"Congratulations, Congratulations!"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince,
Congratulations! "
The newly built Pu Qi Monastery was bustling with people coming and going,
Xie Lian passed through several long tables that were filled to the brim. Like flowing water, bowl after bowl of steaming hot noodles, golden oily soup, and snow-white fragrant rice were served. He was so busy that he even had to deal with the guests. Amidst his busy schedule, he took some time to say, "Many thanks.
Please sit! "
The Pu Qi Monastery that had unfortunately collapsed during the chaotic battle was rebuilt.
After it was rebuilt,
It was much more imposing than the original dilapidated house,
There was also a newly built courtyard. It was not rebuilt by Xie Lian or Hua Cheng, but by the villagers of Pu Qi Village. That day, after Xie Lian had fled,
They flipped through the ruins,
They actually found a box of gold bars. Naturally, it was the pile that Quan Yizhen stuffed into his merit box every day.
These villagers had never seen so much gold before and were almost scared out of their wits. After they woke up,
The village chief took a part of it and rebuilt the Pu Qi Monastery,
They did not dare to touch the remaining one and waited for Xie Lian to come back before giving it to him.
Therefore,
Xie Lian brought Hua Cheng back and welcomed him,
Other than the villagers' enthusiastic "Daoist priest" and "Xiao Hua", there was also a brand-new Daoist temple and a box of heavy gold bars.
He had originally planned to return the gold bars to Quan Yizhen,
But Quan Yizhen did not take them,
Until Hua Cheng told him that if he did not take the gold bars back, he would not know the correct way to nurture the soul,
This child obediently changed his habit of stuffing gold bars into people's mouths.
After greeting them, a few priests led by Mu Qing walked into the courtyard in a reserved manner. They suddenly raised their heads and saw the full appearance of the Daoist temple clearly. They were instantly speechless.
Blind.
Too blind!
The bright red and green festive colors and the extremely exaggerated colored clay statues were not the scariest part of it all. The most terrifying thing was the plaque.
What was written on the board, or what was drawn on it?
The completion of the new Daoist temple should be congratulated. However, the taste of this new Daoist temple was so bad and vulgar. There was also a plaque that was the finishing touch of despair. It was so bad that they could not praise it. It was so bad that they had completely forgotten the congratulatory words they had thought of.
However, Xie Lian did not mind. On the contrary, he felt that it was quite good. At least it was no longer a dangerous house that could collapse at any time. He greeted her again, "Please take a seat."
The few Heavenly Priests didn't seem to want to sit. They probably came over to congratulate him just for the sake of appearances. They hurriedly put down their gifts and left. Xie Lian asked Mu Qing, "Why did they leave in such a rush?"
Mu Qing: "Do you even need to ask?"
Xie Lian: "Use it."
Mu Qing unhappily said, "Then go ask your good San Lang."
As it turned out, when Hua Cheng returned, the first person to know was Xie Lian. The second was the Heavenly Court, which had yet to warm up to the new Immortal Capital. Not only was it because the Prime Lantern Banquet that they had worked so hard to organize not long ago had ended up like the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Banquet, where Hua Cheng had suddenly appeared and destroyed all three thousand lanterns with a wave of his hand. It was also because from that night onwards, the bell had been ringing crazily, and its announcement reverberated throughout the entire Heavenly Court, as if reminding them that the nightmare of the immortals and gods had returned!
With a nightmare right in front of them, ordinary Divine Officials naturally didn't dare to approach. However, now that the rumors about Hua Cheng and Xie Lian in the Heavenly Court had reached a point where they didn't need to add fuel to the fire, they still wanted to build a relationship with Xie Lian and ask Hua Cheng to show some mercy in the future.
When Xie Lian heard this, he recalled Hua Cheng's request to report his glorious achievements to the Heavenly Court for an entire year. He laughed and said, "Naughty."
Mu Qing said: "How is this just naughty? You should just let him keep it. It's too outrageous. Now, that bell is making people panic every day. It's impossible to work in the Celestial Heavens. From time to time, it would even fall and hit people. It wasn't easy to rebuild the new Immortal Capital. Don't ruin it because of this kind of thing. "
Xie Lian said, "Alright, I'll go talk to him later. By the way, would you like to try it? "He pointed at the noodle soup on the table in the courtyard and added," I didn't make it. "
When Mu Qing heard the first part of the sentence, his expression was cold and filled with rejection. Only when he heard the second part did he return to normal. At this moment, Feng Xin also arrived. He entered the courtyard and just happened to pass by a few young priests who were about to leave. After exchanging greetings, they whispered among themselves, "It's General Nan Yang."
