are numb from sitting so long!"
Lu Yuan smiled helplessly and sighed softly, saying, "There's nothing I can do."
"What was initially thought to be a malevolent spirit was about to attack, but upon entering, it turned out to be a vengeful spirit."
"These people living in the breeding grounds were originally innocent and pitiful, who were brutally murdered by that damned Wang family of the Death King."
"If we can let them pass away peacefully without resorting to violence, then spending an extra hour or two would be worthwhile."
"After all, there's nothing else we can do for them—"
The hint of melancholy in his words touched the ears of the two beautiful aunts, softening their hearts.
Aunt Qiao'er immediately looked at him with concern, her voice sweet and charming: "Oh dear, Auntie was just joking with you."
"How can I really blame you? Look, we're quite comfortable here."
Aunt Qin nodded repeatedly, her voice soft and sweet: "That's right, that's right, don't cry, don't cry~"
"Sit down and eat something to warm yourself up."
Lu Yuan: "??"
Why am I crying?
He was both amused and exasperated: "It's not over yet. There's still something left to deal with. I'll have to go over once they're ready."
"You've got quite a entourage, where did you bring all this from?"
Seeing that Lu Yuan was indeed alright, the two beautiful aunts finally felt relieved. Aunt Qiao explained sweetly, "It's quite a coincidence. We were bored while waiting, so we went to the hot pot shop across the street to get something to eat."
"But when I went inside, I found out it was my aunt's shop!"
"That's why your aunt simply had them move all their equipment here, thinking that you could have a hot meal as soon as you came out."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan was speechless.
Good guy.
In the bizarre world, Stark doesn't know what shops he owns or how much money he has.
As soon as Aunt Qiao'er finished speaking, Aunt Qin next to her lifted the blanket covering her legs with her jade-like hand.
She gently patted her plump, shapely legs, which were covered in glossy black stockings, making a soft "smack" sound. With a seductive look in her eyes, she said in a soft voice, "What are you standing there for? Come over here and have something to eat."
Lu Yuan stared at the soft flesh trembling beneath the black stockings, his throat bobbing as he was about to say something when Xu Erxiao's shout came from the opera house: "Brother Lu, everything's ready!"
Lu Yuan turned around and responded, but had to put down the chopsticks he had just picked up.
He looked at Aunt Qin's pouting red lips and resentful expression, which resembled a spoiled young girl, and couldn't help but grin: "Stop pouting, tidy up a bit, and find a car."
"It will be ready on my end in a little over an hour, before dawn."
After saying that, Lu Yuan turned and left.
Aunt Qin, standing behind them, said in a coquettish voice, "Wait a minute, you little rascal!"
"If you don't sit on Auntie's lap today, Auntie will sit on your face tomorrow and suffocate you with my big, fat ass!"
"snort!"
Lu Yuan: "????"
Lu Yuan stumbled and almost fell.
Aunt Qin is really something these days!
Since the two confessed their feelings for each other at home last time, Aunt Qin has been completely open about it!
These words made Aunt Qiao'er blush with embarrassment.
For a moment, Aunt Qiao couldn't help but gently pat Aunt Qin, and said coquettishly, "What nonsense are you talking about in the street?"
Aunt Qin gently adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on her pert nose, glanced at Aunt Qiao'er with her incredibly intelligent eyes, and said in a sweet voice, "Oh?"
"You don't want to?"
error?
Aunt Qiao'er was stunned for a moment, and then, as if possessed, she actually blinked and thought for a while.
Then, Aunt Qiao turned to look at the aloof and intellectual Aunt Qin beside her, a beautiful smile curving her lips: "I miss her~"
Snapped! !
A crisp sound!
Accompanied by Aunt Qiao'er's sweet cry.
Then, Aunt Qiao'er, covering her large, plump buttocks, glared at Aunt Qin and scolded her playfully, "What are you doing?!"
"Slap my ass in the street!"
After saying that, Aunt Qiao'er quickly turned her head to look at the group of soldiers who were having a great time eating.
"There's a chair blocking the way!"
Aunt Qiao'er was taken aback for a moment, then immediately snorted, "You're not allowed to hit her!"
Aunt Qin rolled her eyes coquettishly and said, "That's exactly what I'm going to do!"
"What are you thinking!"
"He's our man, we have to take care of him!"
"We need to let him sit on our two slutty faces~"
After Aunt Qin finished speaking, Aunt Qiao blinked, thought for a moment, and then nodded seriously: "That works too~"
Just as Lu Yuan was about to step into the pear orchard, a glint of light reflected off the snow caught his eye out of the corner of his eye.
I turned my head and looked.
Those four charred corpses, hmm—
It seems that the people from Biyu Temple only came back to clean up after we left.
Lu Yuan squinted slightly and saw something that was blinding him.
That Yellow Immortal Tribulation Knot!
Lu Yuan immediately turned around and walked over to the black corpse, and pulled off the "Yellow Immortal Tribulation Knot".
This is a great treasure.
If it weren't for this thing, Zhao Bing would have been struck dead by Lu Yuan's lightning long ago.
