My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 119

The underworld, the yamen of the Pure Chieftain.

Han Shou glanced at the phantom hourglass on his arm in his sleeve.

There is only a shallow layer of gravel left on the upper half of the hourglass, and after a little thought, it is only about half a month before returning to the Great Flame World.

Desperately looking out the door, lost in thought.

Obtaining half of the huge materials in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss is of course of great benefit to his own practice.

Bitter bamboo, bodhi seeds, lotus seeds, congenital spiritual liquid, etc., are more than enough to support his cultivation until he reaches Da Luo Jinxian.

Burning bitter bamboo can calm the mind and increase wisdom, taking bodhi seeds can wash and refine the body, taking lotus seeds can greatly increase the magic power of immortals, as for the congenital spiritual liquid, it has a wider range of uses, and can be called the panacea for Qi practice, whether it is alchemy, refining, or cultivation. Supernatural powers, spells, and innate psychic liquid are all excellent materials.

Even if this trip was punished with a strong harvest, Han Shou still had a bad feeling all the time.

The two saints Taiqing and Nuwa acted for him. The karma is too great. How should he pay back the karma owed to the two saints?
Especially the karma of the Taiqing sage.

Previously, because of her nonsense in front of Nuwa, Nuwa had given up on the monster race ahead of time and bet heavily on the human race, which caused the Taiqing sage to suffer a serious setback in the layout of the human race.

The karma of the freshman year has not yet come to an end!
Now I owe another favor.

Due to Taiqing's two major causes and effects, Han Shou felt his scalp go numb just thinking about it!

I had to fall into hard thinking, planning how to settle the big karma owed as soon as possible.

……

After three hours.

Emperor Donghua held the book and silk, stood on the three steps in front of the table and said in a deep voice: "Si Shen!"

"Jing Tusi now has 820 foreign soldiers and 110 internal servants!"

"According to your instructions from Sishen 49 years ago, the yin soldiers of the field work will go out to wash the ground and collect the corpses, and the yin soldiers of the internal work will be in charge of the chieftain's business dealings with various departments, and the logistics of the camp."

"Today, the Jing Tusi has a total of 930 subjects. All the configurations of the spirit treasures have been distributed, and the internal staff are working in shifts in the camp to handle official business."

"Three thousand and 820 field soldiers, after 49 years of hard work, have fully mastered the responsibility of field work in the pure land!"

"This is the roster of the ministers of the Pure Chieftain, please take a look at it!" Donghua presented the silk book with both hands.

After sitting on the table, Han Shou waved his hand, and the silk book flew lightly onto the table. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, a lot of information flooded into his mind, and he had grasped the specific situation of nearly four thousand ministers in an instant.

Han Shou smiled and said: "Dijun, let's sit down. I haven't been in the Jingtusi for nearly 50 years. It is all thanks to the Dijun that the Jingtusi has not stopped. The Dijun's credit is too great. If you stand like this, how can I still do it?" Dare to sit?"

Behind Emperor Donghua, there is a high-backed stone chair, which was given by Han Shou when he entered the Yamen a moment ago.

Donghua shook his head resolutely, and cupped his hands: "Thank you for your kindness, but the priesthood is different. Now that your subordinates are reporting to you, you should abide by the rules of the priesthood, otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess?"

"Where is there a seat for subordinates when debriefing?"

"This is the rule and reason you set, Sishen, are you going to take the initiative to violate the rules you set?"

Han Shou was dumbfounded.

49 years ago, the incident of Dayi shooting the sun broke out. Before going to Honghuang, Han Shou, who was in the naturalization department at the time, hastily explained to Emperor Donghua through sound transmission of spiritual thoughts. Everyone does their job!
Originally, I just wanted Emperor Donghua to roughly set the rules of the Pure Chieftain first, and after dealing with Dayi's shooting and killing of Prince Jinwu and collecting the body, he would return to the underworld to sort out and formulate the internal and external rules of the Pure Chieftain himself.

Unexpectedly, this trip will last for 49 years!
In the past 49 years, it was all due to the overall planning and arrangement of Emperor Donghua that the innate theocracy of the chieftain who washed the land and collected the corpses did not stop.

Han Shou's tone became more easy-going and respectful: "Since the emperor insists, 'Shou' naturally cannot break the rules set by himself!"

"Just as the emperor said!"

Han Shou straightened his waist, exuding the majesty of a righteous god.

