The atmosphere in the Chenghuang Temple was tense, and the white-clothed swordsman went and returned, You Fang's sword pointed at the military judge, and Nanshan sword pointed at the Wen judge.

The two long swords, one is born naturally by nature, and the other is the true unification of Nanshan, which is the innate victory for these ghost officials.

The old man of the city god was a little at a loss, it stands to reason that Zhang Muliu is doing it in the temple, it is extremely unreasonable, he can go to the Song court, if he can't manage it, then it is okay to sue the academy and Nanshan.

But the first thing the man said when he looked back was accountability, and he wasn't sure if there was anything strange about his ghosts.

Chenghuang smiled bitterly and walked in front of Zhang Muliu, hugged his fists and said: "Lord Jianhou, if you talk about the title of the imperial court, you are both a marquis and a prince, I am not as good as you." However, this official is the underworld of the underworld, and the order he received is still the underworld Yama. ”

Although the words were hard, but under the long sword, this City God Lord still trembled a little.

Zhang Muliu said indifferently: "The cold clothes sacrificed in the mortal world were distributed by the city gods of a place, right? Why didn't they receive the clothes? You don't know that if the ghosts in this city riot, the mortals can't stand it." ”

For people, it doesn't matter whether or not to buy new clothes, but for those ghosts who can't be reincarnated, a winter dress is a necessary thing to suppress obsessions and resentment.

Zhang Muliu looked at the military judge, "Don't you say anything about it, judge, but don't say that you don't know." ”

The military judge was still a man, the tip of the sword did not enter the center of his eyebrows, wisps of black qi scattered, and he was stunned and didn't say a word.

Chenghuang squinted and said: "Whoever did it will stand up, although we are just dead ghosts, but after all, we are officials, don't humiliate a piece of clothing." ”

After a long time, no one answered, and the city god finally straightened up when he faced Zhang Muliu, "Marquis Zhang, my official skills are measurable, but I can't allow outsiders to bully my subordinate officials." If you are still so vexatious, I will sue you. ”

Zhang Muliu waved his hand, and the two long swords flew out of the City God Temple.

The young man turned his head away again, and before leaving, he said, "I gave you a wake-up call, if I find out something, don't blame me for demolishing your temple." ”

Chenghuang walked a few steps to the gate, bent down deeply with his fists, and said loudly: "Sword Hou! Luo Zhong begs you to help me drive away those ghosts." ”

Zhang Muliu stopped and said in a cold voice: "Millions of ghosts, I can only do my best, but you still have to think about what I just said." ”

Fang Cong and Liu Gong waited on the side of the road, and left straight after the young man in white came out.

After walking a few miles, Liu Gong suddenly asked, "How does the master know that there must be a problem with the ghost officials in the City God Temple?"

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, "Where do I know where to go? It's not that simple, and when the ghost door opens at night on October 15, let's just stay at the door. ”

Fang Cong was puzzled: "Isn't this place very close to Nanshan?

The young man smiled and said lightly: "How can it not matter, we only need to guard the ghost gate for a moment, whether it is a scholar from Jinling Academy or a Taoist priest from Nanshan, we will come soon." ”

After a pause, the young man frowned and said, "What I'm afraid of is that someone provokes these ghosts out in order to eat them and boost their own cultivation. ”

In fact, no matter how many ghosts come out, even if there are millions, a single Nanshan Flying Sword can suppress them. So Zhang Muliu was a little confused, what did that person want to do when he released these ghosts?

Suddenly, I was stunned, as if there was something in the human world that was leaving me, but no matter how I explored, I couldn't see it clearly.

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, and said for some reason: "Will you come back?"

In a secret realm, the four seasons turn, there is a cold and glamorous woman dressed in white lying on a glorious stone platform, holding a pen in her hand and not knowing what she is writing.

A girl in green appeared out of thin air, walked straight to Liu Xiaobei's side, looked at it and sneered: "Why did you look like this? ”

The woman in white and barefoot is naturally Liu Xiaobei.

The female sword immortal raised her head slowly, her voice was cold, "I didn't expect you to be reincarnated with a lower face, and you didn't cheat for personal gain, right? The goddess who is in charge of yin and yang is actually reincarnated, I have seen it." ”

The woman on the stone platform disappeared in an instant, and when she reappeared, she was already stuck in the neck of the woman in green with one hand.

