How to break into Liaozhai

The so-called enveloping people's hearts means that if you want to win over a person, you must envelop his heart. This is true for people, and it is also the same for gods.

Poor God did not receive such courtesy before meeting Wang Rui. Thinking about the bleak scene of everyone welcoming the God of Wealth and driving him out every year at the end of the year, Poor God couldn't help but feel sad.

No one has seen him since the beginning of the world, but anyone who is associated with him has no good words, and even scholars become poor scholars if they are associated with him.

Seeing that he was moved by the talk, Wang Rui kept silent and let him think for himself.

It took a long time for the God of Poverty to sigh: "Well, for the sake of your hospitality, I don't care about the city, I just go to the neighborhood to spread the spirit of poverty, so it won't be a waste of your hospitality."

"Be a good person and do it to the end. The surrounding people are poor, and the main city's support will also affect them. The tenant farmers are poor and fleeing famine, who will I rent my land to? How can a lonely city live alone?" Wang Rui persuaded earnestly: " Just raise your hand high and bypass us. You have a special experience with us, don't you have to give us special treatment too?"

"This……"

Seeing his hesitation, Wang Rui immediately called Qishun in to serve the wine and meat again.

Qishun whispered in his ear: "Master, the wine is gone..."

Wang Rui asked Poor God to eat first, and came to the kitchen by himself. Huang Jiulang just happened to come in with a basket: "I heard that Chef Gao said that you have ordered meat many times, and you have already stabilized him?"

Wang Rui nodded and said with a smile: "I think he is quite satisfied, and there is a great possibility of showing kindness. How is your side? Is there enough meat?"

After Jiao’s death, the body will not rot for three years. Although its meat quality is not as good as that of a real dragon, it is still a very delicious food. Not to mention poor gods, even ordinary gods may not eat it. God has more than enough.

Moreover, the dragon has a huge body. After Huang Jiulang dug out many baskets of meat with a shovel, a hole just appeared in the dragon's body, and he could barely see the bones. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain of meat.

"It's enough, it's enough." Huang Jiulang weighed the basket in his hand: "These are just a drop in the bucket."

Wang Rui came to several large water vats in the kitchen, secretly took out a gauze bag, dipped it in one of the vats, and shook it. In a blink of an eye, the water in the vat smelled like wine.

The gauze bag contains the wine worm. With this worm, as long as there is water, there will be wine.

Chef Gao and Liu Dajiu gourd were chopping and cooking meat non-stop, and the kitchen was steaming.

"Isn't there still wine here, Qishun, quickly pack it in a jar and send it over." Wang Rui pointed to the wine jar and said loudly.

Qishun wondered, had he been negligent?Without asking too many questions, he scooped up a jug of wine and walked towards the living room with the young master.

The poor god was eating deliciously, and when he saw that there was another fine wine, he personally took it and Aunt Gudong drank it.

Wang Rui smiled and said: "Slow down, there are plenty."

Poor God put down the wine jar and let out a long breath: "Good wine..." To put it bluntly, I haven't drank it a few times after living for so long.

"You can eat and drink as long as you want."

Some things need not be said very clearly. What does Wang Rui mean? The poor god understands that eating other people's food is under the control of others.

Although the Poor God is poor, he has always been poor and conscientious. There has never been such an act of "accepting bribes" for personal gain.

But he also knows that the main reason for being unselfish is that no one "bribes" him.

As Wang Rui was the first person to show his affection to him, he felt that he should not be too shameless: "Well... If you can really fill me up, I will promise you to leave here."

"Okay, it's a deal, you swear as a god!" Wang Rui heard this, and almost jumped up with joy: "Don't go back on your word."

"It's hard to chase after a gentleman's words!" Poor God smiled, he really didn't believe that the Wang family could have an endless mountain of meat and an endless sea of ​​wine.

Wang Rui saw what Poor God was thinking, and thought to himself, if you are not afraid of not having enough to eat, you are afraid that you will explode.

Poor God has no oil in his stomach and has a big appetite. A steady stream of food is fed into his mouth, and he eats it up like a storm every time.

In the end, Gao Datong and Liu Dajiu in the kitchen were too tired to cut the gourd. They simply boiled the meat into chunks. Huang Jiulang was also too tired to dig out small pieces of jiao meat, and directly chopped off a section of jiao's body. , peeled off the skin and carried it back to Wang Rui's study.

