I'm an immortal in heaven

As soon as the old man put his neck into the hemp rope snare, Fang Jian blew, and the hemp rope snapped.

The old man took a few breaths, and then opened his eyes, only to see a majestic and majestic face.

"Old man, did you hang yourself?" Fang Jian asked.

"." The old man stood up slowly, then looked at Fang Jian and said, "Young man, since you can see it, don't bother my old man."

Fang Jian smiled and said: "I want to accumulate some virtue, and I will save you when you go up."

The old man was taken aback, and said: "This is how to accumulate Yin virtue?"

"Yes." Fang Jian nodded and said, "You go up once, and I save you once, that's one bad virtue. I rescue you down, and you go up again, and I save you again, that's two bad virtues."

Speaking of this, Fang Jian pinched his fingers and counted: "In this way, I can accumulate hundreds of evil virtues a day, old man, since you don't want to live anymore, you might as well brush it up for me. Oh, how about not accumulating any evil virtues?"

The old man had a sad face and frowned. Hearing Fang Jian's words, he couldn't help saying, "Young man, I don't think you are very old. Why are you so wicked?"

"How can this be called wickedness?" Fang Jian said, "This is a great merit."

The old man shook his head and said: "If you do this, the Buddha will deduct your merits."

"Buddha can't deduct my merits." Fang Jian said: "Old man, are you still hanging?"

The old man stared at Fang Jian for a while, then looked back at the broken hemp rope, finally sighed, and sat down on the big rock at his feet.

Fang Jian smiled when he saw this, and then sat down on a dead tree root opposite the old man, "Old man, do you want to go?"

"I didn't think about it." The old man looked at Fang Jian and said, "It's just that I don't want to hang myself when I think of you accumulating virtue with me."

"Hahaha." Fang Jian laughed loudly, and then asked, "Old man, why can't you think about it?"

Hearing this, the old man sighed immediately, then looked at the third prince, then at Fang Jian, and asked, "Which family is the young man from?"

"He's from another place," Fang Jian said.

The old man nodded and said: "It turns out that you are a young master from another place. From my appearance, you must be a person who has read a lot of poetry and books. There are some things I don't understand, old man, and I want to ask you for advice."

Fang Jian heard the words and said, "Excuse me, old man."

The old man looked up at the sun in the sky, and then asked Fang Jian, "Master, do you think the sun is better, or the son?"

Fang Jian smiled and said, "For most people, it should be the son, right?"

"I can't see it." The old man looked at the sun and said, "The sun will work tirelessly every day, rising from east to west and setting in the west. It keeps me warm, but it doesn't ask me for any money or reward. But what about my son? He is my own son." Yes, his mother and I pulled him up with one hand, fed him, clothed him, I gave him whatever he wanted, we matched him with the wife he wanted to marry, and we gave him his property if he wanted it Later, he thought that our old couple was old and useless, so he kicked us out, and he didn't remember the kindness of nurturing. He wanted to give him the family property, he wanted to give him the land, and we also gave us the money he wanted. Give it to him, even his mother's dowry, he will go. Now we have nothing, old, useless to him, so he kicked us out. His mother died of illness last month, I even wrapped I didn't even have a straw mat for the corpse, so I asked him for it, and he said, "I am your son, you have to think about my son, and when my son and I have accumulated a lot of family property, I will build the most luxurious one for you two." tomb, now, the two elders should suffer first."

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but flow two lines of dirty tears from the corners of his dry and wrinkled eyes.

"Does the government not care?" Fang Jian asked.

The old man said: "I have approached the government and filed a complaint, but the government wants us old couple to prove that we are his parents. But we have lost everything, and the household registration book is not in our hands. How can we prove it?"

Having said that, the old man wiped away his tears, blew his nose, and asked Fang Jian, "Young master, tell me, is it better for the sun or the son? The sun doesn't want anything, but still shines on us every day. What about the son?" Want everything, but demand everything from us, and abandon us when we have nothing.”

"If you put it this way, the sun is better." Fang Jian said.

The old man said: "My son has been afraid of the sun since he was a child."

"Oh?" Fang Jian said differently: "Why?"

The old man said: "When he was naughty, he went swimming in the river, and then fell asleep on the grass by the river. When he woke up, his whole body was sunburned and a layer of skin peeled off. It took medicine for a year to cure it. Since then From then on he was afraid of the sun, every time he
If you want to go out to do things, you have to wait for the sun to set before you dare to go out. "

"Is this God's punishment for him because he saw that he was an unfilial son?" asked the old man.

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Yes."

"Sigh." The old man said: "Young master, thank you, you are willing to listen to me, an old man, say these things, and it will be much easier to say."

Fang Jian quickly asked: "Then are you still hanging yourself?"

"I'll think about it again," said the old man.

Fang Jian smiled and said, "Old man, why don't you become the sun."

"???" The old man looked at Fang Jian in surprise, "Being the sun? What do you mean?"

