After leaving Director Wang and the producer of Li, Cheng Hou came over and looked at Chu Yan and Bai Zhi up, down, left, right, left, right, and right: "Okay, you kid, you can even go to the underworld to snatch people, and It was successful. What do you think you can't do?"
Chu Yan was secretly happy, with a proud face: "It doesn't seem to be."
Chenghou stretched out his hand, "Bring it."
Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, "What?"
Chenghou beat him on his chest, "Don't pretend to be garlic, Lingyu, the Lingyu from Yuan Qing Guanzhu! Give it to me quickly."
Chu Yan shook his head: "No."
"No? Why? It's not your thing."
Chu Yan said: "It's not yours either, but the spirit jade was really not mine before, but it's mine now. Lingyu has already recognized me as the master, don't you know this?"
Cheng Hou was anxious: "Didn't Yuan Qing say it? This is just a stopgap measure. When you return, naturally there is a way for Yu Ling to recognize the Lord again."
Chu Yan still shook his head: "It's not that I refuse to pay it back, but Linger refuses to recognize others as the master. She begged me. What can I do?"
Cheng Hou didn't believe it, but he took Chu Yan to the Taoist temple in a daze, and let Yuan Qing be the master.
Yuan Qing had promised Chenghou earlier that as long as Chu Yan returned the spirit jade, he would lend him the treasure for a month.
When he arrived in front of Yuan Qing, Chu Yan couldn't hide the jade and didn't take it out, so he had to return it to Yuan Qing first.
Yuan Qing cut Chenghou's fingers in front of everyone, dripping his blood on the jade.
It's a pity that the blood was not sucked into the spirit jade until it was completely dry.
"What's the situation?" Chenghou asked Chao Yuanqing, dumbfounded.
Yuan Qing sighed and shook his head, "As Chu Yan said, Lingyu refuses to recognize you as the master."
"Why is this? Why do you only recognize him as the master, but refuse to recognize me as the master?" Chenghou was a little anxious.
Yuan Qing said: "Everything that has a cause has an effect. Lingyu does not recognize it, and it has its own truth. Besides, Chu Yan is a very rare and noble fate. It is a fate that cannot be compared between you and me. It is not surprising that Yuhui chooses to recognize him as the master."
Cheng Hou refused to accept: "He is a great fate, am I a great fate?"
Yuan Qing smiled bitterly: "Why do you have to say such things, you are naturally not a fate, but you are indeed not a dear fate. Compared with others, you are indeed not bad at all. But compared with Chu Yan's fate, It's really--cough--" Some things are hard to say too clearly, and Yuan Qing also has some doubts not far from Yuan Qing. A fate like Chu Yan is the order of the emperor, how can he just be an actor in filming
Is it possible that he will have other adventures in the future
"Daoist Yuan Qing, thank you for this matter. Since Lingyu recognizes Chu Yan as the master, it will be useless to stay in Taoist temple. Why don't you give it to us? You can open the price as you like."
Although Yuan Qing was reluctant to give up, when he was in this situation, it was no use reluctant to give up, so he nodded.
"Just look at adding some sesame oil money, so feel free."
Bai Zhi thought of a painting in Elder Mu's hand, and suddenly said, "My grandfather has a portrait of a real person named Zixing, an ancient facsimile. If it is possible, I can use this painting instead, how about?"
Yuan Qing was overjoyed when he heard that the real Zixing was a legend in Taoism. There has always been a small number of written records. There has never been a portrait handed down. If you can get a portrait of the real Zixing, let alone use a piece of spiritual jade. For the exchange, he was willing even for ten dollars.