It was too strenuous for Qishun to move the wine jars again and again, and he used a pole to carry two buckets of wine into it.

Wang Rui was tired of watching Qiongshen eating and eating non-stop. He was bored for a while with his chin resting on his cheek, but he said: "Eat slowly, there is still more."

Poor God chewed the meat and drank the wine, and felt guilty. The supply of meat was actually good. He just slaughtered the cattle and sheep, although the meat did not taste like cattle and sheep.

This continuous flow of wine is too strange. Food is needed to make wine, and it is even more troublesome to brew such fine wine. A jar of fine wine is already rare, and now he can't remember how many jars he has drunk.

Is this scholar also a fairy?No, no, he is definitely not a fairy, but a mortal.

Finally, Qiongshen couldn't help it anymore: "Is there a fairy who taught you some spells, why can there be a steady stream of wine and meat?"

Wang Rui yawned, and answered unconvincingly: "Are you full? If you are full, promise to leave here and never come back, and I will answer your question."

He also felt that he was a bit too much. He dared to challenge the poor gods because no one likes to be bullied. He would never dare to change to a god like Erlang Zhenjun Leizu.

"I'm not full! I still want to eat!" Poor God said loudly, "I don't believe you really have wine pools and meat forests."

Wang Rui was too sleepy to open his eyes: "Then eat until you are satisfied."

At the beginning, Poor God wanted to satisfy his appetite, but later it was more like a bet with Wang Rui. He ate non-stop, and finally his belly was so full that he couldn't bend down before he waved his hand: "Enough is enough."

Wang Rui regained his energy all of a sudden: "It's agreed, you haven't forgotten it."

"...Didn't forget, tell me what kind of spell you have?"

"There is no spell, the flood is because the dragon is about to enter the sea, but this dragon was killed by someone, and what you eat is the meat of the dragon."

Qiongshen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "I see. No wonder this meat is so delicious, and I can't finish chewing it." No matter how big his appetite is, it is difficult to eat a whole Jiao.

He laughed enough, and asked again: "Then what about this fine wine? Maybe it was also given by Jiao."

"This wine is brewed with wine worms." Wang Rui said, "As long as you have it, the well water will become fine wine. If you want it, I can give it to you."

He has always been generous, so what is lost is what is gained, if he can send away the poor god, what is the wine worm.

The poor god smiled wryly and shook his head: "I am the poor god, so I must have nothing. If you give me the wine bug, I will have a family property. This is not acceptable, but you are generous enough, sincere enough to me, and not stingy, baby. Interesting person. For the sake of you entertaining me for the first time in the world, I will leave now, and I will never visit your house in this life."

Wang Rui suddenly felt the sadness of the poor god. Others say that you and I are friends, and there will be a period later, but the poor god stays away from you for you.

"Thank you." He said sincerely. After all, he had no good intentions at the beginning, and he also went to treat this hard-working fairy to plot against him.

The poor god is also free and easy: "You don't have to thank me, I'm really enjoying my feast!" After finishing speaking, he picked up the crutches, walked outside, took a deep breath in the courtyard, and let the poverty that he had radiated for these few hours He sucked in all his breath, then turned around and disappeared.

Wang Rui heaved a sigh of relief and slid down the door frame. This is the God of Poverty, and the God of Plague.

After resting for a while, he went to the kitchen to see other people's situation. Gao Datong and Liu Dajiu gourd leaned against each other and took a nap, Qishun kept nodding while hugging the wooden barrel, and Huang Jiulang was still pouring the wine into the water with the gauze bag containing the wine worms. Shaking in the tank.

"There's no need to get any more wine, the god of poverty is gone."

Huang Jiulang smiled warmly: "You should be the first person to send the poor god away so successfully."

Wang Rui wanted to put on a pose and show off, but when he thought that there was still a plague god who hadn't stopped him, and that the revolution had not yet succeeded and it was not a time to be proud, he calmed down and called the two tired cooks and Qi Shun Wake up, each sent rewards and asked them to go back and rest.

He bid farewell to Huang Jiulang, washed himself thoroughly after returning home, and lay down on the bed covered with a quilt.

