debt repayment

There is nothing wrong today, the auspicious light is thousands of miles away, and the Tiangong is a peaceful scene.The white crane in front of the Zijin Palace is dozing off.

After the Heavenly Emperor Chenghe sacrificed himself to the Heavenly Heaven, the post of Heavenly Emperor was no longer established in the Heavenly Palace, and the four emperors, Suzheng, Zhenming, Wudao, and Xuanwen, governed together.

The fourth emperor is the son of Chenghe and Mozong Haojun. He was raised in the void in his early years, and then returned to Tiangong. With the support of several ancestors, he brought the chaotic Tiangong back to the right track.The way of heaven is revitalizing.

It's just that this emperor has a lot of ambitions. The northern Suzheng emperor Qiongyuan lost his wife in his early years and retired to live in seclusion. Later, he didn't know what kind of dirty deal he had reached with Tiandao. Cloth; Dongfang Zhenming Emperor Quan Ying especially loves the lower realm, or escapes into reincarnation, or transforms into a clone, to experience the world with a mortal body, and ignores the important affairs of the Heavenly Palace all the year round; the Western Wudao Emperor Chonghuan is in the Heavenly Palace, but also Close the door and see no one.

The only one who really handles the miscellaneous affairs of the Heavenly Palace is Lemin, Emperor Xuanwen of the South.

As we all know, Emperor Xuanwen is gentle in nature, values ​​friendship and love, and has a high sense of dedication. Even when he mentions three colleagues who are not doing business, he still smiles and speaks elegantly: "It's good that the three of them don't exist in the world."

At this time, in the Oriental Zijin Palace of Emperor Zhenming, cigarettes are curling up, and fairy music is endless.However, the Zijin Palace lost its former majesty and air, and even the Zijin light in the palace was somewhat dimmer than usual.

The three immortals gathered on the seat, lying on their backs or paralyzed, killing time.

"Dijun, have you visited the lower realm recently? I see that you are bored in the palace all day long, so bored," said the immortal in white, "but what happened?"

"I won't hide it from you, Aiqing," said the handsome man, who was wearing a fairy robe woven with golden clouds on a black background, and a gold and jade crown, shaking his head and sighing, "Yan Wen, for some reason, I've been surprisingly bored these days, and there's nothing strange about watching the sky. tight."

"Could it be that the emperor is in trouble?" The white-clothed immortal known as Yan Wen swayed his feather fan, and said to the Yuguan immortal who made genuine tea, "Brother Zangji, you can do the math for the emperor."

This Jade Crown Immortal is none other than Sanqiu Xianjun Zangji of Tianji Building.Commanders have their own duties, Si Fan is responsible for life and death, and he is responsible for blessings in the world, and this Sanqiu Xianjun is in charge of gods.

Everyone said that the secret should not be leaked, holding the teacup in his hands, the old god was there, and said leisurely: "Dijun, you have to pay off the debt."

"debt?"

Quan Ying was stunned: "What debt?"

"Love debt, wealth debt, killing life debt."

"The creditor is...?"

Zang Ji said: "The same one."

"Wow, isn't it better than such a beast?"

"Yan Wen, don't talk nonsense!" Quan Ying thought about it, but couldn't remember when she was disqualified when she was a god, "But when I was in the lower realm, did I do it in my reincarnation or clone?"

Zang Ji nodded, and said again: "Changming Kingdom."

Yan Wen said "ah": "Dijun, it was the time you voted for the wrong godhead—"

"It seems to be." Quan Ying heard "Changming Kingdom", and also realized, "The one who voted was Song, the king of Changming Kingdom... What's wrong with Song?"

"Song Huiming."

"Yes, yes, Song Huiming," Quan Ying said with mixed feelings, "Thousands of years have passed in that life, how could there be trouble again?"

"The crown prince who was abolished by Song Huiming is called Song Hui'an? Does the emperor have any impression of this person?"

The hand holding the cup trembled, and Quan Ying's face changed suddenly: "Why hasn't this man rested in peace?"

"How can he rest in peace? It seems that the emperor still remembers what Song Huiming did to him."

"Don't he be a ghost cultivator, making troubles everywhere?"

"Never, I'm still staying in the old place."

Quan Ying said in surprise, "What does this have to do with me?"

