Liaozhai Great Sage

"how?"

The blind Taoist tapped one or two, but there was a metallic sound, and it didn't look like paper armor at all.

Taoist Mu clapped his palms and said with a smile, "Brother is good at spells."

"Can I touch it?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"Of course, Pindao's spell is not an illusion technique. As long as the spell is successfully cast, even you cannot make the spell invalid." The blind Taoist laughed, "It's just like my junior brother's pear planting technique."

Li Xiuyuan went over to touch it, and sure enough the armor hadn't changed back. He began to weigh it with his hands, and it was indeed full of weight. He took out his waist knife and chopped it up, and a burst of sparks sputtered out. The defensive power was amazing, comparable to the armor made by Bailian Steel.

"What kind of spell is this, so magical?"

He was a little surprised, this is terrible, his master can actually turn into real armor and weapons, after that, the blacksmith of his Li family will lose his job.

It's been a while since I haven't seen him, but Master Cheap's skills are so high.

"This is Transfiguration and Alchemy, and the combination of the two spells has such a magical effect." The blind man said.

"Are there any flaws in the transformed weapon and armor?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

The blind Taoist smiled and said: "Of course there are shortcomings. There is no perfect spell in the world. The poor Taoist practice can only last for a hundred days. After a hundred days, he will turn into paper armor. If you can become a fairy as a teacher, this is like gold." Spells can last for 100 years, and it is said that the magic touch of some gods can last for 1000 years."

"One hundred days?"

Li Xiuyuan nodded, indicating that he could accept it.

Three months is enough time for the Li family to forge their own weapons and armor. If there is an emergency battle, take the paper armor for a while, and the paper armor can be used for emergency.

"I don't know how many paper armors the master has folded now? This thing is very useful to my disciples."

The blind man said: "Now there are [-] pieces of paper armor and [-] pieces of weapons. It will not be difficult to make up [-] pieces when you need them."

"Then Master Lao will collect [-] sets of paper armor, and I will pick them up when I need them." Li Xiuyuan said.

"This is the job of a teacher, you can go on the road with peace of mind." The blind Taoist said.

Li Xiuyuan said with a strange expression: "I'm not going to die, master, can't you say something else?"

"Oh, then you can go at ease, take a walk around when you pass the gate of ghosts, and see if the city of the underworld has been built." The blind man said.

Hey, hey, you were a little more tactful before, and now you just let me go to the underworld, and you almost curse me to death.

You are losing face because your spells are not effective before you take revenge. You are so narrow-minded when you are about to become an immortal. You are not a Wenquxing star.

"Teacher is leaving. When the master turns into a baby, I will tell the apprentice that I will invite the best nanny in Guobei County to take care of the master." Li Xiuyuan twitched the corner of his mouth again and saluted.

"..." The blind Taoist looked at Li Xiuyuan with a complicated expression.

Mistake, I forgot about it.

Without giving him a chance to refute, Li Xiuyuan immediately left the Town God's Temple and rode his dragon horse towards Guobei County.

Chapter 4 and Six

"There seems to be a lot of change here."

Li Xiuyuan rode a dragon horse and came to the bank of Wangchuan River.

Winter nights always come quickly, and the sky is already dark at this moment, but there are people's shadows flickering by the river, the past is endless, and the surrounding wind is howling, which is endless.

The original ferry was empty, because the people built a new ferry upstream, and it was completely abandoned. He could vaguely see on the other side of the river, half a stone tablet standing in the soil, with two red lacquer carved on it. Big characters: Wangchuan.

At this moment, ghost soldiers and ghost messengers are escorting the evil spirits captured from all over the river across the river, preparing to escort these evil spirits to the underworld to prevent them from causing trouble in the underworld.

"That's right, there are fewer evil spirits and ghosts in the yang world, so there won't be so many ghosts and ghosts happening, which can make the world clearer." Li Xiuyuan couldn't help nodding secretly when he saw these ghost soldiers, and the ghosts were busy.

