006 “Blessing from Heavenly Official” Chapter 5

☆, Chapter 5 Three Living Treasures Talking about Juyang Palace at Night

Fuyao said: “It’s too ugly!”

Xie Lian choked for a moment and then said: “Fuyao, you can’t talk about girls like that.”

To be fair, Fuyao was telling the truth.The girl’s face was extremely flat, as if it had been flattened by someone’s slap. Her facial features were a bit aggrieved to say they were ordinary. If I had to describe her, I would probably only use “a crooked nose and slanted eyes.”

But Xie Lian couldn’t tell whether she was beautiful or ugly.Mainly because when she turned around, there was a huge hole hanging in the back of her skirt. It was impossible to pretend not to see it.

Fuyao was shocked at first, but quickly calmed down.The veins on Nanfeng’s forehead disappeared instantly.

Seeing his expression changed drastically, Xie Lian hurriedly said: “Don’t be nervous. Don’t be nervous.”

The girl took the incense and knelt down again. While bowing, she said: “General Nanyang bless you, the faithful girl Xiaoying, I pray that you can catch the ghost groom as soon as possible, and don’t let innocent people suffer from him again…”

She worshiped devoutly and was not aware of anything strange behind her, nor was she aware that three people were squatting at the feet of the statue she was worshiping.Xie Lian felt confused and said: “What should I do? Can’t we just let her walk out like this? People will look at her all the way back.”

Moreover, looking at the rip in the back of her skirt, it was clear that someone had deliberately cut it with a sharp weapon. I was afraid that not only would she be watched, but she would also be widely publicized and ridiculed. That would be a real humiliation.

Fuyao said indifferently: “Don’t ask me. She is not our General Xuanzhen. Look no further. I didn’t see anything.”

Nanfeng, on the other hand, has a handsome face and is green and white. He can only wave his hands but cannot speak. He is such an unruly boy who has been forced to become mute and has no hope.Xie Lian had no choice but to take action on his own, taking off his coat and throwing it down.The coat floated onto the girl with a roar, blocking the very indecent hole in the back of her skirt.The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

But this gust of wind was so evil that it startled the young girl. She looked around, took off her robe, hesitated for a moment, and put it on the altar. She was still unaware of it, and after finishing the incense, she was about to walk out.If she were allowed to wander around again, the little girl would be embarrassed to see others.Seeing that the two people next to him were either stiff or stiff, and they were useless, Xie Lian sighed.Nanfeng and Fuyao felt that their surroundings were empty. Xie Lian had already appeared and jumped down.

The lights in the temple were dim. His leap brought up a gust of wind and the flames swayed. The girl Xiaoying’s eyes were blurred when she saw a man suddenly emerge from the darkness, with his upper body bare and reaching out to her. She was stunned on the spot.

As expected, there was a scream.Just as Xie Lian was about to speak, the girl slapped her away with quick eyes and hands, shouting: “Indecent!”

With a “pop” sound, Xie Lian received a slap in the face.

The slap was so clear that half of the faces of the two people squatting on the altar were slapped in unison.

After being slapped, Xie Lian was not upset. He just pushed the coat over and whispered quickly. The girl was shocked. When she touched her back, her face suddenly turned red, and her eyes were filled with tears. She didn’t know whether it was because of anger or shame. She grabbed the coat that Xie Lian gave her, covered her face and ran away, leaving Xie Lian standing there.When people go to the temple, the cool breeze blows through the hall. Suddenly, it feels a little cold.

He rubbed his face, turned around, and with a big red palm print on his side, said to the waiter: “Okay. It’s okay.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Feng pointed at him and said, “Did you… have a cracked wound?”

Xie Lian lowered his head and said “Oh”.

He took off his clothes, and what he was wearing was a body of good skin like mutton-fat jade, but his chest was tightly tied with layers of white cloth, tightly wrapped, and even his neck and wrists were covered with bandages. Countless small wounds crawled out of the edges of the white cloth, which was really shocking.

