134 “Blessing from Heavenly Official” Chapter 133

☆、Chapter 133 The King of Knowing Ghosts Prefers the King of Playing Ghosts

Originally, he only planned to keep all the suspicious ghost clothes and investigate on his own, but he didn’t want Lingwen’s casual words to catch him a shocking flaw. As soon as Xie Lian came to his senses, he took advantage of the trick and deceived him along the way.In the end, no trace of the spirit text was left behind.

Lingwen stood frozen.Xie Lian said: “Of course, you don’t have to admit it, but it is very simple to know whether it is true or false. As long as I take that piece of clothing to the Shenwu Palace now, let it change into a form in front of the emperor, and ask you if you can see what it has become, the truth will come to light.”

The Jinyi Immortal sucked the blood of more than 500 people when she was living in the world. It was an evil thing with a deep yin energy.If Lingwen just broke into the Shenwu Palace to steal the brocade clothes without having time to use it to harm others, it wouldn’t be considered a heinous crime or an unforgivable crime.However, Lingwen was selected first and then ascended.The earliest time when the legend of Jinyi Xian spread was far later than the year when Ling Wen was ordered.

That is to say, Lingwen was made into a fairy in brocade clothes as a priest after entering the heavenly realm to serve!

The priest who is supposed to protect the safety of mortals has instead trapped and killed mortals. He should be strictly investigated and dealt with. Not to mention that the mortal being trapped and killed is a future priest. I am afraid that this matter cannot be solved easily.Lingwen sighed and said: “Your Highness, you are really…”

After a pause, she said: “Maybe I am unlucky and this matter happened to you. Although there are only two of us in Lingwen Palace today, you and I have been friends for hundreds of years. However, I think if I ask you to turn a blind eye for the sake of our long-term friendship, you will probably not agree. Next, you should persuade me to go to Shenwu Palace to plead guilty on my own, right?”

Thank you for your pity and sigh.Although he and Lingwen had known each other for hundreds of years and had always had business contacts, and although they had never been close friends, the relationship between the two was quite good. Even when he had just ascended for the third time and everyone laughed at him for being a shabby immortal, Lingwen never neglected him at all. On the contrary, he took great care of him.By chance, the task of Jin Yi Xian was assigned to him, and finally he found out that it was wrong to report it, and it would be even more impossible not to report it.

Xie Lian said sincerely: “I am also unlucky.”

Lingwen crossed his arms and shook his head: “Your Highness, you are a person… sometimes you are very smart, sometimes you are not smart; sometimes you are soft-hearted, and sometimes you are hard-hearted.”

After a pause, she said: “Where is that dress now?”

Thanks for the pity: “It’s in my hands. I will personally send it to the Shenwu Palace later.”

Lingwen nodded, seemingly speechless.Xie Lian added: “So, can you tell me why the Jin Yi Xian doesn’t work on Lang Ying?”

Lingwen said: “I can probably guess it. However, if Your Highness wants to know the answer, can you agree to my request first?”

Thanks for the pity: “You say.”

Lingwen said: “Can you let me have a look? Jinyi Xian.”

Xie Lian was startled.Ling Wen said: “Just give me a day. After all, if I go to Shenwu Temple to plead guilty on my own, I’m afraid I won’t have a chance to see it. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to do anything, but I was really surprised when you said yesterday that he had appeared.”

She shook her head, her eyes slightly distracted, and said: “…I have never seen Bai Jin appear in all these years.”

Thanks for pity: “Is that young soldier’s original name Bai Jin?”

Lingwen seemed to have just come back to his senses and said: “Oh. Yes, but generally others call him Xiaobai.”

Xie Lian said: “Xiao Bai? It sounds…” It’s a bit like barking a dog, but also a bit like calling an idiot.Lingwen smiled and said, “That’s what you are thinking now. I gave him the name Bai Jin. Others never call him that, so not many people know it. However, if you call him that, he will be very happy.”

