Wenjun heard the cat meowing outside the house, shook his head and said with a smile:
"This big cat is getting smarter and smarter."
After saying that, he waved his long sleeves and opened a window without any wind. A big orange cat got in from the outside, but the sunlight outside the window did not shine into the house.
It was the big cat that Cheng Yu met by chance in the kitchen at noon.
The big orange cat jumped into the room with a slight leap, and walked slowly and defiantly around the private room with its tail raised, its nose twitching from time to time.
None of the four "people" in the private room spoke, but all stared at the orange cat.
I saw it sniffing and staring at the four wine glasses on the table for a while, then gracefully jumped back to the window sill with cat steps, pointed its pair of cat buttocks towards the four "people" in the room, and made a "rubbing" sound
Jumped away and disappeared.
The four "people" looked at each other, and Wenjun chuckled:
"Mr. Geng made me laugh. This big cat has always been so arrogant. Let's ignore it and come and drink a glass of the famous green radish fruit wine. By the way, Mr. Qingluo, this wine should be familiar to you. I must have tasted it a lot in the past, right?"
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"Don't dare, I have only tasted it once, but a falcon who practiced with me in the past often carried me down the mountain to secretly drink it. I taught him a lesson before he showed some restraint."
"Oh, that means your falcon friend must be a drinker. I would like to have a drink with him someday."
After saying that, he made an invitation gesture to Cheng Yu and Yuan Deng. Cheng Yu saw that he was sitting still and did not raise the glass. He just opened and closed his nose lightly, and a mysterious white air floated from the wine cup.
Come out, get into the nose.
Look at Yuandeng again and the same is true.
Cheng Yu didn't know how they did it, but he didn't ask rashly.
I heard them talking about falcons just now, and after thinking for a while, he said:
"The falcon Cheng that Mr. Yuan mentioned also knows him and came to Qingchuan County this time..."
He glanced at Yuan Deng and saw that the other party was staring at him and listening seriously. Fang continued:
"...it has something to do with it."
"How do you say this?"
Yuan Deng asked.
Cheng Yu then recounted the important things that happened before.
"No more traces..."
Yuan Deng murmured. Suddenly he remembered something and asked Wenjun hurriedly: "Master Wenjun, have any wandering spirits of falcon demons reported to the Yin Division in the past two days?"
Lord Wenjun shook his head silently and said:
"I have never heard from you Yin judges that there are reports of eagles and falcon wandering souls that have opened their spiritual wisdom. I don't think so."
"Huh...it's good, it's good."
Hearing Yuan Deng mention the report of the Yin Division, Cheng Yu recalled that just now Yuan Deng had been calling Wenjun a junior official. It seemed that Wenjun was the person in charge of the Yin Division.
Yuan Deng glanced at Cheng Yu and remembered that he came from overseas and didn't know much about this world, so he took the initiative and said:
"Yuan forgot to introduce him. It's his fault. This Wenjun is the civil official in charge of the afterlife in the underworld of Qingchuan County. Regardless of whether he is a mortal, or a person with hair and horns, a wet-born egg, the yang life in the yin-yang book is
After death, the souls will report to the underworld under Lord Wen's control, and Lord Wen will determine their reincarnation based on his Yin and Yang Book."
Cheng Yu woke up after hearing this. The responsibilities and status of this Wenjun were somewhat similar to those of the City God in his previous life.
He was a local hero during his lifetime. After his death, he was either respected by the local people or directly conferred by the royal family.
It's just that this world is not called City God, but Wenjun.
"I see, that's disrespectful."
Hearing this, Cheng Yu bowed his hands and saluted Wenjun again. Wenjun returned the salute and smiled without saying a word. Yuan Deng was about to speak, but was interrupted by the boy in green on the other side:
"Wenjun was the eldest grandson of Marquis Jing'an, the founding pillar of the Liang Dynasty, and the first number one scholar in our Qian family. When he was an official, he was honest and upright. After his death, he was named Wenjun of Qingchuan by the late Emperor Taizong himself."
Wenjun only smiled slightly when he heard this and said:
"They were all from the old Huangli from hundreds of years ago, but this kid..."
He pointed at the boy in green and continued:
"He is my eldest grandson... He has been very smart since he was a child, and I love him very much. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, alas!
I never thought that not long after I became Wenjun, he would die young and come with me.
I was also the first Wenjun at that time. My Taoist heart was unstable and I was deeply saddened, so I left him as my boy for three hundred years..."
"Grandfather... it is a thousand times better for a grandson to stay with his grandfather and continue to love him than for the unknown reincarnation. It is not too late for the grandson to be grateful to his grandfather. I would like to give you a toast to my grandson."
After saying this, the boy in green bowed his hands and saluted Cheng Yu again:
"I would also like to thank Mr. Cheng. This time I can come to the world again to taste the fruit wine brewed by my descendants. It is all thanks to Mr. Cheng."
"Children and grandchildren? Oh, yes, the current head of Qian Mansion must be your grandson..."
