The thirty-sixth and fifth chapters paint the ground as a prison
After learning about the relationship between Zhuo Yifan and the current emperor, He Xinlan regretted what she had done. Although Zhuo Yifan said nothing, He Xinlan knew that the other party probably already deeply hated her in his heart.
However, in fact, He Xinlan thought too much.
Zhuo Yifan only regarded He Xinlan's use of him to get a beating from Pan Wu as a mortal experience. In fact, he also wanted to thank He Xinlan, because this incident changed his life among mortals.
More perfect. This is very helpful for understanding the meaning of Tao.
However, He Xinlan didn't think so, and approached him again and again to change jobs for him. Zhuo Yifan really couldn't stand the woman's persuasion, so he finally agreed to the position of deputy general manager of the fire room.
In order to compensate, He Xinlan specially built a new house next to the fire house as the deputy general manager's office. And Zhuo Yifan just lived in it. When you go out early in the morning, turn right and you can go directly to the fire house, which is convenient.
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The deputy general manager's room is very luxurious, and its layout style even surpasses that of the Tianya room. It is divided into two rooms, the inner and outer rooms. The inner room is mainly for leisure and entertainment, and there is even a huge soup pool.
After work every day, Zhuo Yifan would invite all the brothers in the fire room to take a hot bath in the inner room. He also specially set up a few more beds in the inner room. If the brothers in the fire room are tired, they can directly
It doesn't matter if you rest inside and don't go back to the dormitory.
In this way, the fire house, which was spurned and hated by people because of Zhuo Yifan, became a place that was envied by everyone.
And unknowingly, Zhuo Yifan also became a part of the fire house, becoming one with the life and people here.
His generosity and warmth won the hearts of the big men in Huofang, and everyone treated him sincerely, even to the extent that they were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
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That night, the sky was clear and clear, with no stars or moon visible.
Some of the people in the fire room went back after taking a bath, while others were so tired that they took a rest in the inner room.
Zhuo Yifan took a nap in the inner room and moved to the table outside. He looked up at the sky, calmed down for a while, and slowly drank a pot of wine. The wine passed through his stomach, and this spicy and sweet taste
The taste is full of strong mortal energy, which washes away the evil spirit buried deep in the soul, and at the same time weakens the murderous atmosphere of the sea of blood and mountains of corpses in the world of cultivators.
It was a peaceful night, but two uninvited guests came to the door of Longkongxuan.
"Elder Jin, this boy can make a magic weapon by painting casually. I'm afraid his master is not an ordinary person. If he is a strong man who has cultivated that kind of power, there will be thousands more of us in this realm.
He's not an opponent either." The silver-robed Taoist looked at Long Kongxuan where people were coming in and out, and he couldn't help feeling a little frightened.
"This is impossible." Hearing this, the golden-robed Taoist immediately shook his head and said: "In order to understand the Taoist meaning, the sect leader even sacrificed his own cultivation and spent nearly a hundred years before he almost succeeded. In the past few years, how many people have come from
Once upon a time, the masters in the region imitated the sect master and followed his path of enlightenment, but all failed, and a large number of them even ended up with a life-long failure. Therefore, you and I both know how difficult it is to cultivate the Tao."
"Besides, when you come to this area, you have to pass through the gate. There are always people guarding Xintiandi. Everyone who enters the area has clear records. I have asked people to check this person named Lin Fan. There is no record at all. It is just the Tianyu
Just aboriginals. Since he is aboriginal, his master is obviously from this area." Elder Jin waved his hand and chuckled: "Haha, we are just dealing with two natives, what else is there to be afraid of... Elder Yin, what do you think?
Woolen cloth?"
"It is difficult to cultivate Taoism and it has been difficult to achieve since ancient times. Since they are two natives, according to common sense, they will not do anything. But in this domain, not all mortals are mortals, and there are some hidden existences. I
It's not that I'm afraid, I just think it's better to be cautious in everything..." Elder Yin nodded and felt that he was thinking too much. Following the two figures, they flashed, as light as feathers, and entered the small courtyard in just one flash.