Thinking mischievously, look, once He Yun is away, he has solved a problem, so don't think about him anymore.

-

The setting sun was like blood, and there was a slight smell of rotten grass in the air. As the breeze blew towards Ning Caichen's nasal cavity, he covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and sneezed sideways.

People are unlucky enough to drink cold water and stuff their teeth, and it is even worse for him. He didn't even have to drink cold water, and what he drank was flood water.

I ran here to collect the bills for someone else, and when I arrived, the back feet were flooded. Fortunately, the employer’s IOUs were posted with me, and he climbed the tree quickly, so he escaped the disaster. However, the package of bags and dry food fell into the flood .

Earlier today, he lined up hungry to get porridge, and was questioned why scholars would grab food from disaster victims. He didn't want to do this either. To be miserable.

Now he hopes to find a place to stay temporarily, and continue to collect debts for his employer after the disaster stabilizes and the roads are clear.

With his sleeves in his hands, he stumbled to Lanruo Temple. He was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was not closed. He squinted his eyes to look in, and suddenly the door was pulled open. Two men with burdens on their faces looked flustered. He ran out, saw Ning Caichen, and said loudly: "You don't want to die, but you still dare to come here? Don't go in, let's go!"

"This, can't we live here?"

"It can live, but it is ghosts that can live, not humans!" After finishing speaking, the two ran away.

Ning Caichen had nowhere to go, and Lanruo Temple was his only hope. When he walked into the courtyard, he saw that the mud on the ground was still there, and no one had cleaned it up.

Going further inside, there are a few people sitting sporadically in the Daxiong Palace, and a monk is distributing rice porridge: "There is only this little food left. If you don't leave, I will all leave."

Lanruo Temple was inspected by the magistrate last year, and the number of monks was reduced by a batch, and the decline was obvious. This year, it was flooded and haunted. Who could stand it? Temple, left here this morning.

A temple can't suppress ghosts, but is haunted by ghosts. Don't even think about getting incense in the future. In addition, there is no way to repair the UnionPay, so it is better to give up as soon as possible.

The monk who gave the porridge saw Ning Caichen and gave him all the porridge bottoms, and also took the burden and left.

Those who stayed in the Daxiong Hall did not believe in ghosts and gods, and an elderly man said: "These monks have left, and the Zen room in their backyard is empty. We don't have to sleep on the ground tonight. Everyone lives in a Zen room." Bar."

Ning Caichen asked worriedly: "When I came in, I heard people say that ghosts live here, what does that mean?"

"It's nonsense, there's no ghost. Now that the flood has just passed, it's normal to come and go, and disappear a few people, so I will scare myself."

It's good that there are no ghosts, those people must be talking nonsense, and besides, not only I live here, but there are several people, Ning Caichen thought, there will be no problem.

-

In the morning, Xiandao is surrounded by clouds and mist, the sun shines down, the clouds are transpiring, and it is a beautiful scene on earth.

He Yunyi stood on the eaves, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, dazed, but the last time he came, he patronized Wang Rui to restore his body, so he left in a hurry without having time to appreciate the scenery here.

He chuckled, even if Wang Rui was here, he wouldn't come to see the scenery, he couldn't get up, and he couldn't bear his bed.

He Yun went to several places, unable to meditate, and finally came to Immortal Island where Uncle Cui was located. There are immortals who continue to practice here. Perhaps he should also join them. This place is full of spiritual energy, which is very beneficial to cultivation.

At this time, he saw a crane carrying a fairy into the courtyard. The fairy was dressed like a Taoist, walking with the wind, and his clothes fluttered.

This person is Fairy Chisong, but this fairy didn't come to look for him, so He Yun looked away and continued to look at his scenery.

He always looks in one direction unconsciously, although he knows that there are oceans and mountains across, even if he looks, it is futile.

After a long time, Master Cui called him: "Yun Yi, Yun Yi, help Master quickly."

He Yun thought to himself, what's wrong?They shouldn't be fighting and asking him to help, but they didn't hear the sound of fighting.

When he arrived in the hall, he saw Master Cui blowing his beard and staring at him, saying: "Yun Yi, you have to fight for our sect, you follow him!"

It turned out to be playing chess.

