Of course, He Lingchuan knew that after he passed the magic eye test, he might have been crossed out of the list of suspects of the gods, and the monitoring of him would probably be much loosened in the future.

But there is also a white child.

Hey, this guy has been trying to keep an eye on him, it's just inexplicable.

Therefore, he had to quickly find something to do for Bai Ziqi.

Fu Shan Yue saw that he had been rubbing his temples, so he said, "Come on, you rest first." We're going to see it tomorrow. ”

He Lingchuan nodded.

When he returned to his room, he closed the doors and windows, and scanned the mirror to make sure that he was not being wiretapped. What he took out was a leaf.

The leaves of the Guluo tree in Panlong Castle were originally beautiful golden red, but now they are withered and curled, and they are covered with yellow spots.

At first glance, it looks no different from other fallen leaves picked up on the ground.

He Lingchuan looked at it carefully and exhaled softly:

"A blind eye."

It turned out that the second sentence of the Wood Spirit Venerable should be here.

What Jin Yezi wants to block is not his gaze, but the eyeballs of the eyeballs of the monster.

Borrowing this leaf, He Lingchuan successfully passed Miao Zhantian's lie test.

Thousands of years ago, in the ancient war, the immortals of the Great Restoration Sect borrowed the leaves of the Dao Tree to defeat the Great Demon Mulian;

Thousands of years later, He Lingchuan used the leaves of the Dao Tree given by the Wood Spirit Venerable to defeat the eyeballs left by Mulian once again and save his life.

A drink and a peck, is it not predetermined?

For Mu Ling, the senior who accurately calculated that a thousand years later, he still saved his life, He Lingchuan was so impressed that he threw himself to the ground, and he was also curious about the last sentence left.

What kind of application scenario does that fit into?

As He Lingchuan watched, the leaves slowly turned to ash and fell to the ground.

The Soul Mirror wondered, "What happened to the leaves of the Guluo Tree?" ”

"I'm running out of power." The touchstone of the wonderful sky and the true eye are not so easy to resist.

As for whether the gods will question the results of this test, He Lingchuan believes that it will not be in the short term.

The reason is simple, if they don't have confidence in big eyes, why do they have this test?

Not to mention that the gods can easily invade his sea of consciousness, Mi Tian said a long time ago that the barriers between the divine realm and the human world are clear, and it is not easy to cross the boundary in any form.

The most powerful evidence is that Miao Zhantian only asked him three questions, and after asking them, the invasion was about to end.

If they can stay in the sea of his knowledge at will, let alone three, thirty or three hundred can be asked.

Therefore, he was inclined to think that the gods would have to exert a lot of effort for this invasion.

Since they have high hopes for the eyes of the eyes, the "true" conclusions they have drawn will be able to convince the gods for at least a while.

This is also a strategic opportunity for He Lingchuan to risk his life this time.

After all, I was still too young to underestimate the complexity and danger of fighting against the gods.

If it weren't for the help of Panlong City and the Wood Spirit Venerable, he would have been exposed by the Heavenly God this time.

In fact, in the final analysis, this contest was not He Lingchuan's at all, but a duel between the Panlong City, the Wood Spirit Venerable, and the Heavenly God behind him.

In fact, to put it more broadly, this can be seen as a continuation of the struggle between the immortals and the gods.

Temporarily they have the upper hand. He Lingchuan walked around before going to the ghost gate and picked up a small life.

The mirror sighed and praised: "It is worthy of being a treasure of the City of the Dead, and it can actually block the true eye of the gods!" ”

He Lingchuan hugged his head and sighed deeply:

"It's me who is too underestimated!"

Looking back now, in fact, he made the mistake of adventurism before he left for Tianshu Peak.

"I think of them too well." He underestimated the will and means of the gods.

The twists and turns and calculations that he relied on may still be cared about by the Demon Emperor, but the gods don't eat this at all.

They are powerful, brutal, unscrupulous, and do whatever they want, and test whoever they want, regardless of whether the victim lives or dies.

They didn't particularly target He Lingchuan, because all human beings were like a drop in the ocean in their eyes, as humble as ants at the root of the wall.

Anyway, it's all a press and it dies.

Fortunately, with the protection of Panlong City and Wood Spirit Venerable, He Lingchuan was able to survive this catastrophe.

He remembered the words of the Wood Spirit Venerable:

"Young people, let them be allowed to make mistakes."

As the Wood Spirit Venerable spoke, his eyes were fixed on the golden red leaves. He Lingchuan only felt at this time that the words of the Wood Spirit Venerable were meant to him.

This wise man exhausted all his heavenly opportunities to give He Lingchuan a chance to make a mistake without having to die.

Just once.

He Lingchuan said firmly: "I won't make this kind of mistake again." ”

No one will give him any more excuses for his mistakes in the future. As Venerable Wood Spirit said, the future will be handed over to future generations.

“？？” The mirror is confused all the way.

It can't keep up with the owner's mind, what to do?

He Lingchuan pressed his temples, remembering the last moment of the divine invasion, the unreasonable god who wanted to snatch his body.

Miao Zhantian also had a dispute with it, which shows that the gods are not monolithic, and there are times when there are differences of opinion and conflict of interest.

Reasonable.

Of course, the most important thing is that after the blue light mark lit up, it shouted:

"How is it the mark of Narakuten?"

