All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 635 Devil Child?Lingzhu? !

Li Jinggui is the number one swordsman of the great merchants, and his 100% ability to catch a sword with bare hands made him famous all over the world. He took the position of the general soldier of Chentangguan, and won the favor of Yin Shiniang, one of the royal families of the Shang Dynasty.

Life is rich, high-ranking officials and rich salary, family is happy, and there are two filial and intelligent sons, Jin Zha and Mu Zha.

In the eyes of the people in Chentangguan, Li Jing is undoubtedly the winner in life.

It's just that in the past few years, a strange thing has happened in the Li family. Mrs. Yin, the wife of the Li family, has been pregnant for three years and has not yet given birth.

In the Yin and Shang Dynasties, although gods and men no longer lived together, immortals and Buddhas manifested their holiness, and sacrifices to gods and demons often occurred.In the countryside, there are also teenagers who accidentally awaken the ancient blood, whose power is not weaker than that of the Yellow Turban warriors; there are girls who are in charge of Yin and Yang, who reach the heavens to hear things, everything is invisible, and the heavens listen to it, waiting for years!

Three years of pregnancy is still within the acceptable range of the people of Chentangguan, but they are only occasionally worried whether Mrs. Yin is pregnant with the reincarnation of a god or a demon.

Most of the time, the people of Chentangguan are taking care of their own lives. Daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are the daily routine, and grief after losing [-] Wen is the mentality.

The gods who are high above the sky are far less kind than the door gods, the Lord Stove Lord.

Years passed by, there were only two small things, just like a stone falling into the lake and making ripples.

One thing is that a storyteller came from the south of the city. His sleeves were cool and he woke up the tree.

Another thing is that there is an extra fortune teller in the north of the city. He worships the Radiant Heavenly Venerable, and goes down to the Nuclear Explosion Patriarch.

Whenever the people of Chentangguan have important events such as going out, studying, getting married, and having children, they must ask a fortune teller for a divination.

The only fly in the ointment is that the fortune teller used the secret as an excuse, and said that theology is the enlightenment method of humanity, but humanity must grow after all, and we cannot always rely on the enlightenment teacher.

Nine hexagrams are counted on the ninth day of every month, one hexagram for one person, nine hexagrams for nine people, no more, no less.

Fortune-telling is work, and listening to books is life. The teahouses in the south of the city are full of people every day, and many people even rent a booth, waiting for the storyteller to update.

As soon as the storyteller in the green robe with two sleeves came out, there was a lot of applause, and many guests shouted in unison: "Mr. Yanglin, you stopped updating yesterday, when will you update?"

"That's right, today we are going to listen to the Three Immortals begging for medicine on Penglai Island. Last time you broke in a key place."

"Go, go, see what Penglai Island, I want to hear the dragon girl worship the gods, I haven't explained the appearance of the dragon girl last time!"

The teahouse was full of noise, and Mr. Yang Lin showed a trace of disdain for the appearance of all living beings in the world of mortals. Ordinary people are ordinary people, and the emotions are so agitated, it is really stupid.

However, it is the ignorance of mortals that gives me a place to display it.

"Ahem..." Concentrating the disdain in his pupils, Mr. Yang Lin took a shot of a gavel and shouted: "Since ancient times, how can mortals know about the mysterious and immortal things."

"Today we don't talk about the Dragon King and Water Lord, nor about the fairies and mistresses, but about the devil boy who came to the world."

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a Hunyuan pearl that divided good and evil. One day, it was surrendered by the great god, and they were reincarnated into the mortal world. The evil spirit was reincarnated in a small city near the sea."

"As the saying goes, the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change. After the reincarnation of the Hunyuanzhu evil spirit, he wanted to be an evil person and destroy humanity. He had accumulated three years of strength in his mother's womb. Once he was born..."

A story was told in a different way. Although it was not as interesting as the previous story, it was better than the truth, as if it happened around Chentangguan.

Suddenly, a spectator murmured: "Mrs. Yin seems to be pregnant for three years too!"

In an instant, the whole place was silent, and an old man stood up and scolded: "Master Li slays demons and demons, and has guarded Chentangguan for many years to protect the safety of one side. His child is a fairy boy, so he naturally has visions. What are you thinking about?" thing!"

The Li Mansion is quite prestigious in Chentangguan, so a story naturally won't cause much trouble.

Lord Yanglin rolled his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "It's just a story, it's just a hearsay, why take it seriously."

As he spoke, he glared at the onlookers.

The spectator who made the statement trembled, and laughed again and again: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I mistakenly regarded the story as an accident."

After all, it was just saying the wrong thing. The people of Chentangguan are honest and honest, and they are not unreasonable.Seeing this, the spectators took the opportunity to sneak out of the teahouse.

Mr. Yanglin took the opportunity to tell a few interesting stories, and just covered up a storm.

Under the dark night and high wind, in the reflection of the moonlight, Mr. Yanglin stood on the water, with a big blue turtle at his feet.

Yang Lin-jun scolded coldly: "You bastard, I almost let you ruin things today."

The cyan turtle quickly kowtowed and said, "Second Lord, forgive me, if it wasn't for that damned human old man who stopped me..."

"Enough is enough, a mistake is a mistake, if you can't do it today, then tomorrow." Lord Yanglin said coldly: "In a few days, you are going to come to the teahouse with a different face and cooperate with me in acting."

The cyan tortoise said in astonishment: "Second Monarch, tomorrow is the deadline to return to the Dragon Palace."

"I know this better than you." Lord Yanglin said quietly: "Father, Queen Mother, and Empress will understand, everything I do is for the Dragon Clan!"

"The third brother was born with the spirit pearl, and he is expected to be a Daluo fruit. This is the hope of our dragon clan. He must be a good soul, so that he can draw luck and use the power of the gods to prove the way!"

"The child in Chentangguan is destined to be a stepping stone for my third brother!"

The cyan tortoise wanted to speak again, but seeing the killing intent hidden in the depths of Lord Yanglin's pupils, he shrank back obediently.

It's better to be a turtle!
In the next few days, Mr. Yanglin from the tea house was full of witty words and told many stories. Although it was not as naked as the devil boy who came to the world, he must lead in the direction of demons harming people and reincarnation.

Coupled with the fact that some of the spectators stood up from time to time to praise and exaggerate, a seed of doubt was planted in the hearts of the people of Chentangguan.

Rumors stop at wise men, but what the world lacks most is wise men.

As the days passed, the doubts and fears in the hearts of the people became more and more intense. It seemed that as long as Nezha was born and did something bad, it would be confirmed that he was the reincarnation of a demon.

On the ninth day of September, when Shuangyang reunited, there was a change in Li's residence. Mr. Yang Lin told the last story of the devil child's harm, and prepared to rush to Li's residence in the north of the city.

Suddenly, Mr. Yanglin saw his biggest book fan, a wealthy businessman with a sad expression, leading his servants to the teahouse with a coffin.

"Mr. Yanglin?! You, you are still alive?" The rich merchant saw Mr. Yanglin as if he had seen a ghost.

Lord Yang Lin frowned, and snorted coldly: "Of course I'm still alive, I can live even if you die."

Mr. Yang Lin who was originally modest suddenly became arrogant, the rich businessman was not too surprised, because he was silent in the greater shock, the rich businessman murmured incredulously: "But Mr. Luo, a fortune teller from the north of the city, said that you are dying soon. "

(End of this chapter)