Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 694 Gu Lang, Your Bed is Really Hard

Gu Xu inspected Jiaodong Province for a week, from Qingzhou to Yanzhou, to Laizhou, and then to Dengzhou, inspecting the people's conditions along the way and checking the layout of the spiritual energy conversion formations and deduction formations in various places.

The enemies from the Lingxiao Realm did not come to him as he expected.

However, the sense of crisis brought to him by the authority of "heaven's will" became increasingly stronger.

The last stop of the trip to Jiaodong is Yishui County.

Gu Xu stayed the longest in this "dragon's rising place" in the eyes of the world.

He first came to the Exorcist Office where he had practiced and worked as an official in the past, and stopped for a long time, quietly gazing at the familiar gate.

The pair of stone sculptures of Suanni are still guarding on both sides of the gate. Although their surfaces are mottled due to erosion by wind and rain, their majestic aura has not diminished in the slightest.

The bluestone steps in front of the door had long become as smooth as a mirror after being trampled by countless officials.

Entering the gate, the courtyard is simple and quiet. Ancient cypress trees stand on both sides, and under the light of lanterns, their branches and leaves interweave into dense shadows.

From time to time, yamen runners walked under the shade of the trees with case files in their hands.

Directly opposite is the solemn main hall of the Exorcism Department.

In the past, during those deep and quiet nights, Chen Jisheng could often be seen buried in his papers, working tirelessly.

Today, the appearance of the government office remains unchanged, but the familiar faces of the past are no longer there.

Instead, there was a group of young monks whom Gu Xu had never met but who were full of vitality.

They were either chatting and laughing, walking out of the main door to perform their daily patrols and ghost-killing tasks, or sitting cross-legged in the back room, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, closing their eyes and practicing with concentration.

"Your Majesty," Ma Qin, the current governor of the Exorcism Department of Yishui County, stood beside the incognito Gu Xu and reported respectfully, "Since we set up the spiritual energy conversion formation in the government office according to your request, the cultivators' cultivation has progressed rapidly. In the past month, three people have broken through from the first realm to the second realm..."

Looking at the young king in blue clothes and with a heroic appearance in front of him, Ma Qin's thoughts would always drift back to three years ago unconsciously, when they participated in the promotion assessment together, and the scene of them slaying demons side by side in the illusion of Wen Gu Hu was still vivid in his mind.

At that time, Ma Qin was amazed by Gu Xu's amazing talent for cultivation and profound knowledge. He thought to himself that this young man would surely rise rapidly in his career in the future, and perhaps even gain the favor of the bigwigs in Luojing and become one of the future senior executives of the Great Qi Exorcist Bureau.

However, what Ma Qin had never expected was that Gu Xu actually overturned the sky of Dahuang in one fell swoop, replaced Emperor Tianxing, and ascended the throne of the Supreme.

After Ma Qin finished speaking, Gu Xu's eyes showed a hint of appreciation and affirmation, and he said lightly: "Governor Ma, are you willing to develop in Qingzhou Prefecture in the future?"

"Your Majesty..." Ma Qin was slightly surprised and dazed for a moment.

"You have made outstanding achievements in Yishui County, and both the people and the monks have praised you highly. It may be a waste for a talent like you to govern an entire county. I intend to promote you to Qingzhou Prefecture and serve as a sixth-rank centurion." At this point, Gu Xu smiled slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What do you think, Master Ma of Qingzhou?"

Hearing the words "Lord Ma of Qingzhou", Ma Qin immediately lowered his head, secretly sighing in his heart that even though His Majesty had ascended the throne, his temperament had not changed at all. He was still the non-serious person he was before - no, it should be said that he was humorous and easy-going, and would even joke with him about this matter.

He clasped his hands together, bowed and said, "Your Majesty's kindness, Ma Qin dare not fail. I am willing to accept this position and do my best to perform my duties in Qingzhou Prefecture and will not disappoint Your Majesty's expectations."

As he spoke, he couldn't help thinking: Your Majesty really keeps his word! Three years ago, he casually said, "I respectfully invite Lord Ma of Qingzhou to show his mighty power." As a result, three years later, he actually became "Lord Ma of Qingzhou."

