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Chapter 453: Mud Scholar

"Why do you say that what you brought here was only Wang Ping's soul, and he himself has passed away?"

After hearing what Li Linfu said about Wang Ping, Li Xiuyuan immediately stopped with a look of surprise on his face.

Wang Ping was fine a month or two ago and was playing with him in Jinling City. How come he was already dead when he returned to Guobei County to train the army?

"Yes, sir, Wang Ping is now a ghost, not a human being. It's just that his obsession is so strong that he didn't realize it himself." Li Linfu said.

Li Xiuyuan asked: "How did you die?"

"This kid doesn't know that Wang Ping must have died of illness," Li Linfu said.

Li Xiuyuan pondered for a moment, then took out the Book of Life and Death from the Ghost King's cloth bag, and then flipped through it. Wang Ping's name immediately appeared on it.

Sure enough, the book of life and death recorded that Wang Ping died of illness at home on such and such a certain day in a certain year and month.

"He really died of illness." Li Xiuyuan was silent for a while.

Although he holds the Book of Life and Death and holds the Judge's Pen, he can change the life and death of mortals and increase the blessings and misfortunes of mortals. However, he has never used the Book of Life and Death to seek personal gain with power, so he has not taken the initiative to investigate anyone's life or death.

He just let nature take its course, because if he randomly changed the book of life and death according to his own wishes, what would be the difference between him and Lu Pian?

"It was the result of being deceived by that painted-skinned demon." He closed the book of life and death and sighed.

When he first met Wang Ping, he was confused by the Painted Skin Demon and rolled in the mire. Although he passed by and saved him from being killed by the evil demon, he later helped to govern Guo Beicheng and gained merit.

Extend your lifespan and increase your fame.

Otherwise, Wang Ping will fail the examination this time and fail the examination.

But the added merit only goes so far.

There was no Deju follow-up, but it still couldn't survive this year.

"Wang Ping himself doesn't know that he has turned into a ghost, so he hasn't noticed at all in the past two days?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Li Linfu said: "It's like this. I thought there might be some remedy for this matter, so I took the liberty to ask the Taoist Priest."

"My master? What did he say?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Li Linfu said: "The Taoist priest felt that Wang Ping had Wang Ping's fate and could not interfere forcefully. Since he was already dead, it would be difficult to resurrect him by casting spells. However, he also felt that Wang Ping was inconvenient as a ghost, so he decided to do so.

Wang Ping fabricated a body and cast a spell to replace him with Wang Ping's body at night while he was sleeping."

"Isn't the Muni Ni gone?" Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment.

The fabricated body requires Muni clay, which is a very precious treasure. The fabricated body can be exactly the same as a living person, without any difference.

He and Qingmei have gotten to know each other a little bit during their time together.

Li Linfu said: "Wang Ping's body is not fabricated from Muni clay. It is just made of ordinary loess."

Although the body made of ordinary loess can be the same as a living person, it has many taboos, such as not being soaked in water, and not being hit by brute force, otherwise the arms or hands will be broken and turned into yellow mud again.

As for the difference, it depends on how humane the caster is.

If one is of high moral character, a clay body can last for several years, but if one is of low moral character, it will probably show flaws in ten days and a half.

"It's better to hide this matter from Wang Ping for the time being. His obsession is very deep. Ordinary people will be blinded and confused within seven days after death, but he can actually use this obsession to break through such blindness.

, this is not something ordinary people can do. If he now knows that he has become a ghost, he is afraid that the situation will become complicated." Li Xiuyuan sighed.

Although these friends around him have their own shortcomings, they also have their own advantages. Just like Wang Ping, he is greedy for money and lust, but he also has the character of a scholar and a heart to save the country and save lives.

It’s just that my ability is not good enough, and my inner ideals and ambitions cannot be stretched.

"By the way, I read it in the book of life and death before. Wang Ping's family has parents, wife and children. Now after his death, his family's life will definitely be difficult. Even if he is on the bed of death, he will be invited to come to help me. I can't

I failed him, so I asked the ghost messenger to send him two or three hundred silver to help him settle into a home and make his wife and parents' life easier." Li Xiuyuan said.