In the legend of Jin Yi Xian, the way the young man’s beloved woman treated the young man only made people feel cruel and terrifying. Either she had deep-seated hatred, or she was born cold-blooded.However, when Lingwen mentioned the young man, his tone was very easy-going, without any tenderness or hatred. He only said: “Okay? If your highness is afraid that I will escape, why not use Ruoxie to lock me up. I am not a god of war, so I can’t escape.”

For some reason, Xie Lian felt that he should believe Ling Wen. He pondered for a moment, nodded slowly and said, “Okay.”

The two of them pretended that nothing happened and left the Lingwen Hall.When walking on Xianjing Street, I still greeted other priests passing by as usual.Lingwen’s expression was as usual, and it was impossible to tell that her hands in her sleeves had been locked by Ruoxie.Not far away, they bumped into Pei Ming who was returning from patrolling the streets. The two said hello, stood on the roadside, exchanged greetings, and chatted a few words. Pei Ming stared at Xie Lian, who was slightly wary and said, “Why is General Pei looking at me like this?”

Pei Ming touched his chin and said sincerely: “To be honest with you, Your Highness, I feel frightened when I see you now. I always feel that something will happen to anyone standing next to you. So when I saw you walking with Lingwen, my heartbeat accelerated again. Lingwen, you must be careful lately.”

Lingwen laughed and said: “How could it be possible? General Pei, don’t be ridiculous.” Xie Lian couldn’t laugh or cry.In a sense, Pei Ming’s feeling is really accurate.

Returning to Bodhisattva Temple, from a distance, I saw Lang Ying leaning under an old tree in front of the temple, playing with the broom carelessly with his left hand. A pile of swept golden fallen leaves was piled at his feet.Xie Lian squinted for a while, then deliberately walked over with heavier footsteps. Lang Ying did not look back, but she must have been aware of their presence. She changed her posture very naturally and continued to sweep the floor. When she turned around, she seemed to see Xie Lian and Lingwen walking slowly.Xie Lian coughed lightly and said, “I’m sweeping the floor again.”

Lang Ying nodded.Seeing him like this, Xie Lian couldn’t help it. He pretended to be an elder and touched the top of his head, praising him: “Good boy.”

Lang Ying accepted it peacefully.Lingwen looked at them and refused to comment. Xie Lian led her to open the door of Bodhisattva Temple and said: “It’s right here…”

Unexpectedly, as soon as they opened the door, they saw a figure squatting in front of the merit box and secretly stuffing gold bars. Xie Lian hurriedly went up to drag him away and said: “Qiying, don’t stuff it anymore, it’s really enough. I haven’t gotten out the ones you stuffed last time, they are already stuck.”

Lingwen nodded and said, “Hello, Your Highness Qiying.”

Quan Yizhen also said to her: “Hello.”

In the center of the Bodhisattva Temple stood a wooden shelf, with a simple linen garment hanging on the shelf. Of course, this was only what Xie Lian saw.Lingwen stepped forward and stared at it for a while. The clothes showed no reaction. She turned her head and said, “Your Highnesses, I want to see it alone here, is that okay?”

Thanks for the pity: “Okay.”

Ruoxie tied up Lingwen’s hands. She was not a god of war, so she would basically not cause any trouble. Xie Lian felt relieved and put his hand on Quan Yizhen’s shoulder, saying: “Get out.”

One thing was sort of solved, and Xie Lian relaxed a little.It happened that the neighbors brought a bunch of fruits and vegetables, so he took them to the kitchen and prepared to cook.It can be said that he is indomitable.After a few days, Quan Yizhen seemed to have regarded his Bodhisattva Temple as a farmhouse, jumping up and down, sometimes climbing trees, sometimes stealing melons, sometimes fishing, and sometimes catching frogs.Without paying attention, Xie Lian was touched into the kitchen and stole a sweet potato.He felt empty, and when he turned around, he saw Quan Yizhen sneaking out with sweet potatoes in his mouth. He hurriedly said: “It’s not ready yet, don’t eat it!”

However, it is because it is not ready yet that I have to eat it quickly. When it is ready, I will not be able to eat it.Xie Lian shook his head and saw Lang Ying coming over. He narrowed his eyes and said, “Lang Ying, are you free? Come and help me chop some vegetables.”

