Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 72 Land gift, worship the city god
Here Han Feng has fallen asleep, but the land has returned to his own land temple, came to his bedroom, and walked to the corner near the bedside.

There was a huge wooden box, which looked dark blue and dark blue, and I didn't know what was inside.

Walking to the wooden box, Land cast a spell casually to clean off the dust on the wooden box, and then cast a lock-unlock spell, just click!With a bang, the wooden box opened automatically.

With the opening of the wooden box, the snow-white piece inside was revealed. Then the land picked up one of them, and said in his mouth: "Well, the picture of spring scenery and autumn chrysanthemum performed by Tang is not bad, I think this city god will like it." .”

It turned out that the huge wooden box was full of manuscripts of calligraphy, painting and poetry, and the whole wooden box was covered in stacks.These calligraphy, painting and poem manuscripts are all authentic works of famous people, including poem manuscripts of Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and so on.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that none of these manuscripts of calligraphy, painting and poetry are stamped with seals, they only have signatures on them, and each one is more like a draft written by the creator himself.

Then put away the calligraphy and painting, the land rode the cloud, and came to the gate of the mansion of the city god.

"Trouble, please inform Master Chenghuang that the official land has come to discuss something." Lowering the cloud, land said to the gatekeeper fairy boy in front of the City God Temple.

"Hehe, the land master will be later, and the boy will go to report now." The gatekeeper fairy boy, seeing that it was the land, immediately turned around and rushed to the mansion to report.

Hearing that the fairy boy came to report that the land was seeking to see him, the City God was a little surprised. His old subordinate hadn't visited his mansion for hundreds of years. How did he come to ask to see him properly today?
Thinking about it, there must be something to ask for himself, otherwise the old man Land suddenly begged to see him for no reason at this time, waved his hand, and asked the fairy boy to let the land come in. The City God sat in the hall and began to think.

Not long after, the gatekeeper fairy boy led the land in.

"Little God, Land, see you, Master City God!" As soon as he entered the hall and saw Master City God, Land rushed to pay his respects.

"Hey, isn't this the land? Why did you come to this official's mansion today!" Cheng Huang put down the teacup in his hand, waved his hand, and asked the door boy to leave, and then asked with a displeased face.

Nima!The friendship of thousands of years will be broken, and he will not come to his house for hundreds of years, and he will not even send a piece of tea cake to his house. Chenghuang will not get angry when he thinks of these things.

Anyway, I am also your immediate boss, okay? Although I am no longer in the world, I don't have to be busy with the old business anymore.But you are so silent, you don't even say hello, you cut off contact with yourself, you damn it!What the hell.

"Uh, hehe! It's the little god who was negligent. During this period of time, he was really entangled in trivial matters, and he couldn't get away. As soon as those trivial matters were settled, the little god came to visit immediately." Hearing Chenghuang's question, seeing Seeing the displeasure on the other party's face, Tu Tu hurriedly replied.

"Really? Is there any trivial matter that can make you busier than this city god?" Chenghuang asked displeased.Nima!If there is any trivial matter that can keep an immortal busy for hundreds of years, he will not find a better reason for perfunctory people.

"This, Xiao Xu's trifles, don't bother Master Chenghuang to forget, and the little god has already taken care of it." The land said, and quickly took out from his arms, the picture of spring and autumn chrysanthemums performed by Tang, and handed it to Master Chenghuang .

Seeing that the other party handed over a pair of calligraphy and painting, Chenghuang's expression suddenly became unnatural, why did he do this again?Do you think this city god will still eat the set you use in the world?But still, he asked, "Whose masterpiece is this!"

Land, as one of Chenghuang's direct subordinates, couldn't understand the hobbies of his immediate boss very well.I am afraid that apart from Chenghuang himself, no one can understand Chenghuang better than the land.

And the two were canonized almost at the same time, but one was born a rich man, who was willing to give alms, and the other was born in a scholarly family, upright and upright.

It is precisely because he was born in a scholarly family that poetry, calligraphy and painting have become a major hobby of the city god, especially the works of those celebrities. Although these celebrities may be mere mortals, and they are all juniors, their literary talent really makes the city god like it tight.

"It is, Tang Yan's painting of spring scenery and autumn chrysanthemums." The land squinted, watched Chenghuang take the calligraphy and painting in his hand, and said with a smile on his face: "But it is still the same as before, it is just a draft rather than a finished work. Taste."

"Oh"

Then Chenghuang unfolded the calligraphy and painting in his hand, and began to appreciate them with a serious expression on his face. After a while, he sighed again: "Boy Tang's painting skills are really extraordinary. Every time I see his different works, I can feel the difference." A small benefit."

"This picture of spring scenery and autumn chrysanthemums performed by Tang is another waste draft that you stole from Tang boy's house back then!" Putting away the calligraphy and painting in his hand, Chenghuang turned his head and asked.

Every time the land gave him calligraphy, painting or poem manuscripts, although they were all authentic works, the Chenghuang knew at a glance that these were just unfinished drafts, and none of them were finished products.

As for how these manuscripts of calligraphy, painting and poetry came about, Chenghuang is also very clear.

Whenever a celebrity appears in the mortal world, at night, the land will sneak into the study of these celebrities, and throw the drafts of those celebrities on the ground!Waste paper!
I moved all of them home at once, and I picked some of them when I could, and kept the drafts that were closer to the finished product, in order to cater to my hobbies.When I was working in the world, I didn't know how many draft works like this I had received from the other party.

This has also directly led to those celebrities, every time they wake up the next day, when they return to the study, they will find that all the drafts they discarded yesterday have disappeared inexplicably.

"Tell me, what's your matter this time, please ask the City God!" After greeting the land and letting the other party sit down, the City God asked again.

"Hehe, let's not hide it from Master Chenghuang, little old man, this time there is indeed something to do, and I ask for the approval of Master Chenghuang." Sitting down, he stroked his beard and smiled to hide his embarrassment.

"Oh, what is it?" Chenghuang asked curiously.

Then the land slowly said what he asked for.

After listening, Chenghuang couldn't hold back, puff!With a bang, he spit out all the tea in his mouth, and with a look of disbelief, he exclaimed, "What did you just say? Say it again."

"The little god said, the little god wants to write a novel, and wants to write a novel in which he becomes the city god." With a helpless expression on his face, the land could only repeat.

Chenghuang put down the teacup in his hand, and wrapped it around his ears, and after making sure that he had heard correctly, his expression changed, hum!He let out a cry, and said angrily: "So, you want to take the place of my City God! What a land you are, how dare you set up my City God's post."

Nima!Although he hadn't been to the City God's Mansion for hundreds of years, his official prestige had never been compromised. This angry question made the land nearly burst into tears.

"Don't dare, the little god is just talking about novels! I don't really want to get the idea of ​​Master Chenghuang." Land waved his hands again and again, and quickly explained.

"Well, a novel?" After some dry-mouthed explanations from the land, Chenghuang finally calmed down, and asked again with a puzzled expression: "Are you talking about a novel published on Xianyu's mobile phone?"

"Yes, yes." Land's head nodded like a rattle, fearing that the city god might get angry again.

(End of this chapter)