The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 18

Those who live in the protocol department should not have much malice, Shang San'er said: "Then let's talk about it tomorrow, I will go see my mother first!"

The Chenghuang just announced, but there was no sound from behind.

Ever since she moved into the city lord's mansion, because my mother was afraid at night, Shang San'er slept with her outside her bedroom.

Shang San'er went out overdue, of course the old lady was afraid, but it was not because of the empty bedroom and the dead city lord's mansion, but because she was worried about what happened to her ineffective son.

In this world, the wilderness has always been dangerous, and it is not as dangerous as being in the city.

Shang San'er hurried back to see his wife first.When we met, he hurriedly explained it again, and he said again: "The conscience of heaven and earth, in fact, it was Tu Zhuang who only responded to me three days ago. He came back late, and he was not just playing around outside. Don't beat me, old lady!"

The old lady said "hmm": "I'm doing business, I won't beat you, have you eaten yet?"

With a heart in his stomach, Shang San'er laughed: "I roasted two pheasants during the day, so I'm not hungry now!"

Going outside to tidy up his bed, Shang San'er was busy, and asked again: "I'm not here for a few nights, old lady is scary?"

The old lady responded to him inside: "Don't be afraid, it's just that the city lord's mansion is big, so it's not good to be empty after all!"

"After living in it for a few days, the house with carved dragons and painted phoenixes will no longer be rare. If my mother is not used to it, I will accompany you back to the old house!"

"Bah! Who wants to go back to that poor house?"

The old lady took a sip, and then said: "I was coaxed by you to become an earth fairy, just to guard you, and I can't learn much. Just as you said, our mother and I are at the bottom of the earth fairy. Can't compare! You are the lord of the city, relying on the luck you have accumulated in several lifetimes. You are not capable enough. You must not be frivolous and frivolous. You must stand up and do a good job, so that others will not look down on you. In the future, the butcher will come , how can I go back to the old house and tell him to wait for a joke? Do the right thing, and you will act more upright in the future, don't always offend people!"

"I know, mother!"

The son came back happily, and the old woman sighed softly, and she knew that she was not sincere, and she didn't know how angry Tu Zhuang was when he was run over by him, and whether he would get along well in the future.

In the past, when she was so sleepy, the old lady couldn't even wake her up, but now Tian Qiming wakes up naturally without her urging.

This is strange, there is not a single chicken in the city, and I have not heard the crowing sound, but I will wake up when the time comes, and I will no longer fall in love with the bed!
The old lady was earlier than him, and there was no one in the room.

Now there is no chicken to feed, and the couple have not yet learned how to eat the breakfast of a rich family. The old lady will not be idle when she wakes up early-going around in the city lord's mansion, and she will repair the broken pillars and walls if they can be repaired. If you don't come, stay.

Shang San'er got up, but he couldn't see his old lady, so he poured the residual water in the bucket to wash up. He went to the backyard first, caressed the scorched ground surrounded by the bamboo fence, and murmured: "The meritorious bamboo, grow it quickly, and wait for it to be used." Mile!"

After talking to himself for a while, he looked for a bucket and went out with it.

Old dogs don't wag their tails, they just follow behind.

Don't take the alley shortcut, walk along Beitong Street and Xizheng Street, and walk out of the west gate.

The clear spring half a mile to the west of the city was filled with water, and then walked back slowly.

Asking the old dog to carry water was easy, and Shang San'er was not a diligent person, but sometimes, he was just bored and wanted to find something to do.

Pick up the cross street, put down the bucket, open the gate of Cao's mansion with bamboo strips, and ask Cao Si to change the water.

It has been agreed with Cao Si that if he wants to come to the city lord's mansion to make a living, he must help carry water.If Shang San'er is not at home, Cao Si picks them all. When he is at home, each person picks half the distance.

Shang San'er was already at a disadvantage, the Main Street was longer than the Tong Street, and there was still half a mile outside the city, so he was just pretending to be confused.

After waking up Cao Si, the guy asked in a daze in the room, "When did you come back?"

When Shang San'er left, he made an agreement with his old lady, and when this guy asked, he said that he had something to go to Longlin City, not Dilongshan.

"Last night! The water is at the intersection, it's up to you to pick the rest!"

Before Cao Si got up to open the door, he left first to meet the guests at the protocol department.

