In the dark streets, there was a dark shadow suddenly, hanging from behind them from afar.Guichao was secretly careful in his heart, but Xu Xian seemed to have not realized it, and he was watching the night view of Hangzhou on his own.
There were more and more black shadows, but I didn't know where they came from, and they were getting closer and closer. When they came close, they were all ghosts.
Some had bruised and swollen faces, some had broken necks and drooping their heads, and some had blood on their bodies.
There is also the situation when he transforms into a ghost for too long and is no longer able to regain his face.
They followed one by one, occasionally making a strange scream.
It makes people frightened when you hear it.
The ghost was frightened. Why did the wronged souls and resentful ghosts in Hangzhou come out?
When he looked up, Xu Xian was still walking quietly in front of him, with no fear on his face. No, he must have never seen any expression.
The ghost crew suddenly realized that they were all attracted by the light emitted from Xu Xian's body, and the yang energy was needed by all ghosts.
Even if you are not clear about your wisdom, your yearning for light and heat is instinct.
Xu Xian didn't say anything, but just striding forward. His calm attitude made the ghost messenger around him let go of his hanging heart.
One person moved forward and hundreds of ghosts followed him to the night, and this power made him feel shocked.
Even his City God Lord Zhao Wenhui relied on his clergy to suppress the ghosts, and he did not have such a courage.
In front of the City God Temple, Xu Xian walked straight in, and the ghosts did not dare to enter, and wandered outside the temple gate and refused to leave.
Zhao Wenhui greeted him with a smile on his face and bowed: Fellow Taoist is indeed extraordinary, so please sit down.
When the two of them sat down, a waiter had served tea, which was fragrant and was no different from ordinary people.
But Xu Xian was not useful, but pointed to the ghosts outside the door and said: The City God examines Yin, is this not what the lord takes?Why don't you care?Xu Xian said this, but Zhao Wenhui didn't care. If such a person abides by the etiquette and law of the world, he would find it strange!
Do you know when there are the most evil ghosts?
But in the war?
It is precisely because the land of China is sinking, beacons are rising everywhere, and resentment and murderous aura soars into the sky, and it is difficult for you to resolve the magical means.But the second is this peaceful era.
A peaceful and prosperous era?Xu Xian understood after thinking about it that the era of the best folk customs in general is an era of turning from chaos to governance and rest and recuperation.
It is often passed down some virtues of not picking up the remains of the road and not closing the door at night.
But in a peaceful and prosperous era, countless people died in vain.
I can't do anything to such ghosts who die with hatred and have great resentment.Some of them have achieved success in their practice and extraordinary magic power, and are even more arrogant and domineering.Zhao Wenhui wanted to speak but stopped. His city god was not as glorious as it seemed, but it was hard to speak to others.
Are there no Yin soldiers?Xu Xian asked.
I am just a city god, I don’t take charge of soldiers, and even if I have soldiers.Just like the government in this sunny world, even if there are countless soldiers and horses, can there be no bandits in the control of the country?
Xu Xian thought about it. There are difficulties in the Yang world, and there are difficulties in the underworld. He will never be able to do whatever he wants just because you have some magic power.
Since there are difficulties, I must have something to ask for. Xu Xian said: I have repeatedly invited you, and I must have invited you for something. Last time I received your favor, but I have not yet received it. I can say it, and I will do my best.You must be given favor as soon as possible. This is what Xu Xian thinks now.
The reason why Xu Xian came was to see the gods in this world, and then to eliminate the cause and effect of the Yang Yang Dan.
Zhao Wenhui knew that etiquette was useless to such people. You didn’t feel happy to praise him, and you didn’t feel angry when you despise him. It would be better to tell him bluntly, which would save each other’s trouble.
I simply confessed my difficulties.
It turned out that he was an ordinary wealthy family during his lifetime, but he only accumulated virtue and did good deeds throughout his life. After his death, Mr. Yan allowed me to be reborn as a wealthy family. He was unwilling to join the cycle of reincarnation and asked for permission. It happened that a city god was missing here, so he made up for this shortage.
But he is not an official material, but he is still a little responsible. He has been working hard for more than ten years and has been working hard all day long. Instead, he feels that he is much more tiring than living. A few days ago, he went to ask Yan Jun again to take off his position as City God. Yan Jun was angry with him and scolded him again, and rushed back.
As a result, he ended up doing good deeds throughout his life. He was sad and cried loudly by the Naihe Bridge. Just as Judge Cui passed by, he gave him some attention and asked him to find someone who could replace him and go to Yan Jun to plead for him.