Liu Xiaobei smiled: "You dare to talk to me like this?"

The woman in green looked calm, gently broke free of her white jade hand, and sneered: "Didn't you let him come to Tongguguan just to see me? But the ugly words are ahead, if you have any careful thoughts about him, don't blame me for not remembering the old love. The way you are now, do you have what it takes to fight me? Sword God!"

When the heavens and the earth first opened, countless creatures were born from chaos, and at the same time, many heavy weapons and ballast weapons appeared.

In those long and boring eons of time, there were countless ancient gods, all of whom were ruled by the Emperor of Heaven.

And the one with the highest lethality is the first sword in the world, and then he became an adult with a sword, and he is called the sword god.

There are countless people in the world who dare to call themselves sword gods. The big rivers and lakes have the sword gods of the big rivers and lakes, and the small rivers and lakes have the sword gods of the small rivers and lakes. But there is only one real ancient sword god.

Liu Xiaobei smiled: "I like that little guy very much, as for using or calculating, you don't care." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger, and under the false press, the ground under the feet of the woman in green was instantly covered with countless cracks.

"I'm not good now, killing a reincarnated ancient god, it's not a big problem. ”

The woman in green frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "So you're going to stop me from doing big things?"

Liu Xiaobei smiled disdainfully, turned around and went to the place where the spring was located, and waved his hand to hang a swing on the book.

The woman in white sat on the swing and shook slightly, and said with a smile: "About before Jiazi, I have a human soul who has walked through this world. I've seen the old monk, Niubi, and the scholar, but I still can't be interested in the world. As for the three highest heavens, I'm even less interested. Later, I found a sword, went to the regular mountain, and saw a little guy who was crying with a bamboo bucket, and then lay in the sea of clouds and watched him for a few years. Later, he followed him south to find his mother, and saw him a lot of funny things. I also saw him calculating, dreaming for three thousand years, and when he woke up, his heart was like ashes, and when he saw her on the bank of the Weishui River, I left. ”

The woman in green sneered, "My brother, if he knew about these things, what would he think?"

Liu Xiaobei said lightly: "I don't know, so I beat up the sword instructor and waited for him in Qiaoshan for several years." ”

After a pause, she continued: "Good words to persuade you, I want him to restore the ancient gods, I think too much. Whether it's you, or the god of water, even the Xuannu who was calculating at the beginning, she took it for granted. He Zhang Muliu will only be an immortal in the future, and he will never become a god, even if he knows that the person he once loved deeply is the soul and soul division of the ancestor of the number of war spells, what can he do?"

The number of weapons in the world comes from the sky.

Back then, there was a young man who led a donkey back to his hometown and met a woman holding a circumference on the Weishui River embankment.

When there was no Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the world, there were 36 great gods in the 36 heavens, each with a monopoly.

The ninth heaven, the Xuan heroine.

Liu Xiaobei suddenly laughed out loud, "Do you know, the four of you, tell those bullnoses to be four mothers." You are revered as the mother of the earth, what is your name Niangniang, guess what?"

The woman in green frowned and asked, "You really don't know what the Xuannu and the water god are calculating?"

The woman in white blinked and said, "Of the four maidens, three of them are entangled with the little guy, and they are not shallow! Within a hundred years, it will be okay for me to see you here, but you will not be born, and what happens in the future will depend on his creation. ”

The woman in green turned around and wanted to leave, but Liu Xiaobei suddenly said seriously: "He is really not a reincarnated person?"

The woman in green sneered before leaving, "Even if it's you, dare to be reincarnated in Xiaozhu Mountain?"

The woman in white nodded, and said in her heart that it was true, whether it was an immortal or a god, who would dare to be reincarnated in Xiaozhu Mountain?

That's the birthday star's long life.

She said to herself: "Now it's getting more and more interesting, the water official solves the misfortune, the three goddesses are all related to him, and the three officials are just thieves who stole the luck of the three ancient gods, how to fight with those three." ”

Ask for your own blessings, little one!

............

