Liaozhai Great Sage

As a puff of smoke blew out from the underworld, Guo Beicheng's City God laughed and appeared in the temple immediately.

"This red-haired ghost king has been tricked by me after all. Now that I have returned to Guo Beicheng, he, the king of the underworld, would not dare to chase him here. This thing is safe."

Chenghuang looked at the things in his hands and couldn't help but feel elated.

It was a book, a black book, with three characters clearly visible on it: Book of Life and Death.

"This is a treasure that can really judge life and death, and the things on my Chenghuang's case are just a record of life and death. It looks the same, but it is very different. It cannot be compared with the book of life and death."

Chenghuang flipped through the book of life and death in his hands, although it looked like it was only a few thin pages, but no matter how hard he turned it, he couldn't finish it, it seemed endless.

But as his eyes flickered, various words appeared on the white paper above, which were the birthdays, times of death, and longevity of mortals and so on.

"There are nine Books of Life and Death in the Underworld. The people who manage the land of Kyushu live, grow old, get sick and die. This book corresponds to this place. With this Book of Life and Death, I, the City God, can be regarded as the real City God." Guo Beicheng City God laughed.

Then he flipped through it for a while, and he didn't put it away until all the names of the people in this state appeared.

"Sure enough, the name of Li Xiuyuan, a sage in the world, is not in this book of life and death. His life, old age, sickness and death can only be determined by God, and this book of life and death can't even be fixed." The city god shook his head, originally he wanted to see Li Xiuyuan's lifespan.

Although ghosts and gods cannot calculate his lifespan, if his name appears in the book of life and death, he can check it through the book of life and death.

"By the way, did Li Xiuyuan say anything after he came back just now?"

Suddenly, he remembered something, and asked the Yin soldiers stationed by the gate on the left and right.

"My lord, no." Yin Bing shook his head and said.

"I didn't say a word." Chenghuang asked again.

"Yes, my lord, Mr. Li didn't say a word."

Chenghuang nodded and said, but he understood in his heart that he was being used by him once, and he was very angry, but at least he had helped him a few times before, and now it was evened out.

"However, the anger of the saint in the world still needs to be appeased, lest he destroy my temple on the spur of the moment."

With this in mind, the City God said again: "Go, send the ten altars of wine from the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty that the City God has collected to Mr. Li."

"Yes, Lord City God."

A Yin soldier captain responded, and immediately led his subordinates to carry the wine.

"Don't steal it on the way, this is wine for Mr. Li, if you take a sip of it, the city god will kill you." The city god glared at him again, and said coldly.

He has been a city god for many years, so how could he not know the tricks of these shady soldiers and ghosts.

Those yin soldiers immediately nodded in fright, and didn't dare to say anything.

Cheng Huang nodded and waved them away, and sat down by himself to study the book of life and death in his hand.

He tried to change the lifespan of an unremarkable lonely old man in the city, reducing his life by one year, to see if the book of life and death was really so powerful.

this change.

In an old house in the city, a lonely old man who was sleeping on a couch was breathing evenly before, but suddenly his head tilted and he lost his breath.

"died."

As soon as the old man died, the City God sensed it immediately.

Immediately he became even more delighted, but then he frowned slightly, feeling that his Yin virtue had been compromised a bit.

"You can't change the book of life and death indiscriminately. It's just changing a person's yang life for one year, which will damage the yin virtue of this city god. If the number of people who change it is more and heavier, this city god may not be able to bear such a big cause and effect. .” The City God’s expression became a lot more dignified.

Although this treasure is good, it must be used very carefully, otherwise it will be a disaster rather than a blessing.

Chapter 123 Sword Pill

Li Xiuyuan who returned to the mansion did not go into the room to sleep, but sat in the gazebo to meditate and practice Qi.

Although the Renshan Avenue has not been effective, if you practice it on a daily basis, among other things, at least you can be energetic, and you don't have to sleep every night like ordinary people.

This sitting is two hours.

The night faded quickly, and the early morning sun had already fallen.

Li Xiuyuan, who was in good spirits, opened his eyes slightly just now.

"Others say that cultivating the Tao is good and you can live forever, but who can understand the boringness of cultivating the Tao? I have only meditated for two hours and I can't continue to meditate. I really don't know how those so-called masters can sit for a day , or even ten days and half a month."

He secretly thought in his heart.

After stretching his waist and exercising his muscles and bones, he still planned to go back to the house to review the Four Books and Five Classics, so as not to fail the exam as a scholar, which would become a joke.

"That scholar who trains Qi, are you the owner of this mansion?"

Suddenly, just as Li Xiuyuan was about to meet in the study, a voice came.

"Who?" Li Xiuyuan immediately looked for the sound.

But he saw a big man standing on the wall of his own courtyard, with a swallow jaw and a tiger beard, and a leopard head and eyes around him. Although this big man was not ugly in appearance, he looked ferocious, like Zhang Fei in ancient times. If people glanced at it, they would be frightened and take a detour.

"I'm just a passer-by. I saw that you have bad wine outside your house. I want to ask the owner of the house if he sells it?" said the burly man.

"There is no wine in front of my house, this friend may have misread it." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Since you are the master of this house, it's easy to handle."

After finishing speaking, the burly man jumped down from the courtyard wall again, and after a while, holding a big wine jar with one hand, he jumped onto the courtyard wall again. Why isn't the wine at your door yours?"

"Good skill." Li Xiuyuan didn't care about the wine, but cared about this big man's skill.

The courtyard wall of my mansion is at least one foot high, and since this big man can jump up with a jug of several tens of catties of wine, it is not something ordinary people can do.

"Your martial arts are not bad. There are so many scholars in the world, but none of them are like you. You have such a good martial arts at a young age."

The burly man said: "Looking at the way you meditated and practiced qi before, I know that you are taking the way of qi training, and you can cultivate a whole body of martial arts through the way of qi training. You, a scholar, are very talented in martial arts. I see you It’s a waste to continue studying, just practice martial arts, in less than 20 years, you will be the master of martial arts in this world.”

"It's a pity that my ambition is not to practice martial arts." Li Xiuyuan laughed.

The burly man nodded and said: "I understand that everything is inferior, but reading is high. Reading is indeed an elegant thing, but have you ever thought about it, how many scholars have there been in the past and present? Those who are promising are nothing more than being officials in the court, or becoming a local scholar. A county magistrate, a mediocre one, just spends his whole life as a teacher, how can he enjoy being a chivalrous man with his martial arts."

"Everyone has their own way, and some things cannot be forced." Li Xiuyuan said, of course he knew how happy he was.

But now the Li family needs to become a family of officials, otherwise what happened to County Magistrate Liu would still happen that day.

"That's right, everyone has their own way, so let's not talk about it, you really don't sell this wine?" The burly man shook the wine jar in his hand and said: "I will buy you a jar for 100 taels of silver."

"This wine is not mine to sell you." Li Xiuyuan said.