Lang Ying was originally going to snatch the sweet potatoes that Quan Yizhen had stolen. After listening to Xie Lian’s words, she came over to help without saying a word. She picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, pressed down on the cabbage, and cut it carefully with one knife.Xie Lian looked at him, turned his head, and while washing the rice, he said casually: “Lang Ying, you have seen a lot of the gods and ghosts who have come to our Bodhisattva Temple, right?”

Every one of them is weird.Lang Ying said behind him: “Yes.”

Xie Lian said: “Then, let me ask you a question: If you were asked to choose, which one do you think is the most handsome among these gods and ghosts?”

Lang Ying was chopping vegetables, seemingly thinking.Xie Lian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “Say it. Just tell the truth in your heart.”

So, Lang Ying replied: “You.”

Xie Lian smiled and said: “Except for me.”

Lang Ying said: “The one in red.”

Xie Lian couldn’t help but laugh so hard that he was going to be internally injured.

He said seriously: “Well, I think so too.”

After a pause, Xie Lian asked again: “Then who do you think is the most powerful?”

Lang Ying still answered: “The one in red.”

Xie Lian quickly asked: “Who is the richest?”

“The one in red.”

“Which one do you admire the most?”

“The one in red.”

“Which one is the stupidest?”

“The one in green clothes.”

These questions were so closely connected that he actually changed his words in a timely manner, which shows his quick thinking and clever reaction.Xie Lian said: “Well, it seems that you quite like the brother in red. His name is Huacheng. Remember it. So, do you think he is very good?”

Unknowingly, Lang Ying’s knife seemed to be several times faster and she said: “Very good.”

Xie Lian said: “Then, if you have time, do you think we should invite him to our place again?”

Lang Ying said: “Yeah. Of course. It’s necessary.”

Xie Lian said: “I think so too. However, his subordinates said that he has been very busy recently and must be busy doing very serious things. I think it is better not to disturb him.”

After this sentence, Lang Ying’s “哢哢” sound of chopping vegetables suddenly became a lot louder. Xie Lian held on to the stove and endured the twitching of his abdominal muscles while laughing.Quan Yizhen suddenly poked his head in from the window, took a bite of sweet potato, looked at it twice, and said to Lang Ying: “You cut it into such small pieces, it doesn’t taste good.”

Lang Ying said: “Huh? What did you say?”

Xie Lian looked back and saw that it was not just broken, but was shattered into dregs. He coughed lightly and said: “Oh, it’s true, your sword skills are too bad.”

“…”

After pouring a lot of messy ingredients into the pot, Xie Lian clapped his hands and decided to let them cook for an hour. He left the kitchen and read the spiritual text. Still staying in the temple, he continued to work and dug out a slightly larger wooden sign from the firewood pile. He borrowed pen and ink from the village chief’s house and sat at the door, holding the wooden sign in one hand and the pen in another hand.Lang Ying also came over. She looked up gratefully and said warmly: “Lang Ying, are you literate? Can you write?”

Lang Ying said: “Yes.”

Thanks for the pity: “How about your calligraphy?”

Lang Ying said: “General.”

Thanks to pity: “It doesn’t matter, as long as you can see clearly, please do me a favor.”

He handed the wooden plaque and pen to Lang Ying, and said with a smile: “We have never had a plaque in the temple, why don’t you write one for me?”

“…”

Under Xie Lian’s urging, Lang Ying picked up the pen.The small pen seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds in his hand, and he could not swing it no matter what.

After a long while, he seemed to have given up and put down the pen and board. A helpless voice came from behind the bandage: “…Brother, I was wrong.”

This voice is not Lang Ying at all, it is clearly that of Huacheng, but it is clearer than before, and it is the voice of a young man.Xie Lian crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. Seeing him struggling for a long time, he finally surrendered. He couldn’t bear it anymore and fell to the ground laughing: “Sanlang is really busy!”

The author has something to say: This author stamps Huahua as the most handsome!I’m very objective!!!Huahua is also very objective!It’s all the truth!!!