Qingshan Village, a quiet village where the sun rises and the sun sets, was broken by a flurry of panicked shouts today.

"Come on, the old Zhao family's baby jumped into the river!"

"Hurry up and get a hand!"

Outside the village, a few men ran in with a young man soaked with water and droopy hair, and hurriedly called for help.

"Get out of the way!"

A trembling old man on crutches, but full of breath, followed by many people, walked in front of the fainting young man.

He took out some herbs and other utensils, and leaned over the young man to fiddle with it.

"Uh-huh!"

After a while, the unconscious young man let out a muffled grunt, opened his mouth, and spat out a large mouthful of river water, and the old man stood up.

"Elder Wang, how's the situation?"

A strong man next to him leaned over nervously.

"Ahem......"

Wang Lao coughed lightly twice, and said unhurriedly: "The stagnant water has been drawn out, and I have herbs to use, this Zhao family baby, now it's fine, it's just ......"

As soon as these words came out, several people next to them couldn't help but fall silent.

"Alas......" The strong man who had just asked let out a sigh, "Thank you, old Wang, I will send this baby back to the house to lie down first, and then let my mother-in-law cook a bowl of ginger soup." ”

"Everyone is gone!"

The strong man picked up the unconscious young man on his back and walked to a room at the end of the village, while the rest of the people gathered together, but they couldn't help but sigh.

"How many times is this?"

"This is the third time. ”

"This Zhao family doll was originally a clever person, but after his parents died, he was so sad that he was thinking about finding an opportunity all day long......"

"In my opinion, most of them are evil!"

"What a good boy, but it's a pity ......"

In the midst of discussions, the crowd gradually shook their heads and sighed and dispersed.

..................

After a long time, inside the house at the end of the village.

"Woo......"

Zhao Xi let out a sound from his throat, regained consciousness from the darkness, and the pain from his whole body came, making it take him a lot of effort to open his eyes.

Looking at the familiar scene in the room, as well as the bowl of ginger soup next to him that was still steaming, the loss on Zhao Yan's face was difficult to hide.

"Why didn't you die?"

It all started a month ago.

Zhao Shi, a third-rate student at a second-rate university in Lanxing Hua, appeared in front of a magnificent palace in a trance during an all-night liver final exam.

There was a plaque hanging on the palace with three big characters on it—

Purple!

Before he could understand what was going on, an old Taoist priest with a white beard and a self-proclaimed "Hongjun" walked out of the palace, pointed his finger, and involuntarily instilled a bunch of relevant information in him.

It turned out that he had traveled to this world in the background of the Romance of the Gods, and as an "outlier", Zhao Xian did not establish the next great career in this era of gods and demons like other predecessors, but was caught by Hongjun Daoist as soon as possible and moved to Zixiao Palace.

So far, the conversation with Hongjun Daoist is still fresh in Zhao Xian's memory.

"Zhao Xian, although you are an outlier, this body is a good person of the ninth world, if you die in this life, you can be blessed with good fortune and go to heaven as an official. ”

"And what if I die?"

"Hmm...... If you die before the end of your life, you can make up for the lack of heaven and earth, and you will be worthy of a holy throne with five virtues. ”

Sanctification!

As a lover of online literature, Zhao Xi is familiar with ancient novels of gods and demons and a large number of modern online novels with the background of floods and gods, and deeply understands the meaning of these two words.

Oh, you said that I am a college student, why did I come to Zixiao Palace? Hongjun Daoist said that it had been decided, let me make up for the lack of heaven and earth, and become holy after death, I said at that time-

That's amazing!

In the troubled world of the gods, human life is like a mustard, it is difficult to live, and it is not easy to die?

After Zhao Xian, who had been approved by Hongjun Dao Ancestor, left Zixiao Palace and fell into the red dust, he began to embark on a journey of death.

In just one month, he tried various suicide methods such as hitting a pillar, swallowing drugs, jumping into a river, etc., but each time he was unsuccessful.

"However, you have to abide by the basic ...... Well, the basic truth, if you kill yourself, or do something that doesn't make sense, or do something that doesn't make sense, or so and that...... , then there is Heavenly Dao interference, and it will not succeed. ”

Recalling the last words of Hongjun Daoren before he left Zixiao Palace, Zhao Xian's eyes couldn't help but reveal a touch of sadness, just like the twentieth power of his smile in Zixiao Palace.

This wants to die, why are there so many restrictions?

When he first fell into the red dust, he was still thinking about any shortcuts, such as disguising his death as an accident, so he tried to "accidentally" step on the air and fall into the water......

The result is obvious, none of them can die.

"It seems that this kind of behavior that others can see at a glance as suicidal is not going to work. Zhao Yan sighed, "How difficult it is to become holy!"

So, how should we die in order to be mellow and natural, so that the way of heaven does not interfere?

"You can't kill yourself, so how to die, you have to plan carefully......"

"Crunch!"

Just when Zhao Xi was worried about his "great cause of sanctification", the wooden door of his house was pushed open, and a tiger-headed boy walked in.

"Brother Hu, have you drunk the ginger soup?" asked the kid who walked in in a muffled voice.

"It's Wang Cheng, I just woke up, and I haven't had time to drink it, thank you Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang." ”

Zhao Xi got up from the bed and stood up.

The person who came was his neighbor Uncle Wang's son Wang Cheng, and Uncle Wang's family next door had been taking good care of him after the death of "his" parents, and had committed suicide several times, but they were all "thanks to" them, and they were successful...... Let him stand still on the path to sanctification.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xian couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

After Wang Cheng came in, he first glanced at the entire room, and after finding no suspicious items such as "hanging ropes" and "sharp weapons", he showed a little relieved.

"Brother Hu, tomorrow my father is going to sell medicinal herbs in Chaoge City, do you want to go with you?"

After asking, Wang Cheng's eyes were tightly focused on Zhao Shi's body, waiting for his reply.

According to his father's instructions, no matter what, let this big brother next door who seems to have fallen into evil should go down to Chaoge City.

"Asagajo?"

Hearing these three words, Zhao Xian was slightly stunned at first, and then his eyes gradually lit up.

Pregnant!

Asaka City is so wow!

This Yin Shang capital is a good place, mixed with fish and dragons, and the water is very deep!

Qingshan Village is a remote village, except for the officials who collect taxes all year round, I have not seen any outsiders, the people are simple, and the villagers are all taking care of them, and it is too difficult to die naturally.

And Chaoge City is different, this is the first big city in the god period, this is dead...... No, I don't know where the chances of sanctification go!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but show a smile that he had a chance to win.

"Okay, you go back and tell Uncle Wang, when you're ready to leave, tell me. ”