Although there are not many powerful evil spirits and fierce ghosts, if the dead souls are allowed to stay in the world, sooner or later, the little ghosts will become evil ghosts, and evil ghosts will harm the living.

As long as the source is stopped, everything will be fine.

This is Li Xiuyuan's first step in governing Yangjian.

It's a pity that this beautiful beginning was disrupted by Li Liangjin's rebels.

"The little ghost has seen a saint." At this time, a Yin soldier saw Li Xiuyuan riding a white horse standing by the river, and immediately greeted him respectfully, bowing his hands and saluting.

When the ghosts behind Yin Bing heard the words, they were all startled, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed down: "I pay homage to the saint."

The evil spirits and ghosts who were chained in the distance couldn't help being a little surprised when they saw this scene.

"Look, those soldiers and servants actually knelt down to a living person. Who is that person? Could it be King Yama?"

"You said you are alive, how could it be King Yama? The yang energy in this person is too strong. Standing there is like a huge furnace. I feel a little pain from being roasted here."

"Hey, these ghost soldiers and ghost agents are all dog-eyed. We are good ghosts but we will be arrested and hunted down. They treat us like pigs and dogs. We can be beaten if we want to be beaten, and we can be scolded if we want to be scolded." Scolding, but showing such respect to this living person."

A ghost guard next to him whipped him furiously: "You evil ghost still has the face to complain here. When I was waiting to catch you, you bewitched three women in a village. You had sex with women in your daydreams." Huanhao, they caused them to die of illness, pretending to be gods to get incense and offering them, pretending to be gods and using clay as magic medicine to cure diseases, killing more than a dozen patients. If there were no regulations from above, an evil ghost like you would have to be killed on the spot. There is no chance for you to be reincarnated."

"Hey, treat you like a pig or a dog? You don't know if you are qualified to be a pig or a dog in your next life." Another ghost guard sneered and said, "You evil ghosts still have the face to talk about saints here. Is it less?"

After finishing speaking, the other ghost messenger also gave him a few lashes, and the evil ghosts who were whipped screamed.

"You only beat us, why don't you beat those peasant women and beggars?"

A ghost in a gorgeous shroud was ripped apart and howled in pain.

In another group of ghosts who were escorted not far away, those ghost messengers had a good attitude. They didn't beat or scold, but they were more polite.

The ghost guard took a look and snorted coldly: "The peasant woman was filial to her parents, raised her children, and helped some poor people in the same village. She is a kind woman. The beggar was originally a landlord. People, the food harvest was poor and many tenants were exempted from the rent. There are countless living people. There is no clear light, only good and virtuous ghosts have such light. Look at you, each of you is dark and smelly, and you can tell that you have committed too many evils in life. As for polluting the soul and emitting black smoke and stench, you should be polite to good ghosts, even ghost generals, and to you, if you don’t chop you into pieces, you will be considered worthy of you.”

Hearing this, those evil spirits were immediately speechless, not knowing how to refute.

"Even if you don't get retribution in life, you will get retribution after death. Do you really think that you can live happily and be tyrannical when you are alive, but you also want to be tyrannical after death? You are a scholar, or a lord and official. You don't look at it after you die. Your status in life only depends on your merits and virtues."

Li Xiuyuan glanced at the evil spirits who were escorted and whipped, and couldn't help asking: "What do these evil spirits usually do when they are escorted to the underworld?"

The Yin soldier next to him said, "Hui sages are usually used as coolies to build ghost cities."

"That's right, it's a good idea. Who came up with it?" Li Xiuyuan nodded.

Instead of whipping and torturing these evil spirits, it is better to let these evil spirits contribute to the construction of the underworld.

"Master Li Zhong thought of it." Yin Bing said.

Li Zhong?

This is a guard next to Li Xiuyuan, who became a Yin soldier after his death, and was left in Guobei County by him to manage the ghosts and gods in this place.