But the more peaceful and prosperous the times, the fewer people with virtue will be. In the world, there are a city god in each place, so where can we find people who can replace each other?
That day, he was thinking hard, and a golden light flashed across the sky, and he became interested and invited Xu Xian to take a look.
He has been a city god for more than ten years and has some knowledge. When he looked at Xu Xian's eyes, he knew that he was the person he needed.
After checking the life and death book again, he found that he had accumulated more than 100,000 merits as a commoner. Although he had been stripped of 100,000 recently, he was more than enough to serve as the City God.
The four ghosts next to him were distorted and laughed and cried. Unexpectedly, the adults who have always been very good at winning the big picture were so thoughtful.
However, they didn't know that when Zhao Wenhui was born, he looked so majestic when he saw Master Guan. In order to be a good official, he had been pretending to be a good official for more than ten years.
He turned Zhao Dashan, who always smiled kindly during his lifetime, into the Chenghuangjun who is now serious.
At this moment, I was finally able to express my thoughts, and I was talking about everything.
Xu Xian knew it in his heart and thought for a while and said: I can take this position for a while, so that you can have a rest. However, this matter is still a matter of singing the underworld, and now I cannot live without the sun.
Zhao Wenhui was disappointed, but finally there was a person who pushed the tank, which was relieved.
All four ghosts under him were martial artists, and none of them could help him determine the case. Even he himself was groping.
There are 365 days a year, and there are not even a holiday, so why don’t you complain?
It might be better if there is a beautiful little secret, but the four around him are all the best ugly men who can lose all their motivation to work just by taking a glance.
It is really not easy to work in this harsh environment for more than ten years.
Zhao Wenhui greeted him, and soon Xiaoshan's copywriting was placed in the hall.Sorry, I said: These are all errands that Brother Yu has accumulated over the years. Please start dealing with them tonight!
Xu Xian stepped forward and took out a book casually, looked through it, and put it down.Is there any law in the underworld?
Zhao Wenhui slapped his head, I was confused.
So a bunch of laws were transported out of the treasury, and Xu Xian looked one by one.
He had the ability to remember everything he had, but now the Yang God is out of his body, which is even more extraordinary.
With ten actions at a glance, the laws are clear in my heart, and there is no word left.
After a stick of incense, Xu Xian put down his last book of law and looked up and said: You can start.
In the City God Temple, Xu Xian sat upright in the hall without hesitation, and the files were placed in front of him in a roll. He lowered his head and focused on correcting them.
There was a new death in the hall, and the ghost was brought up, crying, scolding, or begging for forgiveness. Xu Xian's face did not change his expression, and he examined it one by one according to the law of the underworld in his chest. There was no hesitation in refuting, and there was very much law.
What you do is the matter of the city god judging the Yin.
On weekdays, Zhao Wen would cut off a ghost, and those who cried bitterly would have to be sympathized with each other, those who scolded him would have to be criticized, those who were good would have to be commended, and those who were bad would have to be criticized.
No matter what the people in the hall are, Xu Xian just uses the law of the underworld to do whatever he wants. He writes the judgment of each ghost and puts it behind the ghost.
If you have enough, you will be driven by another ghost man and sent to the underworld, or reincarnated by the six realms of reincarnation or sent to hell to be punished.
This is the meaning of the existence of the City God. If every ghost is escorted to the underworld for retrial, I will not talk about the journey it takes.
I don’t know how many people die in the world in one day, but how can I get so much effort?
One of the four ghosts drove the car, one was besieged the ghost, one delivered the papers, and the other was beating, making Xu Xian's commander go around.
I can still have time to watch the case trial on weekdays, but I don’t care about it at all today.
Zhao Wenhui wanted to help, but he couldn't get in, so he was so happy to be idle.
Looking at the volumes on the table, I was smiling from ear to ear.
After drinking tea for a while, I turned around for two more times, so I went back and went to sleep for a while. I knew why I still had to sleep.
Xu Xian handled the things in front of him as quickly as a computer, but he did not stop absorbing the power of the sun at all.
Later, the ghosts in the hall saw only one figure in the golden light in the hall, and no one was trembling.
Hey, grandpa has been in the world for decades and has never believed in evil. Where are the villains pretending to be gods and ghosts?Suddenly, a ghost broke free from the suppression of the red-faced ghost and rushed into the court. This pounce was like a tiger pounced on food, and the narrow wind came, which was much faster than living.
