Anyway, all heaven knows I've fallen

Said, "Let's put it this way, one reason why it took so long for Jingyuan Shenjun to re-enter the immortal class is that he spent a lot of time researching medicinal herbs and did not have the intention of accumulating merit. Another reason is that the crime he committed was unauthorized. Helping the mortal world avoid natural disasters, the merit to be accumulated is thousands of times that of yours!"

It turned out to be like this.Changwei understands, but what's the use of understanding?He calmly said, "Have you ever been demoted? It's not so easy to accumulate merit..."

"Isn't it easy?" Ling Mo blinked and said, "Even if I haven't been demoted before, I have seen others being demoted. Just like the God of Wealth, he once made the bankrupt descendants rich overnight because of selfishness, and then he was demoted , You have to accumulate 3000 million merits before you can return to the Heavenly Court, how long do you think it took for them to accumulate them?"

Chang Wei also blinked, and then said, "Half an hour?"

Ling Mo: "..." Bastard!Is there anyone who doesn't follow the routine?He coughed a few times and said, "It's not so fast. Calculated according to the time in the human world, it's about ten days."

Chang Wei just said that half an hour was entirely to scare him off, but he was really surprised when he heard the words "Ten Lai Tian".Thinking back to the tasks I did, one merit, ten merits, and then one hundred... Later, under his coercion and temptation, the system gave [-] merits... Now the merits of completing this compulsory task are completely determined by the system. It won't be too much if you think about it.

"Why is that?" He unconsciously expressed the question in his heart.

While teasing his own white crane, Ling Mo said casually, "Because there are many temples and incense, the merits will naturally come quickly."

After Chang Wei understood it, he said angrily, "I thought you would tell me some good idea, and it's this after a long time. It's not like you don't know me... It's good to have a temple, and you can count on it to be prosperous? "

Ling Mo rolled his eyes, "That's true." Among mortals, there are few who know the Supreme Realm, and even fewer who know Changwei Xingjun, and those who can build temples are very few, and you really can't count on this.However, who is Immortal Ling Mo?In the Heavenly Court, he is the most idle and has the most ghost ideas, so he thought about it for a while, and then said, "It's actually easy, you first pay for the temple to be built..."

Chang Wei raised his eyebrows, "Then?"

"Then you are a temple consecratory, and people want to ask who is enshrined in this temple? Don't mention your title, just say that you are a god. If people want to ask again, what is this god in charge of? You just say..."

"Huh?" What?

Ling Mo deliberately paused, and then said, "It's similar to Songzi Guanyin."

"...Get lost, right away." Chang Wei said coldly, and after finishing speaking, he wanted to cut off the "communication" between the two of them angrily.Seeing this, Ling Mo quickly called to him, "Wait a moment! Wait a moment! Lao Yue asked me to tell you something!"

Chang Wei paused, "What?"

Ling Mo said, "Didn't you go to the Hall of Eternal Life in the sky before... uh, did you cause trouble once?"

"Well, it seems to be once, what's wrong?" At that time, he was collecting anger points, and he made trouble almost everywhere.

"Do you still remember that you brought two men together?"

Thinking of the absurd things he had done, Chang Wei also felt ashamed, "Don't Yuelao have a pair of scissors to untie marriages? He won't be planning to settle accounts with me, will he?"

"Heh," Ling Mo's eyes were gloating, "That pair of scissors is old and can only untie ordinary knots, how can you untie the knots tied by God of War?"

Chang Wei squinted his eyes and smiled, "So... I really made a couple?"

Ling Mo nodded and said, "Well, and you happen to know this couple."

"I know him?" Now, Chang Wei couldn't laugh anymore.

"Yes. That's why I need your help." Ling Mo said, handing him a piece of paper folded squarely from his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "Doing this will solve this bad relationship, Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

Chang glanced slightly, and almost threw the paper away. "He...he?! Impossible!"

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When the carrier pigeon brought the painting to Yun Luan for the fourth time, he only looked at it once and then threw it aside. He wanted to pick up the pen and continue to critique the scroll, but when he looked up at the sky, he couldn't bear it anymore and took it off the shelf. The sword hastily left the small room.

It has been four days, except for this painting, Changwei has not sent him any news in these four days, how can he continue to endure it?He raised his sword and went straight to the previous inn. When he landed, his light blue clothes fluttered like jade and immortals. Once he entered this inn, it was like a living signboard. followed him in.

Seeing him again, the young man greeted him happily, and greeted him, "Ouch! Young master, you are here again, welcome... The other one didn't come this time?"

