What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 116 Give You Your Face?

"I don't know if it's the Taoist priest from Guanjiangkou who has troubled me for a long time. It's really rude. I am an Iron Fan Immortal. I have met the Taoist priest and asked him for his name."

When Princess Iron Fan came out of the cave, she saw her head wrapped in a flower handkerchief and wearing a brocade robe.The waist is double-bundled with tiger tendon ribbons, and the embroidered skirt is slightly exposed.Three-inch bow shoes with phoenix mouth, gold pins on dragon's beard and knee trousers.

She looks like a fairy from the Moon Palace, but looks more like a golden girl from Yaochi.

Just by looking at her appearance, one would never know that this Rakshasa girl is the wife of a demon king like the Bull Demon King.

"Xiao Dao Jiang Qi, I have met Princess Iron Fan."

Jiang Qi smiled and saluted, then raised his head slightly.

Princess Iron Fan's eyes flashed across Jiang Qi's eyebrows. After seeing the divine mark, she was sure of Jiang Qi's identity, but she was also filled with doubts.

When did Erlang Zhenjun accept such a disciple?
Thinking in his heart, without revealing anything on his face, he turned sideways and smiled: "It turns out to be Taoist Priest Jiang Qi. Please invite Taoist Priest inside to serve tea."

"Princess please."

Jiang Qi carefully held the edge of the Taoist robe and followed Princess Iron Fan into the Banana Cave.

This scene naturally did not escape Princess Iron Fan's eyes. She glanced at it first, then was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered her eyes to prevent Jiang Qi from seeing the surprise in her eyes.

This is the robe of a saint!

The Taoist ancestor who transformed Hu into a Buddha at Hanguguan is probably the only Taoist with such restrained Taoist charm!

This little Taoist priest is not just a disciple of Yang Jian.

Princess Iron Fan's heart was racing. After inviting Jiang Qi to the living room to serve tea, she sat opposite Jiang Qi instead of sitting in the main seat.

"I don't know what's the reason why I grew up in such a lowly position?"

Princess Iron Fan didn't exchange pleasantries for long, and went straight to the point. It was also because she and the little Taoist priest in front of her really didn't have anything to talk about.

One is a Rakshasa princess, and the other is a Taoist rookie. There is really no point of intersection.

If you really want to talk about it, maybe the only point is that Jiang Qi's master and Princess Iron Fan's husband had an affair.

It's just that the latter was beaten badly.

"Xiao Dao came here for a treasure of the princess."

Jiang Qi didn't talk nonsense and said with a smile: "I believe the princess also knows the origin of the Eight Hundred Miles of Flame Mountain. Xiaodao came under the order of the old man to extinguish the fire of the Flame Mountain."

Seeing the hesitation on Princess Iron Fan's face, Jiang Qi added: "Of course, Xiaodao also knows that the people of the Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain worship the princess in the name of the princess, and in exchange for the princess fanning fire and making rain fall, they have a way to survive."

With that said, Jiang Qi took out a bag and opened it. There were hundreds of southern pearls inside.

"This is the Pearl of Yaochi. It is a reward from the Queen Mother to make up for the princess's loss."

"Princess, please give Xiaodao this face."

After finishing her words, Princess Iron Fan was speechless.

Frankly speaking, the little Taoist priest named Jiang Qi gave himself enough face by his actions and words.

He came according to the etiquette, and never used force to overpower others. He only said that he used his precious fan to completely extinguish the fire in the Flame Mountain.

As for the fact that he was worshiped by the people of the Flame Mountain, the little Taoist priest also knew about it and made compensation.

To be honest, even if the people of the Eight Thousand Miles Flame Mountain worshiped these hundreds of southern pearls for thousands of years, they would not be of such high value.

In every aspect, this little Taoist priest did everything to perfection.

What's more, he came on the order of Laojun.

It seems that I have no reason not to borrow, and even if I borrow, I won't suffer a loss, but will gain a favor.

This is a sure-fire business.

But
Princess Iron Fan thought for a long time, but finally shook her head and said: "Taoist Master, let's open the skylight and speak openly. If you lend me the fan, I'm afraid there is something unsaid."

"It's not just Laojun's order, but it's also for the convenience of the four masters and disciples traveling west, right?"

"Taoist Priest should know that I have a grudge against Sun Houhou."

Hearing this, Jiang Qi smiled calmly and said, "That's why Xiaodao said, please give Princess some face."

As soon as these words came out, Princess Iron Fan's expression froze. She naturally understood what the little Taoist meant.

Give me some face, and leave some dignity for you.Otherwise, Xiaodao has plenty of ways to help you look decent.

The scene was stagnant for a while, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Jiang Qi chuckled.

"The princess is worried. Xiaodao won't return the princess's precious fan after taking it?"

"I am not here."

"In that case, how about Xiaodao placing a treasure on the princess as a mortgage?"

Jiang Qi was talking to himself and interrupted Princess Iron Fan rudely.

Then, he raised his hand and made a move.

"Zheng!"

A red and thin sword appeared in Jiang Qi's hand, seemingly shining with an invisible red light.

"Teng!"

As soon as the sword came out, Princess Iron Fan stood up abruptly and looked at Jiang Qi with shock in her eyes.

Although I have never seen it, I have at least heard the legend.

This sword.
Princess Iron Fan was horrified and looked at Jiang Qi. She saw the little Taoist priest wearing simple Taoist robes with a smile on his face, still looking harmless to humans and animals.

But Princess Iron Fan had a different meaning in her smile.

give you face?

I really don’t know how much I weigh?

Princess Iron Fan's heart sank. She knew very well that Jiang Qi didn't use his power to overpower others. It didn't mean that he couldn't, it just depended on whether he was willing or not.

When people talk to you and don't mention the four masters and disciples, they are trying to give you face, but you make it clear to yourself.

"That's all. Since the princess doesn't want to, and Xiaodao is not the type to force others into trouble, I'll take my leave and find another way."

Jiang Qi stood up, put away the Zhenxian Sword in his hand, and stood up to leave.

"Tap tap tap."

The crisp footsteps gradually faded away in Princess Iron Fan's ears until they became silent.

Princess Iron Fan looked uncertain, but finally gritted her teeth and chased after her.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Bajiao Cave, Princess Iron Fan called out to Jiang Qi: "Master Taoist, wait a minute, I'll just lend you my precious fan!"

"The princess understands justice well."

Jiang Qi turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

Princess Iron Fan thought Jiang Qi was unwilling to break up, but Jiang Qi knew better.

In this small world, your own background is really just a background. If Princess Iron Fan really fights to the end, Brother Monkey will have to borrow the banana fan from time to time.

But that would be exactly the same as the history of the real world, with Jiang Qi making jokes next to him.

Jiang Qi didn't dare to bet whether he could leave this small world if that really happened.

The most annoying thing for Jiang Qi now is that no matter what he does, there is no feedback. Jiang Qi can only fumble little by little.

But one thing Jiang Qi is sure of is to try his best to add "drama" to himself.

In the process of the four masters and disciples walking through the [-]-mile Flame Mountain, Jiang Qi must play the most outstanding role!
Princess Iron Fan sighed secretly, opened her mouth slightly, rolled her tongue, took out the banana fan, waved it in the wind, turned it into the size of a cattail leaf fan, and held it in both hands before Jiang Qi.

"Taoist Priest, please take it. Don't mention the mortgage again. I naturally believe in Taoist Priest's credit."

"Thank you."

Jiang Qi felt relieved and was about to pick him up, but was interrupted by a loud roar.

"Why are you so arrogant here?"

(End of this chapter)