The old dog led the way, and he knew where the stranger who asked to see the city lord was.

With the current hearing ability, Chen Meier and grandma next door can clearly hear the conversation. Standing for a while, it seems to be talking about when her parents will arrive.

Hearing the excitement in Xiao Niangpi's tone, Shang San'er snorted softly.

"Dole! Dole! Dole!"

The neighbor next door also knew that Shang San'er had come in. When they knocked on the door, the conversation between the grandparents and grandchildren of the Chen family suddenly disappeared.

"Which... place?"

The voice was low and hoarse, uttering every single word, it sounded like an elderly woman.

Knowing that there is a female guest inside, Shang San'er replied: "Shang Chun, the lord of the Green Willow City, returned last night. I heard that the honored guest is looking for me, so I'm here to see you!"

When the name was registered, the guest door creaked, but no one opened it by itself.

In the room, sitting in front of the desk is a black-haired old lady, thin and thin, wearing a black dress. Her clothes and temple hair are well-groomed and clean, but her face is covered with wrinkled skin. Although she has no age spots, she is extremely white. It's normal, and the complexion is gloomy.

She doesn't look like a living person. When we first met, Shang San'er was startled by her appearance.

"Southern...Jin...Guo...Ke...Qing...Ma...Tong...City City...Master...Please...come in."

Really spit out word by word, listening to her, Shang San'er only felt his teeth hurt.

Together, it should be Ma Tong, a guest official of the Southern Jin Dynasty, please come in, the city lord.

People are not normal, so is their speech. In broad daylight, Shang San'er immediately felt that the VIP room was gloomy, and even standing outside the door felt cold.

Even if the old dog was around, Shang San'er didn't want to go in, let alone stay longer, and went straight to the topic outside the door: "I don't know why the distinguished guest came to my Green Willow City?"

Shang San'er refused to come in, and Ma Tong took it for granted. It was not easy for her to speak, and the audience also struggled, so she could only make a short story as long as possible: "I beg... land... plant... trees... ten... years... come and get it!"

Seeking land to plant trees, take ten years?
I understand the words, but why do you want to plant trees in my Green Willow City?
Seeing the city lord's doubts, Ma Tong explained a few more words: "New...dead...those...people...dead...land...it is appropriate...plant...wood...raise...ghosts."

"Raising ghosts?"

Shang San'er was even more surprised.

Is it her own ghost, or the ghost of the Green Willow City?

The City God said that his main job is to send the souls of the dead in the city into reincarnation. By the way, he turned the remnants of the souls into ear rewards for gods. If the Ma Tong family came to plant trees to raise ghosts, would they steal the City God to make a living?

Shang San'er didn't dare to agree to such things, but he had heard before that the Southern Jin Kingdom was thousands of miles away in the south of Dongshan County, with thirty or forty cities under its jurisdiction, and was very powerful. If the masculine Ma Tong family is really a guest of the Southern Jin Dynasty, he can't offend him casually.

Shang San'er could only say "drag" first, and Shang San'er respectfully said: "Your honorable guest, stay here to think about it, and I will answer you in the evening! I will ask the girl from the Chen family next door to bring me some food!"

Ma Tongshi nodded, stretched out his left hand on the table, and after letting go, there was a bright red date on the desk.

"If...can...allow...thank...li...get...zi...jujube...one!"

In the VIP room next door, the old lady Chen seemed to let out a soft cry.

Get Zizao?
This thing seems extraordinary?
I can't tell whether it is a strange fruit, but how dare I eat something that the ghostly old woman brought out?
After leaving, he thought about it, went home to collect incense, and went to the Temple of the City God.

Before entering the temple, offer incense.

The red-robed city god appeared in phantom: "The city lord has something to do, just call him, no need to come personally!"

Shang San'er shook his head lightly: "That Ma Tong family can raise ghosts, it's a bit scary, she might hear what you're talking about?"

The City God replied: "Don't worry, her ghost can't reach the Temple of the City God, she can't hear it!"

Shang San'er relaxed, and asked again: "Does the Ear God know her roots?"

The City God nodded: "The day before yesterday when she entered the city, I sent my ear to tell the gods to find out. She was indeed a guest of the Southern Jin Dynasty, known as the 'ghost mother-in-law'. Hearing of the catastrophe in the Green Willow City, she knew that she was dying, so she made a special trip to ask for land to plant trees. !"