Ma Qin was also planning that after he put on his new official robe, he would show off in front of his old friends in Qingzhou Prefecture.

Those people once said that with his talent for cultivation and family background, the best he could do in this life was to be an eighth or ninth rank minor official.

Who would have thought that after the change of dynasties, as long as he did his job conscientiously and steadily, someone as ordinary as him would have the opportunity to rise step by step.

It seems that Your Majesty has not only changed the name of the country in the Great Wilderness World, but also completely overturned the original order of this world.

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Gu Xu did not stay in the yamen for long. With a flash of his body, he tore through the space and came to the door of No. 17 Ping'an Lane where he used to live.

He used the magic of cause and effect to hide his body, and even though people were coming and going around him, they all ignored him, like a piece of air.

This simple and small house, as the former residence of the current monarch, has long been fenced off by the government. Today, many Yishui people, and even foreign travelers, regard this place as a holy place.

They stood outside the fence, clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, prayed, and muttered something.

Gu Xu could hear clearly that some people prayed for good weather and good harvests; some prayed for his blessing to pass the next year's Tongsheng exam or the Exorcist Department promotion assessment; some prayed for a successful breakthrough, and some even prayed for a marriage...

"They really treat me as an omnipotent being," Gu Xu smiled helplessly, and sighed in his heart, "If I were really such a god, doing the work of the God of Five Grains, the God of Wenchang, the God of Yue... at the same time, I would probably have died of exhaustion long ago."

He paused for a moment, then stepped forward, as if he had turned into an insubstantial shadow, and easily passed through the fence in front of him, passed through the formation he had set up with his own hands, and returned to the house where he once lived and practiced.

The furnishings in the house are as simple as before.

The old wooden desk, the old wooden chair with mottled paint, the plain bamboo mat... nothing seems to have changed.

The only difference was that the little book boy that was painted on the familiar old screen was now nowhere to be seen.

Gu Xu smiled slightly.

He drew this little book boy himself, how could he not know where he went?

A voice came from behind the screen: "Young Madam, please have some tea!"

Gu Xu walked straight over and saw a beautiful woman in a red dress lying lazily on the couch where he used to sleep.

Huarong is graceful, with a slender body.

Lips are red without any cream, and temples are black without any smoky smoke.

Her dress was casually and loosely worn, slightly revealing her snow-white neck and shoulders. Her skin was delicate and smooth, like a freshly peeled lychee.

The little servant boy stood beside the couch with his head bowed respectfully, and was about to hand the teacup in his hands to the woman lying on the couch with both hands.

"Get out!" Gu Xu looked at the little servant, snatched the teacup from his hand, and ordered unceremoniously, "Have you cleaned up the outside?"

"Hang...Hang, sorry, Master!"

The little book boy bowed to him and walked around the screen dejectedly, with a look of grievance. He picked up the broom in the corner and began to clean the house seriously.

The woman on the couch saw this scene, chuckled, and couldn't help but joked: "Your Majesty is really jealous!"

Gu Xu held the teacup, sat down beside her, and said with a smile: "Yan'er is so beautiful today, no one is allowed to look at her except me."

Zhao Yan knew in her heart that he was angry at a painting that was so vivid and lifelike, and he was obviously showing it on purpose to make her happy.

But even though she knew it was a joke, she still felt particularly happy when she saw him asserting his sovereignty with a jealous look on his face.

She sat up straight on the couch, put her arms around Gu Xu's waist and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"Gu Lang, have you lived here all these years?"

"Ah."

"This bed is very hard. Are you used to sleeping on it?"

"I spent most of my nights practicing, had very little sleep, and never cared whether the bed was soft or hard."

A trace of heartache flashed across Zhao Yan's eyes, and her hands involuntarily hugged him tighter, and she said softly: "You really suffered a lot in the past!"

"To be honest, I didn't feel like I was suffering at the time," Gu Xu said calmly. "After all, compared to those poor people who were starving and homeless, I was lucky to have a courtyard house left by my parents and to be alive and well."

(End of this chapter)