Fairy Chisong smiled slightly, pinched a few beards, and was as calm as the wind.

Early in the morning, the game started, and all those killed by the opponent did not stay. Cui Daoren was in a bad mood, so he brought in his nephew as a rescuer.

Fairy Chisong didn't wait for He Yun's answer, and made a gesture of invitation, and when the other party sat down, he said: "Your uncle lost the Ganoderma lucidum to me, I wonder what you bet on?"

It turned out that there was still a bet, He Yun said: "I have nothing to bet on."

"How about this? If you lose, I will take one of your eyes and give it to my disciple in the mortal world. If I lose, I will give you the invitation card of Taichu Banquet. With this invitation card You can enter the Heavenly Court from the Nantianmen Guangmen to participate in the Taichu Banquet, just like a real fairy." Saying that, Chisong Fairy showed a corner of the invitation card from her sleeve.

He Yun didn't have much interest in this invitation, but he had already sat down now, so he couldn't get up and leave, so he said, "I'll just listen to you."

Fairy Chisong's grandson had one eye blown out by someone in the mortal world, and was lying on the bed with serious injuries, waiting for treatment, so he went to Taoist Cui to win the healing ganoderma, and now he fell in love with He Yunyi's eyes.

He had a beautiful idea, got both the eyeballs and the ganoderma, he threw all of these to his disciples, and rode a crane to attend the Taichu Banquet.

After letting He Yun play a move, he looked at him with a smile.

I have studied chess for thousands of years, how could I lose to you.

...

Two hours later, He Yun held the invitation card in one hand, and watched Fairy Chisong leave depressedly on a crane, disappearing into the sky.

"...But I don't want to go to the Thai First Banquet."

Cui Daoren suggested from the side: "If you don't want to go, go out and ask who wants to go on the island. Old fellows with good face are willing to pay for this invitation."

There are so many uncultivated people on the island, and there is no hope of becoming an immortal to go to the heavens to take a look. With this invitation, you can appear in the heavens in a fair manner within the specified time without being punished by the gatekeepers guarding the heavens. attractive.

It would be great if this invitation can be used to go back in time. He will definitely go back to the place before he met Wang Rui, and never pass by the place where he is.

But after thinking about it, no, if he doesn't pass by, he will be eaten by the painted skin ghost.

As soon as He Yun came back to his senses, he realized that he was thinking about him again, and he couldn't help sighing suffocatedly.

"...It would be great if I could get some magic weapons." He Yun said, "It's just that the people on the island seem to hide it very deeply. How can I tell them that I have this invitation card?"

"Simple." Taoist Cui called a white deer, pulled its ears and muttered a few words, and the deer jumped out of the mountain gate with all four hooves raised.

As soon as He Yun looked at the figure of the white deer, he thought of Wang Rui. Although he couldn't speak when he became a sheep, he was very obedient and relied on himself for everything.

After a while, Bailu jumped back and took a few pieces of paper. Taoist Cui opened it and glanced at it roughly: "Those who are interested write all the things that can be exchanged on it. There is a mirror that can peep into the world. Do you want to see it?" Do you want it? I don’t think I want it, this thing is useless, just use teleport to see whoever you want, see the next one.”

In fact, He Yunyi was a little moved, but he didn't have the nerve to say it.

"One thousand talismans... Who, who, who, this kind of gadgets are also exchanged, who would want them, and so many." Cui Daoren said one after another such as pills, fairy grass, He Yunyi was not interested in swords and other things.

Until the last one: "That's good, Xuan Yuanzi wants to exchange this invitation with his newly developed secret technique."

"Secret arts?" He Yun was not interested in other sects' secret arts.

"If you want to become a fairy, you will inevitably have to experience calamity. This calamity is usually a calamity of love. The secret technique of Xuan Yuanzi can make people forget about each other while they are alive."

It is said that Xuan Yuanzi, who failed in the love calamity, studied hard on the exam question of "love calamity", and finally thought of a method similar to "cheating", so that mortals who are in love can completely forget themselves.

The key to the joy of two emotions lies in "two emotions". If only one party is affectionate and the other party is indifferent, then the possibility of this relationship continuing will be greatly reduced. One's own clarity can see through the demonic barriers of emotions.

