Chapter XI

Where did he know, he also wanted to know how to explain it.

Sitting in this little shop of conscience, he didn't move for a long time, obviously the Halloween was in sight, but he didn't have the strength anymore.

And all I thought about was the questioning words of the Lord of the Underworld above the Great Hall that day.

That day, he pointed out the matter of the ancient demonic beast, which made the enma suspicious.

"Xiaosheng is not talented, and he ponders some strange things all day long, as for this matter, I am afraid that I have seen a few times in which ancient books."

The devil doesn't believe this.

"Oh?"

"Which one?"

That's a bit of a problem.

"Three days, three days."

"Xiaosheng obeys."

Since he wanted it, Song Nian could only find it for him, and there was no other way. If this is not fruitful, he will be punished with deception, and then there will be no room for turning around.

Alas! Who made his mouth come that day?

But if he didn't speak, the sparsely populated judge clan would probably have one less person.

That's it, that's it, now that this matter is a foregone conclusion, he can't regret it anymore.

What's more, this shop can't just ignore it, can it?

Thinking of this, I bathed and changed my clothes and regained my strength.

When bathing, let Song Nian remember one thing, that day the willow spirit came here and asked him for something, and then he found it, but the willow spirit who came again never mentioned it again, thinking that in addition to the fact that the thing was from his heart, the next few times I am afraid that the monster controlled it.

Since he didn't know what to do, he went to deliver what the willow spirit had entrusted him.

Mao Ri Xingjun meditates in that room, the mountain is full of cockscombs, and occasionally dotted with crimson peach blossom forests, which can also be regarded as a scenery of this peach mountain.

and a piece of the willow spirit's heart.

"Why are you here?"

Mao Ri Xingjun still remembers who Song Nian is in front of him?

"Xiao Sheng came to give the Star Monarch the things that Liu Lin once trusted."

What kind of personality this Xingjun is, Song Nian doesn't know, but the one who just opened the door for him is a slightly decadent Xingjun.

It is said that if the creatures of the world are accustomed to the company of anyone, and that person disappears silently one day, they can be silent for a long time.

Looking at this situation, this sentence is the golden rule between heaven, earth and man.

Song Nian handed the thing wrapped in a brocade bag to Mao Ri Xingjun.

"What is this?"

He didn't stretch out his hand to take it.

"The seed of Nichiren in the world."

"This flower loves the sun and grows towards the sun, and every day changes with the rise and fall of the sun."

"Really?"

Although it is a question, it is like a whisper.

Now the people who are looking for this flower are gone, and this kind of child is left here.

"Cherish the star."

Even if he speaks for the future Liu Lin who has to speak in the future, please cherish it and cherish it for him.

"Thank you."

He took the bag with both hands and rubbed his fingers lightly over it.

"Xiaosheng has been delivered, then I will leave."

Seeing that the Sun Star Monarch was slightly distracted, he didn't want to disturb others, so he turned around and left.

It is most difficult for plants and trees in the world to become spirits, just because the plants and trees are ruthless and heartless, and it is most difficult for those who are ruthless and heartless to reach the Mahayana realm. And the willow tree spirit became, that day above the hall, I saw that there was a gap in the soul, I am afraid that this willow tree spirit suffered a terrible catastrophe back then, this grass and trees to cross the catastrophe, left but two kinds of thunder and fire, if this catastrophe can not be crossed, then it is destined to be difficult to climb the supreme realm.

Although Song Nian didn't guess completely, it was seven, seven, eighty, eight. This willow spirit received the favor of the Sun Star Monarch, although he did not die in the thunder and fire calamity, but in the end, it was still because of the thunder and fire calamity, and there was a gap in his soul, which allowed the ancient demonic beast to take advantage of the loophole.

This Sun Star King helped him through the calamity.

But after all, it can't help him get through his life.

Everything is fate, and it is not up to people, ghosts, or immortals.

"Shopkeeper Song, can you stay?"

Song Nian didn't have time to go far but saw the Sun Xingjun hurrying towards him, Song Nian stopped, wondering why he was so anxious?

"Xingjun?"

"How do you plant this Nichiren?"

Since we want to cherish it, we should start with the first step of planting.

"Xiaosheng has never planted it, but when I found it for Liulin that day, I also read the art of how to plant, if Xingjun is relieved that Xiaosheng is not skillful, I will plant these seeds with Xingjun."

It's not up to anyone at all, but how to live is still up to your own heart.

