They found that Ms. Li was really no longer a ghost. She was wearing a red wedding dress, hugging a little doll, and always had a smile on her face.
Of course, Wang Dazhu is pitiful, often with bruised nose and swollen face, because he was beaten by his wife and children.
Although Miss Li and Gui Ying resolved their grievances, they were fierce ghosts after all, and their power was much greater than that of Wang Dazhu. He had no power to fight back, and he couldn't even run away from home.
Yu Qingyao had no sympathy for Wang Dazhu's tragic experience.
This is the white lotus style of catching ghosts. It does not rely on spells, but a love, using love to dissolve resentment and anger.
The final happy ending is what the Holy Mother loves the most.
The only discordant sound inside was Wang Dazhu's screams, but no one would care about that.
On the evening of the third day after the dark marriage, Yu Qingyao was wandering in the Spring Water Temple.
She hadn't taken a walk for a long time, she had nothing to do, she went out for a walk, familiarized herself with the environment of Xiachunshui Temple, and showed off her beauty by the way.
This girl is so beautiful, who will know if she doesn't come out? How could those superficial men fall in love with me? Right
The Lower Courtyard of Chunshuiguan has been in operation for hundreds of years, and the scenery inside is quite impressive. Yu Qingyao is pleasing to the eye.
The teenagers who watched her foolishly along the road made her feel even more happy.
A beautiful young woman came over and greeted with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Yu, didn't you go out today?"
Yu Qingyao smiled and said, "No, Deacon Yuan, are you busy recently?"
"Hey, things in Guanli are just like that. If you say you're busy, you're not busy, but if you say you're not busy, it's annoying." Deacon Yuan laughed. She is in charge of the Keliao, and she meets Yu Qingyao who lives in the Keliao every day, so she is not an acquaintance.
After saying hello, the two walked side by side.
Deacon Yuan smiled and said, "I heard you had a ghost marriage?"
Yu Qingyao said with a smile: "Yes!"
"How did you think of that?" Deacon Yuan looked curious.
Yu Qingyao said: "I think Ms. Li is very pitiful. She only wants to marry Wang Dazhu. Wang Dazhu didn't take responsibility, but she refused, which caused a tragedy. Things are like this, and it won't help to blame Ms. Li. I can't bear it." After killing Ms. Li, I felt that after the news got out, the Li and Wang families would be feuding with each other, and there would be troubles, and people might die. I couldn't bear it, and wanted to resolve this grievance. I don't have any wisdom, I can think of The way is to let them get married. Once the two families get married, they will no longer be enemies."
As Yu Qingyao said, if she simply and rudely killed Miss Li's ghost. Once the truth gets out. The Li family will definitely hate the Wang family, hate them for forcing their daughter to death and embarrassing their family. The Wang family will also hate the Li family, because it was the daughter of the Li family who killed the son of the Wang family. Afterwards, both families will seek revenge on each other. With the development of retaliation by both parties, the hatred will become deeper and deeper, and it is very likely that there will be another death.
Deacon Yuan said in amazement: "So you think so, you are really thoughtful."
Yu Qingyao smiled embarrassedly, and said, "You're too much of an award. This is just my humble opinion. Fortunately, it was done."
Deacon Yuan smiled and said, "Yes! What if Miss Li doesn't want to get married?"
Yu Qingyao said helplessly: "If she insists on not letting go of her resentment, then I will have to kill her. After all, she is a fierce ghost, and if she doesn't get rid of her resentment, she will still harm people sooner or later."
Deacon Yuan smiled and nodded. He also said: "Fellow Daoist Yu, if you do this, you will add trouble to us!"
Yu Qingyao asked in surprise: "Oh? What's the trouble?"
"Think about it, if our people catch ghosts in the future, the family of the person involved will inevitably use you as an example, and use ghost marriage as an example. Wouldn't it be troublesome for Taoists who go out to do missions out of thin air?" Deacon Yuan laughed.
Yu Qingyao was a little depressed, thinking that this is also my fault
She was a little guilty, and asked anxiously, "Will you really blame me?"
Seeing that she was so disturbed, Deacon Yuan laughed, and said, "I'm just kidding you! You really take it seriously."
Yu Qingyao patted her chest and said coquettishly, "Deacon Yuan, you scared me."
Deacon Yuan laughed, but he didn't think so in his heart: What's the use of pretending, I'm not a man, so what's the use of you acting so timid in front of me? When will I believe it? If you dare to be a matchmaker with a ghost and preside over a ghost wedding, are you still afraid of people talking about it
What Deacon Yuan said is half true and half false. Really, people who die at home and their relatives become ghosts naturally don't want the ghosts of their relatives to be beaten to death, and hope that there will be an ending like Miss Li.
The truth is, Taoist priests don't care at all. Taoists who go out to do tasks have their own habits. They basically ignore the opinions of ordinary people and give priority to completing tasks. Who has the patience to meddle like Yu Qingyao and strive for a happy ending
Hurry up to complete the task, squeeze out time to practice on your own, or take on the next task to earn more money, that is serious.
She bumped Yu Qingyao lightly with her shoulder, and said with an ambiguous low smile: "I presided over the wedding, do you have any ideas?"
Yu Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then said with a gentle smile: "It's pretty good, I like the celebration of weddings."
Deacon Yuan smiled and said, "Young Daoist Yu is in full bloom, and you are as beautiful as a jade. There are many people in our view who like you. Have you ever thought about getting married?"
Yu Qingyao lowered her head shyly, and said angrily, "Sister Yuan! I hate it, I won't tell you anymore."
She cried out in her heart: I said, why is this guy coming over here for nothing, so he is waiting for me here! She didn't come to test me under the order of Chunshuiguan, did she
Deacon Yuan smiled disapprovingly and said, "You always want to marry, why are you ashamed? I have stayed in Chunshui Temple for thirty years, and it's not for me to brag, there are really many heroes in the temple. We are all women, so you should be I'm my sister, tell me what's on my mind, what's the point? What kind of man do you want to marry? Tell me, and I'll give you my advice!"
Deacon Yuan is almost on the 4th, but he is a successful monk and well maintained. Wearing a snow willow skirt, he looks like a young woman in her early twenties.
She did come to test Yu Qingyao on the order of the dean of the Lower Court to see if she intends to join Chunshui Temple.
A talented female Taoist priest who built a foundation came to Chunshui Temple alone, but Chunshui Temple was not going to let her go.
But because Yu Qingyao is an expatriate Taoist priest, if she wants to join Chunshui Temple, she must reassure the elders that of course she will marry in.
In order for Yu Qingyao to marry in willingly, of course she has to be satisfied with the marriage.
Deacon Yuan came to check on Yu Qingyao's tone.
Yu Qingyao is a genius, she has seen this kind of temptation a lot. She said shyly and yearningly: "I didn't even think about marrying a superhero, just think about it, that person has a good character, must be in the same grade, or at least be a little better than me."
Deacon Yuan smiled and said, "Qingyao, according to your conditions, this requirement is not high at all!"
Yu Qingyao's qualifications are here, she is sixteen years old, she has an excellent talent for cultivation, and she is also beautiful beyond the ordinary. Deacon Yuan felt very sorry if he really wanted to force her to be a concubine for an elderly elder.
Yu Qingyao smiled shyly, and said: "I have no one to rely on, and I am alone, so I don't dare to think too much."
(end of this chapter)