Ordinary spells can only change the body of a mortal, and the memory and personality cannot be changed. Unless the soul drinks Mengpo soup in the underworld, it will forget the memory of the previous life, but when it is alive, the memory cannot be modified or deleted.

But there is no absolute in everything, especially for low-level existences like mortals, there will always be loopholes.

Xuan Yuanzi worked hard and finally researched the secret technique to make human beings lose their memory. The method is very simple. After casting a spell on human beings, seven days later, a red flower will grow on human shoulders, and only the person who cast the curse will see it. It can be seen that as long as the flower is cut off, the person will forget all the love and affection with the person who cast the curse.

In short, this love flower condenses the other party's love for oneself, and if it is broken, the love will be broken.

This flower only responds to love, and if you cast a spell on your parents or someone who doesn't love you, it won't bloom.

Although Taoist Cui himself is not immortal, he knows that He Yunyi has this heart: "If you get this secret technique, if you really can't help yourself one day, you can also make the other party forget you, and the possibility of you being able to protect yourself is greatly improved. , it won’t make people forget about you, and use your hot face to stick to the other party’s cold ass.”

He Yun was half-believing and half-doubting: "Is it really credible?" But thinking about it, it doesn't matter if it's not believable, anyway, the invitation is free: "Just exchange it with him."

Let Bai Lu go to Xuan Yuanzi with the invitation card in his mouth, and soon Bai Lu came back with a piece of paper in his mouth. Taoist Cui handed the paper to He Yunyi directly: "Look at it yourself, I don't need this thing."

He Yun glanced at it, remembered what was on it in his heart, and then burned the paper.

He now has the urge to find Wang Rui.

But wouldn't it be too embarrassing if he cursed him and nothing grew after seven days.

No no no no, what's embarrassing?Isn't that better, it means that there is no entanglement between Wang Rui and himself.

He lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows, thinking painfully, nothing would grow on Wang Rui's shoulders, and he had no feelings for him.

Cui Taoist wondered: "What are you thinking about while sighing?"

"Ah... I was thinking, if using this thing to be discovered by Heavenly Court, will there be any consequences?"

"Animals are allowed to hide beside blessed people when they are avoiding catastrophe. When disaster comes, why do you care what method you use to avoid it? It's only about the result." Taoist Cui smiled with his hands on his hips: "However, don't worry too much about it. Seeing that you have killed quite a lot, maybe what you encounter will be a murder, and things like love robbery are not suitable for you."

He Yunyi was speechless. If Xiaoyangzi had obtained this spell back then...it seemed that nothing would have changed. The lady hated him so much in the later stage, but he still clung to her.

What about yourself?If Wang Rui had no feelings for him, would he still pester him?

Wait a minute, he doesn't have any undue feelings for himself now.

But... really... just in case...

This spell is almost like a demon, luring him to explore the truth.

Of course it would be best if it didn't bloom, but what if, what if Wang Rui... His heart was throbbing.

Just when He Yun was stunned, a bird flew in and landed on Cui Taoist's hand, chirping as if reporting something.

"By the way, the mortal who turned into a sheep last time..."

Taoist Cui suddenly mentioned Wang Ruilai, causing He Yunyi's heart to tremble. Could it be that his master has mastered mind reading skills: "He has recovered, what's wrong?"

"This announcing bird will tell me the daily happenings outside the island. It mentioned that there was a flood in Yangxin County, and the God of Poverty and the God of Plague have passed away. I remember that the young master lives there, right? Is he going to be okay? He changed into a sheep first and then encountered floods and plagues. Why did he have so many disasters? Didn’t you count for him? Hey, Yun Yi? Yun Yi? Where’s the man? He’s gone?”

Taoist Cui twitched the corner of his mouth, Tian Xuzi is too rude, he won't be taken in next time!

He Yun didn't dare to delay for a moment. On the way out of Immortal Island, he counted his fingers, and sure enough, there was a flood in the place where Wang Rui was. He got rid of the old black mountain demon, but ignored Jiaolong.

He regretted, was impatient, and wished he could return to him now. He did something wrong, knowing that he was in a lot of trouble, and let him face this dangerous world alone.

Other things are not important, now, he just wants to know whether Wang Rui is safe or not.