Fang Jian smiled and said: "The sun shines on all things, without asking for anything in return. As long as you follow the virtues of the sun, you are also the sun in the world."

The old man's eyes widened in an instant, and he said after a while, "Old man, I have also studied in a private school for several years, and I can understand what you say. You want me to imitate the sun and help others without asking for anything in return?"

"Yes." Fang Jian nodded.

The old man said: "But now I have nothing, only a handful of old bones."

Fang Jian smiled and said, "Have you considered going to the temple to chant scriptures and pray for people to save the souls of the dead?"

"Leaving home?" the old man exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes." Fang Jian said: "Perhaps this is the only place where you can imitate the virtues of the sun, old man."

"It's better than hanging from this tree," Fang Jian said.

The old man turned around and looked at the tree that was just about to hang himself. At this time, a bright light was lit in his heart, dispelling the grief and haze in his heart.

But when he turned around and wanted to speak to Fang Jian, he found that Fang Jian had disappeared. He searched everywhere immediately, but he didn't see Fang Jian's figure, as if he had never appeared before.

"Immortal!" When the old man came to his senses, he immediately exclaimed, and then shouted loudly: "It is the immortal who came down to rescue me, it is the immortal who came to rescue me!"

The old man's voice resounded through the forest, and immediately startled the birds in the forest.

After Fang Jiandu transformed the old man, he came all the way to the small power of Xuanhe Dragon King in Xiniu Hezhou.

This is in the midst of a mountain range, the Xuanhe Dragon King built pavilions and pavilions with his magic power, and the silk and bamboo in the pavilions are pleasant to the ear, and the shadows are fragrant. It doesn't feel like a serious place at first glance.

Fang Jian changed his appearance with wishful transformation, and then entered it.

It was very easy for him to come in. There were only two guards at the gate who questioned him briefly, and then let him in.

After a brief understanding, Fang Jian realized that this place is called "Huanyi Building". The Xuanhe Dragon King is rich and powerful, so he recruited hundreds of banshees to work for him in this building.

As for what to do, I know everything I know, and at the same time, only monks are accepted here, so when the banshees are doing things, they also have to help Xuanhe Dragon King to inquire about Yuqing Dragon Girl.

"Friend Daoist, do you want to order food?" A beautifully dressed, glamorous and enchanting female monster twisted her waist and asked in front of Fang Jian.

Fang Jian frowned and said, "Order?"

The female monster smiled charmingly, and then clapped her hands. The next moment, the door of the pavilion opened wide, and more than 20 female monsters with different styles came out in a neat queue wearing all kinds of blood-spitting clothes.

"Order." The female monster put a hand on Fang Jian's shoulder, with a seductive and mysterious smile on her face.

But at the next moment, a ray of divine light flashed across Fang Jian's body, and the female monster was sent flying by the divine light with a scream, and was knocked back to its original shape after landing. It turned out to be a leopard cat demon.

"Sister!" The more than 20 female demons saw the trembling leopard cat demon lying on the ground, and hurried forward to hug him.

And Fang Jian raised his hand at this time, pointed to the outside of the attic and said, "Go out."

Those banshees gave Fang Jian a bitter look, then turned their heads and walked out of the attic. The last one walking was a young witch who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a trace of innocence on her face.

Before the young witch left, she turned around and made a ghostly look at Fang Jian, and said, "Why are you here pretending to be serious, hypocrisy! Hmph!"

Fang Jian raised his hand a little, and the young witch's upper and lower lips suddenly grew together, and the young witch suddenly let out a sound of 'woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" .

As those witches left, only after a cup of tea, a Taiyi Xuanxian Qi machine appeared in the attic.

Fang Jian knew that it was the Xuanhe Dragon King who came without raising his head. He brewed a cup of spiritual tea for himself and said as if self-serving: "As the Xuanhe Dragon King, the sixth-rank immortal official of the Heavenly Court, you ran to Xiniu Hezhou The practice world is here to open a brothel, you are really courageous."

Xuanhe Dragon King, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. When those witches came to him to complain, he thought that there was another person who was short-sighted to make trouble, but he didn't expect that this time it was someone who knew his details.

The Xuanhe Dragon King immediately appeared, then waved his hand to close the door of the attic room, and set up a barrier, then he cupped his hands at Fang Jian and asked, "Who do you dare to ask?"

Immediately, Fang Jian's body turned with a celestial light, and the transformation was instantly removed, showing his true colors.

Xuanhe Dragon King couldn't help but change his face in astonishment, looked at the robe on Fang Jian's body and said in surprise: "Lingxiaoyu belt robe?!"

Although he has never seen Fang Jian, he has seen such fetishes as the Qingxia Jade Dou Qilin Robe and the Ling Xiao Jade Belt Robe, because many bigwigs in today's court have given this kind of robes before, such as Erlang Zhenjun , Emperor Zhenwu, Emperor Qinghua of Dongji.