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Chapter 497 You are finished. I will make sure you will never get married!

Prison.

Dark, damp, and with a pungent smell.

Apart from the dim light coming from the torches at the jailer's post, there was no other light source.

Hong Chen was arrested as an accomplice of the bandits. Although he said that he killed those bandits himself, the government officials said that this could not rule out the possibility of internal strife and murder.

The woodcutter might just be Hong Chen's disguise.

This is rigorous and logical.

But from his current situation, it can be analyzed that the other party does not really want to reason with him.

Because this is the death row, only prisoners sentenced to death will be sent here to be detained and await execution.

How did Hong Chen know?

Of course, it was the cellmate next door who said that.

Sitting cross-legged as usual, Hong Chen closed his eyes and began to call with his mind.

moment.

His vision flashed, and he suddenly found himself in a magnificent palace.

In front of him stood the incarnation of Shinto dressed in crimson and with picturesque features, smiling and bowing towards him: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Why are you so slow?" Hong Chen took a few steps forward, sat on the main throne, picked up a peach and started eating it.

The Avatar sat down next to him and sighed, "In fact, if there weren't people enshrining our portraits above the death row, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hear your call."

"So absolute?"

This means that the connection between himself and the incarnation has also been restricted.

But it is normal to think about it. If he can use his divine cultivation to reach the incarnation of a mysterious immortal at will, then what difference does it make whether he is a mortal or not?
Shaking his head, Hong Chen said simply: "Get me out."

The avatar also said simply: "I can't do it."

Hong Chen opened his eyes wide: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

The avatar shrugged: "The queen didn't allow me to help you, so I'm brave enough to meet you."

Hong Chen was speechless.

"I've been put on death row. The next time I get out, I'll probably be executed."

"I don't think you're really going to die."

"What if? I can't gamble. After all, even if I reincarnate again, Master can still restore me to my original appearance, but what about the lost time? Don't forget that you just saved the Dragon King of Jinghe River, and the monk will be leaving soon."

"But I can't help you, otherwise Nuwa might destroy me directly. I'm certainly not afraid of death. As long as you are alive, I don't mind dying ten thousand times, but like you said, we can't lose this time."

After thinking for a moment, Hong Chen said, "I want information. This shouldn't be considered a help, right?"

"It counts? It doesn't count?" the avatar said softly. He felt that his neck didn't feel cold after saying both answers. He nodded immediately: "It doesn't count!"

"That's good. I want to know what those bandits did and why I was thrown into death row."

The avatar nodded and closed his eyes.

After Hong Chen ate two peaches and a pear, he opened his eyes.

"That group of bandits killed the entire family of an imperial censor, from the old to the young. The owner of the sword among the bandits was an old soldier, who used to be Hou Junji's personal soldier."

These two sentences make things clear.

It’s indeed me.

"Why did Hou Junji kill the entire family of the censor?"

"Because the censor said that his family bought land and abducted women by force."

"That's it?"

"The censor has evidence."

"Then he shouldn't dare to do anything."

"The censor's family is here to give him evidence."

"..."

Hong Chen was speechless and choked. After a while, he held his forehead and said, "So he is still a stupid censor!" Turning around, he asked again, "So where is the evidence?"

"The cavalry that arrested you are from the Black Armor Army. The evidence is on Li Shimin's desk. He is very angry right now."

Hearing this, Hong Chen suddenly felt relieved.

Since Li Shimin already understood the whole story, he, who was regarded as a suspect of "Hou Junji's subordinate", was safe.

After all, he is really just a pure woodcutter now.

The avatar smiled and bowed: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Hong Chen smiled and responded twice, then asked, "This time I came out of retreat and came to the mortal world so unexpectedly. What is the rank of my golden lotus?"

"It's already the eighth rank, but I think its potential is almost exhausted."

"You bring it to the Taoist temple on earth to cultivate it, spend more Three Lights Divine Water, and try your best to get the ninth grade." As he said this, Hong Chen silently called out to and requested his master in his heart.

The next moment, all the things in the Hutian space were moved out, including the bottle containing the Sanguan Holy Water. Hong Chen handed it to the incarnation.

"There are still seventy drops left. I won't feel bad if I use them all up."

The avatar gave a thumbs up: "So heroic!"

After thinking for a while, Hong Chen pushed the Ancestral Dragon Scale, the Original Phoenix Feather, and the Ancestral Qilin Bone to him and said, "Maybe you can try to grind them into powder and sprinkle them in the water to add some nutrition to the golden lotus?"

The avatar was stunned, touched his chin and said: "What you said makes sense, then I will try it later?"

“Must try!”

The difference between the ninth-grade golden lotus and the eighth-grade golden lotus is not as simple as one grade.

The ninth-grade golden lotus can be used in the Qiankun Cauldron to refine into an innate magic weapon, but the eighth-grade golden lotus does not even have the qualifications to enter the Qiankun Cauldron.

After explaining this matter, Hong Chen asked again: "Have Lu Bu and the others set out?"

"We just set out this morning, six generals each leading a unit."

"Tell me, can I call back Lu Bu and Dian Wei to serve as my guards?"

"It's better not to do this. Nuwa will send them into reincarnation. Besides... you are a mortal now, aren't you afraid that Lu Bu will stab you?"

"..."

Hong Chen sighed, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Liangjie Mountain has become Xuanling Mountain. Xuanzang still has to pass by here."

The avatar smiled and said, "I understand. Don't worry. I will make sure he is comfortable."

Afterwards, the two Hong Chens laughed loudly in the dojo.

A moment.

"Someone's coming. I'll leave first. I'll call you if there's anything else."

"Okay, send the emperor off!"