"It's him. So pitiful, his wife and son ran away with someone … … "
The veins on Feng Xin's forehead bulged as he cursed loudly on the spot. "F * ck!!! Are you guys done yet?! How many months have you been talking about this?! Also! It's' ran away '! It's not 'ran away with someone'! You motherf * cker are just spreading rumors! "
The few young priests with loose mouths were so frightened that they hurriedly ran away. Mu Qing, who was at the side, folded his hands into his sleeves and said, "You might as well not explain. It just sounds more embarrassing."
Feng Xin was furious. He grabbed a broom from the side and threw it at Xie Lian. Mu Qing caught it and chuckled. "Old trick. Now this trick is useless against me. "
Feng Xin was about to curse again when Xie Lian walked over and stuffed a broom into his hands. He said, "It's good that it's useless. How about this, the two of you help me sweep this courtyard. Just now, I set off a few strings of firecrackers, so the ground is full of red dregs. You've worked hard. If you're bored, you can also pick up a dragon. "
“？？？”
An hour later, a clamor of voices could be heard coming from outside the monastery. It was getting closer and closer.
The few people in the courtyard looked out. After a while, a large crowd of people surged into the courtyard of Pu Qi Monastery, shouting, "Is it here?" "It's here. Oh, it's quite imposing." "There really is rice, a lot of rice ah!" "There's also meat!"
The ground that Feng Xin and Mu Qing had just swept was once again trampled by a large group of muddy legs into an unsightly sight. Mu Qing held onto the broom. As if he had been infected with fleas, his eyes widened. "… … What's going on with these beggars?"
In front of the crowd of beggars was a person with messy hair and dirty clothes. It was Shi Qing Xuan. He limped over, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, I've come to disturb you! How is it? Does the agreement we made last time still count? "
Xie Lian smiled and said, "You're extremely welcome, of course it counts! Please sit, please sit. "
Mu Qing said, "There are too many people here."
Shi Qing Xuan said, "Not many! Last year in the Imperial City, all the uncles who helped guard the human array are here. "
At the time of guarding the human array, Shi Qing Xuan and the others had agreed that after the matter was done, he would treat everyone to chicken drumsticks, and everyone would have a share. In the end, after the matter was done, no one could be found anywhere, so naturally, they didn't get to eat that chicken drumstick. Today, they could finally fulfill their promise.
Bowl after bowl of chicken drumstick noodles were served. Shi Qing Xuan said, "Everyone, you don't have to worry about anything today. Eat!"
The crowd of beggars squeezed from the table to the ground, cheering one after another. Then, they picked up the big bowl and started slurping and chewing. As they ate, someone suddenly said, "That's not right, there's demonic energy!"
Everyone turned their heads to look. Unexpectedly, it was Heaven's Eye Opener and the others. Xie Lian felt a slight headache and said, "Why are you guys here too?"
Heaven's Eye Opener said, "Last time, we also helped out, why can't we come?" He then raised his bowl high and said with a serious expression, "Everyone, listen to me, I definitely didn't see wrong! The food in this bowl has demonic energy, I'm afraid it's not something good, it's very strange! Quickly put it down! "
No one paid attention to him. The crowd of beggars had already finished eating one round. One after another, they raised their empty bowls and said, "Another bowl!"
Feng Xin and Mu Qing fought with brooms while sweeping the firecrackers that covered the courtyard. Seeing the others eating and drinking so happily, they also sat down and picked up their bowls. Just then, Heaven's Eye Opener said, "Why didn't you guys listen to others!" As he said this, he wanted to get up and go to the kitchen to take a look. Shi Qing Xuan held him down and said, "Really, Daoist priest, you're thinking too much. This is Blood Rain Tanhua's territory, so it's normal to have demonic energy. Fine, fine, fine, you're worried, right? I'll go take a look, you sit down and don't be impulsive. "
He really did get up by himself and walked to the vicinity of the kitchen. Lifting up the curtain, he said, "You see, there's nothing strange about it — —"
Xie Lian said, "Wait a moment, I also want to take a look … …"
However, when he, Shi Qing Xuan, Feng Xin, and Mu Qing stretched their heads out to take a look, they were all shocked.
