Chapter 102: The Bazaar

Liu Yi is already a diligent person, and he is also a person with good understanding. Many places are easy to see, so you don't need to bother too much.

Just understanding and participating is not the same concept in many cases. With Xu Pingjun's concern, Liu Yi probably will never become an immortal.

Of course, I won't tell Liu about this matter, so it's better not to dampen his enthusiasm.

When I was teaching Liu Ai, I couldn't help but think of Fusu. Fusu is also a person with a good understanding, but he has not become an immortal for so many years. Could it be that there is a concern in my heart and a woman who can't let go.

I flipped through Fusu's life again, and Fusu didn't have any very favorite women during his lifetime, could it be that he met after death?

"What is the gentleman thinking?"

Liu Aiji's inquiry made me stop thinking and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's a little thing, you learned very well, and the Taishang Induction Chapter passed on to you, you have to remember to practice diligently." ”

Liu Yi has already bowed his hand and said, "No, sir." ”

After bidding farewell to Liu Aiji and Xu Pingjun, he slowly walked towards Xueshan, where the newly opened mutual market of the underworld was dedicated to trade with the Western Hell.

I heard that there were a lot of things for sale, and there were bald monks from the Buddha world walking around the market.

Daji was curious about it, and so was Xuannu. Women always seem to be interested in going to the market, whether it's women, female ghosts, or goddesses.

The decision of the Yama Monarchs to go out en masse to inspect the two remaining places with the West and the East was not due to the interest of Daji and Xuannu. It's because of Yuding's words.

"There are courgettes sold in the mutual market of Xueshan, which are very sweet and delicious. In the east of the market, there is a special seafood from the country of yellow springs, which is particularly delicious when steamed. ”

Then Yuding was left alone in the Yan Jun Palace on duty, and the boss personally led the other Yan Jun and Daji to inspect the two mutual markets together, and by the way, he also had to go around the prefectures and counties in various places to see the recent work results of the Imperial History Mansion.

Fusu naturally wants to be with Yan Jun, although he doesn't need to worry about what kind of project he will do temporarily, but he still has to go through the process of avoiding suspicion. One way to maintain justice is to insist on procedures that are more objective and sustainable than the living individual. Many processes in the prefecture actually seem to be cumbersome and unnecessary, but it is these seemingly troublesome and unnecessary processes that ensure the fairness of the grassroots system of Linfu.

There are still not many immortals in the underworld, and immortals whose realm is less than a certain level cannot maintain a public heart at any time. At such times, the systems and procedures are much more reliable than the vast majority of officials.

The mutual market with the West is at the foot of Xueshan, and the masters and students who come and go in the market the most every day are the masters and students on Xueshan. Bustling, countless voices converged, some noisy.

The boss stood at the entrance to the bazaar, raising an arm aloft in the air. The fifth, sixth, and seventh children all stood behind him, and Fusu, Daji, and Xuannu walked in the other direction towards the boss. Daji saw me from afar and kept waving at me.

The boss stood at the entrance and shouted, "Go faster, I'll be waiting for you." ”

"Aren't there still Guiguzi and Zhang Liang?" I said as I walked.

"The two of them went to pick up the goods. ”

I wondered, "What's that?"

The boss smiled slightly, smiled a little obscenely, and said, "I ordered a batch of wine from Du Kangna, and I plan to put it in the market to see if it will be very popular." ”

Lao Wu smiled and added to him: "The boss wants to see if Du Kang wine can be popular in the mutual market, and if so, he can expand the treasury of the prefecture." ”

I rolled my eyes and said, "How much money does the underworld have now, do you know?"

The eldest and fifth looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

The sixth pretended to be profound, and said slowly: "I won't disclose the specific number, you can check it yourself when you go back." What is certain is that the current wealth of the underworld can fill dozens of Yan Jun Cities. ”

The boss's eyes widened and he said, "Are we so rich?"

Lao Qi hurriedly reminded him: "It's the money of the underworld, not ours!"

The old chicken nodded like pecking rice, remembered something in his mind, slapped his thigh fiercely, and said regretfully: "You shouldn't let Fan Li go! The emperor robbed a general of my underworld!"

Xuannu asked coldly, "Can the underworld fight back the emperor's will?"

The sixth man took out a scroll of bamboo slips out of nowhere, flipped through it, and said: "According to the laws of the realm and the prefecture, as long as there are nine emperors in the realm who oppose it at the same time, the emperor's order can be dismissed." As for the underworld, it needs to be opposed by twelve Yan monarchs at the same time, so that the emperor's will can be restored. ”

"Alas" The boss sighed, and said a little helplessly: "It's impossible, the twelve Yan Monarchs of the underworld have made up this time." The cultivation realm of the second realm is better than that of the underworld, so why bother to stop it. ”

The realm is indeed more suitable for cultivation than the underworld, where the immortals live, the clouds and mountains are surrounded by mist, and everywhere reveals a fairy aura! And the underworld, if there is no illusion of the lamp, it is still that gloomy, the sun cannot be seen all year round, and it is gloomy and boring.

