In the double room of Paiguan, boiled lamps and rice are sprinkled softly, snow-white checkered sheets and bedding, yellow bedside tables, and light blue curtains are monotonous, simple and elegant.
Chen Chaojiang was lying on the bed outside, carving the maple knot on his back.
Xu Zhengyang sat on the edge of the bed in the back, staring at the dark brown ironwood box in deep thought. The first windfall he made after becoming a priest was the two gold bars placed in the ironwood box.
Today on the second floor of Guxiangxuan's shop, when I accidentally found this iron pear wood box placed in the corner of the locker, Xu Zhengyang was just a little confused and thought about taking it down to take a look, and also thought about what he had done a few months ago.
The scene when the family still owes a lot of debt.
But when he took it in his hand, he immediately sensed the unique aura exuding from the iron pear wood box.
He had previously worried about where to find the iron pear wood used to make the Judge's Pen, but when he took the iron pear wood box in his hand, he immediately felt certain that this iron pear wood box was the material used to make the Judge's Pen and had been soaked in the air of the underworld for more than a hundred years.
Ironwood. In other words, under the stone bridge in the east of the village, it is possible that the place between the underworld and the human world connects.
Perhaps, it is precisely because of the aura that the ironwood box itself exudes that causes people in the world who don't know what's special about it to have some inexplicable feeling of disgust towards it.
Fortunately, it has this kind of aura, otherwise if it were to be sold, where would I find this thing?
Xu Zhengyang glanced at Chen Chaojiang, who was lying there concentrating on sculpting classical beauties, and sighed helplessly, then no longer hesitated, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
A clear and sweet singing voice came from the phone. After a few seconds, the phone was connected, and Zhan Xiaohui said with a trembling voice, "Sir, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Um."
"Your command!"
"Go and demolish the Judge's Temple on Huanshuishan Mountain. Oh, you can also change it into a Tujia Temple and offer incense. The Judge's Temple in Chengjia Village has also been renovated."
"Sir, are you angry?" Zhan Xiaohui asked anxiously.
"No, after the changes, come to Kuihe City and find a way to build a judge's temple. It doesn't matter how big or small it is, the sooner the better! Well, the incense must be offered."
"Okay, no problem, I'll go to maintain it right away!"
"Um."
"Sir, when can I see you?"
"Let's talk again."
"Okay, okay, oh yes." Sir, there is a Chenglong Temple in the north of Zehe City, and there is a memorial tablet for the judge inside.
"Huh?" Xu Zhengyang was stunned, he didn't expect this.
Zhan Xiaohui then asked: "Sir, have you been promoted? Congratulations.
"Asking too many
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to build the temple right away and put up incense and make offerings."
"Yeah." Xu Zhengyang hung up.
Inside the house, it's quiet.
Chen Chaojiang stopped what he was doing and looked sideways at Xu Zhengyang, with a rare hint of surprise in his slender, cold eyes.
Xu Zhengyang smiled, touched the cigarette on the bedside table, threw one to Chen Chaojiang, and then lit one and smoked it.
"Are you the God of Earth?" Chen Chaojiang finally couldn't help but asked softly.
"You said you believed me, why do you still ask?" Xu Zhengyang smoked a cigarette and did not answer directly and clearly.
"Nonsense. The trace of surprise in Chen Chaojiang's eyes disappeared in an instant. The pale face and the coldness in his eyes made it impossible to see the huge shock and turmoil in his heart. He said lightly: "I believe it because I thought you and
The Earth God is a close friend, as people in the village say."
Xu Zhengyang took off his shoes, sat on the bed and leaned against the wall, crossed his legs and said with a smile: "What now?"
"I didn't feel very good. Chen Chaojiang also sat up. He sighed and said, "Come on, why the hell is there a god? And... it's you."
"Jealous?.
"That's nonsense." Chen Chaojiang curled his lips, threw the rosewood knot and the dagger on the bedside table, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. He said quietly: "I don't regard you as a god."
Xu Zhengyang smiled and said, "Well, we are good brothers."
"Don't talk too much. It's better not to let too many people know about this."
"Um
"But you just called someone in this capacity."
"Special case."
"Oh, Chen Chaojiang nodded, "I still like you as you were before,"
Xu Zhengyang's face straightened and he said seriously: "Pay attention to the words you use. The word "like" can easily cause misunderstanding!"
