After the so-called soul ghost disappeared, General Eclipse thought for a while and decided to go back to the capital to ask Leader Wan.
If this is true, why don't you tell yourself in advance who is trying to gain advantage by hiding such a conspiracy?
There is no ladder nearby, and every time one is built, one will be destroyed by Hou Tu. The cost is too huge. Xiang will have to go to the nearest town to quickly return to the capital.
Just now, he was just resting in his own space, enjoying the service and rainbow farts of his subordinates, and was not running from other places.
He doesn't have the ability to teleport over long distances.
Leaving the battlefield to his subordinates, General Eclipse hurried away.
For a single like him, finding a partner is the most important thing at the moment.
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Jiu Yuanzi led Xiao Wanfa for a stroll in Huangcheng Village. She did not go back to Tianshan to continue purchasing goods. From a visual inspection, there was nothing good in that place. Taking away the rubbish would not help her debts.
Moreover, the price is easy to drop, which makes Mr. Ning think that he is just a low-price wholesaler and has to carry all the garbage back by himself.
Xiao Wanfa is not here to make money. He originally went to heaven to kill gods, but somehow he returned to the mortal world, and now he has gone to the underworld. Isn't this more interesting than traveling?
He wanted to see the underworld more than in Tianshan.
The current village cannot be compared with the previous metropolis, but Jiu Yuanzi feels that Bo Xiaoni's life is not in danger. The village has been built, how far can the metropolis be?
Just like a simulation game, buying more elixirs from Mr. Ning is equivalent to spending resources.
"Hey, villagers in front of you, where is your village chief?" Jiu Yuanzi called to a middle-aged man carrying farm fertilizer. He was very weathered, his clothes were all patched, and the rubber shoes he was wearing had holes.
It looks so miserable that it makes people want to take a photo and post it on social media to raise some donations for the village.
The villager pointed to the big locust tree in the village and said, "The village chief is over there."
Jiu Yuanzi walked around for a few steps before he saw a two-story brick house behind the big locust tree. It was particularly conspicuous in this village of low bungalows made of wooden planks and thatch.
If it hadn't been blocked by the big locust tree, she would have seen it long ago.
Seeing that the patient had too many empty hands, Jiu Motoko was about to take something out when he suddenly remembered the pile of oranges.
So, she took out the oranges and said, "Wanfa, these are the oranges your friend left for you. They taste pretty good. I have eaten a few before."
Xiao Wanfa didn't want any oranges, but Jiu Yuanzi had also eaten the heavenly fruit, so he reached out and took one, "I'll just eat one, and other Yuanzi can eat more if they like it."
Jiu Yuanzi peeled the orange peel and said as he walked: "I'll look at the book of life and death later and see when the lifespan of Wanfa is. Let's cross it out."
"Is there really a book of life and death? Who decides how many years others can live and what is the basis?" Xiao Wanfa asked.
He had always thought that the Book of Life and Death was just folklore and there was no such thing. Now that he heard about it, he immediately became murderous.
Ordinary mortals can do nothing about it. As a monk, how can you tolerate others taking a small notebook and writing down the years and months you can live to decide how many years you can live at will.
This kind of anti-humanity place is the source of evil, right?
Then they would all perish, which would be considered a contribution to the human race.
Jiu Motoko was also stunned when she was asked three questions. She usually didn't have such troubles, and her name would not be recorded in the book of life and death.
Now that Xiao Wanfa asked me this question, I really felt that the authority of the Book of Life and Death was too great. Who are you? Why should you decide who lives and who dies?
She then said: "I don't know either, but it doesn't matter. Later we will ask why the decision was made, and then destroy the book of life and death."
Xiao Wanfa asked: "If they don't want to, can I slaughter this place?"
He was thinking about Jiu Motoko's thoughts. After all, she was the one who brought him here and killed all her acquaintances without saying a word.
Jiu Yuanzi paused and looked at Xiao Wanfa, "Okay, then I'll just take over this place myself, but don't tell Mr. Ning that he's doing business here."
"Wouldn't it be better to just give it to Yuan Zi?" Xiao Wanfa wanted to take action. What are you waiting for? He just grabbed it to save trouble.
Jiu Yuanzi said a little painfully: "I have to work..."
"..." Xiao Wanfa was silent. The most taboo thing for monks is to waste too much time on chores. If Yuanzi wants to take over the underworld, he will indeed waste a lot of his usual time.
Maybe, she might end up handing this mess over to herself because of her own actions.