"In the 23rd generation, the Qian family has spread out, and the clans have spread all over the counties around Qingchuan. It is the Qian family's son who died in the ancestral home in Qingchuan. If I didn't check the Yin and Yang book, I can't tell which clan it belongs to.
Generation..."
There was silence in the private room. Cheng Yu saw that the atmosphere was a little heavy, so he changed the subject and asked:
"Cheng asked me, if some deceased souls are too concerned about some people or things in their lifetime and are unwilling to leave, and even do not realize that they are dead, how should they get along with each other?"
Cheng Yu looked at Wenjun after asking, only to see that Wenjun looked indifferent, only stroking his beard and smiling without saying a word. The boy in green next to him took the answer and answered:
"If you encounter such a stubborn dead soul, the soul seducing patrol envoy from Wujun Palace next door will come forward and send it to Wenjun for his death."
The boy in green looked a little proud after he finished speaking, and his tone sounded like Lord Wu was inferior to Lord Wen.
Cheng Yu nodded. His simple understanding is that all normal deaths in this world are under the jurisdiction of Wenjun, while abnormal cases of extraordinary deaths are under the jurisdiction of Wujun.
In other words, this Wenjun seems to be a civil servant who manages household registration in the Yin Division. The so-called Wu Jun next door should be a military commander in charge of operations. It makes sense to have one civil servant and one military commander. I just don’t know whether the Yin Division emphasizes civility and neglects military affairs, or whether it is both civil and military.
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Cheng Yu nodded, suddenly remembered something and asked:
"I just heard what Yuan Gong said, not only the mortals, but also those who are covered with hair and horns, and who are born from moisture and turn into eggs must report to Wenjun after their Yangshou. Cheng has a question, if there is an evil Jiao Yangshou in the Dragon River,
Will my soul also need to return to the underworld after I arrive?"
Yuan Deng heard this and looked at Wenjun. Wenjun stroked his beard and replied:
"If the black dragon has not turned into a dragon and dies in our Qingchuan County, you must report to me.
As far as I know, the river bottom where the black dragon is hiding still belongs to our Qingchuan County, and even his Jiangbo Temple is also within the territory of our county."
"What if he turned into a dragon? Or died somewhere else."
Yuan Deng asked urgently.
"If you transform into a dragon, you can live up to ten thousand years. Compared with ordinary creatures, you are almost immortal. If you die due to an accident, you need to look at the cause and effect of the previous life.
Those who have always done good and have no great evil will be reincarnated as enlightened kings and have a good ending.
If someone has the intention to do evil, he will be reincarnated as a great evil person and will not get any good results at the end of his life. Of course, there are very few people who behave like this among the people who transform into dragons."
Yuan Deng heard this and asked eagerly:
"The dragon at the bottom of the river is expected to turn into a dragon?"
"This is heaven's secret, don't lie."
"...Yes, Yuan Deng will remember Wenjun's teachings."
Wenjun stopped paying attention to Yuandeng, turned to Cheng Yu and said:
"Mr. Cheng came to Qingchuan County this time. In addition to having some relationship with the Falcon Demon, he also secretly protected the descendants of the Qian family. I am grateful to you for your righteousness both in public and private. I would like to toast you again."
After saying that, another puff of white gas floated out of the cup.
Cheng Yu saw that it was not good and refused to drink, so he tried to focus his consciousness on the wine. As expected, a burst of wine smell entered his nose. After entering his nose, he felt as if he was actually drinking.
Cheng Yu then raised his hand and said:
"Wenjun has given you the award. It's just a matter of effort. It's just that the junior member of the Qian Mansion has only one soul left above his head. I wonder what Wenjun can do to solve it?"
Wenjun shook his head and said with a smile:
"I am only in charge of the affairs of the underworld. I am unable to intervene in the cause and effect of the human world, and I have no intention of intervening. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I have already seen through it.
If he does more good deeds, I will deal with him fairly when his life is over;
If you do many unjust things, I will not show favoritism to one or two.
But based on what I know, the young man you mentioned should not die this time."
"That is, the things these unscrupulous descendants did, everyone thought that they were unnoticed, but... they were all recorded in the book one by one. When the time comes, my grandfather will... hiccup!... and he will put an end to them...
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The boy in green clothes next to him interrupted while burping.
When Wenjun saw that his tongue had grown big, he gently stroked the boy's head with his sleeve, and the boy fell asleep immediately.
"The child with a yellow mouth is too drunk and talks nonsense. Sir, don't blame me."
"No, I admire you for your high righteousness. However, from Cheng's point of view, I am afraid that what I encountered this time was a witchcraft. The person who cut off the path was obviously not a mortal."
Wenjun chuckled and said:
"If there is really a monster causing trouble in the world, it is not under the jurisdiction of my Lord Wen. Sir, please forgive me, but the child is drunk. I will take him to the Qian family ancestral hall to sober up. Sir, he can have wine and reminisce with Qingluo Gong here. I will be here later.
Return."
After Wenjun finished speaking, Cheng Yu bowed his hands, picked up the collar of the boy's raincoat, and floated towards the backyard of Qian's Mansion.
