I collect gold fingers in the heavens

Chapter 885
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"It's said that a hundred years ago, after Cui Xianren slapped the emperor to death with one palm, he left behind a famous saying to warn the world, and then turned into a dragon and left."

"No one in the world has seen Immortal Cui again."

"The No. [-] pawnshop also escaped into the smoke and dust and is nowhere to be seen in the world. Only [Lu Yin] can enter it and gain the opportunity."

"Because of this, whenever [Lu Yin] appears in the world, it will attract a large number of heroes and strangers to chase after it. For a hundred years, because of it, I don't know how many bloody storms have been caused!"

"What exactly is this [Lu Yin]? How do you enter the fairy pawn shop through [Lu Yin]? In that mysterious fairy pawn shop, it is said that there are treasures that will allow people to ascend to the immortal in one step."

"Guys, we want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

Guobei County, upstairs Zhike, a storyteller with a sparse goatee, took a sip of thick tea to moisten his throat, looked around and said.

There were many people sitting upstairs in Zhike, and when they heard the storyteller [Broken Chapter], they felt as if a kitten was tickling them.

The old storyteller had a smile on his face, kept apologizing, and said good things, like a loach, and refused to continue talking, making the people upstairs in Zhike so angry that they wanted to draw their knives and kill the old storyteller.

Of course, this is a joke.

Guobei County is the territory of the practice family - the Yan family.

Anyone who dares to use weapons in Guobei County is slapping the Yan family in the face and will be punished by the Yan family's managers.

Also because of the existence of the Yan family, the order in Guobei County is still decent in this era of troubled times and people's livelihood.

In fact, Guobei County was not like this a hundred years ago.

At that time, outside Guobei County, there were demons wreaking havoc on the world, inside there were corrupt officials and fish and meat villages, and there were local tyrants and evil gentry oppressing the people. The life of the people could only be described as lingering.

Later, Yan Chixia, a generation of swordsmen, came here with her adopted son and lived in Lanruo Temple to suppress the thousand-year-old tree demon that has harmed the world.

The adopted son married and had children, and took root in the local area.

After more than a hundred years of development, the Yan family is deeply rooted in Guobei County.

The Yan family is an orthodox family, and the family style is extremely upright, so under its influence, the order in Guobei County is not bad.

At the very least, those county magistrates sent down from the imperial court dare not take too much money from the common people.

Like in the movie, the county magistrate of Guobei County asked for money when he opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut, which will never happen again.

Because if they really dared to do this, wouldn't they be afraid of a sword flying over from Lanruo Temple, wrapping around their necks and taking off the head of the county magistrate?
This kind of thing is not unheard of!
And the court didn't respond at all.

So the later county magistrates learned how to be good. In Guobei County, the Yan family is the sky, and they have to act according to the rules of the Yan family.

The demons have been suppressed by the Yan family for generations.

And officials are willing to be individuals.

Under such circumstances, even if Guobei County has not become particularly prosperous, the people's lives can still be lived.

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In the Zhike Building, there was a special table of guests, two monks.

One of them looked very young, with delicate features, innocent and undisciplined.

He looked at the old monk with white eyebrows and white beard opposite, and asked, "Master, is it true that the storyteller said that a hundred years ago, a fairy had an accident and wiped out the emperor with one palm?"

The old monk with white eyebrows and white beard was eating hard steamed buns slowly, while answering his apprentice's question, "It's not necessarily a fairy, but the emperor was killed at that time, it was indeed a practitioner."

A hundred years can wash away many traces and cover up a lot of history.

Many people in Zhikelou regard the history told by the storyteller as a story, as folk unofficial history, but only a few people know that what the storyteller tells is not just a story.

Just like the death of Emperor Jiajing 100 years ago.

According to the official history, Emperor Jiajing used the maid Hongwan to make alchemy, but was strangled to death by the unbearable court ladies.

Only unofficial history and folklore mention that Emperor Jiajing died of offending immortals.

But as time goes by, how many people will believe unofficial history and doubt official history?

Time is a great magician, the vicissitudes of life, it is the power to change everything.

If there is no extraordinary world, the information that may be written in the official history becomes the truth.

But this world is different, there are extraordinary powers, there are people who cultivate immortality, and a monk in the foundation establishment period can live for 200 years with a little effort.

Golden core monks live longer.

They are all witnesses to the history of that year, so the real history is still kept in their minds.

Zen Master Baiyun with white beard and white eyebrows is such a witness of history.

100 years ago, he was like this with white eyebrows and white beard, looking old and frail.

100 years later, he is still like this, but there is an extra young monk by his side—Shifang.

The young monk from the ten directions has an unstoppable curiosity on his face. According to Buddhism, it is a manifestation of the impurity of the six sense organs.

He only heard him ask again, "Master, do you know who this practitioner is? He dared to assassinate the emperor?"

It wasn't actually an assassination.

Instead, they came to the door openly.

With a real dragon, even in the Nascent Soul stage, he is among the best in strength. The world is so big, but there is nothing that can stop him.

Of course, there is no need to tell your stupid apprentice about these situations.

Zen Master Baiyun glanced lightly at the old storyteller.

The old storyteller also seemed to have sensed the unique gaze of Zen Master Baiyun in the crowd, turned his head, and smiled back at Zen Master Baiyun.

Zen Master Baiyun nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and explained to the young monk Shifang, "I don't know who this practitioner is. His origin is very mysterious."

"I only know that he was a very ordinary scholar at the beginning, and he didn't even pass the exam as a scholar. Later, he opened a mysterious pawnshop in Changling Town, pawning and selling various items related to cultivation, as if he had entered the Tao overnight. "

"Perhaps, he is really a fairy descended from the sky."

Zen Master Baiyun paused and said.

"The immortal descended to earth?" The little monk Shifang was very surprised. He didn't expect to hear this from his master. He couldn't help but asked again, "Then master, where is this immortal now?"

"I don't know!" Zen Master Baiyun shook his head. Perhaps no one in the entire practice world knows about this question. "The only time he left Changling Town was when he went to the court to get rid of the emperor at that time. After that, he disappeared."

"Has he returned to the fairyland?" The little monk Shifang said innocently, "Is there really a fairyland in this world?"

"I'll have to wait for you to see this later." Zen Master Baiyun said lightly, "Let's go, Shifang."

Saying that, Zen Master Baiyun stood up.

"Master, where are we going?" Seeing this, the young monk Shifang quickly picked up the shelf next to him.

"To meet an old friend." Zen Master Baiyun replied, "At the same time, it is also a night."

"Oh." The little monk Shifang followed behind Zen Master Baiyun, "By the way, master, didn't you just talk about [Lu Yin]? Then what is [Lu Yin]?"

"Lu Yin?" Hearing these words, Zen Master Baiyun looked thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)