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Volume 1 Visitors from the Wind Valley Chapter 4 Cheng Miaozhu

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    In Qingzhu Village, inside the Fenggu Visitor Temple, Shang Qingyi stared at the ID card above the young man's head, his mind wandering.  Name: Cheng Chumo Gender: Male Ethnicity: Han Age: 12 Address: Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty 'Isn't Cheng Chumo the son of Cheng Yaojin? If it can pass through Cheng Chumo, then my fairy tale can be directly spread to the upper echelons of the imperial court.  , maybe not long after, Li Shimin will know that it will be much simpler if he wants to be canonized by the imperial court.'  With secret joy in his heart, Shang Qingyi shot a stream of incense directly from between his eyebrows and entered Cheng Chumo's body. However, he saw that the wounds on Cheng Chumo's body healed and disappeared instantly, and even his expression became much better.  "The spirit has appeared, the spirit has appeared."  "Yes, the immortal appeared. It's so miraculous. The wound disappeared all of a sudden."  "The immortals bless you, the immortals bless you."  The villagers knelt down again and worshiped the statue uncontrollably; amidst the slight noise, Cheng Chumo slowly woke up.  "Noisy, noisy, why are you making noisy? You can't let anyone sleep anymore."  As soon as Cheng Chumo finished speaking, everyone suddenly fell silent and looked at the young man speechlessly. Shang Qingyi also looked at Cheng Chumo funny, just like his father Cheng Yaojin.  ¡°Young man, kneel down quickly and thank the Immortal for saving your life.¡± The kind-hearted old man reminded Cheng Chumo not to offend the Immortal.  ¡®Shangxian?  Save my life?  Cheng Chumo then remembered that he and a group of friends came to Zhongnan Mountain to hunt, and they encountered someone who was robbed. Well, let¡¯s think it was a robber. Then he and his friends escaped separately, hoping to escape on horseback even though he was seriously injured.  When I got here, I was rescued by some kind of immortal.  "Shangxian? Damn, who are you bluffing? Is my old Cheng so easy to fool?" Cheng Chumo carelessly touched the wounds on his body and was stunned immediately: "Hmm~, as for the wounds, there are obviously several wounds.  Why is there nothing?  Did I remember it wrong or was it cured by some kind of immortal?  Is there really any kind of immortality?  "Young man, don't speak rudely or blaspheme the gods, but you will be punished by the gods."  Hearing Cheng Chumo¡¯s words, the villagers immediately stared angrily. Although the temple had only been built a few days ago, the miracle was real. How could they endure the humiliation of others? If you insult the gods, you are insulting them.  Cheng Chumo, who was among the villagers, felt a chill in his heart. He really doubted that he had said anything inappropriate, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to leave the village. Moreover, his injuries had indeed healed, except that he was still a little weak.  There was no longer any discomfort on his body; after weighing the two factors, Cheng Chumo simply knelt down and bowed honestly: "Old Cheng, I would like to thank the immortal for saving my life."  Listening to this twelve-year-old kid talking about "I am old Cheng" and talking about "I am old Cheng", Shang Qingyi couldn't help but want to laugh. It's so funny, haha~.  Seeing Cheng Chumo like this, the villagers withdrew their angry gazes. At this time, Zhang Guiyang took out three sticks of incense and handed it to Cheng Chumo's hand, saying: "The Immortal has said: Those who offer incense to believers will be saved by me; previously,  Since you are unconscious, we will discuss holding you up to offer incense first, and then let you offer incense yourself after the immortal has cured you. Now that you are well, let's offer incense."  ¡°Is this Immortal quite humane? He has approved such ridiculous things.¡± Cheng Chumo muttered a few words to himself, and then he lit up the incense honestly.  At this moment, the vision occurred again, and the incense that Cheng Chumo put on formed a line of words, floating in front of Cheng Chumo, but it read: Cheng Chumo, this temple still needs a temple blessing, are you willing?  Shang Qingyi¡¯s move was simply to keep Cheng Chumo as a link with the upper echelons of the imperial court, so that he could quickly realize his plan.  "What, you want me to be a temple blessing? Do you, a bastard, know who I am?" As soon as Cheng Chumo finished speaking, he discovered that the first three characters formed by the incense were really his name. He was extremely shocked; he felt the angry gazes from all around him again,  Cheng Chumo changed his tone and said with a smile: "What I, Old Cheng, mean is that everything is easy to discuss, everything is easy to discuss."  Zhang Guiyang said: "Mr. Cheng, the Immortal saved your life and appointed you as the temple's blessing. This is the Immortal's favor to you and your honor. Don't be ungrateful. The Immortal has a broad heart.  , will not punish you for your rude words, but we ordinary people don¡¯t have such a big mind.¡±  Listening to Zhang Guiyang's words, Shang Qingyi nodded with satisfaction. He had truly taken root in Qingzhu Village.  "A man is capable of bending and stretching. As long as I, Old Cheng, leave here, this god can't do anything to me. Hey, how can I be happy in Chang'an as a temple? I, Old Cheng, am not stupid." Thinking of this,Chumo said with a pious face: "I, Old Cheng, would like to be a temple blessing here."  "It's just that I've been out for a long time and encountered danger on the road. Please give me some time to let me, Old Cheng, go home first to report that I'm safe. When this matter is resolved, I, Old Cheng, will come back and give peace of mind to the Immortal.  Blessings at the temple."  Cheng Chumo said, then he raised his head and looked at the statue, looked around again, and then lowered his head.  Shang Qingyi saw all Cheng Chumo's actions, especially the cleverness in his eyes. Shang Qingyi knew that this boy must have some evil thoughts, so he couldn't leave and never come back; but he had no choice, he Cheng Chumo  Who is it? He is the eldest son of the old lady Cheng Yaojin. If he forces him to stay here, when Cheng Yaojin comes with his troops, he may directly demolish his temple.  Shang Qingyi would not do anything where the gain outweighs the loss. Moreover, after this incident, his own appearance also left a shadow in Cheng Chumo's heart, so he was not afraid that he would not come to visit him in the future.  But seeing the incense change rapidly, forming the word 'quasi', a moment later, all the incense was continuously sucked into the depths of Shang Qingyi's soul, and then came out from the depths of his soul, turned into two incense, and merged into the center of his eyebrows.  , attached to his soul body and the statue of the god.  Since the Immortal has agreed, the villagers of Qingzhu Village naturally can't say anything more. Instead, they are more respectful because Cheng Chumo has become the temple blessing, which makes Cheng Chumo feel elated.  "Cheng Miaozhu, we will build a room for Cheng Miaozhu on the side of the temple as soon as possible, and we also ask Cheng Miaozhu to come back as soon as possible," Zhang Guiyang said.  "Don't worry, don't worry, since I, Old Cheng, have agreed to this, I will definitely come back as soon as possible. Now that it's getting late, I, Old Cheng, will go home first."  Cheng Chumo said this with his mouth, but he said the opposite in his heart: By the time I finish the matter, ten or twenty years will have passed. Hey, this life changes too fast, so you should have fun in time.  hey-hey.  Saying goodbye to the villagers, Cheng Chumo didn¡¯t want to stay for a moment longer, so he set up his fast horse and galloped away; while Zhang Guiyang arranged for the villagers to build a residence for Cheng Chumo and Cheng Miaozhu.  There are leisurely sounds: difficult to walk, difficulty in the road, many ways, and now, the long wind will be broken, and the clouds will be hung directly.
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