It is said that this place used to be a big city, but now it has been reduced to an old village in the mountains. They still have to trade with Lao Ning, but they cannot let him know that this will be a big project.
Just thinking about it makes me dizzy.
"Okay, then let's ask them about their attitude first. If you really don't agree, just leave a few people alive and let them do the work." Xiao Wanfa said.
He didn't want to spend his brain energy on this kind of thing, otherwise he wouldn't have reorganized and disbanded the Xiao family.
Two idlers, faced with the prospect of destroying their creditor's job, immediately wanted to escape.
Jiu Yuanzi consoled him: "Don't worry, they are all in such bad shape, they don't have the energy to fight with us."
When the two of them walked under the big locust tree, they had already finished eating the oranges.
Jiu Yuanzi took out a sealed food bag, put all the orange peels inside, strode towards the two-story building, and shouted: "Xiao Ni, I'm here to see you.
You see, I brought you Xianjia Chenpi from Heaven. You must have a bad appetite now, use this to appetizer. "
Xiao Wanfa learned again.
As soon as he entered the house, Jiu Motoko saw the room full of old furniture, and there were several coffins in another room.
Mr. Yan was wearing an old suit that didn't fit well and was a bit baggy. It looked like he bought it for 25 yuan at the market.
He was coming out of the kitchen, holding a soup bowl in his hand. The dark medicinal soup inside exuded a poisonous smell.
A soul bubbled up in the medicinal soup, like a deflated balloon, and disappeared into the medicinal soup.
Jiu Yuanzi didn't know whether their appearance and living environment were all determined by Bo Xiaoni's physical condition. You, the King of Yama, are also the King of Ghosts. Don't you have any power of your own?
Look at this situation, it's like his wife ran away with someone, his daughter got seriously ill, and then he can't go out to work, he can only grow some potatoes at home, and the annual income does not exceed 2,000, a poor and sick middle-aged man, acting It's so lifelike.
No wonder Bo Xiaoni is so irresistible about acting. Now she has a profound understanding of it.
I really love acting, and I can also coordinate the scenes myself.
Mr. Yan was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiu Yuanzi. After his home became a village, it was like a leak through a net, and nothing came out of the house.
It's too dangerous. We need to get my empress better as soon as possible.
He greeted me warmly, "Miss Jiu, why are you here? Come as soon as you come. You are too polite to bring any gifts."
"Xiao Ni and I are friends, how can we come to see her empty-handed? You can dry these fresh tangerine peels for about 90 years." Jiu Yuanzi gave Mr. Yan the orange peels in his hand.
Mr. Yan took the orange peel and then looked up at Xiao Wanfa, "Who is this?"
Jiu Yuanzi introduced: "My friend Xiao Wanfa, we happened to have a fight with Eclipse General outside, so we stopped by to check on Xiaoni.
I asked him to quit 50 kilometers away, but he didn't listen and started fighting. Fortunately, we did not suffer a loss, but the general was a little furious. "
Mr. Yan said gratefully: "I was just wondering why there was so much commotion outside just now. I didn't expect Miss Jiu to help. Houtu Niang... Xiaoni, it's great to have such a good friend like you."
Jiu Yuanzi smiled and said: "Mr. Yan, you're welcome. We are all friends and we should help each other.
By the way, my friend is a human monk. He heard that there really is a book of life and death in the underworld, so he wanted to see how old his life is and how long he can live.
Is it convenient for Mr. Yan? "
"Book of Life and Death?" Mr. Yan was stunned and asked.
Jiu Yuanzi nodded, "Yes, the Book of Life and Death. Monks cultivate immortality not only for immortality, but of course they are interested in the Book of Life and Death."
Just taking a look, I promise not to scribble on it or add numbers at the back, just out of curiosity. "
She had a smile on her face, while Xiao Wanfa was expressionless, but the indifference in his eyes had betrayed him deeply.
If you don't take it, you will do it.
Mr. Yan smiled bitterly, "Okay, I'll show it to you right now.
This gentleman doesn’t know, but Miss Jiu, you are an immortal in heaven, and you should know that the life span of human beings is calculated by heaven itself after the good and evil of this person’s previous life.
It's not like anyone can make random adjustments if they want to add or subtract, and nothing can be done after looking at it. "
"Isn't that better? Mr. Yan can rest assured that we are just taking a look." Jiu Yuanzi said with a smile.
If she hadn't known about past reincarnations, which were all controlled by them, just to make evil happen, she might have actually believed this nonsense.