In the kitchen, a tall and strong pig butcher was currently crazily chopping on a chopping board. If it weren't for the pig legs hanging behind him, they would have thought that he was chopping up a human. At the side, there was a huge fire under a huge vat. In the vat, a long-necked male chicken spirit was rubbing himself in full swing. When he saw that someone had seen him from outside, he immediately screamed and covered his chest with both hands.
Xie Lian's head started to hurt. He hurriedly walked in and said in a low voice, "Didn't I say that we can't do this?"
The chicken spirit patted his chest and guaranteed, "Uncle, we came here after taking a bath, so we're very clean! Furthermore, this soup base has the effect of prolonging life, so it won't harm people if you don't drink it! It's not a loss! Don't worry and eat it! "
"… …"
Shi Qing Xuan silently put down the curtain. Feng Xin and Mu Qing immediately threw away their bowls and snorted, "You might as well do it!"
Xie Lian rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He found it funny and helpless as he said, "They insisted on helping. There's no other way, they're also doing this out of good intentions."
At this moment, Heaven's Eye Opener seemed to have finally felt that these people were acting suspiciously and walked over. Xie Lian hurriedly stopped him, "What's the matter?"
He was afraid that Heaven's Eye Opener would see Pig Butcher and the others and cause trouble again. Unexpectedly, Heaven's Eye Opener didn't come for the kitchen, but for him instead. He circled around Xie Lian a few times and doubtfully said, "Strange …"
Xie Lian asked, "What's wrong?"
Heaven's Eye Opener seemed to be puzzled and said, "That's not right, Xie Daozhang. Why is the ghost energy on your body even more serious than last time?"
"… …"
Xie Lian lightly coughed. Mu Qing snorted and said, "Hanging out with the Ghost King all day, of course it's getting more and more serious."
Heaven's Eye Opener said, "That's not right. Even if that's the case, it shouldn't be like this, right? "
Feng Xin said, "What do you mean by this and that?"
After being puzzled for a long time, Heaven's Eye Opener finally said it directly.
He said, "The ghost energy on your body, how did it become from the inside out? This … … this is completely coming from your body. "
"… …"
"I'm afraid you've suffered a great crime. What did you do? How did you get so sick? "
"… …"
Xie Lian couldn't even cough. His entire face was about to be filled with blood.
Feng Xin and Mu Qing didn't understand at first, but when they came back to their senses, they coincidentally looked at Xie Lian and went silent. "… …"
Only Shi Qingxuan couldn't wrap his head around it and said, "What's wrong? So? What's going on? Your Highness Crown Prince, are you really sick? Do you know Blood Rain Tanhua? Didn't he treat you?! "
No, no, no. It's because of him that it's like this!
Xie Lian stammered, "This. Actually. It's not that. If you guys don't want it … … I think, it's better, um, um … … "
His mind was filled with some messy images, and he randomly said a bunch of meaningless words. Suddenly, his back leaned against a person's chest. An arm wearing a silver wrist guard wrapped around him, and a familiar voice said with a smile, "I think, it's better if you guys go back to your seats, eat your food, and don't worry about anything else. How about it?"
In this situation, Xie Lian really didn't know whether he should feel like he was pardoned or be even more embarrassed. He said, "San Lang!"
When they saw Hua Cheng come out, Feng Xin and Mu Qing's expressions were indescribable. However, Xie Lian was in front, so they couldn't say anything. Only Shi Qingxuan still asked very seriously, "Blood Rain Tanhua, have you checked His Highness Crown Prince's body?"
Xie Lian covered his forehead, hoping that he would stop asking. At this moment, the beggars shouted, "Another bowl!" "Add more meat!" "This chicken soup doesn't have any flavor, add more salt!"
Mu Qing couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Do you guys know that this is a Daoist temple that worships the Heavenly Officials? Can you be a little more reserved?"
The beggars didn't fall for his trick. The last time they joined hands with many Heavenly Officials to strengthen the human formation, they personally saw a few Heavenly Officials trembling and running away. They were even worse than them. In addition, they were too familiar with Shi Qingxuan, so they couldn't help but feel that immortals were like this. They didn't seem to be much different from them, and they didn't seem to be so aloof and inviolable.
Suddenly, a cry came from the kitchen, "Who is it?"