"I understand, kid. I'll send a ghost mission tonight." Li Linfu nodded and wrote it down.

While speaking, he had already walked into the front hall.

In front of a piece of paper, Wang Ping picked up his pen and dyed it with ink, frowning and thinking hard, wanting to write but he hesitated.

"Wang Xiucai, what are you writing? How long have you been thinking about it?" Li Linfu walked over with a smile and said softly.

Wang Ping came to his senses and said: "It's Mr. Li. The young man is hesitating to correct this form."

"Oh, why is it so difficult to write the article?" Li Linfu asked.

Wang Ping said: "Mr. Li, look, this is the monthly salary for recruiting sergeants in the army. Look, the monthly salary for the bodyguards Mr. Li recruited before was two taels. During the war, it was five taels. If they are new soldiers, they will be paid if they join the army."

Two taels, wouldn’t it be easy to break the old pawn’s heart? I wonder how much Mr. Li thinks is appropriate?”

Li Linfu stroked his beard and smiled: "This really depends on the young master's wishes."

"Brother Wang has such considerations, and I let him manage the affairs of the army, but I feel relieved. Since ancient times, there have been bosses in the army. From now on, Brother Wang might as well be my boss in the army, and I will lead the army to quell the chaos."

, Brother Wang, will you handle this military matter for me?"

Li Xiuyuan walked in with a smile and said.

"Brother Li."

Wang Ping immediately raised his hands and saluted with a hint of joy: "Brother Li sent a letter a few days ago, saying that the danger of the rebel siege in Jinling City has been resolved. Congratulations to Brother Li. Congratulations to Brother Li. You have made such a contribution, and it is my responsibility."

A role model for all generations."

After hearing this, Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "One general can make thousands of bones. The victory in this battle is just paved with human heads. Whether it is the rebels, the defenders, or the Li family army under my command, they are all just."

We are just poor people. If they were not forced by life, how could they follow Li Liangjin and start a rebellion?"

"If it were a prosperous dynasty, even if Li Liangjin raised his arms, how many people would follow him?"

Wang Ping also sighed after hearing this: "Brother Li's words made me feel ashamed. I only thought about quelling the chaos and saving the country, but Brother Li had already thought about peace in the world. This kind of ambition is not something ordinary people have. No wonder some ghosts and gods say that Brother Li is the best person in the world."

saint."

"A saint on earth?"

Li Xiuyuan laughed at himself: "If possible, I really don't want to be a saint in this world. I just want to be an ordinary person in a peaceful and prosperous age."

Being a saint in the world brings a kind of pressure and responsibility to him.

There are some things that only he can do, and there are some things that he must do.

"Yes, people in troubled times are not as good as peace dogs, as has been said since ancient times." Wang Ping said with some recollection.

He recalled the flood in Guobeicheng.

Corpses were everywhere, thousands of families were in ruins, plague was rampant, and the city was filled with a putrid smell.

It's like being in hell.

The officials and the people all rushed to leave the place, and even the disaster relief ministers of the imperial court were unwilling to go there.

Only Li Xiuyuan stood up immediately and pulled the people of the city back from hell.

"Brother Li, you are capable of literature and martial arts. Literature can bring peace to the world, and martial arts can bring peace to the world. No matter what Brother Li does in the future, I am willing to follow you. Please also ask Brother Li not to think that I, a rotten scholar, will get in the way." Wang Ping said.

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "In that case, I won't be polite. From now on, everything in the army will be handed over to Brother Wang. Li Linfu, let's hand it over in a few days."

Wang Ping was surprised: "So fast."

"Brother Wang, you can't let Li Linfu manage so many things for me at such an old age," Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.

"makes sense."

Wang Ping smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li, you are really not polite at all."

Although Li Linfu had the talents of a prime minister, he was a ghost and had many problems and inconveniences.

Wang Ping has a clay body and is half a human. It is much easier for him to do many things than Li Linfu.

And Li Xiuyuan didn't want Wang Ping to recall the moment of his death.

Let him get busy. After everything is over and everything settles down, Wang Ping will smile even if he knows that he is a ghost, because his ideas and ambitions have been realized and he has no regrets in his heart.


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