Thinking that the twisted neck was almost healed, Xie Lian began to take off the bandages in circles.Fuyao glanced at him and said, “Who?”

Thanks for the pity: “What?”

Fuyao said: “Who is fighting you?”

Xie Lian: “Battle? No.”

Nanfeng: “Then your injury is…”

Xie Lian said blankly: “I fell by myself.”

“…”

It was the injury sustained when I rolled down from the mortal world three days ago.If you fight against someone, you may not be injured to this extent.

Fuyao muttered something but didn’t hear it clearly. It was definitely not praising him for being strong anyway, so Xie Lian didn’t ask any questions and finished untying the thick bandage on his neck.The next moment, Nanfeng and Fuyao both focused their gazes, falling on his neck.

A black collar was wrapped around his snow-white neck.

Aware of their gazes, Xie Lian smiled slightly, turned around and said, “This is the first time you have seen a real cursed shackle?”

Cursed Shackles, as the name suggests, are shackles formed by a curse.

The priest who was demoted to heaven turned the divine punishment into a mark of sin and imposed it on him, forming a bondage and sealing his divine power, making him unable to get rid of it forever.Just like tattooing people’s faces, or chaining their hands and feet, it is a punishment and a warning, frightening and humiliating.

As the laughing stock of the Three Realms who was beaten down twice, Xie Lian naturally has such a curse on his body.It is impossible that these two young military attachés have not heard of it, but there is still a big gap between hearing about it and seeing it with their own eyes.Therefore, it is not impossible for Xie Lian to understand their expressions.

He guessed that this thing might have made the two young military attachés fearful and uncomfortable.It’s not a good thing after all.

He wanted to find some clothes to wear for a walk outside, but Fuyao rolled his eyes and said, “It’s very obscene for you to go out on the street like this.” Nanfeng went to the back of the palace and casually grabbed a piece of Miao Zhu’s clothes and threw it to him, so that he didn’t have to continue being obscene.But after sitting down again, I felt that the atmosphere had become a little awkward after just one incident, so Xie Lian took out the scroll given by Lingwen Palace and said, “Do you want to take a look again?”

Nanfeng raised his eyelids and looked at him, and said, “I’ve seen it. I think he needs a good look.”

Fuyao said: “Why do I need to take a closer look? The scroll is vague and worthless. Is it worth reading again and again?”

Hearing him say that the scroll was worthless, Xie Lian couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for the little civil servants in Lingwen Palace who wrote the scrolls until their faces turned pale.He then heard Fuyao say: “Ah, where were we talking about just now? Nanyang Temple – why do Nanyang believe in so many women, right?”

Okay.Xie Lian put the scroll away and rubbed his twitching eyebrows. He knew in his heart: No one can see it tonight!

If it doesn’t seem serious, let’s see what’s going on.It turns out that except for His Highness the Crown Prince who has been collecting rags in the human world for hundreds of years, all the gods and gods now know that the True Lord of Nanyang, Feng Xin, was once known as the “True Lord of Ju Yang”.He himself really hated this title.And everyone has only one word to express their feelings about his experience: “injustice”!

Because the original correct way of writing it was “Ju Yang”.The reason why it was misinformed was because of one thing.

Many years ago, a king built palaces and temples. To show his sincerity, he personally inscribed the plaques on each palace.But when he wrote “Juyang Hall”, for some reason, he wrote “Juyang Hall”.

At this time, the officials responsible for the construction of the temple were worried to death.They couldn’t figure out whether His Majesty deliberately changed it like this, or whether he accidentally made a mistake.If it was intentional, why didn’t the order tell me that this is what I wanted to change?If it wasn’t intentional, how could you make such a stupid mistake?He can’t say “Your Majesty, you are wrong”. Who knows if His Majesty will think that he is mocking his carelessness?Implying that he has shallow knowledge?Not sincere?Moreover, this is His Majesty’s calligraphy treasure. If it is not used, will it be invalidated?

