Chapter 387 Almost kissed the peach wood spirit!

"You don't know how to hold it in!"

Yuan Baobao refused expressionlessly, put her hands behind her back, turned around and was about to leave.

The old Taoist with white eyebrows quickly stepped in front of her and said with a chuckle: "Little Master, your peach wood sword worked at Master Feng's place that day, why didn't mine work?"

Thinking back then, he had made all the preparations.

Black dog blood, peach wood sword, yellow paper, and the talisman he drew were obviously foolproof, but in the end he was almost killed by the ghost.

Yuan Baobao sneered: "Black dog blood can restrain evil, even ghosts, but did your black dog blood spill on that ghost?"

The little Taoist priest quickly replied: "Master, I don't think so."

"I saw it clearly at that time. When the master sprinkled the black dog blood on the ghost, the ghost's wedding dress fluttered, and all the blood spilled on my master!"

The white-browed Taoist priest blushed and hurriedly explained: "That was a mistake."

The white-browed Taoist priest was afraid that Yuan Baobao would regret accepting him as his disciple, and hurriedly explained: "Master, in fact, most of the time, I don't make mistakes!"

Yuan Baobao glared at him: "In your line of work, you don't have to make no mistakes for a long time. As long as you make one, you're done!"

The white-browed Taoist priest's face changed, and he deeply agreed: "Master, what you taught is right!"

If the master hadn't been there last time, wouldn't he have lost his life?

"Black dog blood can not only restrain evil things, but also your peach wood sword. Besides, your peach wood sword is only made from a peach tree that is only 20 to 30 years old, right?"

The Taoist with white eyebrows was even more impressed. The little princess didn't even look at his peach wood sword carefully at that time, but she actually knew the age of the peach wood sword.

"Master, you are so amazing. You are the reincarnation of Tathagata, with Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils..."

Yuan Baobao stretched out his hand to stop his mindless bragging, "Your peach wood sword is not very old to begin with, and it was soaked with black dog blood. What effect do you expect?"

"Mine is hundreds of years old, and it almost became a spirit..."

The Taoist with white eyebrows widened his eyes in shock, staring at the peach wood sword in his hand with stupid eyes, "This, this..."

The Taoist with white eyebrows almost cried to death!

Almost became a spirit! Why didn't Master say it earlier! He kissed her several times when he just got the peach wood sword!

Didn't he kiss the peach wood spirit?

Yuan Baobao rolled his eyes helplessly, and the guy started to stutter again.

"Let's go, go back first and come back in the evening!"

Yuan Baobao was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. It was still early and she wanted to take a walk around the area.

The feng shui of this area is indeed good, but this big ditch...

Yuan Baobao pondered, after all, it destroyed some of the feng shui, and the Wang family's wealth might not be preserved in the future. Thinking

of the generous reward given by Master Wang, Yuan Baobao decided to give him a friendly reminder.

"Master Wang..."

Although he knew that he didn't have to die before seeing his grandmother, Master Wang was still pale and his legs were shaking.

He had to rely on the help of the servant beside him to walk to Yuan Baobao: "Little princess, just tell me what you want, I will do my best..."

How could he not do his best? Whether he could have children in the future depended on the little princess.

Yuan Baobao pointed to the ditch not far away and said, "What do you plan to do with this place?"

Prince Wang took a look and found that the ditch was several dozen meters long and estimated to be ten meters deep.

It was impossible to fill it up, but it felt a bit awkward to leave it like this, not far from his ancestral tomb.

"Little princess, please tell me clearly!"

Prince Wang was more reasonable this time and took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and handed it to Yuan Baobao.

Yuan Baobao wanted to wave his hand and say no, but the banknotes were a bit thick.

The little girl was confused.

A big hand came forward and grabbed the banknote, and stuffed it into Yuan Baobao's arms without saying anything.

"Little princess, this is a little sincerity from my brother, you should accept it!" The rich brother said nonchalantly.

Prince Wang... When did we become brothers? Why didn't I know?

Yuan Baobao took it and said, "Don't look at the distance of this ditch. Your ancestral tomb is a little far away, but it also ruins the feng shui. If you don't deal with it, your family will slowly decline. Within three generations, you will be the same as ordinary people!"

Prince Wang shuddered and reached into his arms again.

Yuan Baobao waved his hand to stop him: "No, Master Wang, you've given me enough!"

"Tell someone to go back and prepare some good cinnabar and yellow paper. I'll help you deal with it in the evening!"

[This Master Wang is quite sensible. It's fate that we met. I don't mind helping him a little more! ]

[Besides, this family is generally good and has not done anything against the will of heaven and earth, except that they have married too many wives! ]

Master Wang... If it weren't for having a child, he wouldn't want to have more than a dozen concubines. He

has to take care of them after marrying them. He is also very distressed every day, okay?

It's a pity that no one can understand his distress.

He said this to let everyone know, especially those stinky men. I guess everyone wants this kind of distress.

Prince Wang also has a house in this village, and it is the most imposing one.

He comes here to stay for a few days every year, usually during the sacrifice time.

Although he can let his subordinates do it, Prince Wang is still filial. He comes here in person to burn paper and burn incense on some important festivals.

Bringing many people with him, plus the villagers in the village, it is very lively.

The richer people are, the more they believe in these things, which is true.

Yuan Baobao walked around the nearby mountains for a few laps and found it quite interesting.

The old Taoist with white eyebrows and the little Taoist priest followed closely behind, and the rich brother and Yang Yuhuan were naturally unwilling to lag behind.

Don’t say there is a small river at the east end of the village. The water is clear and you can see finger-sized fish swimming around in it.

The fat sister took on the responsibility of tour guide and introduced Yuan Baobao and his friends to the interesting places in their village.

"There used to be a lot of fish in this river, some of them were quite big. But everyone's life is a bit tight, and the children like to catch fish here, and they can make fish soup when they take it home, which also adds some fishy smell to the family!"

Yuan Baobao nodded, and it was obvious that there were no big fish here.

"The rest of these can't be eaten, they are too small!"

"But there are shrimps, I'll find you two!"

The fat lady turned over the stones in the water, and after a few turns, she found two big shrimps.

"Are the shrimps here so big?" Yuan Baobao was stunned, it looked bigger than her palm.

The fat lady sighed: "There are a lot of these, but they don't taste good. The children sometimes catch them to feed the chickens!"

Yuanbaobao...

You all know that slightly larger fish should be put into the pot, but no one wants these pure natural wild crayfish?

"I remember one year these shrimps were rampant, and they were everywhere in the river. The children couldn't catch them all, so they finally drove the chickens out and let them find them here by themselves!"