In the death row, Hong Chen opened his eyes and saw a man holding a torch standing outside the cramped cell. He was the man who had caught up with Hong Chen on horseback.

The other man turned his head and gestured, and the jailer hurried forward to open the cell door.

"You're fine, come with me."

Hong Chen's legs were numb, and he was slow to get up. The jailer standing by became anxious and shouted at him, "Stop pretending to be dead. No one has touched you since you came in! Hurry up and get up! Do you still want the adults to wait for you?!" Hong Chen glanced at him.

You're done. I'm going to make sure you never get married!

When I got out of the death row, it was already dark outside.

After walking behind the other person for a long time without seeing him, he asked, "Where are you going?"

The other party didn't answer.

After a while, the two of them had left the city and were standing in a wilderness.

The other person turned around and Hong Chen looked into his eyes.

Very good, no murderous intent, no secret execution.

The other party suddenly smiled: "You are very courageous."

Hong Chen didn't know what expression to make, as he hadn't yet completely switched over to the identity of Emperor Xuanling.

"Are you willing to join the army?" the other party suddenly asked, and then clasped his fists and said, "I am Li Junxian."

Hong Chen was shocked: It turns out to be you, the unlucky guy!
He shook his head and said nothing.

Li Junxian sighed, said it was a pity, and then handed over a bunch of keys and a house deed.

"You have done a great service in eliminating the thieves for the country, but you were mistakenly put in prison. To reward and compensate you, His Majesty has granted you a house, eight hundred strings of cash, and a hundred pieces of silk. Your family has land, so His Majesty will not give you any extra rewards, but he has also given you a cow."

It is no exaggeration to say that with these rewards, as long as one does not engage in gambling and drugs in the second half of one's life, one can live a stable and stable life with plenty of food and drink until death.

Converted into modern terms, it is equivalent to a fortune of tens of millions.

Li Er was still willing to do so.

"Thank you!" Hong Chen bowed.

Li Junxian corrected: "You should thank His Majesty."

His Majesty?

I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you this, but I'm also your Majesty!

After Li Junxian left, Hong Chen took the house deed back to where "he" used to live and found the yard that had been vacant for a long time.

A large yellow ox in its prime was tied to a big tree in the yard, and there was some uneaten grass on the ground. In the warehouse in the backyard were boxes full of money and hundreds of pieces of silk.

Hong Chen lit a candle and sat in the bedroom thinking.

He could only attribute his current situation to his own luck.

Turn misfortune into good fortune, and turn misfortune into good fortune.

He finally enjoyed the benefits of good fortune once again.

The goddess Nuwa locked up his magical powers and magic weapons, but she did not lock up his luck.

It’s not that it’s impossible, but it’s very difficult for a person who doesn’t even have luck to live well, and he will die unexpectedly if he is not careful.

Moreover, luck is beneficial and harmless to any living being.

Perhaps the natural breakthrough that Hong Chen pursues depends on the protection and guidance of luck.

but……

Hong Chen's eyes gradually lit up.

Remember, he once integrated a Qiyun sword technique.

Although it is impossible to practice it now, if you study it carefully, you may be able to use the sword techniques of luck in actual combat. In this way, at least you can save your life and protect yourself.

As for the rest, we can only take one step at a time.

The next day.

Hong Chen rode a cow to Chang'an City.

When fellow villagers asked him about his experience on the way, Hong Chen did not hide anything, but after hearing about his experience, no one dared to envy him anymore.

After all, no one wants to try to see if they can get out after entering death row.

After entering Chang'an City, Hong Chen went to the sword shop first.

"You're done. I'm going to have a new love soon." He said to Hongchen Jian.

"Okay, whoever uses me again from now on is a dog!"

Hong Chen: “Woof woof!”

Girl passing by: →_→

In front of the sword shop.

"No!" Hongchen Sword shouted.

Hong Chen was helpless: "It's just for temporary use, I'm just a mortal."

"No means no! If you dare, don't even think about touching me again!"

"Could you please stop saying things so weirdly?"

Marriage Book: "I understand, Sister Hongchen is jealous!"

Zixia Umbrella: "Silly child, don't say anything. The essence of eating melons on the spot is to pretend that you don't exist."

Hong Chen tried to persuade her for a long time, but Hong Chen Jian was still stubborn. Finally, she said:
"Erase me, I don't want to exist anymore. Perhaps, choosing to follow you was a mistake. I should stay in Huanyue Cave forever, until that world is destroyed and disappears..."

Desolate, sad, and resentful.

The resentment is enough to revive a million evil sword immortals.

Hong Chen said no more and turned away.

Riding on the back of the cow, he began to call upon the most holy, beautiful and benevolent Nuwa goddess.

Not long after, the Red Dust Sword escaped from his body, but in the blink of an eye, the white sword and black sheath became ordinary.

Holding the sword, he asked, "Do you feel good now?"

Hongchen Sword snorted arrogantly, which showed his joy.

He bought a set of green Taoist robes, changed his clothes, and put on a sword. The woodcutter of yesterday turned into a Taoist immortal in a blink of an eye.

"Master, please stay."

Hearing this voice on the street, Hong Chen immediately couldn't resist the urge to draw his sword.

Just thinking that this was no longer the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, he calmed down.

Looking back in the direction of the voice, I saw that the person who spoke was a Taoist sitting behind a table and telling fortunes at a stall on the street.

His heart moved, and he said:
"Yuan Shoucheng?"

Hearing this, the Taoist was slightly surprised, and then his eyes scanned Hong Chen's face like a torch.

Suddenly.

The Taoist raised his head suddenly and blood spurted out into mist.

Passersby were shocked.

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Tsk, you're courting death."

(End of this chapter)