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Looking at it now, the Tribulation Knot has been burned black, and many of the yellow immortal hairs have been carbonized, but the main form is still there.
Lu Yuan looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then put the treasure into his pocket with a clear conscience.
I picked it up!
Take it back, and next time you see braised chicken, pluck some new feathers from it and then weave it again.
Whether we give it to Aunt Qin or Aunt Qiao'er, it could save their lives in a critical moment.
Upon returning to the opera troupe, Lu Yuan saw a pot set up in the courtyard as soon as he entered.
The pot contained water boiled with fresh cypress leaves, and three pinches of coarse salt and three grains of new rice were added while boiling.
Wang Chengan used a long-handled wooden ladle to scoop up boiling water and began to pour it down from the highest point of the stage, the "courtyard."
When the scalding cypress water was poured onto the countertop, the blood and tears scald marks and the black spots formed by the condensation of yin energy hissed and emitted white smoke as soon as they came into contact with the hot water, and quickly disappeared.
Where the water passed, the wooden planks returned to their original grayish-brown color, and even the mold spots faded considerably.
After that, Lu Yuan and his two companions went back and forth between the backstage and the front yard several times.
After a lot of work, all the costumes, masks, props, including the trunks and dressing tables that had been used to carry the curse, were moved out from backstage.
They piled it up in the center of the yard, poured tung oil mixed with sulfur powder on it, and then set it on fire again.
This time, the flame was a normal orange-red color, crackling as it burned, with various colored specks constantly escaping from it.
Pale blue, pinkish white, light yellow —
That was the lingering regret of liberated actors.
The point of light hovered in the air for a moment before dissipating with the wind and returning to the world.
Lu Yuan personally prepared the glutinous rice paste and pasted the four "house-protecting and earth-soothing talismans" on the lintel of the main gate, the door frame of the back door, and the two main pillars on the left and right sides of the stage.
The talisman is made of yellow paper and written with cinnabar mixed with black dog blood. When it is pasted, the "An Tu Mantra" is recited.
The moment the talisman was affixed, the air in the entire Chunhua Garden seemed to lighten, and the oppressive feeling that had lingered for years completely dissipated.
Finally, Wang Chengan dug a one-foot-deep pit in the southeast corner of the garden, in the Xun position, which represents wind and has the meaning of "sending off".
Xu Erxiao placed a blue stone tablet on it, on which was engraved only one line: "The old story of the Pear Garden is over, and all the souls have returned to their respective places."
Beneath the stele, seven "Taiping Tongbao" coins are arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, with the inscriptions facing upwards, symbolizing "peace of the seven souls and return of the spirit to the stars."
Fill the grave with soil, compact it, and do not build a mound; just level it with the ground.
At four in the morning, although it was still dark, a faint blue dawn was already appearing on the horizon.
The gloomy, resentful, and restless atmosphere that had lingered in Chunhua Garden for decades has completely vanished.
Instead, it had the desolation of an ordinary dilapidated courtyard, but a clean atmosphere.
In the courtyard, a white-feathered pigeon had landed sometime earlier.
It tilted its head to look at the three people in the courtyard, then at the empty stage, and made two clear, melodious "coo-coo" sounds.
Then, it took flight, skimmed over the eaves, passed through the hole in the roof, and flew towards the first rays of dawn on the horizon.
Nearby, Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan rubbed their sore eyes, exhausted after working all night.
"Brother Lu, when we were tidying up here just now, we thought we heard someone softly chant 'Thank you, Your Majesty' in our ear."
"The sound was soft and gentle, like a feather tickling the ear."
Xu Erxiao looked at Lu Yuan and said.
Lu Yuan remained silent after hearing this, only staring at the empty stage.
As dawn broke, most of the nine oil lamps on the platform had gone out, with the remaining flames flickering in the morning breeze.
Finally, with a "poof," the last lamp went out.
The wisps of smoke rose straight up and dissipated into the increasingly bright sky.
Lu Yuan said softly, "No need for thanks."
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, the play is over, it's time for people to move on.
The first rooster crowed in the distance, loud and full of life.
The second place for nurturing evil spirits is broken.
At around six o'clock in the morning, Lu Yuan and his party finally arrived back at Aunt Qiao'er's house by carriage.
After a night of tossing and turning, everyone was exhausted and kept yawning.
Let's not say anything now, let's just go back to our rooms and get some sleep.
However, as he passed the front yard, Lu Yuan suddenly thought of something.
He then immediately turned back and went to the main house in the front yard, looking towards the incense table in the northeast corner.
hiss??!
Today is the sixth day!
Why—why hasn't the braised chicken arrived yet?
Did I fail to transcend the tribulation?
If that's the case, then—there's really nothing Lu Yuan can do.
Whether or not Huangmenji can get through this depends entirely on itself; no one else can help.
Looking at the incense table in front of him, Lu Yuan inexplicably took out the Yellow Immortal Tribulation Knot from his pocket.
For a moment, Lu Yuan was somewhat taken aback.
answer----
should----
No way!
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