Lao Cui said with a sad face, "I'm willing to give up, I'm willing to give up..."
This boning knife was rewarded to him by Mr. Shouyi. He was afraid that Xu Shu would be targeted, so he kept urging Xu Shu to go on the road, but he still didn't escape.
As a result, he was even more afraid of Xu Shu.
Of course Lao Cui didn't know that the reason why Xu Shu focused on this sharp boning knife was because there was a huge explosion in the hot pot restaurant just now. All the furnishings were distorted into phantoms, and only this boning knife was safe and sound.
Lao Cui led Xu Shu out of the hot pot restaurant and went straight to the Qingshi Banqiao. Under the bridge, the Qingbai River flowed rapidly.
Xu Shu walked along the bridge, lowered his head and looked down the river. A huge projection suddenly appeared on the pure river surface, reflecting Xu Shu's sins, just like the bottom of a pot.
Walking to the center of the bluestone bridge, the scene in the river advanced to the scene of Xu Shu sleeping on the table.
Lao Cui clearly remembered that when he was in the hot pot restaurant just now, the scene stopped at this point, and then the hot pot restaurant exploded.
Lao Cui didn't believe that Xu Shu could still stir up trouble in this innocent river.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly arose on the river, and the waves rolled up, becoming more and more violent.
"Shangxian, please take away your magical powers. If the Qingbai River boils, we will all be wiped out."
Lao Cui urged urgently and was already frightened.
Xu Shuzhen was worried that the Qingbai River would undergo drastic changes and destroy the spiritual cage, causing Qin Bing to become completely lost in it.
He took two steps away and walked to the center of the bridge.
He stopped reflecting the river water, and the violent Qingbai River instantly returned to peace.
After leaving the Bluestone Bridge and walking west for more than ten miles, you will see a large square house, covering an area of more than an acre, with peach blossoms on both sides and green corridors, full of ancient charm.
In front of the mansion, two majestic stone lions stand tall, and an endless stream of visitors are entering and exiting the gate.
"The half-dead tree has been exposed to the wind and smoke, and only a flower bloomed to bring out the fragrance of heaven and earth."
Xu Shu stared at the couplets in front of the door and murmured, feeling some impressions and couldn't remember where he had seen them.
Although he has an excellent memory, unless he uses his extraordinary attributes and deliberately memorizes it, he will never be able to forget everything he has seen.
"Old Cui, do you know the life story of Mr. Shouyi?"
"Everyone calls him Mr. Shouyi. As for his life story, if Mr. Shouyi doesn't tell him, who dares to ask? Lao Yang from Heifengling once boasted that he and Mr. Shouyi are from the same family. Most likely Mr. Shouyi's surname is Yang."
"Yang Shouyi!"
Xu Shu was thinking intently, and suddenly an idea occurred to him, and he remembered a piece of information, "Yang Du Yang Shouyi was elected in Wuling County in the third year of Jin'an. He failed the examination many times and became an aide to Zhao Anbang.
In the 13th year of Jin'an, Zhao Anbang was appointed deputy commander of Beihai Navy, and Yang Shouyi was promoted to commander of Feiyun Ship.
In the 20th year of Jin'an, the Jiashen Naval Battle broke out and the Beihai Navy was defeated. Zhao Anbang, who took the lead in the battle and died in the naval battle, took almost all the blame.
In the 21st year of Jin'an, Yang Du wrote a letter in blood at Chengtianmen to plead grievances for Zhao Anbang, which angered the court and was deprived of his official position and imprisoned. He later died in prison.
If you think about it carefully, it was already a year ago."
Since his transcendence, Xu Shu has read history the most, especially Zhou Shi, who has read it most carefully.
With his strong memory, he could clearly remember Yang Du, a figure who was not ranked high in Zhou history.
"Wait a minute, half of the tree has dried up, so let's put a flower of heaven and earth incense.
Zhao Anbang is known as Mr. Guxiang. Could it be that this sentence was written by Zhao Anbang."