The hardest thing in the world to guess is the meaning of a saint.The officials were in extreme pain, and after much thought, they still felt that it would be better to wronged the Lord Juyang than to wrong His Majesty.

It has to be said that they made the right choice.After His Majesty found out that Ju Yang had become Ju Yang, he did not say anything else. He just invited a group of scholars to read through ancient books, find out countless detailed reasons, and wrote many articles, trying his best to prove that Ju Yang was originally Ju Yang and that Ju Yang was the wrong way of writing.In short, after one night, all Juyang Halls across the country turned into Juyang Halls.

It took more than ten years for Feng Xin, who had been inexplicably changed his god’s name, to find out about it.He basically never looked carefully at the signboard of his temple, but one day he suddenly became very depressed. Why did there seem to be so many women coming to worship in his temple, and all of them were shy and blushing. What did they ask for when they offered incense?!

After figuring out what was going on, he rushed to the top of the sky and yelled curses into the scorching sun.

All the priests were shocked by him.

After scolding him, there was nothing he could do, so just say goodbye. He couldn’t say that he couldn’t get along with these women who prayed devoutly, and he had to listen to them for many years.Until Juyang was changed to Nanyang by a serious king who felt that this was simply inappropriate, everyone still did not forget that besides being a god of war, he could also bless him.However, everyone also adheres to a tacit understanding: Never use those two words to call him.At the same time, it also adheres to one understanding: How to evaluate Nanyang Zhenjun?One word: good!

As long as you don’t let him curse, everything will be fine!

The Nanfeng’s face was as dark as the bottom of an old pot, while Fuyao was still very poetic and said in a gentle manner: “Friends of women, the best is to ask for a child. The secret recipe for aphrodisiac, give it to Nanyang. Ahhaha, ahhaha, ahhahahahaha…”

Xie Lian kindly held back his laughter and saved him some face in front of Nanyang’s statue.Nanfeng was furious: “Don’t come here to be so weird. If you really have nothing to do, go sweep the floor!”

When this sentence came out, Fuyao’s face instantly became angry.If people from Nanyang Palace can’t hear people say those two words, people from Xuanzhen Palace can’t hear people mention the word “sweeping the floor”.Because when Mu Qing was working as a handyman in Huangji Temple, she served His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with tea, water, sweeping the floor and making beds all day long.One day, Xie Lian saw him sweeping the floor while silently reciting the cultivation mantras. He was moved by his spirit of hard work and adversity to study, and then he went to the Imperial Master to beg him to accept him as a disciple.How to say this?It can be big or small, shameful or nice, it all depends on what the person involved thinks.Obviously, the person involved thought this was a lifelong shame, because Mu Qing and the generals under him in Nanyang Palace would fall out with each other when they heard this word.Sure enough, Fuyao made up his mind, glanced at Xie Lian who was waving his hands innocently, and sneered: “Listening to what you said, I don’t know if you thought that all of you in Nanyang Palace would fight against His Highness the Crown Prince.”

Nanfeng also sneered: “Your general is indeed ungrateful, what can you say?”

“Uh…” Xie Lian was about to interject, and Fuyao said “Ah haha”: “Your general is just a man who laughs at a hundred steps at fifty steps. What qualifications do you have to poke a little bit?”

“…” Listening to them treating him like a big stick and hammering the spine of the priest above each other, Xie Lian finally couldn’t stand it anymore and said: “Wait, wait. Stop, stop.”

Naturally, no one paid attention to him, and he even started to attack. I don’t know who made the move first. Anyway, the altar table split into two pieces, and the bones of the fruit rolled all over the floor.Seeing this, Xie Lian couldn’t stand it anymore. He sat in the corner and sighed, “It’s good to create karma.” He picked up a small steamed bun that rolled to his feet, wiped off the skin and started to eat it.Nan Feng caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and immediately slapped him away: “Stop eating it!”

Fuyao also stopped, shocked and disgusted: “You can still eat it after falling into ashes!”

Xie Lian took the opportunity to gesture and said: “Stop, stop, stop. I have something to say.”