"Why are your thoughts so dirty?" Chen Chaojiang glanced at Xu Zhengyang with disdain.
Xu Zhengyang was happy and said: "I like you now."
"roll,"
For a while, the room became quiet again, and both of them seemed to be thinking about something.
"Zhengyang. I found that I am useless again." Chen Chaojiang suddenly sighed.
Xu Zhengyang was startled. Then he understood the meaning of Chen Chaojiang's words, and smiled: "Chaojiang, it's not as serious as you think. I'm still a human being. I was beaten and drank too much and vomited. If I were hit by a bullet today, it would be fine."
It will kill me."
"Huh?" Chen Chaojiang looked at Xu Zhengyang.
"Do not lie to you."
"I believe you." Chen Chaojiang nodded.
"sleep."
"Um."
Chen Chaojiang turned off the light and the two of them lay down in their clothes.
On the light blue curtains, some light from the street lamps outside was faintly transmitted, and the shadows of the trees fell on the curtains, shaking slightly. Naturally, Xu Zhengyang would not fall asleep, and quietly looked up at the ceiling in the darkness, his vision gradually
Adapted to the dark light in the house.
After a long time, he heard Chen Chaojiang's slight arrogance.
Xu Zhengyang wanted to turn over to confirm, but he was worried about waking up Chen Chaojiang. This guy was always alert, especially with another shooting incident today, he must be even more alert.
Just as he was about to start making the Judge's Pen, Chen Chaojiang's faint voice suddenly sounded: "Zhengyang, if you are who you were before, at least you will still look the same as before, not just in front of me, but also in front of others,"
"Well, Xu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment and then agreed.
Chen Chaojiang stopped talking, and after a while, a slight rustling sound sounded again.
Xu Zhengyang was a little annoyed, and a trace of thought quietly came out, confirming that Chen Chaojiang was really asleep this time, and then narrowed his eyes slightly. The power of his thought instantly covered the dark brown iron pear wood box on the bedside table, and his mind
He meditated on the appearance of the judge's pen, and then with his thoughts, the ironwood box on the bedside table glowed with a soft yellow light that ordinary people could not see. The ironwood box quickly disappeared. But in Xu Zhengyang's mind,
A writing brush about half a meter long and as thick as a baby's arm appeared, but the round tip at the end of the pen was not so smooth and seemed a bit stiff.
Damn, why is this such a big thing? You can’t use it as a pen when you take it out, but it can be used when fighting.
Xu Zhengyang's mind returned to the verdict book and asked: What should the judge's pen look like?
The answer is: It is up to the judge to decide according to his preference.
"Well, that's it." Xu Zhengyang thought for a while, and activated the large and awkward judge pen with his mind. In an instant, the thick judge pen was transformed into thirty Pu Zhen Yong Er Er Zhi's size, which was much more comfortable.
Use poles and put them in Dianzhou fields for later use.
As soon as this idea came up, I saw that all thirty judge pens in my mind were included in the final decision book.
Xu Zhengyang opened his eyes, stretched out his hands, and with a thought, the final book appeared out of thin air in his right hand, and a dark brown-looking ordinary-looking brush appeared in his left hand.
He looked so stiff and awkward at that time. Xu Zhengyang grinned happily, it looked pretty good!
Just wait until Zhan Xiaohui demolishes the Judge's Temple in Ci County and builds the Judge's Temple in Haihe City, then he can do whatever he wants.
When he first became a judge of You Fang, Xu Zhengyang was still a little annoyed by the limitations of the place where Judge You Fang belonged. The temple had to be wherever it was, and his official position was promoted. But before there was no judge's pen, his ability was not as good as that of Gongcao.
Where to go? During the past few days of living in Zehe City, Xu Zhengyang occasionally thought that the word "You Fang" used by Judge You Fang seemed to have other meanings, so he asked about the verdict book. As expected, it was called "You Fang".
It is for this reason that it is called "The Wandering Judge". Wherever there is a temple named "Judge", that is where the Wandering Judge lives.
In addition to the chief judge under Chenglong, there should be three Youfang judges.
Chenglong lived in the city and had his own government office. He did not live in the Chenglong Temple built by humans. There were many judges' tablets in the Chenglong Temple, which were the chief judge's stature.