"Sishen has been away for 49 years, and Jing Tusi has recorded all the internal and external affairs in the past. Please read it first!"

"Alright!"

Donghua immediately sent a message to Zhaobi behind Han Shou with his spiritual thoughts.

"Shhhh~"

Six men in soap robes and standard Lingbao gauze hats turned out from the screen behind them.

"Meet the God of God!"

"Don't be too polite!"

The six servants quickly took down a large number of jade slips and silk books from the bookshelves, and placed them respectfully on the table in front of Han Shou.

Han Shou temporarily put aside the karma owed to the sage, and devoted himself to the affairs of the Pure Land Company.

Spiritual thoughts flashed through the jade slips and books, and after a short quarter of an hour, the process and results of Jing Tusi's 49 years of official affairs were all reflected in his mind.

The six errants silently transferred to the camp behind Zhaobi (Xiaoqianshijie).

After Han Shou closed his eyes and digested all the information, he opened his eyes and frowned, pondering for a moment: "Emperor, in the past ten years, Du Zhisi, how come the incense that has been allocated has not increased, but decreased instead?"

"The total amount of incense allocated this year is only [-] strands!"

"820 incense sticks are not even enough for the salary of the internal staff, let alone [-] ghost soldiers with higher incense pay!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Emperor Donghua cupped his hands: "This matter is exactly what this subordinate wants to report to you, and it needs to be resolved urgently!"

"Ten years ago, God Duzhisi Chiyousi was replaced by Jian Ba ​​as a fake Pluto by the empress, and God Duzhisi was replaced by a witch named 'Gongchu'."

"After Gongchu took over Duzhisi, he greatly reduced the incense salary allocation of Jing Tusi, from 500 million strands per year when Chi Yousi was alive, all the way down to 5 strands this year."

"Because of this matter, my subordinates have sought out 'Gongchu' Sishen many times, but have not seen him once. 'Gongchu' has been hiding from his subordinates. There are more and more affairs of the chieftain, and his subordinates dare not fully understand him. Abandon everything in the department and go to Duzhi to block him."

Emperor Donghua smiled bitterly: "In the past ten years, the salaries of nearly 8000 ministers in the department have been distributed, all supported by the [-] million incense sticks lent by Shi Sishen, the naturalization department."

Han Shouning said, "What's going on?"

"Which witch clan is this 'Gongchu'?"

Emperor Donghua hesitated to speak.

"'Gong Chu' withholding incense and salaries... has something to do with me?"

"Dijun, don't be shy, just say it!"

"Since it was caused by me, of course it should be solved by me!"

Donghua hesitated for a moment: "The God of 'Gongchu' of the Duzhi Division was originally a witch of the Gonggong tribe. It is rumored that before entering the underworld, he respected Kuafu and Dayi, the great witches of the Houtu tribe."

"After the news of Dayi's fall 49 years ago was introduced to the underworld, it caused a great disturbance among the witches in the underworld."

"If it wasn't for Empress Pingxin's efforts to suppress it, hundreds of Sishen would rush out of the underworld regardless."

Han Shou silently nodded.

Dayi is not just an ordinary great witch.

It has a high reputation and prestige among the witch clan, and many witch clans under the great witch regard it as an object of reverence.

His demise will definitely cause an uproar, of course Han Shou will not find it strange.

Emperor Donghua's expression was a little strange: "After that, the rumors became more and more strange for some reason, and there was a saying that pointed directly at you, Sishen."

"Say it was because you colluded with the monster clan that Dayi fell!"

"Of course, not many gods of the underworld divisions really believe in such rumors, but this Duzhi new division god 'Gong Chu', he believes in it!"

Han Shou;...

After holding back for a while, I still couldn't hold back: "Then 'Gong Chu' didn't know that Dayi almost killed me with one arrow?"

"It is precisely because he knew that he believed that Si Shen held a grudge against Tai Yi and Di Jun, forcing Dayi to commit suicide and return to the earth.

Han Shou laughed angrily, and slapped the table with a "bang": "Okay!"

"I'm going to have a meeting with the new God of Duzhi, and explain this to him face to face!"

"Dijun, you sit in the yamen yourself, and I will come back as soon as I go!"

"Shu~"

Han Shou's figure flashed out of the Jingtusi Yamen in an instant, and went straight to Duzhisi.

Donghua's face changed, and he hurriedly chased him out: "Sishen, Sishen calm down..."

(End of this chapter)