The distance between several battles was approaching, and in an instant, it was only a few feet away from Xu Xian.
There were more and more black shadows, but I didn't know where they came from, and they were getting closer and closer. When they came close, they were all ghosts.
Some had bruised and swollen faces, some had broken necks and drooping their heads, and some had blood on their bodies.
There is also the situation when he transforms into a ghost for too long and is no longer able to regain his face.
They followed one by one, occasionally making a strange scream.
It makes people frightened when you hear it.
The ghost was frightened. Why did the wronged souls and resentful ghosts in Hangzhou come out?
When he looked up, Xu Xian was still walking quietly in front of him, with no fear on his face. No, he must have never seen any expression.
The ghost crew suddenly realized that they were all attracted by the light emitted from Xu Xian's body, and the yang energy was needed by all ghosts.
Even if you are not clear about your wisdom, your yearning for light and heat is instinct.
Xu Xian didn't say anything, but just striding forward. His calm attitude made the ghost messenger around him let go of his hanging heart.
One person moved forward and hundreds of ghosts followed him to the night, and this power made him feel shocked.
Even his City God Lord Zhao Wenhui relied on his clergy to suppress the ghosts, and he did not have such a courage.
In front of the City God Temple, Xu Xian walked straight in, and the ghosts did not dare to enter, and wandered outside the temple gate and refused to leave.
Zhao Wenhui greeted him with a smile on his face and bowed: Fellow Taoist is indeed extraordinary, so please sit down.
When the two of them sat down, a waiter had served tea, which was fragrant and was no different from ordinary people.
But Xu Xian was not useful, but pointed to the ghosts outside the door and said: The City God examines Yin, is this not what the lord takes?Why don't you care?Xu Xian said this, but Zhao Wenhui didn't care. If such a person abides by the etiquette and law of the world, he would find it strange!
Do you know when there are the most evil ghosts?
But in the war?
It is precisely because the land of China is sinking, beacons are rising everywhere, and resentment and murderous aura soars into the sky, and it is difficult for you to resolve the magical means.But the second is this peaceful era.
A peaceful and prosperous era?Xu Xian understood after thinking about it that the era of the best folk customs in general is an era of turning from chaos to governance and rest and recuperation.
It is often passed down some virtues of not picking up the remains of the road and not closing the door at night.
But in a peaceful and prosperous era, countless people died in vain.
I can't do anything to such ghosts who die with hatred and have great resentment.Some of them have achieved success in their practice and extraordinary magic power, and are even more arrogant and domineering.Zhao Wenhui wanted to speak but stopped. His city god was not as glorious as it seemed, but it was hard to speak to others.
Are there no Yin soldiers?Xu Xian asked.
I am just a city god, I don’t take charge of soldiers, and even if I have soldiers.Just like the government in this sunny world, even if there are countless soldiers and horses, can there be no bandits in the control of the country?
Xu Xian thought about it. There are difficulties in the Yang world, and there are difficulties in the underworld. He will never be able to do whatever he wants just because you have some magic power.
Since there are difficulties, I must have something to ask for. Xu Xian said: I have repeatedly invited you, and I must have invited you for something. Last time I received your favor, but I have not yet received it. I can say it, and I will do my best.You must be given favor as soon as possible. This is what Xu Xian thinks now.
The reason why Xu Xian came was to see the gods in this world, and then to eliminate the cause and effect of the Yang Yang Dan.
Zhao Wenhui knew that etiquette was useless to such people. You didn’t feel happy to praise him, and you didn’t feel angry when you despise him. It would be better to tell him bluntly, which would save each other’s trouble.
I simply confessed my difficulties.
It turned out that he was an ordinary wealthy family during his lifetime, but he only accumulated virtue and did good deeds throughout his life. After his death, Mr. Yan allowed me to be reborn as a wealthy family. He was unwilling to join the cycle of reincarnation and asked for permission. It happened that a city god was missing here, so he made up for this shortage.
But he is not an official material, but he is still a little responsible. He has been working hard for more than ten years and has been working hard all day long. Instead, he feels that he is much more tiring than living. A few days ago, he went to ask Yan Jun again to take off his position as City God. Yan Jun was angry with him and scolded him again, and rushed back.
As a result, he ended up doing good deeds throughout his life. He was sad and cried loudly by the Naihe Bridge. Just as Judge Cui passed by, he gave him some attention and asked him to find someone who could replace him and go to Yan Jun to plead for him.