Tonggu Pass, October 15, the water official relieved the misfortune.

Zhang Muliu and a few people are on the bank of the Weishui River in the west.

Some things are not something that can be forgotten if you want to, when you were in Hongdu, so close to Yunmengze, Zhang Muliu still didn't dare to go to Yunmengze to take a look. Today on the banks of the Weishui River, it is hard not to think of the girl in the dark green dress, and subconsciously dare not look at Fang Cong.

He only told Liqiushui that when the ferry was asleep, he dreamed of Li Yuzhen.

Fang Cai had a strange feeling, as if the things he left had returned, and Zhang Muliu was much more relieved.

Liu Gong lit a fire and grilled the fish, and said in his mouth: "Will the ghost gate be opened here?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Tonight's ghost gate is also a water gate. If it's not in the river, it's in Weishui, I'm just gambling. ”

In fact, the young man was a little puzzled at this moment, why did Long Da leave first? Judging from the breath he left, this guy was heading in the direction of Chang'an. But what are you doing in a hurry to go to Chang'an?

The young man suddenly turned his head to see a woman in green coming in the clouds.

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "Our little county lord is well-informed enough, so I'm here?"

The woman in green is naturally Zhao Sisi.

Zhao Sisi walked closer and muttered, "Big brother won't say hello when he comes back, and Sisi will come to you." ”

Before the young man was introduced, Liu Gong ran over with a smile and hugged his fists: "Senior aunt, I am the second disciple of the master, named Liu Gong." ”

In front of Fang Cong, he didn't dare to call himself a big disciple.

Zhao Sisi smiled, turned his head to look at Fang Cong, and asked, "Is this a big disciple?"

Fang Cong smiled and said, "Sister, don't talk nonsense, I'm not a big disciple, I'm just a sword-bearer." ”

Two young girls, one in green, one in dark green.

Zhang Muliu took out a maza, waved his hand to let Zhao Sisi sit down, and then said with a smile: "What's the matter?

The woman shook her head and said, "That's not true, he just told my uncle the emperor that Lord Jianhou will help him defend Tonggu Pass, and I only hope that the real people who protect the country will also come to help." But where do you dare to come?"

Not many people know the name Yu Mengmeng, and Yu Yu is the real name of this fish real person.

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly, and said in his heart that he had run away? If he has run away, he can't run away from the money bag.

"So you're here? Our little county lord wants to block all ghosts by himself, right? Women don't let them shave their eyebrows, that's good!" Zhang Muliu quipped.

Zhao Sisi rolled his eyes and sighed: "Brother, you go to Chang'an and beat Changsheng first." He is now drinking every day to catch up with you, and his mother looks strange and distressed, but he just doesn't want to be obedient. ”

Zhang Muliu said: "Okay, when this night is over, I'll beat him first." ”

Zhao Sisi was slightly silent, and said, "I did this thing. ”

The young man frowned, Zhao Sisi smiled bitterly, and said: "Does the eldest brother believe me? This matter is related to the foundation of my avenue, if the eldest brother believes in me, you can leave with confidence, I will never let the people here be frightened, and there is a way to let those ghosts reincarnate." ”

Zhang Muliu pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Believe, but don't be too tired yourself." ”

Zhao Sisi nodded, and said with a smile: "The eldest brother is a celebrity now, and my uncle the emperor wants to give you a Song royal lord too." ”

As he spoke, he was also transmitting, "The hill where Changsheng's arm was chopped off, don't be in a hurry to go, big brother." It is very likely that it will be the monster den of Shengshen Continent, and after the second major change, I will go to trouble them. ”

Zhang Muliu said: "But don't give any more titles, I'll ask him for a place then." When the mountain is completed, you and Changsheng must come, do you know?"

In fact, the young man kept doubting in his heart, and the reason why he believed in Zhao Sisi was because when he first met, this ghost girl had the ability to exorcise ghosts. But she is also a Jindan realm, and she wants to clean up that mountain alone, but if she doesn't say it, she can't ask.

The young man stood up and said with a smile: "It's all up to you, then I'll go to Chang'an first." ”

The woman nodded slightly, and the young man left with a half-apprentice, Edgeworth.