The two gods, Chief Judge and Chenglong, in most cases handle official affairs in the government office. So when Chengbi temples are built in some places in the following counties, towns and towns, the judge's tablets enshrined in them will be inspected and handled by the wandering judge.
For trivial official duties, the results of handling more important matters are submitted to the chief judge or Cheng Long for the final decision; in addition, the wandering judge is also responsible for collecting files from the land gods in each township every six months and forwarding them to the chief judge and the city emperor.
If there are too many Chengbi temples built below and there are not enough magistrates on the travel side, Chenglong will decide how many more places the magistrates on the travel side have jurisdiction over.
It can be seen from this that although there are very few Chengbi Temples and Judge Cards in the world today, and there is no Chenglong to give Judge You Fang more jurisdiction, there is only one place dedicated to the position of Judge, so that place will become You Fang
the seat of the judge,
Thinking of this, Xu Zhengyang looked at the jade finalization book in his hand and thought: You know so much, why didn't you tell me this before?
Answer: Insufficient positions and insufficient levels to activate artifacts.
Xu Zhengyang realized and said: Is there anything else I don’t know? Tell me everything.
Answer: None yet.
Xu Zhengyang sighed, Damn, this makes me feel like a primary school student. I can't learn the second-grade courses in the first grade, so can't I be allowed to skip the class?
Answer: No.
Xu Zhengyang asked: Why?
Answer: The final decision is weak and incompetent.
Xu Zhengyang almost couldn't help laughing out loud, and secretly praised in his heart: You are so honest, interesting, and full of spirituality. Talking to you is more interesting than sitting with Li Bingjie. Well, it is also more interesting than Chen Chaojiang sometimes.
Much more interesting.
There was no response to the final decision.
Xu Zheng curled his lips: Damn, I don’t need to praise you.
With a flash of light, the verdict book suddenly showed a line of golden words: In view of the fact that there is no chief judge in Zehe City, the judge of Youfang in Cixian County possesses the magic weapon judge pen of Zehe Chenglong, so he temporarily takes over the position of chief judge.
Xu Zhengyang was stunned, was he promoted again? Then he sighed softly and said to himself: If I had known this, why would I have taken off my pants and farted, and wasted so much time?
I took out my mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhan Xiaohui: Suspend changing the name of the temple.
After a while, Zhan Xiaohui's text message came back: Okay, stop immediately, sir. In fact, I have arranged for someone to change the name, but it will take some time to customize the plaque.
Xu Zhengyang originally wanted not to reply, but after thinking about it, Zhan Xiaohui was very dedicated, so he replied again: Thank you for your hard work, it cost you money.
Zhan Xiaohui's text message was quickly answered in a roundabout way: Sir, your words have offended me and will shorten my life. I have a lot of money now.
Xu Zhengyang did not reply, and felt a little jealous and angry: Damn, no matter it is Zhan Xiaohui in the previous life or Zhan Xiaohui now, each one has better luck than the other, which is enviable. Zhan Xiaohui, that bastard, was also a poor peasant at the beginning.
After his parents died unexpectedly in high school, his sister did not depend on him. Instead, she went to work to earn money and ignored Zhan Xiaohui. After getting married, she was even more lazy to pay attention to her younger brother. Who would have thought that this boy's fortune would turn upside down?
Oh my god, I bought a few lottery tickets while working on a construction site, and unexpectedly won the jackpot. I suddenly became a rich man with tens of millions in savings from a poor boy. What kind of incredible luck is this?
However, he probably exhausted his luck all at once. After getting rich in vain, this kid began to enjoy life and have fun all day long, and his body collapsed.
So Cheng Jinchang, who borrowed the corpse to bring back the soul, got a life advantage.
Being promoted is naturally a good thing. Xu Zhengyang said to the judge in his heart: What you did this time is incompetent. In the past, every time I was promoted, I would be told what powers and powers the new position had.
The final judgment book: The chief judge under Cheng Long holds the final judgment book and determines the good and evil of people. He submits it to Cheng Long for approval and can be transferred to the underworld to be transferred to the underworld judge.
What's the use?
The final answer is: when a person lives in the world, his sins, merits and deeds are all determined by the number of his future life.
Xu Zhengyang thought for a while and then asked: Not to mention how many people there are in the world, there are hundreds of thousands of people in one county alone. I am a judge and hold dozens of priesthoods. I have to be busy with so many things every day. Can I be busy?
