The heavens start from Maoshan

It doesn't matter if it can't be repaired well.

After thousands of years, one liter will be promoted, the county emperor will be promoted to the Fucheng emperor, and the Fucheng emperor will be promoted to the state city emperor.

With the protection of the gods, life is worry-free.

After a million years, the power of the soul is about to be exhausted, and then exchange hard work for credit, and enter the world of heaven and humanity in the reincarnation pool. As long as there are no mistakes in the middle, you can be led back to the sect in the next life.

So this city emperor.

Ordinary people cannot fall into the hands of outsiders, and if it falls into your hands, you will hand it over sooner or later.

What about real Xu.

Don't look at his position as the chief judge of Sanyang Realm, the prime minister, but he is also a humble man, and he has to follow the rules in everything.

Zhang Heng doesn't need it.

He said that whoever has contributed to Maoshan needs to be rewarded, and there must be one.

If you don't, you don't understand it.

Sorry to say, you can't even understand the meaning of the leader, so you are not qualified to appear beside the leader. This is not the leader's problem, it's yours. You can't even do this little thing well, what the hell are you doing.

"Old Xu, don't bluff me." Palace Master Tianxiu was a little moved: "Is my sister's business really going to happen?"

Xu Zhenren took a look at Zhang Heng, this time there was no Hanhu, and nodded bluntly: "It can be done."

Once you hear it, you can do it.

Palace Master Tianxiu bounced away.

Look at her back, and look at the lonely master.

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "Master, am I early?"

what early.

Of course, come later and drink the wedding wine directly.

As a result, Master Xu didn't accept this at all.

Right.

Since the beginning of Baimen, although Zhang Heng is a disciple, Master Xu has never been able to speak against him once.

This is suffering too much. If you get the trick, just ignore it.

"Oh, even I don't hide it. Master, you shouldn't have come to the Three Suns Realm. You are so tight-lipped. You can teach in the Netherworld."

Zhang Heng was amused, and then seeing Master Xu puffing his beard and staring, he hurriedly changed the subject: "Master, how have you been these past few years?"

"With you as a good apprentice, I don't think I can do badly."

Xu Zhenren took it for granted that he was in the institute: "Since I was born, I have entered the Yin Division. I have been a deputy judge in Xiaoqian World for 20 years, and then I was promoted to Sanyang Realm as the chief judge."

"When you're free, try those unjust dead ghosts and inspect the city emperors in various places."

"Occasionally lead troops to pacify the rebellious ghost king, catch the fierce god who wanders in the yang world and refuses to leave, or meet the yang yang powerhouse like the Tianxiu palace master who pleads with the yin division. Life is actually simple."

talking.

Xu Zhenren said again: "I'm relatively free, but you, Uncle Lin Jiu, can't do it. He has been appointed by You Yang to hunt down generals. You also know that most of the strong protect their weaknesses. Some martial arts masters can't bear the death of their relatives and friends, and there are many A conflict broke out with the ecstasy envoy of my underworld, and you need to deal with it, Uncle Lin Jiu."

Zhang Heng thought for a while.

You Yang went to the underworld to arrest the general, not only in charge of arresting the souls of the dead, but also handling affairs of the mortal world.

Uncle Jiu is a boisterous person, he likes to be boisterous, and he also likes to meddle in other people's business.

If he is the general, he will not be able to run around in the Three Suns Realm. Wherever there is grievance, he will be there. Maybe thousands of families have become Buddhas now.

"Master, where is Zhang Bold?"

Zhang Heng thought of his junior brother again.

"He!"

Zhenzhen Xu was very angry: "He was the emperor of the state in Bazhou. He played and disappeared all day long, but he couldn't find anyone. He had a good name for understanding people's feelings, but in fact he was just lazy. Some fox friends and dog friends give some young people opportunities at every turn, and the good name is: blessings from the yin official.

What happened now, some young people in Bazhou don't want to practice hard anymore, they just want to get lucky all day long and get some benefits from meeting him.

He also enjoys it and feels welcome.

No, some time ago, I met a fisherman who insisted on becoming a grandfather to teach her how to practice. Isn't this nonsense. "

Zhang Heng smiled all over his face.

Zhang Daudao was a bitter child, and now he can be considered a fruitful fruit.

As for playing.

Who doesn't want to play, Zhang Heng wants to drag his junior sister to play cosplay when he is fine.

How Zhang Bold is playing, and what can he play.

It's amazing, if you meet someone who is pleasing to the eye, it's not a big deal to change his wife's face, or to change the heart of a tried and tested scholar.

"I've been busy with my practice these years, and I have too many things to do, so I can't be filial to my master."

