In Chenghuang's memory, immortal meat is not a rare thing, but he doesn't have many memories, and Li Xiuyuan only knows its efficacy.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, the people around here come here to worship in order to ask for this mouthful of immortal meat.

After being eaten, mortals can avoid hunger and cold for several days, and those with outstanding talents have the opportunity to spy on the realm of immortals through this immortal meat, and be accepted as a disciple by the gods here, so as to embark on the road of seeking immortals.

Of course, this is just a mortal statement, in the eyes of these 'gods' of the City God, even if they reveal their talent after taking immortal meat, they are only a relatively good Dao species.

For example, those gods in this temple are the Dao species of the body of the city god he occupies now, although they are worshiped as gods, they are actually just demons with some strength, and they are subject to the hands of the city god, and they can be killed and devoured at will.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why the judge saw that the city god here was decaying, and he had the heart to judge.

It's just that......

This immortal flesh is actually refined from mortal flesh and blood?

Li Xiuyuan in the statue suddenly felt sick to his stomach, but the body of the city god couldn't even vomit if he wanted to, which made him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the anger clone will not have this effect, and seeing this scene does not produce other emotions, otherwise I am afraid that the clues will be seen.

However, this is refined with mortal flesh and blood and then given to mortals, and these demonic methods are really unconscionable.

When Li Xiuyuan sighed in his heart, he angrily wanted to come forward, and the little prison messenger had put away his true body and phantom, and regained his charming appearance again.

With a wave of her hand, she sent the immortal flesh to the angry clone.

"On the first day of the first month of next month, this envoy will come again to get incense and seeds."

Hearing this, the angry doppelganger hurriedly saluted: "I also hope that the envoy will say a few more kind words in front of the prison master." ”

I don't call myself by this seat, but I show my attitude.

The little prison messenger smiled, and a dodge came directly to the angry clone, leaned in front of the angry clone, and whispered: "Then it depends on whether Lord Chenghuang has that sincerity." ”

Sincerity?

In the statue, Li Xiuyuan rolled his eyes, this remark was just to cooperate, how could there be any sincerity.

And he could see that the little prison messenger seemed to have other purposes.

He couldn't help but think of the little prison messenger who had stared at this statue of the city god for a long time, could it be that there was something else in this statue?

Thinking of this, he began to recall, there are very few memories belonging to the city god, most of them are fragments of information, and there are not many useful ones, after all, this city god has been decaying for a long time, and it has been trapped in this statue for several years, and it has long been like the mortal forgetfulness, and has lost a lot of memories.

At this time, the seductive voice of the little prison messenger came again, and Li Xiuyuan in the statue temporarily stopped thinking and looked at the little prison messenger with an angry doppelganger.

At this time, the little prison messenger was still standing beside him, and it seemed that he did not shy away from the physical contact between the two, and even put his hands around the neck of the angry clone, showing his enchantment.

She whispered, "The little woman heard that Lord Chenghuang had obtained a fragment of the Immortal Sutra by chance before he came here to take office. ”

"Can I borrow a few days of study with the little girl?"

Really!

Li Xiuyuan's heart tightened, this was her true purpose.

"The Book of Immortals?"

In Chenghuang's memory, he didn't have any information about the Immortal Sutra, and looking at the sudden attitude of the little prison envoy, this Immortal Sutra should be a great thing compared to it.

Subconsciously, I thought about it again.

Seeing that Li Xiuyuan was silent, the little prison envoy got a little closer to the angry clone, and Feng Luan leaned on Li Xiuyuan without hesitation.

She was already wearing very little, and now this act made her spring light unobstructed.

"If you can let the little girl study, the little girl can also double train with you for a few days."

It's just a pity that after knowing that she was just a fox, even if this scene was tempting, Li Xiuyuan's heart did not fluctuate too much, but he had a little disgust, and the angry clone had no erotic interest, and his face still did not change.

However, even if this immortal scripture really exists, it is impossible for Li Xiuyuan to hand it over, and now that he has come here for the first time, he will not be able to say that there will be other uses in the future, and he doesn't know where the immortal scripture is now.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately took a few steps back with an angry clone, bowed his head slightly and did not look at the little prison messenger in front of him, and said proudly: "I did seem to have a fragment of the Immortal Sutra before. ”

"It's just that now my cultivation has been damaged, and my memory has been slightly affected because of this."

"If the messenger doesn't mind, give me half a month to find it."

"It's okay to give it to you then."

"Oh?" The little prison envoy was also a little surprised to look at the angry clone, as if he was surprised that the angry clone was not seduced by his lust, and seemed to be quite surprised by Li Xiuyuan's words.

After a moment, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you really willing to give it to the envoy?" ”

"I have had that immortal scripture for more than 100 years, but now it is still in this realm, it must have something to do with my talent and dullness, since the envoy is interested, what is the harm in giving it to the envoy?" The angry clone still bowed his head.

"It's just that my memory is really lacking now."

"On the first day of the next month, when the messenger returns, he will definitely find it and offer it with both hands!"

Hearing this, the little prison messenger stared at the angry clone, and after a moment, his fingers lightly swiped over the chest of the angry clone, and then turned around, changing his previous charm and regaining his lofty appearance.

"On the first day of the first month of next month, I hope Lord Chenghuang will not disappoint the envoy."

"On the prison master's side, the envoy will say more for Lord Chenghuang."

"Thank you, Messenger!" Li Xiuyuan controlled the anger and squeezed out a trace of joy in front of him.

When the words fell, he looked up again but the little prison messenger was nowhere to be seen, and he looked around for a moment with an angry clone to make sure that the little prison messenger had left, and Li Xiuyuan in the statue breathed a sigh of relief.

Since this little prison envoy is staring at the immortal scripture, he will definitely not give up, and his previous actions are probably also afraid of his identity as a city god, otherwise there is no need to sell his hue so hard, and even give attractive conditions for double cultivation.

So he didn't directly refuse.

He had no doubt that if he refused outright, or angered the little prison messenger, he would be in danger of his life.

Although he really doesn't know where the fairy scripture is.

"It's only half a month."

Li Xiuyuan suddenly had a headache.

Do you really want to find out the immortal scripture and give it to the little prison messenger?

With his current state, even with the help of the wheel mirror, he must not be the opponent of the little prison messenger, and in addition to being exposed, rash action is also a dead end.

"That's it, find out the immortal scripture first, maybe there will be other ways."

"It's really not good, just give it to her."

"It's all about saving your life now!"

"Your Excellency!" At this time, the four 'gods' who had been kneeling down to reward the good and punish the evil, and the four 'gods' who traveled day and night couldn't help but speak when they saw the little prison messenger leaving.

"Please forgive me!"