Yun Luan froze for a moment, his brows darkened, "He...isn't there?"

"Huh?" The boy was also taken aback, "That one has already checked out."

Yun Luan lowered his eyes, "When?"

The boy said, "It was just two days ago." After finishing speaking, he began to ask enthusiastically again, "What do you want to eat? We have a few new dishes here, I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

He babbled for a long while, but no one came back. When he raised his head again, he saw the pale eyes of the handsome young man in front of him slightly bloodshot, as if he was about to eat someone at any time. In a word.

"Thank you." Yun Luan slowly took out a tael of silver from his waist, put it in the palm of the stunned man, and walked out quickly.

He walked aimlessly on the street for a long time, and the carrier pigeon followed him all the time, and the moment he stopped, it flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder.Yun Luan gently took it down, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a while, only to find that its feathers were not pure white, but one feather on each side was colorful.

Could it be the thousand-feathered spiritual bird recorded in ancient books?But Ah Wei... how could there be...

After a long silence, he suddenly said, "Can you take me to him?" He said, his usual steady tone trembling, "I miss him very much."

The spirit bird actually nodded and flew in one direction.

This bird does not fly high, but is as fast as an eagle. Yunluan Yujian followed behind it, carefully identifying the city under the cloud.If you read correctly, this is Nancheng. Thinking about Xu Rushi's leave, his brows frowned again.

Not long after, the spirit bird stopped at a mansion in Nancheng.Yun Luan jumped off the blade of the sword, looked up, and saw two big characters written on the gilt plaque above it - Xu Mansion.

conspiracy

Chang Wei was shivered by the sudden cold wind, but was also blown away a little drowsy.He turned over and tried to open his sleepy eyes, but he didn't expect to be greeted by even colder well water.

The bucket of water splashed on his body with a "crash", pouring him into a drowned rat from head to toe.Shocked by the cold water, Chang Wei subconsciously moved his body, but rolled off the bed as expected.

The moonlight outside the house was bright, and although the light inside the house was dim, he could still clearly see a few rows of figures standing beside his bed, all of them with solemn and stern expressions.Oh, not all of them, bypassing the row of men bathed in moonlight in front, Chang Wei vaguely saw Liu Yuqin sobbing softly in Xu Rushi's arms.

what's the situation?Didn't he sleep in the inn?why here?Brothers, what is going on with your murderous eyes!

"Xu Changwei?" Someone behind him called him in a deep voice.

Chang Wei subconsciously let out an "um", it was the one with the question mark.In the end, he was scolded by a commoner boy standing at the very front, "Hmm, what? You are the only son of a bitch who deserves the same name as our young master, and you don't want to piss." What the hell do you look like?!"

At this moment, Changwei was completely stunned, but he had habitually swiped the screen full of bullet screens at the system: Damn, hello!Did you hear that?How dare this bastard scold me!Depend on!I am such a low-key good person, but someone scolds me? !

System: [...Master Host, is this the time to boast? 】

He was angry and funny, twisted the wet corner of his clothes, and immediately turned back with his chin on his hands, "Can you please let me go? I don't understand what dogs say, so don't growl at me anymore."

"You!" The boy suddenly exploded in anger.

"Wait, stop, talk to me with someone else, thank you." Chang Wei sat up straight and said casually.

"Who do you want to talk to?" The deep and hoarse voice spoke again.

Chang Wei sneezed, touched his nose, and said in a strong nasal voice, "Just the Patriarch of the Xu family."

Except for Liu Shi who was busy crying, everyone who was present gave a cold snort almost at the same time, Xu Rushi's face was as dark as a pan, if eyes could kill people, Chang Wei would have been hacked to pieces by him long ago.The long swords shining with spiritual light in the hands of several immortal guards have also aimed at the target at the same time, and only waiting for the Patriarch's order, the person on the bed must be dead without a whole body!

Xu Pingan didn't let them act rashly. Since this person can quietly appear in Xu's guest room, he must not be a mediocre person. He thinks he has lived longer than everyone present, and he has seen more people than they have eaten. There was a lot of food, so he was unreasonably calm, "Can you explain why you are on the same bed with my daughter-in-law?" Long micro chest tremors.

But he was soon so shocked that he couldn't even make a joke out of it.One... one... one bed? !Still with his daughter-in-law? !

Even though Changwei used to write such routines when he wrote the script, but when it really fell on him, only seven words popped up in his mind-the ghost knows how to deal with it.Moreover, he frowned and thought for a while, unexpectedly