The Celestial Master of Time Traveling

"I seem to have heard it on TV. It is a highly autonomous, independent dynasty on the snowy plateau." Zhuang Xian buttoned up his buttons, recalling the plot of the TV series he had watched. "I didn't expect this guy to be executed for failing to usurp the throne."

"It turned out to be a rebellious son who killed the king and his father." Zhuang Xian clenched his fists as he took the materials Jiang Yuxuan had sorted out. "When he was alive, he was a demon king. He always wanted to take the place of his father, Kalun, but accidentally killed the soul boy who was about to go to the Potala Palace."

"After killing the soul boy, Zong Bao was not punished, because he put the blame on the guards and military officers next to the soul boy." Jiang Yuxuan said in a deep voice, "The military officers in charge of sending each other, except the captain, were all beheaded."

"Where's the captain?"

"A leg was cut off in the street, and he was thrown into Xue Prison to serve his sentence. He died within a year. The body was not buried, but was fed to a Tibetan mastiff." Jiang Yuxuan shook his head and sighed, "If Zong Bao hadn't poisoned the banquet , mobilize troops to kill his father, he will not be executed at the age of 30."

"What punishment?"

"Peel the real grass." Jiang Yuxuan read Zongbao's judgment from the Kaxag religious court before his death. "The fifth-rank general Zong Baodunzhu killed his father and king, harmed the people, and maliciously knocked down the thousand butter lamps on the birthday of the Ninth Living Buddha. The Buddha ordered him to be sentenced to death."

"Daming Hongwu..." Zhuang Xian finally found the Chinese characters, "No..."

"The peeling of real grass was a punishment established during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. It was passed down until the liberation, and it was specially used to deal with those who disobeyed the court and Buddhist monks." Jiang Yuxuan turned his head and looked into Zhuang Xian's eyes. "It's not the will of Emperor Hongwu, but this criminal law has never been abolished."

"It's pitiful to say, but he shouldn't arrest innocent girls casually, let alone kill people casually." Zhuang Xian took Jiang Yuxuan's hand, "If he is an innocent person, I can help him do it, and then find him The monk gave him a salvation. It's a pity that he deserves to die after all."

"The nobles of the Western Qiang have barbaric folk customs. Noble men can dispose of women in the territory at will." Jiang Yuxuan leaned on Zhuang Xian's chest, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke Zhuang Xian's cheek. "He has long been used to looking for beautiful girls to have fun, and he has no consciousness of committing a crime."

"This is the one that is so bad that it cannot be cured." Zhuang Xian gritted his teeth, "There are too many souls who have died tragically in his hands. Before we leave, let's do a ritual for them to fix their souls, and then go to Songjiang again. Jen gives them a break."

Kissing the corner of Jiang Yuxuan's lips, Zhuang Xian said in a deep voice, "Tell them to reincarnate early and escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Brother Xian is kind-hearted." Jiang Yuxuan kissed Zhuang Xian's face and patted his shoulder lightly. "Without a celestial master like you who is dedicated to defending innocent souls and constantly fighting against evil spirits, how many more people would die in this world."

"Slaying demons and demons, and helping the righteous way are the sacred duties of us cultivators." Zhuang Xian hugged Jiang Yuxuan tightly and kissed his eyes. "If there is no need for celestial masters and practitioners to come out to uphold justice, and if there is no need for courts to judge crimes, everyone will abide by the law..."

"In that case, the world will truly be peaceful." Jiang Yuxuan smiled, holding Zhuang Xian's hand. "Brother Xian, in that case, we can only be regarded as people with special abilities."

"That's good." Zhuang Xian hugged Jiang Yuxuan from behind, and the two sat like this. "The celestial master is really unemployed, and that's when the ghosts and monsters completely disappear."

"But in that case, brother Xian's life will be difficult." Jiang Yuxuan felt a little regretful, although he also hoped that there would be no ghosts and ghosts in the world.

Rubbing Jiang Yuxuan's neck, Zhuang Xian smiled: "It's okay. At that time, society was extremely rich in material goods, and everyone was proud of technological inventions. That is to say, when the time comes, I can find you and you come to support me .”

"Me? Seriously?" Jiang Yuxuan was stunned. "You know, I'm still working in your company. Besides, you always assign me the most troublesome jobs."

"When I don't need a celestial master in the future, of course I won't have a foundation to make a fortune. As a top student, you have to work hard, at least you have to guarantee the following expenses." Zhuang Xian narrowed his eyes.

"I always feel that you will have unrealistic demands." Jiang Yuxuan held his chin.

"No, no, no, it's very practical." Zhuang Xian reached out and rubbed Jiang Yuxuan's hair. "At home, I'm a cook first and foremost. Pots and pans, vegetables and fruits, meat, eggs, money, rice, oil and salt, I definitely couldn't afford them at that time, so you pay for the money."

"Yes." Jiang Yuxuan nodded, "I still have the money to raise a daughter-in-law. Isn't it just an ordinary support?"

"At that time, in addition to housework, I was also responsible for being as beautiful as a flower." Zhuang Xian smiled and gently pinched Jiang Yuxuan's cheek. "Don't tell me you're not willing to buy me a beautiful dress."