In the sea of clouds, Fang Cong was puzzled: "Aren't you going to guard the ghost gate, why did you leave again?"

Zhang Muliu said lightly: "She can do it alone." ”

............

On the night of the fifteenth, the clouds were churning on the banks of the Weishui River, and a huge portal appeared out of thin air from the surface of the water, and a woman in green sat on a cloud with Erlang's legs crossed and swallowed melon seeds.

The people of the City God Temple came in an instant, and the City God led six departments and six divisions, civil and military judges, and came day and night.

The military judge looked around and saw no swordsman in white. He sneered and said, "What kind of big-tailed wolf? ”

The woman in green turned her head with a smile, and the military judge instantly seemed to have been drained of half of his cultivation, and only one of them had just entered the realm of ghost cultivation.

Everyone in the City God Temple trembled, and after a glance, they abolished the person?

Luo Chenghuang frowned and said, "What does the county lord mean by this?

Zhao Sisi smiled indifferently, turned his head to look at the ghost things that had overflowed like a tide, a phantom shadow swept out of the woman's body, opened his mouth and sucked it, and the millions of ghost things that had not had time to get out disappeared.

The woman looked at the people in the City God Temple and said with a smile, "What did you say?"

Luo Zhong's heart was shocked, at this moment, this little county lord was ten thousand times more terrifying than Yan Luo in his eyes.

The phantom swept back, and Zhao Sisi sat on the clouds and shook his legs, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

Luo Zhong's brows tightened, he remembered a legend he had once heard.

In ancient times, hell was not opened, and yin and yang were not separated. After the death of the living beings, it is up to a goddess to open the path of reincarnation, and everything on the earth is under its jurisdiction. In later generations, the three religions respected her as the mother of the earth, also known as the earth.

Zhao Sisi looked at Meng Zhong and said with a smile, "What do you guess?"

The city god's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, "My subordinates don't dare to guess." ”

The woman in green shook her legs and said to herself: "I haven't been there since I had an underworld, why don't you accompany me to have a look?"

An old master from Jinling Academy rushed here, but found that the accumulated Yin Qi had long since dissipated, he looked at a middle-aged Taoist who was frowning and asked, "What happened?"

The man said helplessly: "Where do I know where to go?" ”

Netherworld is a little lively today, and there is a woman in green who walks all the way to the Yama Palace, throwing melon seed shells casually. There was also a low-level city god following behind.

The underworld does not allow living people to come, but when the woman saw her golden eyes, she didn't dare to step forward whether it was impermanence or the king, and she couldn't even look directly into the woman's eyes. Once she was given a look, at least a hundred years of cultivation would suddenly dissipate.

The same is true of the Ten Temples of Yama.

The woman walked to the place where the king of Yama was, and the person on the hall of Yama was sweating profusely.

Zhao Sisi smiled and said, "Millions of Heroic Spirits, how about sending them to life?"

King Yama whispered, "You are...... Who?"

The woman smiled: "Xiao Qin has a good memory?"

............

At night in Chang'an City, the three of them went to a small alley, dressed in white and walked straight to the wine shop.

There was no one in the liquor shop, except for a man with empty sleeves on one side, with a stubbled beard, drinking bowl after bowl of wine.

The shopkeeper was very helpless, and walked up to beg: "Little prince, you can't drink anymore." What have you become now?"

Zhao Changsheng said with a smile: "I'm a waste, what else can I do?"

Dressed in white, he strode in, kicked Zhao Changsheng to the ground with one kick, and then kicked again, and the little prince bowed to the ground like a shrimp.

Zhang Muliu picked it up and threw it outside the wine shop, took out a whip out of thin air in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and was about to go over to whip people.

The shopkeeper hurriedly stopped him, and he couldn't do it one by one, this is our little prince.

Zhao Changsheng outside woke up a little, and when he looked up, his eyes were instantly full of tears.

The young man choked up and said, "Brother!"

The shopkeeper is no longer in the way, the little prince is called brother, at least it is also the Hou Ye.

Zhang Muliu threw away the whip he bought on the side of the road, walked over with a black face, and said coldly: "What are you crying about?"