Shang San'er was surprised: "Thousands of miles away, how quickly can the ear report to God?"

The City God shook his head: "There is no need to go to the Southern Jin Kingdom in person. The famous ninth-rank immortals in the nearby cities have special portraits and files in the Yabing Mansion of Longlin City. According to the rules of each city, those who come and go have to go to the protocol department to record the case first." , Tell me the reason! My family is paying attention to the gods, so I just need to inquire about it in Dragonscale City."

No wonder Tu Zhuang said that the governor of Dongshan County sent people to Longshan where he lived in seclusion, and he presumably also reported his roots in a certain city in Dongshan County.

Ma Tong's family is also a ninth-order human immortal, ghost mother-in-law?
Before one matter was over, Shang San'er became curious about others again: "The ninth-level immortals are all recorded, what about the earth immortals?"

The City God shook his head: "I'm a yin god, I'm weak, and I'm confined to one place, so I don't need to work hard; the yang god and earth fairy are different. Before I can achieve the magic weapon, I'm afraid that the life thing connected with the soul will be destroyed. So they don’t get involved in disputes, walk less in the world, or hide in famous mountains and marshes, or hide in their own lives, and it’s hard to find out if you report to God, and you can’t record the case.”

The magical function of bamboo leaves with meritorious virtues is to increase aura, which is rarely used by earth immortals. On the contrary, it is more important to improve the magic weapon and nourish the soul.

My own life creatures have the ability of endless life, so I am not so afraid of being broken, and I have already taken advantage of other sun gods and earth immortals.

Shang San'er nodded to show that he was educated, and then begged: "Master Chenghuang, the city is so lifeless now, and there will be evil troubles again in three to five years, and the earth immortals are hard to find, so we must ask more immortals to help. Repaying God, don’t just inquire about news in Longlin City, and go farther away! Below the ninth level, I’m too lazy to go to ask for it, but as long as the ninth-level immortals don’t have a home, they will have to go no matter how far away, please Some help!"

Little Poppi's eyes are on the top of his head, and he actually looks down on immortals below the ninth rank. This has nothing to do with the City God, but once again he mentioned to inquire about the outside world, because he is afraid that the City God will not be dedicated?
The City God replied: "I know the whereabouts of the ninth rank immortals who are still idle!"

Shang San'er was really happy: "Don't be in a hurry, wait until I find a treasure that can communicate with the city, otherwise it's hard to feel at ease when going out, does the City God know that there is such a treasure?"

As a Yin god who is hundreds of years old and in charge of the god of ear retribution, he knows a lot. The city god thought about it and answered him: "If you want to convey the message carefully, you must have a specific treasure, but it is not easy to find, and the price is also high; if it is only Through simple information, there are several types of strange objects, lovebirds, conch snails, wandering buckles, and horror thorns!"

Shang San'er was overjoyed: "Where can I get it?"

Chenghuang said: "In Longlin City, Duobao Pavilion often sells conch snails with six leaves. For the rest, you have to try your luck, or go to other cities to buy them!"

If it can be solved with virtuous bamboo leaves, it should...it shouldn't be a problem!
Without meritorious deeds, Shang San'er turned back to Ma Tong: "She planted trees to raise ghosts, won't she interfere with the City God?"

The City God shook his head: "She raises a spirit ghost. Although it hinders reincarnation, her own merits have nothing to do with me. She is a widow. I heard that the most powerful spirit ghost raised is her original husband!"

Watching the widow all his life, raising the soul of her husband as a spirit ghost?

No wonder she was wearing Ju Yi. The bright red was a wedding gown, and the big black was a mourning dress. She probably would have worn this for her entire life.

Shang San'er let out a long breath: "How can I allow her? What's the use of that jujube?"

The city god replied: "Allowing her to be the city lord's self-determination has nothing to do with me. The jujube is in line with the name, and the husband and wife eat it together, and the seventy-eight-year-old old woman, the god of the sun, the fairy, and the mountain demon can also conceive again. Duan is a rare thing in the world, a certain mountain god planted a lot a hundred years ago, and it was still common. I heard that it was destroyed by the mountain monster, and it gradually disappeared. The Duobao Pavilion has been looking for high prices all year round, and it has not been received for decades!"

"Hey! I'm young, what's the use of it?"

(End of this chapter)