Kui Kui made his request clear, and Hu San Nai, who was usually calm and lazy, showed an unusual expression of anger.
She agreed without hesitation, filled with righteous indignation.
She is a fox spirit, and also a woman. By nature, she loves beauty, and naturally, she cannot bear to see anyone use such dirty means to defile a girl.
It wasn't until Hu San Nai disappeared that everyone realized what they had just seen.
A woman as beautiful as an angel, a woman with nine tails on her back!
The crowd looked at each other, too afraid to even breathe, let alone discuss it, secretly regretting their misjudgment.
Kui Kui then took out four more small yellow paper figures and laid them flat on the ground.
Four invisible red threads flew from her fingertips and connected to the yellow paper figure.
The little yellow paper figures raised their tiny hands and feet slightly, and after a short while, they stood up one by one and ran towards the four directions of the Temple of All Wishes.
Don't let their small size fool you; they run incredibly fast and disappear in the blink of an eye.
Kui Kui sat down on the ground, closed her eyes, and it seemed as if four screens appeared in her mind. All the things that the paper figures saw and felt were transmitted into her spiritual platform, and she was like the original body of the four paper figures, walking in the Temple of All Wishes.
With the enhancement of her mental power, her puppetry skills became even more refined.
Mao Junjie glanced at Kui Kui and unconsciously licked his lips, clearly somewhat envious of Kui Kui's puppetry skills.
He quickly withdrew his gaze, stepped over the threshold, and strode into the backyard.
Although the Youqiu Biying Temple is very popular, its foundation is still shallow. Both the main hall and the guest rooms are very simple.
There are ten guest rooms in total, lined up side by side. All the doors are closed at the moment, and it is unknown how many of them are occupied.
Mao Junjie now understands why Qingfengzi, as the head of the temple, always has the audacity to try and take over Shangqing Temple.
This "wish-fulfilling" temple is too shabby.
He hasn't been a Taoist for very long, but he still knows some basic feng shui.
This Taoist temple is in a terrible location, both in terms of its terrain and the location of its buildings.
If the house is in a bad location, it can be demolished and rebuilt, as long as you have the money.
But there's nothing that can be done about the terrain; it's high in the front and low in the back, a complete wasteland.
The book says: "When one is afflicted by the Great Void, good fortune will turn into misfortune, and misfortune will be even more severe."
Mao Junjie put those thoughts aside and casually squatted under a tree, where all ten guest rooms were clearly visible due to the terrain.
His movements appeared somewhat languid, but his eyes were focused and calm, like a lion crouching in the grass searching for its prey.
Although Mao Junjie verbally criticized Qingfengzi, he had already made his own judgment.
The person standing in the dark is either another disciple in the temple or a worshipper.
Time passed second by second, and suddenly the door to the second room on the west side opened.
A young Taoist boy came out of the room. He looked no more than eight or nine years old, and his hair was neatly combed.
His Taoist robe was a bit too big, making him appear short, but he looked very sturdy.
Her face was round with a slight double chin, giving her a youthful appearance.
His eyes were narrow and long, with his pupils slightly lowered. His long eyelashes cast a bluish tint under his eyes, making it difficult to discern his gaze.
He walked in the shadows under the eaves, but even so, his skin remained very white, almost glowing.
Mao Junjie frowned, finding it hard to believe that the slimming charm could be related to a child.
But he still stood up, ready to follow.
However, someone acted even faster than him; to be precise, it was a little yellow paper figure.
It resembled a yellow butterfly, or a ginkgo leaf in late autumn, drifting down onto the young Taoist's shoulder.
The young Taoist boy suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze revealing a sharpness beyond his years.
He shouted, "What kind of monster are you!" Then, he stretched out his small, wheat-colored hand and struck the paper figure with a palm.
The paper figure floated up with the force of the palm strike, spun in the air, and landed on the little Taoist boy's hair bun.
The young Taoist boy frowned, muttered incantations, and simultaneously formed the Vajra Subduing Demon Mudra with his hands.
Mao Junjie knew that Kui Kui was testing him, but seeing the young Taoist's upright and calm demeanor, he felt even more that the slimming talisman had nothing to do with him, and even felt a bit of admiration for him.
Kui Kui also realized that he had misunderstood, that he had bullied a child and made fun of him, and he felt really guilty.
The next second, one of the four split screens in front of her disappeared.
Her connection with the yellow paper talisman figure was severed!
The paper figure on the little Taoist boy's head floated lightly to the ground.
He snorted coldly and said, "A mere trick!"
After saying that, he didn't forget to stomp on the paper figure a few times and crush it.
He picked up the paper figure, casually tossed it into the trash can, and walked forward with his head held high.
"Hey, young friend, please wait a moment!"
The young Taoist boy turned around at the sound, his narrow eyes narrowing into slits.
“I recognize you. You’re from Shangqing Temple.” Then, he bowed to Mao Junjie and said, “Xiao Chen greets the Daoist Master. May you be blessed with good fortune.”
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