When she heard that Xu Xian had returned to the security hall, Bai Suzhen said with neither joy nor sadness on her face:
"I already know this. You go down and practice first."
"Yes, empress."
The five ghosts retreated, and the green snake stepped forward and asked:
"Sister, how do you plan to repay Xu Xian's kindness? Do you have any ideas in mind?"
Bai Suzhen frowned slightly, looked in the direction of the security hall, and sighed:
"I originally planned to give him a son so that he could carry on the family line and repay his kindness. Who would have known that he already has a beautiful woman."
"Now that I want to come, let's see what wishes he has. I will help him realize his wishes in life and let him get his wish."
Green Snake smiled and said:
"Sister, you are so crazy. You knew what he wanted, so you told him to make it come true. If he wants to become God in heaven and rule the world, can you help him realize it?"
Bai Suzhen looked at the green snake, was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile:
"Sister Qing'er, Xu Xian is just an ordinary person. He only wants to get promoted and get rich at most, and has a lovely wife and concubine. How could he think of becoming the emperor in heaven? I think you are overly worried."
"Huh, who knows."
Green Snake said:
"Maybe he has a crazy idea and wants to become a god or an emperor. When the time comes, it depends on you. You have decided to help him realize his wish. If his wish cannot be realized, you can keep your inner demons and practice in the future.
You will have to go through countless hardships on the way."
Bai Suzhen said firmly:
"When you start doing something, if you can't be firm in your mind and move forward, you will shrink back and fear the wolf in front and the tiger in the back. In the end, everything will be in vain."
After Zhang Yuanwai had eaten, he had nothing to do, so he picked up a pot of water and walked into the garden.
The garden in the Holy Mansion was transplanted from outside by Zhang Yutang when he had nothing to do over the years. These flowers have been nourished by the vitality gathered by the Ten Thousand Talisman Returning Formation for many years, and they are all blooming as delicately as fire, and are fragrant.
overflow.
thump
While watering the flowers, Zhang Yuanwai suddenly felt dizzy. He dropped the kettle on the ground and the water flowed out.
Then he fell to the ground unconscious.
Ignorantly, I saw two people walking towards me carrying chains. With a clatter, they put the chains on their necks. Zhang Yuanwai struggled for a while and shouted:
"Who are you? How did you break into the Holy Master's Mansion? Who let you in? What are you going to do?"
One of the two men was wearing black clothes and a high hat, holding a dark and cold iron chain in his hand, and the other was wearing white clothes and a high hat, holding a white flag in his hand. After listening to Zhang Yuanwai's words, the man in black said:
"Executive member Zhang, we are ghost agents from the underworld. Your life has expired. We are ordered by the judge to arrest your soul and return it to the underworld. You should not make any unnecessary struggles."
Zhang Yuanwai was a little lost:
"What are you talking about? You said I'm dead. How is that possible? I'm living well, in good health, and have no disease or disaster. How can I die just because I say I'm dead?"
The man in black shouted:
"If you are not dead, then look at who is lying on the ground. You must recognize clearly that you are a ghost now. Stop talking nonsense and leave us quickly. Don't waste time."
Looking down, he saw Zhang Yuanwai with a red face lying quietly on the ground in the garden, as if he was asleep, not breathing at all, and died with a smile on his face.
"I don't want to die, I can't die. I haven't seen my wife and children for the last time. How can I die like this? Brother Guizha, please let me see them for the last time, and then I will leave for you."
The man in white waved the big flag in his hand and shouted:
"The King of Hell lets people die at the third watch. Who dares to leave anyone alive until the fifth watch? Your time has come and your life span has expired. Don't say anything. Follow us on the road to hell. After being judged by the judge, you can enter the six paths of reincarnation again."
Zhang Yuanwai’s face turned white:
"Brother Guizha, please give me a little more time to see them for the last time, okay? I have no disease or disaster, and I am in good health. How could I die so silently, without any warning?"
The man in white said:
"Don't talk nonsense. Five years ago, your son relied on supernatural powers to break into the underworld and snatched Xu Shihua's soul in front of the gate of hell. He deserved death. Xu Shihua lived for five more years. The King of Hell has an order to take from you.
Deducted from Yangshouli."
Xu Xian's father is Xu Shihua.
With a tug on the iron lock, there was a clatter, and he tugged the hook chain around Zhang Yuanwai's neck and walked towards the outside of the Holy Master's Mansion:
"The fortune of this Saint Master's Mansion is so strong that ordinary ghost servants would not dare to come in easily."
"Yes, I don't know which great god Zhang Yutang is reincarnated. I heard from Judge Cui that Zhang Yutang's fate suddenly changed drastically at the moment of his birth more than ten years ago. He was immediately invisible on the life and death sheet and could no longer be seen.
His name."
"Killing oneself to death, going against the will of heaven and taking one's life, I'm afraid there will be a great god or immortal who has jumped out of the Three Realms and Five Elements to protect him."
"It's not good, it's not good, the master passed out."
There was a lot of excitement in the Holy Master's Mansion. The servants in the mansion finally discovered Zhang Yuanwai who had passed out. Following the cry, Mrs. Zhang was the first to rush over. Looking at Zhang Yuanwai who fell on the ground, she hurriedly gave orders to her servants.
Carefully, Zhang Yuanwai was carried back to the room and placed on the soft bed.
"Hurry up and call the doctor. Call the president of the Three Emperors Patriarch Association, Doctor Wu."
"There are a few more people who need to go and call Xu Xian here. Xu Xian has obtained Doctor Xu's true biography and has amazing medical skills. Maybe he will be able to take a liking to the master."
After hearing this, the servants hurriedly ran to invite Wu Renjie and Xu Xian.
Zhang Yutang was also studying and practicing swordsmanship in the yard. After hearing this, he hurried over and walked into the house. He saw Mrs. Zhang holding a handkerchief in her hand and wiping Mr. Zhang's cheek with tears streaming down his face.
She had already realized that he was out of breath.
Her whole body seemed to have been drained of all vitality in an instant. She just wiped her already clean face unconsciously, and her tears rolled down and wet the bed quilt.
"Master, master, please don't let anything happen to you. I don't want to live without you."
Zhang Yutang walked to Mrs. Zhang's side and his expression changed. He had already sensed that Zhang Yuanwai was no longer breathing. He felt sad and was stunned for a moment. Big tears finally flowed out.
Stay together for fifteen years, fifteen years!
How could he die suddenly?
How could it be?
Wu Renjie heard that Zhang Yuanwai had fainted, so he brought the medicine box and walked over without stopping, not daring to delay at all. Human life was at stake, let alone the father of the Holy Master. This was related to the future, happiness, and future of his daughter and son-in-law.
, you still have to rely on the Holy Master to some extent.
Xu Xian looked at the servant from the Holy Master's Mansion, a trace of hesitation flashed on his face:
"I originally wanted to inherit my father's legacy and carry forward the Baoan Tang. However, I am now a Imperial Scholar, a disciple of the Emperor, and I have offended Yu Menglong. If I want to resist Yu Menglong, I have to embark on an official career."
"If I want to embark on an official career, the status of this doctor will seem low. Should I go or not?"
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