"Uncle Cheng's mansion is really lively." Wang Xiang sat down next to Cheng Yanjin and sighed sincerely.

There are more than a dozen tables at the banquet, and the seats are full, and some official positions are not high enough or even have no seats, and it is a great honor to be able to drink a glass of water and wine after the New Year's gift.

Hearing Wang Xiang say this, Lao Cheng seemed even more happy, and said with a smile: "It's good to be lively, I Lao Cheng likes to be lively, come, drink and drink." ”

After eating a few glasses of wine, Lao Cheng's interest became more and more high, and suddenly he heard someone talking about the door god, and suddenly remembered something, pulled Wang Xiang over and asked in a low voice: "Did you help me when I went back yesterday and asked me what kind of immortal I am?" ”

The fact that Yu Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong are immortals has spread after Yu Chi Jingde's show-off, and Lao Cheng is jealous and envious of this, so before going back yesterday, he asked Wang Xiang to ask what kind of immortal he is, Wang Xiang could only nod and agree, but he didn't expect Lao Cheng to ask at this time.

Seeing Lao Cheng's excited expression, Wang Xiang had a big head for a while, not only Lao Cheng, Li Er didn't know how to explain it, the ancients valued reputation the most, and Li Er and Lao Cheng were both very happy people, if they couldn't give them a satisfactory answer, I was afraid that they would not be able to live in peace.

It's just that the Mantian Gods and Buddhas really have nothing to do with Lao Cheng, and he has a resounding name in the later generations, the Demon King of the Mixed World.

If you say the name of the Demon King of the Mixed World, you will definitely not be pleased, Wang Xiang coughed dryly and said: "Asked, the fortune teller said that Uncle Cheng is a mixed world...... Great God. ”

"The Great God of the Mixed World?" Lao Cheng's eyes lit up, this name sounded much more magnificent than the door god, "What is the name of the great god of the mixed world." What's the matter? ”

How do I know what the name of the god of the mixed world is. Wang Xiang said secretly. His brain teaser was in a hurry, and he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out: "The Great God of the Mixed World has an even more resounding name." ”

"Oh?" Hearing that there was a louder name, Lao Cheng's mouth cracked, and he asked, "What name?" ”

"Marshal Tianpeng!"

Hearing the word "marshal", Lao Cheng rubbed his hands excitedly, and his eyes were shining.

"Marshal Tianpeng, but the marshal in charge of the Heavenly Army?"

Wang Xiang nodded solemnly and said, "Marshal Tianpeng is the marshal in charge of the 300,000 Tianhe army, and he is famous. ”

"Haha, I knew that my old Cheng was no other. Marshal Tianpeng, in charge of the 300,000 Tianhe army, Da Hei Tan is just a little fairy who guards the door, hahaha! ”

The laughter shook the sky, and immediately attracted everyone's attention, and someone asked with a smile: "Why is the old man so happy?" ”

Lao Cheng was in a good mood, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Big black...... cough, that General Wei Chi and General Qin are immortals, you must have heard about it. ”

"I heard that after General Wei Chi returned to the house yesterday, this matter spread, and even His Majesty admitted that they were immortals. He also asked Yan to paint portraits of the two of them, saying that it had the effect of guarding the house and warding off evil spirits. I also thought that in a few days, I would also come to the door to ask for two portraits to keep the house against evil spirits. ”

Hearing people say this, Wang Xiang is a little surprised, although it is a very strange thing to come to the Tang Dynasty with a warehouse, but Wang Xiang still does not believe in ghosts and gods in his bones, he knows that Li Er has a perennial nightmare because of the Xuanwu Gate in history, in his opinion, it is just a dream day and night, and it is only a psychological effect that Wei Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong can sleep peacefully when they guard the dormitory, so they put forward the theory of the portrait of the door god. With Li Er's wisdom, he shouldn't believe it so easily, but now it seems that Li Er seems to be quite concerned about this statement, and Wang Xiang is also a little confused.

What he didn't know was that while he was asleep, a group of ministers had already entered the palace to worship. The first day of the Lunar New Year was called "Yuan Ri" in ancient times, and every year the officials of the Yuan Day were to enter the palace to pay New Year's greetings to the emperor, and the local officials around the country would also send envoys or themselves to enter the Beijing to congratulate the Dynasty, and even the distant prefectures and vassal countries had to send people to send gifts to congratulate them, Wang Xiang did not know because his official position was too low, and he was not qualified to enter the palace to pay New Year's greetings to Li Er.

After getting the two portraits of the door gods painted by Yan Liben yesterday, Li Er went back to the palace, did not let Wei Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong return to the palace together, and after the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, Li Er asked people to post the two portraits of the door gods on the gate of the Ganlu Hall.

After falling asleep, Li Er was in a daze and saw that the former princelings who died in the change of Xuanwu Gate came back to ask for his life, just when he was panicking, two divine lights flashed from the gate of the Manna Palace, Yu Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong fell from the sky, like a god descending from the sky, holding a double whip and an iron shovel, the image is exactly the same as the image on the portrait of the door god, and the nightmare disappeared, this sleep Li Er slept very steadily and steadily, and after waking up, he still clearly remembered the extraordinary image of Yu Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong, and then summoned Yuan Tiangang, Then on the occasion of the worship of the officials, the matter of the door god was mentioned.

Because of this, Lao Cheng was anxious to ask Wang Xiang what kind of immortal he was, he and Yu Chi Jingde have always been unconvinced by each other, and they want to compete in everything, so they naturally don't want to lose to Yu Chi Jingde in this matter.

Listening to the man's words, Lao Cheng laughed: "The door god is just a small god who watches the door." ”

Seeing Lao Cheng's expression, someone was inspired and asked in surprise: "Could it be ...... Old man Cheng is also a fairy? ”

Clever! Lao Cheng gave the man an appreciative look, nodded and smiled: "Yesterday I asked Zixin to ask the fortune teller, but in fact, I am the ...... What's going on? ”

Lao Cheng tilted his head and asked in a whisper, Wang Xiang sweated in his heart, and hurriedly said, "The great god of the mixed world." ”

"It's not this, it's a bigger name."

"Uh-oh." Wang Xiang sweated even more, "Marshal Tianpeng." ”

"Yes, it's Marshal Tianpeng!" Lao Cheng had never been a marshal in his life, and when he heard Wang Xiang say that he was actually Marshal Tianpeng, he was naturally very useful in his heart.

"Marshal Tianpeng?" Everyone was curious, "What kind of immortal is Marshal Tianpeng?" ”

Lao Cheng smiled triumphantly: "Marshal Tianpeng is the immortal in charge of the 300,000 Tianhe army, how can he be compared to a mere gate god." ”

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Lao Cheng said so, everyone naturally knows how to cooperate, the courtyard was amazed for a while, Lao Cheng listened to it and was quite useful, and the eyes that looked at Wang Xiang were a lot more loving.

Listening to the compliments around him and Lao Cheng's laughter, Wang Xiang was really embarrassed and didn't dare to stay longer, so he found an opportunity to sneak away.

Cheng Chuliang was greeting guests at the door, and when he saw Wang Xiang running out of the wilderness, he immediately shouted behind: "Zixin, where are you going?" ”

"I still have something to do, I'll go first, I don't need to send it......"

Cheng Chuliang scratched his head and looked puzzled, at this time, a guest came out, and when he was beside Cheng Chengliang, he arched his hand and said: "Congratulations to the captain of the horse, the old man Ling Zuncheng is actually the marshal of Tianpeng, no wonder there is a tiger general in the house." ”

Marshal Canopy? Cheng Chuliang was even more confused, what's going on? (To be continued.) )