In the metaphysical view.

As Li Wuji introduced.

In the kitchen of Tongxuanguan, the little Taoist priest Li Xuan was really lighting a fire.

In the cauldron where the fire was burning, a young man with purple skin sat in the pot, steaming hot water from time to time.

Li Xuan also closed the lid of the steamer on it from time to time, gathering the heat rising.

"He's still alive, and the purple on his body has faded a lot" Li Wuji said in a low voice: "It's because he has endured the cold for a long time that his body can freeze like this." ”

"His appearance is really similar to Zhang Guozi."

There is an example of Pei Nie, an unlucky ghost, and Li Hongru is quite familiar with the art of fast aging.

When this technique is released, it has the effect of aging rapidly, and it will change the appearance.

But this change in appearance is still based on the original appearance.

Even if he is old, his appearance is mixed with a little of the demeanor of youth.

When many people are old, their appearance is also close to the appearance in the art of fast aging.

The other party's eyes still have a circle of red.

"Could it be that he is Zhang Guozi?" Li Hongru said in a low voice.

"He's Zhang Guozi, who is the dead buried in the soil?"

"Who knows if there is him in the soil."

"Then let's ......"

Li Hongru's words surprised Li Wuji.

The spell can be grand, calling for wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and the spell can also be weird, allowing people to escape from death.

It's just that he has experienced this for many years, and he rarely encounters this situation.

He was about to call Li Hongru and ask Qin Huairen and the others to probe the place where Zhang Guozi's body was buried, when he suddenly saw Li Hongru's forehead squirming.

"Actually...... Hold them first. ”

Li Hongru complained, and then called Li Wuji.

"Take whom?"

Li Wuji asked, but he still jumped down from the wall of Tongxuanguan very honestly.

"I don't even know who to take!"

Li Hongru muttered.

In his heavenly eyes, a paper man was lighting a fire, and from time to time two sticks of firewood were added.

This is the little Taoist priest Li Xuan.

It is also a piece of paper made of people.

I have also communicated with him before.

But Li Hongru didn't realize that the other party had inhuman characteristics.

In addition to liking to squat in front of the Sanqing Xiang and recite 'Amitayus Longevity', the little Taoist priest also listened to him talk about "Hug Puzi".

Li Hongru didn't expect that even the Taoist priest was fake.

He looked at this piece of road very unconfidently, and saw that bricks were bricks and tiles, so he was relieved.

Li Wuji jumped off the wall, startling the paper humanist Li Xuan.

"What are you trying to do when you break into our Taoist temple?" Li Xuan shouted.

"Li Siming?"

Li Wuji asked, he put his right hand on the handle of the knife, grabbed it with his left hand, and had already grabbed it against Li Xuan.

The other party's body grabbed it, and he immediately buckled it.

This is an ordinary person, and he is also a small weak chicken, Li Wuji cleaned up quite easily.

As for the one cooked in the pot, Li Wuji felt that he didn't need to grab it.

"You've got a good hand at magic!"

Li Hongru climbed over the wall and fell on the snow again, and then patted his ass and twisted over.

He said a word to Li Xuan, and then added another handful of firewood to the stove.

"Oh, what are you doing, you're going to kill someone!"

Li Xuan shouted.

Li Hongru's way of adding firewood is quite rough, and it is not at all to maintain the balance between the fire and the winter cooling, this guy wants to boil the water.

"You little piece of paper don't mumble, let Zhang Guozi speak," Li Hongru replied.

"Our Lord is dead, and you have seen it with your own eyes, how can you speak?"

Li Xuan struggled hard and muttered for a while, but being detained by Li Wuji, he could only barely move his head and mouth.

"Everyone is an academic law, don't fool us, I can see through your donkey, through your eyes, and through you, a paper man."

Li Hongru's echo made Li Xuan suddenly quiet.

"It's just that I never thought that you would play dead and be deceived by you."

Zhang Guozi is definitely a magician who has mastered the trick of deception.

It is difficult for ordinary people to resist his makeover and pretending to be dead.

It's just that Zhang Guozi pretending to be dead has a certain price, and his body is really frozen by low temperature.

"If you don't open your mouth again, I'll add a few more fires and cook you," Li Hongru said.

Without hesitation, he added another handful of firewood to the stove, which made the young man in the pot barely open his eyes and sigh a long sigh.

"Remove a few sticks of firewood first, or I'll burn to death in the pot."

Encountering the nemesis of deception, the young man looked helpless.

He said the last sentence and immediately confessed his identity.

"I just want to get some money from the rich and noble," Zhang Guozi sighed: "Yingcheng was hit by the disaster and paid heavy taxes, and if there is no relief, some people will not be able to survive until next year." ”

often standing by the river without getting his shoes wet, the practice led to the opponent breaking the game, Zhang Guozi was full of helplessness.

"You take a walk around Yingcheng and take a look at the hardships of this folk life, we are all forced to be helpless, and I hope that Daoyou can show mercy!"

Zhang Guozi looked at Li Hongru with a little pleading in his eyes.

At this time, his body was covered in frostbite, and his body was still stiff, even if he wanted to, he couldn't escape.

"Although you have extenuating circumstances, sin is sin, and it is not because you want to give relief to the poor that you can use magic to deprive others of their legitimate money."

"I ......"

Zhang Guozi sighed and hung his head.

Morally, his actions were righteous, but legally, his actions were lawless.

If everyone follows suit, there will be a lot of chaos, and it will cause many people to be at risk.

If Zhang Guozi deceived bandits, robbers, and plundering group wealth, Li Hongru would give a thumbs up and praise a good man.

But the source of everyone's money is legitimate, and they were deceived into doing good deeds, even Li Hongru can't accept it.

Even if it was his money, it was in exchange for his life.

No one in this world is easy.

Even if Qin Huairen and others are the ones whose parents dare to fight and do many things that may lose their heads, they have become masters.

If you want to do good, you need your own permission and consent before you can do it.

Li Hongru doesn't like this kind of deception, or he doesn't ask for himself, after all, they are not rich or unkind.

Everyone's money has its own way of using it, and it can't be kidnapped by morality.

Zhang Guozi's words came out, and Li Hongru immediately used the law to pay tribute.

This makes Zhang Guozi difficult to argue.

He talks about human feelings, and Li Hongru talks about the law.

This would be fundamentally opposed.

He is not wrong, Li Hongru and others are not wrong.

Zhang Guozi didn't know what was wrong.

He did a good thing, but it didn't conform to the law, but he couldn't think of any other way.

The rows of people waiting outside the Tongxuan Temple, if there is no relief, it is likely that next year there will be half of them.

Winter is coming, and everything is silent.

Even if you want to find some small beasts, it has become difficult to find some wild vegetable sprouts.

Many people have a hard time surviving this winter.

Lack of food, cold, frailty, disease, and many other factors combine to hardly give some of the people at the bottom a way to live.

He wanted to do some help, but chose the wrong way.

But if this method is not advisable, Zhang Guozi doesn't know what he can do.

He will cut some pieces of paper to transform into shapes, but the fake is fake after all.

He turned a piece of paper into a donkey, but it was impossible to turn it into food.

With a single stroke, the living donkey will be returned into a piece of paper.

He will also fake his death, and he will quickly grow old.

But these spells can't save people, and they can't fill their stomachs.

"That's a group of living beings, do you want to watch death? What can I do? What am I going to do? ”

Facing Li Hongru, Zhang Guozi asked this question that was unsolvable to him.