Xu Tong looked at the envelope in his hand and knew that it was given to him by a fool. The picture in the front was normal, but the picture in the back was intriguing.
Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Tang.
The lines on it are crooked and twisted. At first glance, I thought they were in the style of Van Gogh, but if you look closely, every line looks like a writhing insect, exuding an evil nature.
At this time, Xu Tong noticed that although Po Meng's soup pot was there, Po Meng was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, Xu Tong's eyes widened and he discovered that in an inconspicuous place in the corner, a bloody bull's head was being discarded among the trees. The bright red blood dyed the bushes red.
“Meng Po’s big green bull??”
Seeing this, Xu Tong couldn't help being shocked. Po Meng's big green bull had its head chopped off??
For a moment, Xu Tong began to wonder, what does the scene in this painting mean? Is the fool trying to tell himself something? Or is it giving himself some kind of warning?
It's a pity that the fool can't write, and the content in this painting is too abstract. Even if Xu Tong has the blessing of Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, he can't figure out the fool's intention.
However, given the character of a fool, he would not write a letter to himself in this way unless the matter was very important.
"Let's wait and see!"
Xu Tong put the envelope away, planning to wait until he was done with his work for a while before going to the underworld to find the fool.
Another month has passed in a blink of an eye.
Xu Tong and his party stayed on Yunjing Mountain, chatting with the great monk Minghai. In his free time, Xu Tong would carefully understand the various wonders of becoming an immortal queen.
During this period, the old man from Gusu stayed by Xu Tong's side, as if he was Xu Tong's full-time reporter and had the exclusive authorization to interview him.
Xiangxu has brought many articles to people all over the world, for example, Yang Hong became the Immortal Queen, swept away the gloom and evil spirits in Lin'an Mansion, and made the world sunny again.
It also indicates that people can go back to live, and nothing evil will happen again, so as to appease the people of the world.
It can be said that when a saint comes out, the world is settled, and all people will be healthy from now on.
This also led many people to spontaneously erect statues of Xu Tong, making Xu Tong's reputation as a saint even greater.
Not living in the world of mountains and forests, his fame has already spread throughout the world.
This also makes Xu Tong's fire of faith grow bigger and bigger. These fires of faith can bless Xu Tong's Dharma world, but they cannot add any magic power to Xu Tong.
This is the difference between gods and immortals. Gods need the blessing of these fires of faith, but immortals do not.
Even if the immortal has no believers, it will still not be affected in any way, but if the god loses his followers, it means he has lost his life.
However, these fires of faith are also rare and good things. Even if you can't absorb them, they still have many wonderful uses.
For example, if you add blessings to your own Dharma Realm, although it does not increase your magic power, it can add a layer of divine power to your Dharma Realm.
Or it can be blessed on other people, so that they can obtain a layer of faith clothing, which can purify all negative effects on the body and increase the overall physical fitness by 30%.
There are many ways to use it, and Xu Tong needs time to try it slowly.
Seeing Xu Tong's fame growing, even Zhao Meng had to ask someone to invite Xu Tong back to preside over the court.
After Xu Tong politely refused, Zhao Meng even sent people a lot of gifts.
Of course Xu Tong would not be polite to these things.
Accepting the order made Zhao Meng feel at ease.
In the middle of August, Master Minghai came to find Xu Tong and had a long talk with him.
As he spoke, Xu Tong was reminded that he was burdened with too many karma, and each family's karma was entangled with him, so sooner or later this favor would have to be repaid.
This sentence reminded Xu Tong that he was indeed carrying a lot of things.
In particular, the Meihua lineage has almost completely inherited the legacy of the entire Meihua Taoist family. If this great cause and effect cannot be remedied, it is hard to say whether it will cause a big setback in the future.
This is not Xu Tong's mediocrity. After all, why didn't a figure like Taoist Meihua leave his inheritance to the Mei family? Instead, he left a legacy to Mr. Mei, not to pass on Yan Shu to the Mei family.
Regarding the problem here, I need to find an opportunity to have a good chat with Mr. Mei.
There is also Buddhism. He bears the unique title of Buddhist Venerable and can even kill Taoists. There are many shadows of Buddhism behind him.
Based on your understanding of these bald donkeys, when have you ever seen them suffer a loss?
Even if it is the great monk Minghai, he gave himself the Buddhist treasure [Crystal Relic Pagoda], with this cause and effect, it is difficult for him to return it to him now.
Not to mention, he also practiced the Chunyang Sword Code and learned the Zixiao Thunder Technique.
Thinking about it carefully, Xu Tong felt like a big loser. Behind his glamorous appearance, he was already deeply in debt, burdened with countless loans, and insolvent.
If it were in reality, such a big-dealing bank would just act like a boss. It would come to express condolences every month, take you for a physical examination, and give you some policy benefits. Or you could borrow some more money and try to make a comeback.