Zhao Changsheng couldn't stop sobbing and choked up: "I never pity my arm, I just blame myself for not saving that girl." Brother, am I useless? I have to help my sister-in-law find a place for me. ”

The shopkeeper inside instantly realized that it was the woman in red together. He said in his heart that this young man was really blessed to have such a beautiful daughter-in-law.

Zhang Muliu said in a deep voice: "When you are a drunkard, you can be saved? Why can't you practice your sword well if you have this kung fu? I can't hold a sword when I pick up a wine jug in my left hand? I have a friend who went to the ferry in the east and eight died, and when he came back alive, he also lost his right arm, why didn't he become an alcoholic?"

Zhao Changsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "But I can't get over that hurdle, even if my sister-in-law cuts down the mountain, that Miss Xu and his family won't survive." ”

The young man in white walked over, also sat against the wall, grabbed the young man's empty sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I promised my godfather to protect you, but I didn't do it." ”

Zhao Changsheng hid his face and cried bitterly, "Big brother, leave that mountain to me, and I'll go find a field by myself in the future." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled: "Okay, when I go back to my hometown next time, I will definitely give you a good sword, broadsword." ”

The Xuanwang Mansion was brightly lit at night, Zhao Xuan was not there, and accompanied Qiao Yushan to Xingze, and in this palace, there was only one master of the princess.

Zhang Muliu was alone, Zhao Changsheng was tied strongly, and Fang Cong and Liu Gong became the escorts.

Liu Gong was very depressed, since he followed the master, the people he met everywhere he went were taller than his own generation, even this kid who was about the same age as himself was actually his own uncle according to his generation.

He also heard that the master had many younger siblings, all of whom were younger than his own.

Alas, the thought of this makes me feel very uncomfortable.

The closer he got to Zhang Muliu's hometown, the more well-behaved and sensible Fang Cong became.

The girl thought, fighting alone can't compare to Liqiushui, giving a good impression that you can't lose, and now you have to go to the black-hearted swordsman's godfather's house, you have to be like a good girl.

The one guarding the door was still the old man from last year, and when he saw Zhang Muliu, he immediately shouted young master, but when he turned his head to look at Zhao Changsheng, his face was strange.

The old man said: "It's okay for the young master to go home, but the lady has an explanation, and the little prince is not allowed to enter the house." ”

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll take him in, the godmother is to blame me, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

The old man said in his heart that our young master is so smart, he knows that it is not difficult for me.

It stands to reason that Chang'an City can't support these flowers and plants, but once you enter this garden, it's like returning to spring and summer.

Mrs. Jinyi held scissors and trimmed flowers under the moon.

Zhang Muliu stepped forward a few steps and shouted with a smile: "Godmother, I don't know how to take a look at my son when he comes back, I take care of the flowers and plants." ”

Jiang Rui turned his head suddenly, and saw a hosta dressed in white, and under the moon among the flowers, like an immortal.

The princess ran over in small steps, reached out and touched the young man's chin, and only showed a smile when she felt that she didn't tie her hand, and quipped: "My family has a daughter-in-law and daughter, and I thought I had to grow a beard again." ”

Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "Godmother is still like this, in a few days, Qiushui will come early, you can take a good look at your godgranddaughter." ”

Zhao Changchang, who was behind, sighed and muttered, "Every time I see my godson, I forget to kiss my son." ”

Jiang Rui didn't seem to hear Zhao Changsheng's words, walked in front of Fang Cong, and asked with a smile: "This girl is really handsome, and she will definitely be a great beauty in the future." ”

Fang Cong's heart was beautiful, looking like a beautiful girl, and weakly shouted Aunt Jiang. Just as she was about to add some fuel and vinegar, the black-hearted swordsman glared at her, and she had to say in a muffled voice: "My name is Fang Cong, and he was kidnapped halfway through." ”

The young man in white instantly had black lines on his face.

Jiang Rui touched the girl's face, and said that the bastard boy will rob the people's daughter, see how I clean him up.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Liu Gong, and Zhao Changsheng in the middle was as if he didn't exist from beginning to end.

Liu Gong hugged his fists and said with a smile: "I am the second disciple of the master, and I don't know what to call you." ”

Jiang Rui said: "Each has its own opinion, you just call the ancestor." ”

The young Liu Gong wants to cry without tears, so it is better to call his grandmother!