Xu Shu stared thoughtfully, "It must be so. With Yang Du's respect for Zhao Anbang, it is only normal to hang Zhao Anbang's sentence in his residence."
Not long after, he followed Lao Cui into the courtyard.
In the spacious courtyard, there are more than ten tables, which are gradually filling up.
Xu Shu sat down with Lao Cui, and a pretty maid brought him wine. Lao Cui raised his glass and drank heavily. Xu Shu picked up the glass and smelled it. It smelled of wine. To avoid suspicion, he also sipped it.
The strange thing is that it tastes good in the mouth, with a rich sauce flavor.
After waiting for less than half a stick of incense, the melodious sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and a middle-aged man with a tall figure and an extraordinary bearing walked slowly into the hospital.
He had a loose robe and long hair. As soon as he entered the room, everyone stood up and saluted, saying, "I wish Mr. Shouyi good health, longevity and longevity."
Yang Shouyi waved his hand gently and nodded with a smile.
Suddenly, a big man carrying a huge sack walked up to Mr. Shouyi and sang a fat song, "It's Mr. Shouyi's birthday. I don't have anything to show for it. I offer you a cauliflower fat python. I hope Mr. Shouyi will accept it."
As he spoke, he untied the sack, and a python with thick thighs swam out. The thing wandered around in a circle, as if it sensed some terrible aura, and coiled itself into a ball, daring not to move, like a pile of meat.
Yang Shou smiled and said, "I haven't seen such a thick and fat python for a long time. Xiao Zhang is interested."
After saying that, Yang Shou stretched out his hand and touched it gently. A hole was made in the head of the cauliflower python, and a stream of blood was taken into his mouth. He waved his hand gently and said, "Eat it."
Suddenly, countless red shadows came from all directions, and in an instant, all that was left of the cauliflower fat python was a pile of white bones.
Immediately afterwards, the red shadow flew away.
Someone else offered blood food, but Yang Shouyi still only took a wisp of Tianling's blood, and then the blood food was eaten by countless red shadows.
Xu Shu felt secretly cold in his heart. He originally thought that there were only as many ghosts here as there were here.
Now it seems that Lao Cui and these dozens of people are worthy of being on the stage and are qualified to guard one side.
God knows how many wandering souls there are like Hongying?
After the last wild boar was eaten by Hong Ying, Yang Shouyi said with a smile, "I accept your kindness and return the favor."
As soon as he finished speaking, four soldiers came forward carrying an object. When they got closer, Xu Shu saw clearly that it was Xiao Jia, who had lost control of his power and turned into a strange demon.
Xiao Jia just appeared on the stage, and Lao Cui and others couldn't sit still. The tall man who presented the gift first roared excitedly, "If it weren't for Mr. Shouyi, how could we have the chance to enjoy such fat blood food?
On the occasion of the opening of the spiritual cage, we are willing to die for Mr. Shouyi, break out of the spiritual cage, sweep the world in all directions, and help Mr. Shouyi unify the mountains and rivers."
"Sweep the world in all directions and help Mr. unify the mountains and rivers."
Lao Cui and others started roaring.
Yang Shouyi smiled slightly, glanced at Xu Shu vaguely, and waved his hand gently. "Eat it."
Lao Cui and others swarmed forward and in an instant, they devoured the physically powerful Xiao Jia. Except for some blood drops left on the ground, not even the skeleton was left.
Xiao Jia died, and the starlight dissipated. In an instant, there was a touch of warmth on the green ring.
"This little friend dislikes the taste of blood food and still has no appetite."
Yang Shouyi stared at Xu Shu and said.
Xu Shu was so eye-catching that Lao Cui and others rushed forward to share the food, but he was the only one who sat firmly on the spot.
With a flick of the brush, all eyes turned towards him.
"Who is this guy?"
"Which one is from the top of the mountain, or is it the newly promoted one?"
"Didn't you hear that Mr. Shouyi calls him "little friend"? Obviously, Mr. Shouyi doesn't know him either."
"I don't even know Mr. Shouyi, how did this kid get here? Who brought him here?"
"I saw Lao Cui and this kid coming in together."