"No problem." Jiang Yuxuan carefully calculated, the money earned by Zhuang Xian's company over the years, the labor fees they got when they went out to slay demons and demons together, the extra money he earned from accepting translation work, and the most recent one. The nest of the unlucky ghost king...

After careful calculation, their money, not to mention a few valuable clothes, is more than enough to buy a few houses and a few cars to match their clothes.

"Brother Xian, you really didn't pursue it. We are no longer poor." Jiang Yuxuan smiled. It's not like he was never poor. It's a beautiful life when he can spend money as he pleases.

"Then I want to take a boat to the North Pole to take pictures, go to the moon to explore mysteries, and travel to outer space. Xuaner, do you have money to buy me equipment?" Zhuang Xian rolled his eyes. "The absence of ghosts and ghosts means that we have completely lost our spiritual power and can only rely on high technology."

"After such an analysis, why do I think that after there are no ghosts and gods, we will become very poor, even poorer than when I was a child?" Jiang Yuxuan suddenly became a little upset, and his eyebrows frowned. "I don't want to be a pauper again."

"My little idiot, aren't you a top student? Knowledge is power." Zhuang Xian poked Jiang Yuxuan's face, "Unless you have a mixed degree. Yang Zong Mocuo, what you learn helps the family make a fortune, you Is it difficult to make money for a big man?"

"She's studying agriculture, so of course it's useful. I don't know if what I'm studying can make money." Jiang Yuxuan curled her lips, worried that she wouldn't be able to support Zhuang Xian in the future, and didn't want Zhuang Xian to suffer poverty along with her.

"If it doesn't work, I'll open a restaurant, and I can cook anything." Zhuang Xian thought about it seriously, and held onto Jiang Yuxuan's hand. "It's just that I can't jump into a master. As long as my thinking doesn't slip, there are always more ways than difficulties."

"I can help with translation and do experiments. If I can't do it, I'll go into sales." Jiang Yuxuan remembered that he was in Zhuang Xian's Mengji company, but he was an all-around expert. As long as it was a troublesome job, Zhuang Xian would leave it to him Do it and do it well.

Sales, advertising marketing, modeling, post-production, fraternity host, press conference... Jiang Yuxuan was never in charge of organizing and taking on the main work.

"You squeezed out a lot of surplus value from me, you capitalist." Jiang Yuxuan suddenly screwed Zhuang Xian's ear.

"What extracts surplus value? You are my wife, and that is our company. For the future of the company and for our employees to have food, shouldn't you, wife of the president, work hard?"

Zhuang Xian's most powerful thing is eloquence, but Jiang Yuxuan was not convinced: "The wife of the president of someone else's family hugs a chow chow, feeds pigeons, and lies on the Australian sofa to watch soap operas. There are dozens of maids in the house, and all the wives except Eat, drink, and do nothing."

"But I do more work than anyone else every day, and I still don't get paid. I have to help you go out to slay demons, and I even have to save you when you are in danger." Jiang Yuxuan shook his head, " President Zhuang, I also want to eat and sleep every day, and eat after I sleep."

"That will make you degenerate." Zhuang Xian rubbed Jiang Yuxuan's face, "Baby, you have to remember that even though you are already the wife of the president, you are also an old man."

"As a man, Xuan'er can't be compared with those women who only know how to go shopping, and play with dogs." Zhuang Xian kissed Jiang Yuxuan on the forehead, "Because you are talented, the organization trusts you and entrusts you with glorious tasks. for you."

"President Zhuang seems to be hungry." Jiang Yuxuan glared at him, "Even if there are no ghosts and gods in the future, you can still do pyramid schemes."

"No, that's against the law." Zhuang Xian flatteringly kissed Jiang Yuxuan's face, "Honey, you definitely don't want to be a widow."

"You don't need to be shot for pyramid schemes, do you? Besides, I'm also a man, so I can't be a widow, I can only be a widower." Jiang Yuxuan blinked at him, "But if you die, I will be free. Take your money, buy a hundred villas, and raise a thousand beauties."

"It seems that my baby is not satisfied, and started to have strange thoughts again." Zhuang Xian immediately hugged Jiang Yuxuan horizontally, tore off the expensive Tianzhu carpet beside him, and spread it on the ground. "These days, we are only intimate, not nourishing you."

"Let go, you old rascal." Being pressed on the carpet, and the down jacket on his body was gone, Jiang Yuxuan almost sneezed, so he had to rub against the arms of the guy above. "There are still a lot of things here, we need to register and count them, and then pack them up and take them away..."

"It's okay, just hand it over to Ciwang." Since Zhuang Xian has accepted a young boy who does odd jobs, of course he has to arrange work for him, and he will definitely not support him.Even if the other party is a ghost, he still has to work. "He was a good man when he was a serf under the rich man."

"Even the ghost's surplus value must be squeezed out. The old horse is really right. You are the evil capitalist." Jiang Yuxuan rolled his eyes, "But are you sure that guy is loyal and reliable? Don't be sold and pay for it."

"Don't ask the president's wife, it's obvious that simple working people are trustworthy."

Author's gossip: President Zhuang: "From now on, I will be in charge of being as beautiful as a flower, so you can support me."

Mrs. Jiang: "Why is the painting style wrong?"

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