Hearing this, Xie Lian's heart tightened. He rushed into the kitchen and saw the pig butcher and chicken spirit shouting inside. He hurriedly comforted them, "Calm down! Calm down! What's wrong? "
The chicken spirit was so frightened that goosebumps rose all over his body. "Eldest Uncle! It's haunted! There's a ghost that ate all the soup we made! I was just poking myself, if I get up again, there won't be a bowl left! It's haunted! "
The pig butcher spat, "What are you afraid of?! Aren't you the same as a ghost?! "
Xie Lian was slightly stunned. "How could that be? Didn't I just see you guys make more than fifty bowls? "
"Yeah!"
But when he looked again, sure enough, those fifty bowls were all empty. Even the soup had been drunk clean!
Xie Lian felt strange in his heart. Suddenly, he thought of someone. He turned around and saw Hua Cheng leaning against the door. "San Lang, could it be?"
Hua Cheng calmly said, "Most likely."
"Mhm … …" Xie Lian said, "He should have come to congratulate us. We should welcome him, but he ate a little too much … … Now that all the food has been eaten by him, what should we do? "
Hua Cheng smiled and said, "Nothing. Add interest. "
The troubled ghosts of the Ghost City accepted their fate and began to cook again. At this time, a clamor came from the main hall and courtyard. It seemed like someone was quarreling with someone. Xie Lian wanted to go out and mediate, but Hua Cheng grabbed his hand and led him out through another door.
The two of them walked out of Pu Qi Monastery hand in hand. There were trees blocking the way. It would be easier to walk if they put down their hands and split up. But the two of them were unwilling to let go of each other's hands, so they took many turns and went around. As they went around, Xie Lian asked, "San Lang, where are we going now?"
Hua Cheng said, "It's too noisy here. Let them fight, we'll leave first."
Xie Lian looked back as he walked, a little worried. "Don't care about them? Pu Qi Monastery was just rebuilt. What if it collapses again? "
Hua Cheng said carelessly, "If it collapses, then it collapses. We'll just build another one. If brother wants it, you can have as many as you want. "
"Hahahahaha … …"
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At night, in the Thousand Lanterns Monastery, Xie Lian was wearing a thin snow-white undergarment after taking a bath. He leaned against the collapsed jade platform and wrote stroke by stroke.
He was writing to Hua Cheng and Lin. Hua Cheng was leaning beside him. He was also wearing undergarments with his collar slightly open. His hands were bored to death as he played with the red coral bead at the end of his hair.
Under the warm light of the lamp, he kept staring at Xie Lian. After looking for a while, he squinted his eyes and sighed. "Brother, don't do that. Come and rest."
Xie Lian had already suffered enough just now. He was determined not to be fooled again. Hearing this tone made his ears burn. He forced himself to calm down and continued writing. He said seriously, "No. San Lang, today someone said your handwriting is ugly. San Lang, someone said that your handwriting is ugly again today. You have to practice well, or else I won't let anyone know that I taught you. "
Hua Cheng sat up slightly and raised his eyebrows. "Brother, I remember that you clearly said before that you liked my handwriting."
Ever since Hua Cheng returned, Xie Lian had been obedient to him for a long period of time. Xie Lian would do anything he asked for. It was probably because of this that Xie Lian had spoiled him. He was becoming more and more mischievous. Xie Lian finished writing and put down his brush. He became even more serious. "Don't play tricks with your mouth. I'm done. Come and practice. "
Thus, Hua Cheng lazily moved behind Xie Lian and hugged his waist. He bent down slightly and rested his head on Xie Lian's shoulder. He took out his red coral bead from the end of his hair and put it on the paper. He let it chase Xie Lian's bead on the paper. They rolled back and forth. He deliberately didn't let Xie Lian write properly.
He was so mischievously and forcefully showing his existence. Xie Lian remembered that when he opened his Eye of Insight, he said that his whole body was emitting ghost energy "from head to toe, from inside to outside." That was Hua Cheng's aura. He couldn't help but feel his heart soften. He struggled a little and whispered, "… Write properly."
Hua Cheng said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
He picked up his brush and wrote two lines of poetry before putting it down. Xie Lian looked at it and shook his head. He thought for the umpteenth time, "It's hopeless." He paused, picked up his brush, and helped him finish the last two lines.
After he finished writing, Xie Lian blew on the paper gently and picked it up. The two of them looked at the poem they had written together.
The ink on the paper formed four elegant lines of poetry:
Those who have seen the sea are not water, those who have not seen Mount Wu are not clouds.
Looking back from among the flowers, half fate is to cultivate the Dao and half fate is to be a monarch.