"Old Cui, who is this kid?"
"No, there's something wrong with this kid. Why does he smell like blood food? Could it be that he is also a person from the Yang world who accidentally entered the spiritual cage?"
"If he is a person from the Yang world who enters by mistake, he can be identified at a glance. Unless he is an extraordinary person and has source power to cover him up, the spiritual cage will not show any difference."
"Could it be that the spirit gate has been discovered and has been detected by the extraordinary beings in the Yang world? This boy is here to explore the way?"
The buzzing discussion came to an abrupt end, and all the ghosts stared at Xu Shu with unkind expressions.
"Old Cui, how dare you eat it inside and out?"
"No, it's none of my business. I was forced to do so. He, he..."
Lao Cui stammered about Xu Shu's miraculous powers, and there was a sudden silence in the room.
Yang Shouyi looked solemn, "I underestimate you for stirring up the pure river water. In that case, if you have any means, use it."
Xu Shu said with a smile, "Mr. Shouyi is serious, I am indeed an extraordinary person in this world.
I also have a companion, let me stay with Mr. Shouyi."
Yang Shouyi was noncommittal, and Xu Shu continued, "Mr. Shouyi, don't worry too much. It's Mr. Shouyi's birthday, and I'm here to congratulate you."
"How can anyone come to the door empty-handed to congratulate you?"
Yang Shouyi learned about the existence of Xu Shu and Qin Bing when the hot pot restaurant exploded.
He couldn't see the depth of Xu Shu and took Qin Bing away just to have a backup plan.
But Lao Cui said that Xu Shu's ability to stir up the Qingbai River was beyond expectation.
He knew very well that the existence of the entire spiritual cage depended on this Qingbai River.
Even he couldn't stir up the Qingbai River, but an extraordinary person could do it, so he had to be careful.
Xu Shu said, "As the saying goes, if a scholar has half a piece of paper showing his favor, I would like to congratulate him with a poem."
"Half a piece of scholarly favor paper."
Yang Shou had a distant look in his eyes, as if he was stuck in a distant memory, "Let's do it."
"The faint sound of the bell sounds far away, and the shadow of the forest is hidden by thousands of crows.
A lifetime of frustration led to today, and no one in the world looked at the setting sun.
The mountains and rivers are broken to welcome victory, but the remaining time is desolate.
In what year did Songju and Songmen dream, and they recognized the ghost town as their hometown."
As soon as this poem came out, all the ghosts looked at each other in shock. How could there be such a depressing congratulatory poem?
The ghosts were about to get angry when suddenly streams of light flew away from Yang Shouyi's body, making his whole figure look much thinner.
"This, what kind of evil method is this..."
The ghosts were shocked, and anyone could see that Yang Shouyi's figure instantly weakened.
Xu Shu's expression remained normal, but he was also horrified in his heart.
The poem he read was the desperate poem written by Yang Shou after he was imprisoned.
At that time, the Jiashen naval battle ended, Zhao Anbang stood up to the thunder, and the peace talks were reached. The court actually regarded it as a diplomatic victory.
Yang Shou was so depressed that he wrote this fatal poem. One month later, he died of injustice.
When Xu Shu read this poem, he originally wanted to get close to Yang Shou, but he didn't expect this effect.
He was deeply afraid that Yang Shouyi would get angry and order a group of ghosts to attack. By then, even if he had a green ring to protect him, he would be reduced to a pile of bones.
"Sigh, there are still people in the world who know me, Yang Shouyi."
Yang Shouyi's expression was agitated, with tears streaming down his face. He cupped his hands at Xu Shu and said, "If it weren't for my little friend, Yang would have been deceived by this incense Daoyuan."
He has been a ghost for more than a year, and he has absorbed too much blood, food and incense. The many messy memories have made him almost forget the past.
Xu Shu suddenly uttered his desperate poem, which shocked his mind and allowed him to take the opportunity to disperse the messy incense Daoyuan.
Xu Shu said, "Mr. Shouyi died for justice, and he and An Banggong are both respected by the world. Who doesn't know his famous name?"