Cangji said: "Brother Yanwen, please go and ask, is there any powerful person in the demon world who has been trapped in reincarnation for nearly a thousand years and has not returned yet. A strand of wronged souls that linger for thousands of years, and they are not for the sake of harming the world, are not saints who have been wronged." To die is to experience calamities in the lower realms with great power."

There are no celestial beings who have not yet returned to their place in the Heavenly Palace.

Wen Zhao Xianjun Yan Wen is the priest who records the files of the Tiangong. He cannot see the files of the demon world and the demon world, but when he traveled in the lower realms, he met the archivists of these two worlds by chance, and they left each other keepsakes for daily chatting.

"Okay, let me ask Sister Yu and Brother Yun."

Yan Wen first took out a wooden hairpin from his long sleeve, put it to his lips, said a few words, then raised his head and said: "It's not from the demon world. The demon world has not had great power to descend to the realm these years."

He took out another wad of white paper money and a black pottery ghost lamp.But when he saw him lighting the white paper money and throwing it into the ghost lamp, he muttered again.After a while, the paper ashes in the ghost lamp floated out like living things, spread on the ground, and connected into several strings of ghost symbols.

"What the hell is this writing?"

"The common shorthand writing method used by archivists is also written by lower officials," Yan Wen understood it with just a glance, and said, "Hey, don't panic, emperor, isn't it the Shen Xing sword and sword spirit? If you don’t want anything, it’s best to send it away... Wait, wait, Shen Xingjian?! Song Hui’an is Shen Xingjian’s sword spirit reincarnated?!"

He stared at Quan Ying with wide eyes, both of them were dumbfounded, you look at me, I look at you.

It took a long time for Yan to calm down: "Congratulations to the emperor, the emperor is guilty."

Zang Ji also echoed, "Congratulations, Emperor."

This Shen Xing Sword was the sword worn by the Mozong in the past. When the Mozong and Chenghe offered sacrifices to the sky, it was a pity that it was difficult to cultivate the Tao, and they couldn't bear to destroy it, so they left it in the world. After 10 years, Shen Xingjian has become the treasure of the demon world, but it is not known why the sword spirit was reincarnated in the lower world, and then died tragically, turned into a ghost, and stayed in the human world for more than a thousand years.

"...You two virtuous brothers, don't speak sarcastic words. Cangji, what's going on?"

"Dijun, just go down and have a look yourself," Cang Ji said, "It's a disaster that can't be avoided."

"Hey, you guys are really... that's all. This Song Hui Anhua ghost hasn't made a name for himself for so many years. I think there won't be any big troubles this time. Let me calm him down and send him into reincarnation."

No matter what magic sword sword reincarnation he is, Song Hui'an is just a lonely soul without the memory power of the magic sword, so it is easy to fool, and it doesn't take much trouble to think about it.

As he thought this way, he curled his fingertips slightly, and out of nowhere a little Taoist boy dressed in black and holding a whisk appeared in the hall.Dao Tong's snow skin and jade skin are very cute, but his expression is dull at this moment, his eyes are dull, like a delicate doll.

Yan Wen was shocked and said: "Dijun, what are you going to do with such a cute clone?"

"Naturally, it is to appease the dead soul of Song Hui'an. Cute children are easier to dissipate their anger. What's more, I remember that Song Hui'an loved children when he was alive."

Quan Ying snapped her fingers at Xiao Daotong, injected her spiritual consciousness into his body, and said softly, "Go."

Dao Tong's eyes suddenly lit up, and now they were really like morning stars, with a radiant look.

Daotong got the order, bowed to them, jumped into the gate behind him with a smile, passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and went straight into the human world.

On this end, Yan Wen lightly chanted the incantation and opened a crystal mirror to view the lower world.He filled himself with wine, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Now I have another story to read."

The boy possessed by Quanying's spiritual consciousness landed in a wilderness, which is the "old place" mentioned by Zangji.At this time, the twilight is all together, and the setting sun is slightly cold.A group of crows flew by, and the wind was bleak.The wild grass is lush, covering the ruined walls scattered around.If you don't look carefully, you can't see the bricks and tiles that are almost deserted.

Standing under an old vine tree, he took a deep breath.

In front of him is the ruins of the Changming Palace, where one of his reincarnations lived his whole life.

It is also where the tragedy began.

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