?Well, I am indeed incompetent, but in the past when there were piles of gods everywhere, they were too busy?
The final decision book was silent for a while, and then he replied: The final decision book, county record, local record. It has its own records.
Oh." The artifact is indeed very good and powerful! Xu Zhengyang nodded and sighed with enlightenment: Although the laws of heaven stipulate that gods cannot interfere in the affairs of the mortal world, in the final analysis, gods are still in control of this world.
What is the fate of human beings, past lives, this life? Reincarnation, evil people will turn into animals in their next life, and good people will be rich and powerful in their next life.
This is so similar to the record in the legend!
Just as I was thinking about this, the verdict flashed, and a line of words appeared: If it were not for the great good and great evil, the underworld would not need to be managed and would reincarnate on its own.
Xu Zhengyang was stunned, oh, all the emotional gods are lazy. They leave everything to the magic weapon, and they try not to care about those who can let go. No wonder the gods are happy and carefree.
Suddenly something came to mind, and Xu Zhengyang asked curiously: Can I go to the underworld and wander around now?
The verdict was finalized and Bo replied: "Yes, it is just a temporary acting chief judge's position. It will take a lot of effort to go through the process, so I don't recommend it."
The anger in Xu Zhengyang's heart suddenly rose, and he cursed: Why is it so difficult to be a god? It takes a lot of magical power to do anything. You know these things now, how can I gather some faith?
is it hard?
The final decision was ignored,
Xu Zhengyang had no choice but to put aside these annoyances and asked: What other abilities are there?
The verdict was settled and Bo replied: Holding the soul chain, you can take away the soul of a living person and kill him instantly.
Xu Zhengyang's heart trembled, he was extremely excited, and then he gritted his teeth and asked: Will this also cost a lot of money?
The answer is: Yes, and to steal souls and devour lives, half of the divine power will be consumed for one life.
Xu Zhengyang felt the urge to smash the verdict book and throw it into the latrine. Then he held back his anger and asked: Where is the soul lock chain? Who gave it to me? Doesn’t it mean that I have to be self-sufficient?
Answer: Yes.
Xu Zhengyang's eyes widened and he was filled with rage: What to use?
Answer: A hundred years of cold ice and iron, a thousand years of dead wood roots.
Sure enough, sure enough, Xu Zhengyang laughed angrily: It still takes a lot of divine power, right?
Answer: Yes.
Fuck you!
The answer is: The final verdict book does not have a mother. In terms of its own attributes, the judge who holds the final verdict book is a mother.
Xu Zhengyang: ",,Nephew Shao!!!!!!"
In a room with extremely poor lighting, Xu Zhengyang was lying on his back on the bed, holding the jade settlement book in his right hand. He bared his teeth and gritted his teeth as he tried to throw it against the wall countless times. Of course, he had been exercising strong restraint not to do this.
Such impulsive stupid things happen.
The reason why Xu Zhengyang is so angry is actually because it is not easy to accumulate divine power, and every time he is promoted, he can feel that a lot of his divine power will be consumed, and the more he gets promoted, the more obvious it is that the more divine power is consumed. This is what makes Xu Zhengyang so angry.
He was helpless. It was not up to him to decide whether to be promoted or not. Instead, this jade stone was making a judgment about its divine weapon, and Xu Zhengyang didn't know the criteria for the judgment.
In particular, he is thinking about accumulating more divine power and hopes to reach the realm of an emperor as soon as possible. Eternal life! What a tempting goal?
To achieve this goal, in addition to accumulating enough divine power and being promoted quickly, there is also a very important prerequisite, that is, you must live well. In this world, everyone will always encounter many, many accidents.
A big accident can kill you. For example, today, if a bullet hits Xu Zhengyang's head impartially, it will be difficult for him to live for one more second, let alone eternal life.
If you want to live peacefully and avoid accidents as much as possible, especially damage caused by outsiders deliberately, you need strength.
Judging from Xu Zhengyang's current status as a god, he needs magical powers, more powerful magical powers, and needs to be promoted.
To be promoted, you need enough divine power,
His mother turned back again.
Therefore, Xu Zhengyang was very annoyed that he had to expend divine power at every turn, especially some extremely important magical powers that required a lot of divine power.
Just as he was getting annoyed, Chen Chaojiang's voice suddenly sounded: "Zhengyang, what's wrong with you?"