"Speaking of filial piety, no matter how bold you are, you will always be by Master's side, more filial than me."

Zhang Heng expressed his feelings.

Because in his opinion, Master Xu is like his parents.

He and Zhang Bold, the brothers, are the two sons of their parents.

True.

In the eyes of outsiders, maybe he is more promising.

Actually.

He is the face, Zhang Bold is the face.

It's like a family in Dongtou, the eldest son works as an executive abroad, and the second son does odd jobs at home.

the words said.

It must be talking about how beautiful the eldest son is.

But in private.

Serving water and delivering meals, asking about health and wellness, you still have to rely on the second child.

In other words, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.

"Master."

"I didn't bring anything with me when I came back this time."

Zhang Heng took out the Qiankun bag: "I just brought some magic tools and elixirs that I can use, and you will share a little bit with everyone later, which is regarded as the filial piety to you from my disciples."

Take a look at Qiankun bag.

Xu Zhenren suddenly burst into tears: "Master is not capable, and he can't help you. It's good that you can come back and have a look. You don't need to bring anything. Master has everything. With your name, others I dare not lose the face of Master."

Zhang Heng nodded silently.

Once upon a time, we found that our parents are a big mountain that can shelter us from wind and rain.

But one day, we will cross this mountain.

When looking back.

You may find that the mountains that once soared into the clouds are actually not high, but in retrospect, the days of living at the foot of the mountains will always be so carefree.

The same is true for Zhang Heng.

He traveled all over the years, met a lot, and learned a lot.

But every time I think about it.

The Yizhuang under the ten-mile slope is the place where the dream begins.

Xu Zhenren in straw sandals.

Uncle Jiu with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Qiusheng and Wencai, who are full of vigor and vigor, are full of human touch in Dagou Town.

There is also the fat and fat junior brother Zhang Bold, who said to him: "Senior brother, let's go eat tofu nao, shall we?"

Chapter 503: The Small Circle

"The dark man is on his way."

"Yang people avoid..."

The night was overcast and windy.

Listen carefully, there are gongs, drums and shouts in the wind.

Every family in Bazhou city closed their doors.

Even the most naughty children dared to hide in the quilt and tremble at this time, because since the children were born, they have heard the most sentence: "Don't cry, if you cry, you will be thrown out, and let the evil spirits catch you. "

Yes.

The voice that yelled at the Yang people to avoid was not a human voice, but came from the netherworld.

If someone opened the window and looked out, they would see three thousand Yin soldiers waving their banners and slowly entering the city surrounded by a large sedan chair.

The sedan chair was so big that it was carried by 64 evil spirits. It was said to be a sedan chair, but it was basically a palace.

It's just different from what everyone thinks.

The palace carried by the evil spirit is not gloomy, but holy and radiant.

A group of Yin soldiers beat gongs and drums, surrounded the palace and marched forward.

Look closely.

Many soldiers raised their flags high.

This one raises the flag: "The God of Yin guards the Yang."

The one raised the flag: "Justice and impartiality."

Look again.

The Bazhou City God, God's power is like a prison, judges yang and judges yin, and checks everything, and there are more flags of this type.

"Rescue Zhang Chenghuang who is in trouble, he is bold and considerate of yin and yang, bless you, bless you, bless this year with good weather, and bless my younger brother who is the head of the bodyguard, safe and sound." [-]

Afraid.

Naturally there is respect.

There are quite a few people in the city who offer incense to the City God, and even some middle- and lower-level warriors, who are used to the days of licking blood, will worship the statue of the City God at home, not for anything else, just because they will suddenly die suddenly one day. Can be selected by the Lord of the City God, enter the Temple of the City God as a Yin soldier, and continue to protect the family.

of course.

This is only true for the warriors of the middle and lower classes. Those who have comprehended the true meaning of martial arts, regard themselves as gods and disrespect the world, and do not think that it is a good place to be a Yin soldier and lieutenant in the City God's Division.

The strong have the death of the strong.

Vigorous and vigorous in life, turned into dust and smoke after death.

Entering the City God and sitting down, pretending to be someone else's minion, speaking out is shameless for the same people.

"Zhang Bold!"

"Zhang Bold!!"

The palace sedan has just entered the city.

Just as he was about to go to Bazhou City God's Mansion, a deep call sounded from all around.

Inside the palace sedan chair, Zhang Chenghuang and Master Zhang are sleeping soundly.

Hearing the call, Ji Ling sat up from the bed, and asked suspiciously the ghost maidservant, "Did you hear the sound?"

"My lord, the servant didn't hear anything."

The maid was wearing a bellyband with a respectful expression on her face.