That is, it recognizes the owner of this mark.

This confirms He Lingchuan's long-term speculation: the one who left a mark in the depths of his sea of consciousness was indeed another god.

It's just that he didn't know the other party's name until today:

Narakuten.

There's a name to look up, that's good.

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Thanks to the elixir that calms the nerves and nourishes the brain, when he got up the next morning, He Lingchuan's head didn't hurt.

Fu Shan Yue and he took Jiao Yu and other guards to climb Qilin Mountain to see the newly acquired house.

Fortunately, the road up the mountain is still smooth and wide, and the road surface is not damaged, which shows that the original materials are solid.

Compared with Pan Mountain Mansion, Pianxiang Villa is closer to the center of Xiacheng, and the area is about half of Dunyuan——

Sitting on half of the Qilin Mountain, it is already very large.

It is located in the north and faces south, occupying half of the sunny side of Qilin Mountain, and it stands to reason that the first rays of sunlight in the morning can shine on the attic of the villa. However, the garden has been abandoned for many years, and the trees are full of grass and trees, and the large trees with teeth and claws block the sunlight that shines into the garden.

The mountains behind the house are even more gloomy, the wild grass is so lush that it is difficult for people to walk, and there are often all kinds of small animals shuttling around.

Go under the tree and grab two handfuls of soil, wet.

The tiger sniffed everywhere and rolled in the grass nest, and found a nest of more than a dozen weasels and a large flock of storks and cranes.

When these two monsters saw people coming, they were not afraid, but they were so frightened by the tiger that they ran away, until they heard that Pian Xiang Villa had a new owner, so they begged Fushan Yue to renew their contract.

It turns out that these are all monsters raised in the backyard by Chun Yu's family, specializing in removing insects and snakes, rats and ants for the owner's house.

Chun Yu's family has been changed, they don't, they still live in the backyard of Qilin Mountain, they have lived very comfortably these years, and they don't want to move.

Fushiyama is free of choice, but asks them to clean up all the pesky creatures in the mansion within two days. After all, the house has been empty for seven years, it is big and empty, and it has long become a safe nest for snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Both litters of youkai patted their chests to ensure that they completed the task, which was originally their job.

The weasel even blinked his little eyes and asked Fu Shanyue: "I have a few goat friends who are very good at garden grass pruning, do you want to hire them together?" Just pack the rice, and give a little pocket money, the salary is much cheaper than hiring someone. ”

“…… Okay. ”

Although it is unkempt, the main body of the villa is still very magnificent, the beams and columns have not been corroded by the earth, and the furniture is basically complete. It can be seen that the materials used in the construction were solid.

Because there are weasels and other monsters, few thieves break in.

Overall, you can stay with a little care.

After descending the mountain, Fushanyue immediately sent people to Yaxing to hire some servants to come back.

Such a large mountain villa needs at least hundreds of people to take care of it.

……

Pian Xiang Villa is not able to live for the time being, Fu Shan is more busy with other things, He Lingchuan still returned to the inn.

After dinner, a guy from the shop came to deliver tea.

"Put it there." He Lingchuan didn't look back.

The man did not go, but stood motionless:

"He Xiao."

Listen to that rigid voice, and you will know who is coming. He Lingchuan sighed, this trouble still didn't stop one after another, and he didn't even have time to take a breath.

He went out of the house and drove away all the idlers.

"How?"

"The national teacher agreed, but there was one condition."

"Please."

"The New Year's Praise Ceremony can't know that you're pulling the strings, or even know that you're involved in this." Xi Yunhe said, "The national teacher asked you to do something because you have nothing to do with us and do not involve any interests, so the clues you submitted are innocent and credible; The New Year's Praise Ceremony borrowed troops from the national teacher, and the movement was too big, and it would definitely reach the ears of the emperor in the end. If the emperor finds out that you are pulling the strings, your relationship with us will be exposed. ”

He Lingchuan nodded: "Don't worry, I won't come forward, and he won't know." ”

Xi Yunhe was in charge of negotiations yesterday, and today he just came over to pass the word: "Okay." Then the national teacher will borrow 30,000 troops from the Baling State, and then assign two generals, all of whom will be dispatched by the New Year's Praise Ceremony. This will be done in five months at the latest. ”

It's done! He Lingchuan took a deep breath.

"The national teacher has great powers, and such a major event can be implemented overnight." He admired, "However, how can we win the New Year's Praise Ceremony without evidence? ”

"East Second Lane of Tianjie, the end of the South Paper Shop, there is a pair of white stone horses at the door. You walked in and told the shopkeeper that you wanted ten pairs of Nanbaoxuan's inkstone and Qiuhujian's paper, and the negotiated price was forty wen. He will give you the token of the national teacher and his own handwriting. ”

"Take these two things to give Nian Praise gifts, and he will be able to go to the Baling Kingdom to ask for soldiers." Xi Yunhe confessed again, "Tokens can't be imitated; There are two autographed letters, one to explain the situation for the New Year's ceremony, and the other is sealed with fire paint, which is to be presented to the monarch of Baling, and cannot be opened halfway. ”

He Lingchuan was moved: "The national teacher actually thought so thoughtfully!" ”

is worthy of being a hundred-year-old officialdom old fritter, such an arrangement is really intimate. What He Lingchuan thought of and didn't expect, he designed it.

(End of chapter)