Even Misfortune was at the table with his eyes wide open. He couldn't take his eyes off it, as if he was very appreciative of it. Hua Cheng smiled and said, "A peerless work of art. Brother, hurry up and sign your name. This word will shock future generations and be passed down through the ages. "
Xie Lian had already written Hua Cheng's name at the bottom. When he heard him say that, he really couldn't bring himself to add his name. Hua Cheng had laughed enough. He pretended to be serious and said, "Brother, are you embarrassed? I'll help you. "
As he said that, he held Xie Lian's hand and scribbled a few words. Of course, if it wasn't for the foresight, no one would be able to tell that it was two words. It was also impossible to tell that it was Xie Lian's name …
Xie Lian looked at his own hand writing this kind of thing and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He tilted his head in front of Hua Cheng's chest. Suddenly, he felt that these words were a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.
After a while, he remembered and his eyes lit up. He said, "San Lang, your hand!"
He grabbed Hua Cheng's forearm and pulled up his sleeve. He happily said, "It's this!"
During the days when the two of them lived together at Pu Qi Temple, Xie Lian had seen a word tattoo on his hand. It seemed to be some kind of foreign language. At that time, he had pondered over it, but he never would have thought that it wasn't some 'foreign language' at all. It turned out that it was just his name!
Hua Cheng also looked at his own arm and smiled. "Brother, you finally recognized it?"
Xie Lian said, "I should have recognized it long ago, but …"
But Hua Cheng's words were really uncanny workmanship. Needless to say, Hua Cheng could guess what he was thinking. He laughed out loud and put one hand on Xie Lian's waist. He kissed his forehead and said, "Don't worry. It's fine as long as brother's words are nice. I'll be ten thousand times happier than if my words were nice.
Xie Lian's hand caressed the tattoo. The tattoo was very deep. One could imagine how painful it was. He softly asked, "Did you get this when you were young?"
Hua Cheng smiled and pulled down his sleeve. He nodded.
Then he must have done it to himself. He imagined a little boy secretly carving the name of the person he admired on his arm. It was so childish, so brave.
His ten fingers intertwined, and the red lines intertwined. Xie Lian suddenly remembered the scene from a year ago when Hua Cheng turned into a butterfly and disappeared at Mount Bronze Cauldron.
At that last moment, Hua Cheng said one sentence.
Although it was soundless, Xie Lian knew what he said.
This was something that Hua Cheng had carried out since he was a child, and he would never change until his death.
"I will always be your most loyal follower."
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According to folklore, there was such a worn-out immortal.
Although he was called the worn-out immortal, what this immortal most often blessed wasn't the collection of worn-out things, but the peace of the world. Because at the same time, he was also a Martial God.
There was no demon that could not be defeated, no evil that could not be eliminated. He had the power to destroy the world, but he still cherished flowers.
However, there were taboos and rules to pay attention to when worshiping a god. If you came across a temple that worshiped this immortal, you must not worship it casually.
It was said that this worshiping immortal had a special constitution that would attract bad luck. If you didn't believe it, prepare a die and touch the immortal statue's hand before throwing a die. Your luck would definitely be terrible.
Therefore, if you prayed to a worshiping immortal statue, you might get more and more unlucky the more you worshiped. Even if you drank cold water, you might not be able to wear a Taoist robe.
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According to folklore, there was such a red-robed ghost king.
Although this ghost king was no longer a human, he had countless followers. It was popular to secretly set up a ghost king statue at home and worship it day and night, praying for good luck.
It was because not only was this Ghost King said to have never tasted defeat and was invincible, his luck was also extremely strong and invincible. If you didn't believe it, pray to him before throwing the die. If you could get his help, the next round would definitely be good.
However, ghosts naturally had more taboos than gods. Although this ghost king was powerful, his temperament was extremely eccentric and extreme.
If he was happy, he would help you without praying. If he wasn't happy, he wouldn't even spare a glance at you. If he was extremely unhappy, he might even kill you.
Therefore, for the same reason, it was better to keep a respectful distance.
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However, if people worshiped these two statues, one god and one ghost, together, they would turn something rotten into something magical.
The red-robed ghost king would dispel the bad luck that haunted the worshiping immortal and let him reveal his true appearance.
People would be surprised to find that the worshiping immortal's original color was not gray, but golden.
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Legends were usually based on facts. However, this was probably a very long story. It might have to start from 800 years ago, or it might take a very long time. People might not have the patience to listen.
But what was certain was that if one wanted these two to display their greatest strength, they had to be worshiped together.
This way, they would have double the good luck and double the invincibility.
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