??
But here, it's not so magical, it's more realistic than reality.
When these loans mature, these creditors will swarm in and strip them clean.
The great monk Minghai and Xu Tong went back after chatting. As a result, that night, Xu Tong looked at the room of the great monk Minghai with a feeling.
Not long after, there was a sound of bells in the temple, and it turned out that this eminent Buddhist monk passed away as he said.
The next day, Xu Tong attended the death ceremony of the great monk Minghai. As agreed, Xu Tong burned a large amount of money to the great monk Minghai, and then Xu Tong took Li Bo down the mountain.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu recently to read and catch up on new books. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www.yeguoyuedu.com is available for Android and Apple.]
"Boss, where should we go next?"
Li Bo looked at Xu Tong, blinked and asked.
"Let's go find Wu Jie, and then let's go home."
Xu Tong counted the time, they had been staying here for a long time, and it was almost time to return.
Gao Zhuo and Gu Xibai can just go back directly, but he needs to go back with Chang Wugu, because Xu Tong is also very interested in the Sun Battleship. If he wants to take this thing back, he must first bring it with him. Get into your own reality.
Thinking of this, Xu Tong looked back at Ge Zhuo and others: "You can go back too. The rest of the way is up to you."
Ge Zhuo and others were startled, their eyes suddenly turned red, and they all fell in front of Xu Tong: "We will follow the general to the death, please take us with him!"
"General, please take me with you."
"Boss, how about... let's take them together. Anyway, we don't need a lot of people."
At the side, Li Bo softly begged for mercy.
Xu Tong's original intention was to let them stay here. With their current reputation, they would definitely be reused by Zhao Meng when they returned to Daqian.
It was not a problem to even be promoted to an official position in the future, but seeing the firm attitude of Ge Zhuo and others, Xu Tong was confused for a while.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Tong nodded and agreed, but he had to vaccinate them in advance.
If you want to follow yourself, you can, but once you follow yourself, there will be no chance of coming back.
Even for a long time in the future, they will have to live between their own reality and reality.
It's not a nice place there, it's a ghost place full of ghosts, and it would definitely be uncomfortable for normal people to stay there.
"As long as we can follow the general, we are willing to die now."
Ge Zhuo's words were ringing and powerful, without any hesitation. In their opinion, as long as they followed Xu Tong, as long as they could follow Xu Tong, nothing else mattered.
"Let's go to Beiman!"
Seeing this, Xu Tong finally agreed and led a group of people straight to the Northern Barbarians. In fact, being able to accept such an elite team would be of great help to him.
After all, the Sun Battleship is very big, so it is not difficult to accommodate them.
Besides, the Sun Battleship also needs an elite team to control it, so bringing them along is also a good choice.
When the group of people arrived at the border, Chang Wugu had been waiting for them here with the Sun Battleship for a while.
After Xu Tong asked everyone to board the battleship, he opened the gap between reality and reality and made the battleship slowly move in.
Under the setting sun, the figure of the battleship is sailing little by little into the space between reality and reality.
Fortunately, Xu Tong has become an immortal now, and the relationship between reality and reality is as solid as reality. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to stuff such a big warship into it.
Next to him, he often lay lazily on a beach chair, with a cigar hanging from his hand and a radio on the table beside him.
The melodious sound of music echoed in the wilderness, it was the saxophone song "Going Home"
"What, you can't bear to part with it?"
Seeing his lack of interest, Xu Tong couldn't help but ask.
Chang Wugu shook his head. When he heard Xu Tong's question, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, as if he had thought of something interesting:
"Tell me, if Xiao Leshan knew that Yeluqi was dead, what do you think he would do?"
Xu Tong frowned, probably already thinking about what Chang Wugu had done: "What you did is very cruel!
"
"But, I like it!"
"Tch, I really thought you were a saint now, but emotionally you are still the bitch!"
When Chang Wuju saw this, he immediately curled his lips, looking very disappointed.
"The saint is Yang Hong, not me. This is the best ending for the story."
At this time, Xu Tong seemed to notice something and turned back to look in the direction of Beiman: "It's time to end!"
With that said, he walked forward and took out the tape from the radio: "This is not suitable for the ending song, but this is better."
After putting on a new tape, he sat on another chair and took out the long-lost cigarette rod and put it in his hand.
"Zizzi..." The sound of the tape spinning on the radio sounded, and the figures of the two people gradually disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Don't leave!
"
At this time, there were angry roars of filial piety in the distance, and a figure was already chasing after him. It was Xiao Leshan who was coming with a black face, but when he chased after him, he could not see Xu Tong, Chang Wugu and others.
When he was doubting, a light and sweet song came from the strange black box on the table, just like Xu Tong and Chang Wuxue saying goodbye to him.
"Goodbye dad, I will sail away tonight, don't worry about me, I have a happy and wise oar..."