Before the lantern came to the underworld, the ghosts at that time were far less stable than they are now, maintaining the joys and sorrows of the world. At that time, there were always a lot of ghosts crying in the underworld, and the crying flowed along the Lechuan River all the way to the Nai He Bridge, and there was no other feeling except sadness.

Guiguzi and Zhang Liang came over with an ox cart, and the ox pulling the cart was not old, much like the old ox I used when I was in the world.

The memory of the world has been sickled over a long period of time, and there are not many of the neighbors in Guojia Village who stayed in the underworld, and many of them have gone to reincarnation, and even Guo Zhong, who is most reluctant to be his boss, also drank Meng Po soup reincarnation two years ago.

Mrs. Su also left, returning to the world that had made her suffer so much. Chu Zhao and Rong Rong's Yin Shou is also coming to an end, and Daji has actually been very dull recently.

There has been no progress in her cultivation, she can't comprehend many truths, and she is a little reluctant to part with the upcoming parting.

Visiting the market, which is very much in line with her interests, is not very cheerful.

The boss had already said hello to the management of the bazaar, and the bazaar had deliberately reserved the best lot for him. The wine still has to be sold, after all, it has been taken, and no one in this world dislikes having more money, and neither do the gods.

There are many strange faces in the bazaar, all of them ghosts from the western hell, who are only allowed to enter and leave the bazaar, and are not allowed to set foot in the underworld outside the bazaar.

The boss put together a stack of wine jars and set up a tall wooden sign in front of the stall.

"A specialty of the underworld, Du Kang wine. Thirty prefectures and one altar of money. ”

The fifth child is not interested in accompanying the boss to set up a stall here, so he pulls the sixth and seventh children to hang out, and estimates the passenger flow here by the way.

Guiguzi and Zhang Liang originally wanted to run together, but they didn't succeed, and the boss would not let go of Guiguzi's mouth and Zhang Liang's coolie. There are only a few famous mouths in the underworld, and Guiguzi is among the best, if such a good guy is not caught in his hands, won't the boss become a fool.

Xuannu, Daji, and Fusu and I were unabashedly disgusted by the boss, so we had to shop for ourselves and not bother with him selling alcohol.

There is everything in the bazaar, eating, drinking, and playing. There is actually a ring, and the ring is not high, just a simple shelf a few inches high made of a row of wooden planks.

On the stage is a monk with explosive muscles, and at first glance it is the style of the Buddha world!

The golden cicada held a flag on the side, shaking and shaking! He also shouted: "Fight and talk about it! 100 Difu money once, and the winner will be rewarded with 1,000 Difu money!"

I walked up behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "What are you doing here? Isn't it a bit of a fraud to let an earth immortal fight on the stage?"

Seeing that it was me, Jin Chanzi hurriedly saluted, and said with some embarrassment: "Jiu Yan Jun, that... Kaye and I saw a fine piece of rosewood, which was perfect for carving Buddha statues, but we were a little tight...... But don't worry, there is absolutely no fraud, and Ka Ye only exerts the power that does not surpass the mortal rao. ”

Seeing him explain so much, I comforted him: "It's okay! You don't have to be nervous, the underworld doesn't prohibit making fools' money!"

Jin Chanzi smiled awkwardly, he was really embarrassed, he couldn't afford a piece of rosewood, and the Buddha realm was so poor compared to the underworld!

Daji quietly stabbed Fusu, and glanced at Kaba on the platform.

Fusu understands in his heart, where he raises the strength, he Fusu is not covered, and he is also very capable of fighting.

took out a hundred coins and handed it to Jin Chanzi, and said with a smile: "Master, my practice has been paused, and I really want to give it a try!"

Jin Chanzi took the money, folded his hands, and said, "Donor, please come to the stage, Senior Brother Jiaye is one of the most outstanding people among our senior brothers, and he will definitely be able to make the donor gain something." ”

Fusu came to the stage, put on a starting gesture, and said to Jiaye, "Master, offended." ”

Ka Ye bowed to Fusu and said, "The donor is polite, please." ”

About a quarter of an hour passed......

Fusu was satisfied with the golden cicada with a thousand dollars handed over with a reluctant face, and went to buy pastries for Daji and Xuannu, the food from the Western Hell has a different flavor than the original, and it is very good to taste it occasionally.

The expression of the golden cicada was very exciting, originally it was only a few hundred dollars to count, but now it is good, and it is a big loss of nine hundred dollars at once.

I looked at him with a smile and showed a sense of eagerness to try, and said, "My cultivation has increased a lot recently, and I really want to try it against others, but I wonder if I can go on stage?"

Jin Chanzi smiled bitterly: "Why should the Nine Yan Monarchs make jokes about the monks, the monks are weak and can't afford the blows of the Yan Monarchs." ”

I patted him on the shoulder again and said with a smile: "The underworld never forbids smart people to make money!"

Jin Cicada kept shaking his head, if there were a few more like Fusu, he would lose a lot. Don't red sandalwood, I'm afraid that even the coil will have to be lost.

Daji took an open bag of snacks and walked up to me in a jumping circle, shaking my arm

"Your Majesty, this kind of pastry is good, you can try it too!"

I took it with a smile and put a piece in my mouth, it tasted really good, it was very sweet, and it was delicious.

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