As soon as Qin He Youzai came out of Zhao Prison, he felt a breath locking onto him.

Very strong, a master of external strength.

But Qin He was not interested in paying attention. He walked around the corner of the street and flashed twice before getting rid of him.

This thing about cause and effect, everything is involved.

Avoid it if you can.

If you continue to do this, you will almost be unable to use the secret concealment technique.

Say it again.

What to say when we meet?

Crack the whip, or stab the throat?

It's nice to say but not nice to hear.

After leaving the city and returning to the pier, Qinhe's ever-changing magical clothes turned into a black robe and a large cloak, and together with the mask, they went to the Qingniu Immortal Temple.

This is the new look of the Qing Niu Daxian that Qin He designed for himself, which is full of mystery.

The temple is still the same temple, but it has obviously been repaired in more places.

The altar table is bigger, there are more futons, and the portrait on the head has been replaced with a new one.

New wooden beams have been laid on the roof, and it looks like it will be re-tiled soon.

There is also a merit box placed on the side of the statue, which is the source of repair funds.

The biggest change is that the floor of the shrine is paved with bricks, which is much better than the original mud floor. There are two masons working in the open space outside.

But no luck came.

From time to time, common people and refugees came in to make wishes and fulfill their wishes. Qin He could only hear a small part, but not most of them.

This may be the difference between sincerity and dishonesty.

At this point, the Qingniu Immortal Temple finally looks like a temple.

When the Royal Palace of Zhongshan started giving out porridge, more refugees came here.

There are rumors on the streets that the Qingniu Immortal came to the Zhongshan Prince's Mansion and ordered the King of Zhongshan to open a warehouse to help the victims. This is how the soup porridge came to be.

There was an endless stream of grateful refugees entering the shrine to make and fulfill their wishes.

Some wish to drink porridge today and wish not to stop giving porridge, some wish to find lost relatives, some wish to have good weather in the coming year and survive this winter so that they can go home...

The wishes of the refugees are very simple, they just want to survive.

Thanks to them, Qin He started to earn thousands of merits every day these days.

But these thousands of merits are a drop in the bucket compared to the Wuyang Wuyang group of refugees stranded in Beijing.

If there is food in the belly, no one will come here to ask for food except those who are very grateful.

It’s hard to be a fairy in the East.

After sensing the location, Qin He found Laifu in the woods behind the temple.

The old man wiped away his tears while building a tomb for the Liang family. It was so desolate.

It is said to be a tomb, but in fact it is just a small earthen bag with an engraved wooden tablet, not even a tomb for clothes.

More than thirty wooden monuments were erected to form a forest, which was quite miserable.

The sound of Qin He's footsteps alarmed Laifu.

Laifu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Great Immortal, you are here. My master... has suffered a misfortune..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Laifu burst into tears again.

"Wealth and misfortune depend on each other, and everyone has his or her own destiny. Please be grieving."

Qin He didn't want to say anything more about Liang Shijie's rights and wrongs, as time would soon dilute everything. Laifu had deep blessings in this life, and without the Liang family dragging him down, his life didn't really begin until he was nearly sixty years old.

After a while, Laifu calmed down a bit. He took out a piece of yellow fur from his arms and said: "Great Fairy, a man asked me to pass this thing to you more than ten days ago, saying that you are so kind and virtuous.

He will retaliate in the next life, and I asked him what his name was, but he said there was no need to leave a name, you know."

"Huang Chengren."

Qin He's eyes narrowed slightly and he reached out to take it.

This is an exquisite neck. It is deep yellow all over, without a trace of color. The coat is oily in color and has a faint shine. It is as light as nothing and feels excellent in the hand.

When he was still in the Liang family, Huang Chengren used his skin to make a deal with himself to kill Liang Shijie.

I didn't agree, but gave it three thousand merits to exchange for a human body and join the human world for ten days.

He never expected that in the end, it would give him the fur that he had worked hard for for hundreds of years.

There should be nowhere to find him, so he can only be sent to the temple.

After the Qi-Wang technique was used to sweep away the fur, there was no trace of resentment in the fur. Huang Chengren shed it willingly before his death. The fur was pure and spiritual, which could protect future generations and become a family heirloom.

"Did it say anything else?" Qin He asked.

"No, he left after giving me the fur."

Laifu shook his head, paused and asked, "Daxian, I remember that there is a yellow-skinned dog that always appears in the Liang family. The color of its fur is very similar to this one."

"This is a once-in-nine blessing."

Qin He smiled mysteriously, put away the yellow leather scarf, turned and left.

Huang Chengren died and Liang Shijie's head fell to the ground. A single thought led to eternal disaster.

I just don’t know where Huang Chengren buried himself.

Presumably, it should be able to overlook the human world, right?

But this has nothing to do with Qin He. Death is like a lamp being extinguished, and the past is gone. The feud between the Liang family and Huang Chengren has come to an end.

No one will know about it anymore, let alone mention it again.

On top of the copper scale, a man in black robe spoke with a golden mouth: "Good luck comes to no one without righteousness, and the way of heaven will not reward the unfaithful. Don't expect little retribution of karma. No one can control the fate at all."
Chapter completed!