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They had already found Zhuo Yifan's residence, and it was not difficult to find it. When they arrived at the door of the new work building, they scanned it with their spiritual senses, and were surprised to find that the other person was painting outside.
"Huh? It's interesting. This guy is actually painting? Let's see what he is painting." The golden-robed Taoist took a deep breath, condensed his spiritual consciousness, and stared at the strange painting on the ground. Immediately, there was a strong look of horror in his eyes.
The fear disappeared and was replaced by endless greed.
"Elder Jin, this painting..." The silver-robed Taoist was so shocked that he was speechless and extremely excited.
"It's been too long... I haven't felt this breath for a long time since I left the area..." The golden-robed Taoist was also trembling with excitement: "This is a god! This guy is really amazing. He can paint just by casually.
Reveal your divine name!”
The two of them were definitely shocked. If the young man who painted the painting was said to have profound cultivation skills, it would not be surprising that the paintings he made could reveal the name of a god. However, they had checked repeatedly and found that this young man clearly had no spiritual power at all.
, is completely a mortal. However, he can draw the names of gods. This discovery is shocking to both of them.
You must know that many people now follow the example of the Xintiandi Sect leader and rely on self-destruction to realize the Taoist meaning. In the end, they often accidentally destroy the gods in their bodies, and there are no gods in the heaven to repair them, which leads to lifelong problems.
A stagnant situation.
Therefore, the importance of the divine surname is self-evident in the heavenly realm. For many people, this is simply the magic elixir that saves them.
"The surname of God! What a strong surname of God! This is a huge treasure!" The golden-robed Taoist laughed, the greed in his eyes became more intense, and he flicked his sleeves, and the door was opened immediately.
Another Taoist dressed in silver threw out the Qiankun pot as soon as he entered the door and collected all the paintings on the table.
Zhuo Yifan put down his paintbrush, patted the dust, stood up from the ground, and looked at the two of them calmly: "Please be gentle, please, and don't disturb my brother's rest."
"Boy, let me ask you, how did you draw these paintings?" The golden-robed Taoist looked at Zhuo Yifan, and his spiritual consciousness scanned again, confirming that the other person was an ordinary mortal, and he was even more unscrupulous.
"Of course it was drawn with a pen." Zhuo Yifan said calmly.
"Who is your master?" The golden-robed Taoist snorted and continued to ask.
"My dear friend, your voice is too loud. It will disturb my brother's rest."
Zhuo Yifan glanced at the painting bucket and saw that the paintings on the table were all empty. He immediately said to the two of them calmly: "There are five pictures of monsters on the table and ten pictures of animals in the bucket. A total of ten thousand taels of gold. Two
You two came here in the middle of the night to buy paintings, I’m really grateful for your patronage.”
"Haha, boy, since you are pretending to be crazy and refuse to tell us, then you have no choice but to come with us."
"It seems that you two are out of money?" Zhuo Yifan said in a calm voice.
"Yes, we just have no money, what can you do to me?" The golden-robed Taoist sneered.
"It seems that you two are deliberately looking for trouble. If you don't give me an explanation, then..." Zhuo Yifan's eyes were faint, he gently leaned down and added a stroke to the painting on the ground: "...
No one can leave today."
At the moment when this stroke was added, the expressions of the two elders, Jin and Yin, suddenly froze. Now they finally understood what the boy had drawn on the ground before. It was actually a prison cell!
Now that the young man has added this, he has tied the prison door!
And the two of them, deep in the cell, became extremely stiff, restrained by an inexplicable force, unable to move!
"Haha, this is a technique taught to me by Master. I haven't used it for a long time, so I have become unfamiliar with it." Looking at the shocked eyes of the two people, Zhuo Yifan explained slowly.
"You...you you..." The two elders, Jin and Yin, were so shocked that they couldn't speak. No matter how stupid they were, they understood at this moment that the young man in front of them was definitely not an ordinary person, and they couldn't mess with him.
"Ten thousand taels of gold, do you have it?"
Looking at the two people in the prison, Zhuo Yifan said in a calm voice. (To be continued.)