Song planted this flower for the first time, fortunately, when I read the planting method on the same day, I vaguely remembered that it was not complicated, and this plant has strong applicability, and now it can also be planted in Taozhi Mountain. Although Xingjun said that he planted it with Song Nian, after all, whether it was the cockscomb flower or the peach blossom in the peach mountain, he didn't take care of it, so he had to stand aside and do the "stand by" state.

"Okay, Xingjun only needs to spend a few days and water them somewhat."

On this Taozhi Mountain, although there is no spring water, and the spiritual spring has dried up, this matter is not a big deal for this Sun Xingjun.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, today, if you don't give up, use some tea here."

Mao Ri Xingjun has already opened the valley and does not eat food, but Song Nian always owes a little favor to him for help, and now he has to entertain the guests with the faint tea in the room.

"Xingjun doesn't need to be polite, this can be regarded as the intimate service of the conscience shop."

Although he is much better in mood now, he is not suitable for hospitality after all, so it is naturally not good to bother.

In this way, Shopkeeper Song brought back a few cockscombs.

On that day he asked himself for the cockscomb, and today he had nothing to thank, so he allowed him to go with a few cockscombs.

"Thank you, Xingjun."

Song Nian took those cockscomb flowers, went out of the Taozhi Mountain, and went to the eight hundred miles of Yellow Spring by the way.

This cockscomb flower was nothing special to him, but it was very much liked by Namanju Sahua, and in this way, he gave it to him.

I didn't expect to walk along the way, but I didn't see him, and I thought about raising his wounds in the cave mansion where I don't know.

He came to the end of the Yellow Spring Road, and if there was no more of him, he turned back to the shop.

"Shopkeeper Song?"

"Yo, isn't this the little brother of black and white impermanence?"

These two ghosts are not Fan Wuxian and Xie Bi'an, but the pure and good two souls.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the shopkeeper Song called us the two pillars of the big pillar."

When they were in the world, because they were tall and tall, although they did not have enough to eat all day long, they also made them a little taller than ordinary people, and those friends who were in the same situation called them the big pillars and two pillars.

They are also named ghosts.

"Two pillar brothers, what's the matter here?"

"Because the two of us brothers discovered the soul hunting in time that day, so that the matter was quickly resolved, the judge sent the two of us to Meng Po, let me wait to observe how my colleagues extradite that soul, and we can learn a little more."

When he said this, Song Nian knew that the judge was afraid that he was giving these two pure pillar brothers a chance to reuse them.

"That little student is here, congratulations to the two pillar brothers."

They are now considered promoted.

"Shopkeeper Song laughed and tortured us."

These two ghosts listened to Song Nian and said hello to them, but their faces were flushed, they were for this ghost's job, the time was not short, but they had no merit, and now they can have that opportunity, but it makes them feel at a loss.

"Shopkeeper Song, the two of us have a request for Shopkeeper Song."

Although these two have not been dead for a long time, they are not for a short time, but the two of them still call themselves "two".

This head is almost down to the top of the feet, Song Nian is surprised that something makes them so shy and uneasy.

"I don't know what needs to be done in a small way?"

"Master Meng Po, I just told my two brothers that if we can give her some gifts, she will let the two of us pass this assessment period earlier."

After saying this, the necks of the two ghosts were afraid that they would go down to the ground.

I didn't expect it to be a bribe.

Or the bribe took the initiative to ask for it.

Thinking that in order to judge that these two ghosts could really take on the big responsibility, he handed over the supervision task to Meng Po.

But Meng Po is a ghost who doesn't care about anything except boiling soup and drinking. How will they be properly monitored for qualification?

Not only that, but like now, these two ghosts will be bribed with her.

"The two of you are not afraid of being known to the judge?"

These two ghosts are still in good character, don't let the greedy drunken ghost go. What's more, the judge is the most fair and strict, if she knows that these two ghosts accept bribes, then they are afraid that they will no longer have room for maneuver.

"Don't hide it from the shopkeeper Song, we are afraid of this."

The one called Dazhu had a look of distress and struggle.

"But we don't have time, they have a ghost who has seen a benefactor in that world!"

See? How will I meet?

There's something strange about it.

"Who said this to you?"

Isn't it a ghost who saw them so persistent, and had that teasing heart.

"Me! I told them that. ”

Song Nian turned around and saw the drunken Meng Po standing behind him.

Those eyes were surprisingly clear.