He separated the two of them and said in a pleasant tone: “First of all, the Crown Prince you are talking about is himself. Your Highness has not said a word. Please don’t use me as a weapon to attack each other.” After a pause, he added, “I think your two generals will never do this. You are so disrespectful, how can they lose face?”

If Feng Xin and Mu Qing were concerned about their status, they would definitely not do this.After he added the last sentence, both of them looked a little unpredictable.

Xie Lian added: “Second, you are here to help me, right? So do you listen to me, or do I listen to you?”

After a long while, the two of them said, “I listen to you.”

Although their faces looked like they were saying, “I’ll listen to you in your dream,” but Xie Lian was also very satisfied. He clapped his hands together with a “pop” and said, “Okay, if you listen to me, you can’t quarrel anymore. Finally, the third and most important point – if you must throw something away, then please throw me away and don’t throw away food.”

Nanfeng finally dug out the steamed bun that he had been holding in his hand for a chance to eat. He couldn’t bear it anymore and said, “Don’t eat it if it falls on the floor!”

The next day, we still met in a small shop.

Dr. Cha stretched his legs and bones at the door again, and saw three people approaching from a distance.A Taoist priest in white clothes walked at the front with a bamboo hat on his back, followed by two tall young men in black clothes.

The Taoist came over with his hands in hand, and Shi Shi said, even more like an idler than he was: “Staff, would you please give me three cups of tea?”

Dr. Tea smiled and said, “Here we come!”

I thought to myself: “These three silly guys are here again. It’s a pity that they look more decent than the other, but their brains are sicker than the other ones. What kind of gods or immortals are they? What kind of ghosts or gods are they? These people are sick, so what’s the use of being decent?”

Xie Lian still took the seat by the window.After they all sat down, Nanfeng said: “Why do you come here to talk? Are you sure that no one else will hear you?”

Xie Lian said: “It doesn’t matter. Even if others hear it, they won’t care. They will only think that we are sick.”

“…”

Xie Lian was moved by emotion, and Xiao was reasonable: “Let’s agree first that you don’t quarrel anymore today, otherwise things won’t work. We don’t know when we can get rid of this ghost groom, so the three of us will have to waste time together. You should think carefully about whether what I said makes sense.”

Nanfeng and Fuyao twitched their lips and said, “…Okay.”

Xie Lian said: “Okay. After calming down for a night, have you thought of any solutions?”

Fuyao’s eyes lit up and he said coldly: “Kill!”

Nanfeng said: “Nonsense!”

Xie Lian said: “Nanfeng, don’t be so cruel. Fuyao is right. The fundamental way to solve the problem is to kill. The question is where to go, who to kill, and how to kill. I have a suggestion…”

At this moment, there was a sound of gongs and drums on the street, and the three of them looked out the window.

It’s that team of gloomy and miserable people “seeing off relatives” again.This procession of men and horses played and trumpeted, and shouted and trumpeted, as if they were afraid that others would not hear.Nanfeng frowned and said, “Didn’t you say that you don’t dare to make a fuss about getting married to locals near Junshan?”

Each of the team was a strong black man, with tense expressions and muscles, and cold sweat on their foreheads, as if what they were carrying was not a joyous sedan, but a life-stealing guillotine.I wonder what kind of person is sitting in the sedan?

After pondering for a moment, Xie Lian was thinking about going out to take a look. A gust of wind blew by, and the curtain on one side of the sedan was lifted by the wind.

The person behind the curtain was leaning in the sedan chair in a very strange posture.Her head was tilted, revealing a bright red mouth under the hijab, with an exaggerated smile.The sedan jolted, and the hijab slipped down, revealing a pair of wide-open eyes, staring in this direction.

It looked like a woman with a broken neck, laughing silently at them.

The author has something to say: I am also very disappointed that she is not a big Jiji girl.

As a warning, in the next copy, the author wants to write a very vulgar joke. I hope everyone can tolerate the author’s bad taste. Thank you in advance.