But the more peaceful and prosperous the times, the fewer people with virtue will be. In the world, there are a city god in each place, so where can we find people who can replace each other?
That day, he was thinking hard, and a golden light flashed across the sky, and he became interested and invited Xu Xian to take a look.
He has been a city god for more than ten years and has some knowledge. When he looked at Xu Xian's eyes, he knew that he was the person he needed.
After checking the life and death book again, he found that he had accumulated more than 100,000 merits as a commoner. Although he had been stripped of 100,000 recently, he was more than enough to serve as the City God.
The four ghosts next to him were distorted and laughed and cried. Unexpectedly, the adults who have always been very good at winning the big picture were so thoughtful.
However, they didn't know that when Zhao Wenhui was born, he looked so majestic when he saw Master Guan. In order to be a good official, he had been pretending to be a good official for more than ten years.
He turned Zhao Dashan, who always smiled kindly during his lifetime, into the Chenghuangjun who is now serious.
At this moment, I was finally able to express my thoughts, and I was talking about everything.
Xu Xian knew it in his heart and thought for a while and said: I can take this position for a while, so that you can have a rest. However, this matter is still a matter of singing the underworld, and now I cannot live without the sun.
Zhao Wenhui was disappointed, but finally there was a person who pushed the tank, which was relieved.
All four ghosts under him were martial artists, and none of them could help him determine the case. Even he himself was groping.
There are 365 days a year, and there are not even a holiday, so why don’t you complain?
It might be better if there is a beautiful little secret, but the four around him are all the best ugly men who can lose all their motivation to work just by taking a glance.
It is really not easy to work in this harsh environment for more than ten years.
Zhao Wenhui greeted him, and soon Xiaoshan's copywriting was placed in the hall.Sorry, I said: These are all errands that Brother Yu has accumulated over the years. Please start dealing with them tonight!
Xu Xian stepped forward and took out a book casually, looked through it, and put it down.Is there any law in the underworld?
Zhao Wenhui slapped his head, I was confused.
So a bunch of laws were transported out of the treasury, and Xu Xian looked one by one.
He had the ability to remember everything he had, but now the Yang God is out of his body, which is even more extraordinary.
With ten actions at a glance, the laws are clear in my heart, and there is no word left.
After a stick of incense, Xu Xian put down his last book of law and looked up and said: You can start.
In the City God Temple, Xu Xian sat upright in the hall without hesitation, and the files were placed in front of him in a roll. He lowered his head and focused on correcting them.
There was a new death in the hall, and the ghost was brought up, crying, scolding, or begging for forgiveness. Xu Xian's face did not change his expression, and he examined it one by one according to the law of the underworld in his chest. There was no hesitation in refuting, and there was very much law.
What you do is the matter of the city god judging the Yin.
On weekdays, Zhao Wen would cut off a ghost, and those who cried bitterly would have to be sympathized with each other, those who scolded him would have to be criticized, those who were good would have to be commended, and those who were bad would have to be criticized.
No matter what the people in the hall are, Xu Xian just uses the law of the underworld to do whatever he wants. He writes the judgment of each ghost and puts it behind the ghost.
If you have enough, you will be driven by another ghost man and sent to the underworld, or reincarnated by the six realms of reincarnation or sent to hell to be punished.
This is the meaning of the existence of the City God. If every ghost is escorted to the underworld for retrial, I will not talk about the journey it takes.
I don’t know how many people die in the world in one day, but how can I get so much effort?
One of the four ghosts drove the car, one was besieged the ghost, one delivered the papers, and the other was beating, making Xu Xian's commander go around.
I can still have time to watch the case trial on weekdays, but I don’t care about it at all today.
Zhao Wenhui wanted to help, but he couldn't get in, so he was so happy to be idle.
Looking at the volumes on the table, I was smiling from ear to ear.
After drinking tea for a while, I turned around for two more times, so I went back and went to sleep for a while. I knew why I still had to sleep.
Xu Xian handled the things in front of him as quickly as a computer, but he did not stop absorbing the power of the sun at all.
Later, the ghosts in the hall saw only one figure in the golden light in the hall, and no one was trembling.
Hey, grandpa has been in the world for decades and has never believed in evil. Where are the villains pretending to be gods and ghosts?Suddenly, a ghost broke free from the suppression of the red-faced ghost and rushed into the court. This pounce was like a tiger pounced on food, and the narrow wind came, which was much faster than living.
The distance between several battles was approaching, and in an instant, it was only a few feet away from Xu Xian.
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