Zhao Changsheng said helplessly: "Mother, my son is here, you can take a look back!"

Jiang Rui turned his head to Zhang Muliu and said in a deep voice: "Shut up and kneel!"

With a bang, the one-armed young man knelt down.

Liu Gong wanted to wipe his sweat, and said in his heart that this old ancestor was really powerful.

Zhang Muliu and Jiang Rui chatted for a long time in the pavilion, and the young man specially talked about the camellia on Cangzhou Island, but the woman didn't say much, so Zhang Muliu didn't dare to ask again.

Jiang Rui asked: "I heard his father say that you are now in a very high position, maybe it will be a disaster, you have to pay attention!"

Zhang Muliu patted the woman's hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, godmother, I have a number in my heart." I'll go to the palace later, you can scare and scare Changsheng, but don't fight anymore. ”

The woman nodded, Zhang Muliu got up and walked over, and said softly: "You accompany my godmother to talk for a while, and I will go to the palace to see Emperor Song." ”

Before going out, Jiang Rui said: "Liu'er, call him uncle, he deserves your uncle." ”

Zhang Muliu nodded and went straight to the imperial city.

There is no curfew in Chang'an City, and even though it is late at night, the streets are still crowded with pedestrians and the smell of wine is overflowing.

For no reason, I remembered a sentence, "How is the night? ”

If you ask for someone, you can't go to the palace with your sword. Besides, if you meet the emperor late at night, it's not a big problem, right?

Before they got close to the palace gate, the guards drew their swords and shouted in unison: "Retreat! ”

I saw that the white clothes did not retreat and retreated, and walked to the general guarding the city and threw out the sword token.

"I'm Zhang Muliu, and I want to see Emperor Song. ”

The general frowned, this person's words were not the courtier's address to the emperor.

"It's getting late, presumably the emperor has rested, please come back to the sword wait, and come back tomorrow." ”

Zhang Muliu sighed, and said in his heart that it would be troublesome to see an emperor, so he thought about going to the imperial study in an instant.

The young man suddenly turned his head to see a very beautiful young man ten feet away, smiling.

"The emperor said, there is no need to report the sword waiting for the audience, you let him in. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled indifferently, turned around and beckoned. The latter shook his head with a smile, and when he saw Zhang Muliu's brows frowning slightly, he ran away.

The young man said helplessly: "This guy has always been so cowardly, didn't I just slap him and almost kill him, and he didn't really die, why did he run away when he saw me?"

The gatekeeper handed back the sword token, waved his hand to open the palace gate, and said that the sword wait, please enter.

After the young man in white walked away, one of the soldiers asked cautiously, "General, is Yu Zhanlin so afraid of the sword?"

The gatekeeper reprimanded: "Don't talk about it. ”

In fact, he kept slandering in his heart, "If it were me, I would be afraid!

Whoever entered the palace gate, almost no one interrogated, but Zhang Muliu was too faceless, and the patrol soldiers would always come to ask about it. Zhang Muliu simply hung the sword token on his waist, which saved a lot of trouble.

When he arrived outside the imperial study, there were still people questioning, and the young man shouted impatiently: "Zhang Muliu asks to see." ”

Zhao Kai said with a smile: "Come in, you kid is angry enough." ”

Stepping through the door, the young man frowned suddenly.

Because this emperor, who was older than Zhao Xuan, had gray hair for some reason.

Emperor Zhao Xuan was relieved to fold in his hand, turned his head to look at Zhang Muliu, and the first sentence was: "Boy, I can't live with your father." ”

Originally, Zhang Muliu didn't want to call him uncle, but now he was a little shaken.

Zhao Xuan waved his hand to let a little eunuch bring the brazier, and said with a smile: "The little emperor of the Liang Kingdom gave you the prince, but he slapped me in the face! I kept Chen Shucheng, not to protect him, but to leave him to you." ”

Zhang Muliu was silent for a moment, and then said, "Second uncle, if you have anything, tell your nephew, I can carry it now." Is someone looking for you?"

The emperor laughed, and tears of laughter came out.