Following the voice, Chen Chaojiang had already turned over and sat up, turned on the light, and his slender, cold eyes were filled with concern and a trace of nervousness.
"Ah? It's okay." Xu Zhengyang replied.
"Where's your box?"
"used,"
Chen Chaojiang was stunned and didn't ask Xu Zhengyang what he was doing. He was already a god. It would be understandable if anything outrageous happened: "That thing in your hand is a jade worth tens of millions?"
"Yeah." Xu Zhengyang smiled and nodded.
"It's okay, I'll see you in bed." Chen Chaojiang didn't say anything else, turned off the light and lay down.
Xu Zhengyang took back the verdict book and the judge's pen, thinking that when he turned around, he had to make the verdict book come out from his left hand and the judge's pen from his right hand, otherwise it would be awkward! It's not like he was left-handed like Chen Chaojiang. Thinking about this, Xu Zhengyang touched
He picked up a cigarette on the bedside table, took out one and lit it, then threw another one in the direction of Chen Chaojiang in the dark.
Soon, a lighter clicked across the street, the flames flickered, and Chen Chaojiang lit the cigarette.
Xu Zhengyang muttered in his heart: Is this guy's eyes so good? Or is he the legendary martial arts master who listens to the sound to identify the position? So Xu Zhengyang once again confirmed in his heart that Chen Chaojiang was a pervert.
"Zhengyang,"
"Um?"
Chen Chaojiang seemed to be hesitating, and after a while he said: "Am I very annoying?"
"What are you talking about? Go and go" Xu Zhengyang said with a smile.
"Actually, I understand everything in my heart, but I just can't change it." Chen Chaojiang sighed and said, "Everyone thinks that I am cold to others, but my parents gave me this appearance. I am not evil-minded.
, I have never bullied anyone, I have never stolen or robbed.”
Xu Zhengyang was stunned and silently asked Chen Chaojiang to speak. In his memory, Chen Chaojiang never complained.
"You said I'm not suitable for anything else. I'm very grateful. I'm not angry at all." Chen Chaojiang lay on his back on the bed, with the red cigarette butt shining brightly in the darkness. "It's my fault too. You're so stupid and tongue-tied.
He can talk, his grimace is scary enough, and his temper is fierce.
"Chaojiang, we are all brothers." Xu Zhengyang sighed softly.
"Actually, we all know in our hearts that they are good to me and I am good to them. Isn't it because you are in the middle?" Chen Chaojiang smiled mockingly, "Sometimes I can't understand why others treat me so well."
Either I hate you, I'm annoyed, or I'm afraid, why are you so nice to me?"
Xu Zhengyang smiled and said, "About your temper?"
"I'm quite arrogant, so arrogant." Chen Chaojiang puffed out smoke and said softly, "Zhengyang, in fact, I am also very scared many times."
Xu Zhengyang was silent. Chen Chaojiang's temperament was precisely because of fear, which made him become more and more violent and extreme in his actions.
"Zhengyang, I have something to discuss with you."
"Don't be so polite, okay? Damn it, what happened to you today?" Xu Zhengyang said jokingly with a strong smile.
Chen Chaojiang stood up and turned on the light. With a serious smile on his pale face and tears flashing in his slender eyes, he said firmly: "Give me a salary increase. You are not short of money now."
"How much?" Xu Zhengyang asked.
"Five thousand a month."
"No problem." Xu Zhengyang agreed, and then asked with a smile: "Why do you suddenly want to raise your salary?"
Chen Chaojiang said coldly: "I need to find a reason for myself. I will listen to you from now on. You don't have to say anything else to persuade me. In fact, I am afraid of myself. If I listen to you, I can live well."
"Chaojiang, we are brothers
"These are two different things." Chen Chaojiang said stubbornly.
Xu Zhengyang squinted his eyes, looked sideways at Chen Chaojiang, and asked: "Because I am a god, you are telling me this?"
"no."
"Then give me a reason."
"You and I are brothers."
"Take some twists and turns." Xu Zhengyang smiled happily and said, "The salary will be increased in the future."
After suffocating the cigarette and turning off the light, the two of them lay fully clothed on the bed in the dark room without saying a word.
Xu Zhengyang knew. Chen Chaojiang finally understood him clearly.
For Chen Chaojiang, this has only advantages and no disadvantages.