"I'm going!! Five days! Do you know how I spent these five days!!"
Zhu Jie looked up to the sky and roared: "Walking around in the mountains every day! This king is going crazy because of the pain!!"
Chen Chen no longer looked like a noble son of an aristocratic family, and was in a very embarrassed state. He had no choice but to spend five days traveling between ten villages, and he was also busy checking and calculating the sweet potato production, so he had no time to wash himself.
On the other hand, Xue Hong's green robe was still as good as new, and he looked calm and calm. He didn't look like someone who had been working for five days in a row.
Zhu Xie: "Who is that? Come here and put these books away. If there is one missing page, I will take your head!!"
After Zhu Jie handed the record book to a guard, he shouted: "Let's go! Go home! I'll go home and freshen up first, and then the three of us will start walking in Cuiyun Tower!!"
Xue Hong: "I won't go."
Zhu Xie and Chen Chen winked at each other, and then said one after another.
"Oh! This relationship was in vain? Let's go whore together... just listen to music. What are you afraid of!"
"That's right, you are still a disciple of Jinling. You have never been to Cuiyun Tower. Thank you!"
"That's right, this time Eunuch Li submitted the certificate, you are probably going to the capital. You will most likely be granted a title or something, and you will have to stay in the capital from now on. Even going to Cuiyun Tower is not that easy."
Xue Hong stretched out his hand to stop the two dirty guys who wanted to hook up with him: "You also know my situation. I hate the overly strong rouge smell of Cuihonglou."
Xue Hong has practiced cultivation since he was a child, and his five senses are far superior to ordinary people. To ordinary people, the smell of rouge smells good, but to Xue Hong, it is just tear gas!
In addition, Xue Hong has some mysophobia, so she has never been to a place like Cuiyun Tower.
Zhu Ji: "Hi! What did I think it was? It's simple. I just choose the girls in advance and let them wash away the rouge smell!"
Xue Hong still wanted to struggle: "No need...it's too troublesome."
Chen Chen took advantage of Xue Hong's speech and put his arm around Xue Hong's neck: "How can you, a dignified man, be a mother-in-law? Just come with us."
Xue Hong glanced at Chen Chen, who was still smiling.
Xue Hong saw that these two guys were planning to keep grinding on themselves, and said helplessly: "That's it! I'll just go with you once..."
"That's right! I told them to call me the most beautiful girls!"
"Didn't you two always complain about being poor before? Why are you suddenly rich?"
"What words! What words! Who am I? The sixth prince! What is his identity? A direct descendant of a thousand-year-old family! Don't you have enough money for a drink?"
"Does the Emperor know that you are like this?"
"Hey! I must know. But I don't want to fight for the heir, and my father is naturally happy to have his leisure time. As long as I don't cause trouble, he doesn't bother to care about me."
…
Xue Hong got off the carriage, opened the courtyard door of his house, pushed the door open, and saw lying in the courtyard a man wearing rags and shoes, a patched novice hat, a broken cattail leaf fan and a
Monk with gourd.
Xue Hong just wanted to wake him up, but he didn't expect the monk to wake up on his own.
"Oh, my benefactor! You've been gone for five days, and you've made it easy for this poor monk to wait! However, I slept really soundly this time."
The monk stood up from the ground, stretched out, and looked at Xue Hong with a smile.
Xue Hong felt that this monk looked familiar, so he asked, "I wonder what the master's orders are when he comes here?"
Monk: "I'm here to ask you to save the people of this world and kill the evil immortals and evil gods in this world!"
Xue Hong bowed his hands and said, "I haven't asked the master's name yet."
Monk: "I am! My family name is Li, my Buddhist name is Monk Jidian."
Xue Hong: "You are Jigong Living Buddha of Lingyin Temple?? No! Didn't you, Jigong Living Buddha, pass away hundreds of years ago?"
Xue Hong's always calm and indifferent attitude was broken. If this was really Jigong, Xue Hong would be meeting his idol.
Torn shoes, torn hats, and torn cassocks are the childhood memories of their generation. They are also the seeds of kindness planted in their hearts.
Jigong spread his hands and said: "It is true that he has passed away, but my soul, monk, has nowhere to go, so naturally it goes around and around and comes back!"
Jigong shook the wine gourd and looked at Xue Hong with embarrassment: "Monk, I have been looking for the benefactor for five days, and I have been waiting for another five days. I haven't had a drink for more than ten days. I wonder if the little benefactor can~
"
Xue Hong laughed dumbly. It was really a familiar recipe and a familiar taste. He was indeed a holy monk who was addicted to alcohol.
Although Xue Hong did not fully believe the monk's identity, he still took out a jar of jade ice from the house to burn.
Jigong waved his fan, and the wine in the wine jar flew into the gourd continuously. After a while, all the wine in the wine jar went into the gourd.
Jigong picked up the gourd and took a sip: "Oh! It's true that three cups lead to the road, and five buckets of wine are natural! Good wine, good wine!"
Jigong was as happy as a child, dancing happily.
Jigong reluctantly put away the wine gourd, pulled Xue Hong to sit down, and slowly explained the reason.
It turns out that after Jigong passed away, the Yuanshen was supposed to ascend to heaven, but he didn't want to find that after entering heaven, the heaven was empty of people.
All the original immortals and gods in the Thirty-third Heaven have disappeared, leaving only empty pavilions.
In the Western Lingshan Mountain, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats have also disappeared.
Jigong's search was fruitless, and he wanted to go to the underworld to reincarnate, but he didn't expect that all the hells in the underworld and the judge disappeared, leaving only an empty road to reincarnation.
Jigong finally returned to the mortal world, and just as the Mongols entered the customs, he went on a killing spree. As a spiritual practitioner, Jigong was powerless to stop the Mongols from entering the customs. He could not save the world if he saved one person.
Under the grief, the soul was covered in dust and fell into a deep sleep until ten years ago.
After Jigong woke up, he found that the fate of the human world was flowing continuously to the heaven in different forms. Jigong knew that such consequences would lead to the decline of the human world.
So I went to the heaven again, and on my way up I met a group of wild immortals and evil gods occupying the magpie's nest. I don't know where they came from! It is they who are laying plans in the human world and constantly extracting the luck of the human world.
Jigong was outnumbered and had to escape back to the world in embarrassment.
It wasn't until the moment Xue Hong broke through the Zhixuan Realm that Jigong finally saw the hope of saving the human world, so he immediately looked around for Xue Hong. Finally, he found Xue Hong here.
Xue Hong was a little overwhelmed by the sudden and huge amount of information, but she quickly clarified her thoughts.