I am building a fairy garden on earth

Chapter 7 Lines of Cause and Effect

Seeing the huge body of the snake demon meandering into the jungle, Xu Boqing vaguely felt a little palpitation, as if there was a thread hanging around him...

He doesn't know what it means either...

I thought it was because of the snake demon, so I didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and I still maintained the posture of an "immortal expert" sitting on the stone and looking up at the moon.

In fact, all the attention has been focused on the eyes. In his eyes, everything around him is like a faded picture scroll, and even the silver moon in the sky has dimmed a bit.

In his line of sight, he could clearly see a three-foot-long snake gradually receding away, with a layer of black mist still covering the snake's body, and he could also see a non-substantial 'thread' hanging on his body.

causal line...

He doesn't know what the causal line is, but he has a vague understanding in his heart, and he also knows that in the future, such pretentious things can't be done often, and cause and effect will be involved...

This incident also made him understand that there are indeed demons and ghosts in this world, and materialism will not work here.

And now let alone ghosts and monsters, even hungry wolves, tigers and leopards can kill themselves!
I have to hurry up...

Xu Boqing felt his eyes dry again, and after confirming that the snake demon had gone away, he diverted his attention, and the vision in his eyes also disappeared.

Glancing at the stone under his buttocks, the direction of Hongyang County is engraved on it, which is only a few miles away.

He could also sense that his limp legs had regained consciousness, and immediately ran towards Hongyang County without hesitation.

This "Pure Yang Body" is really aggrieved to follow me. The attached "Infinite Energy" was originally used in the game to "pick up monsters with a gun" and "fight the crowd with one man".

As a result, this 'unlimited energy' is in my hands, either to dig graves, or to run away...

Mother Hippie...

In the final analysis, it is still the fault of the dog emperor!

In his position, he doesn't care about politics. If the world is not so chaotic, the life he travels through is probably inheriting the family property, marrying a few concubines, and playing poker together when he has nothing to do.

Isn't it beautiful?

Xu Boqing suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and seeing Hongyang County was right in front of him, he also stopped. It wasn't that he didn't want to enter the city, but it was the middle of the night, and the city gates were still closed.

Hongyang County is not too far from Kyoto, and it can be regarded as one of the few acropolises near the capital of Daliang Kingdom. It also enforces a curfew at night.

If you want to enter the city, you have to wait a few more hours.

Xu Boqing thought for a while, walked around the city, and as expected, he found a river, surrounded by blue stones, and there was a pit on it, presumably it was a place for washing clothes.

Thinking of his disheveled appearance, he took advantage of the night to take a bath by the river, and then conveniently washed and wrung out the muddy clothes.

The weather in July is already hot, even at night. After drying the wrung clothes for a while, they will be almost dry before dawn...

The morning light is faint.

Rooster crowing...

It also means the beginning of a new day.

The inspectors who came to exchange value yawned and opened the city gate of Hongyang County. People outside the city carrying burdens, carts, and baskets of vegetables entered the city in an orderly manner, greeting each other with familiarity.

Because of the mobile morning market every [-]th and [-]th, hawkers often go out early in the morning in order to occupy the golden position in the market;
In order to avoid the scorching sun and high temperature at noon, and to buy fresh dried melons and fruits, most of the people who went to the market came earlier.

After a while, all kinds of stalls were set up on both sides of the street, and shouts came and went...

Some sell rouge gouache, some sell melons, fruits and vegetables, and some sell buns and noodles. There are all kinds of them...

Old man Liu was still in his usual shabby blue and gray Taoist robe, with a non-standard and inferior Taoist crown on his head, a small bench in his left hand, and a fortune teller's long sail in his right...

On one side of the worn-out canvas is written 'magic tricks' and 'divination'.

He found a remote and shady place in the morning market, and placed the long sail in his hand against the wall behind him, while he sat on a small bench, crossed his legs, and stroked the goatee on his chin.

He neither yells for himself nor greets passers-by. He looks like a "superior" who loves not to come.

He is half a local, and he has been here for several years to set up a fortune-telling stall. With his mouth that tells people what he sees, he is quite well-known in the market in Hongyang City.

Belonging to the big money can't make...

But also the kind that doesn't worry about eating and drinking.

But today's "superior" demeanor has not been on for a long time, and before it even had time to open, a few inspectors in armor and holding knives came to the booth.

"Hey, what kind of wind brought Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhang over here?"

Old man Liu greeted the leading soldiers with a smile, he stopped turning his legs, and stopped touching his goatee. He got up and moved the small bench under his buttocks and handed it over.

"No more sitting."

The soldier surnamed Zhao ignored his kindness and said bluntly, "Old man Liu, come with us."

Old man Liu stared, thinking to himself that he had done nothing wrong, and quickly argued: "Master Zhao, we are old and have always been honest and responsible people..."

"Hi~"

The soldier surnamed Zhao also knew that he wanted to go wrong, he waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I didn't arrest you."

"That is……"

"Cooperate with the case."

The soldier surnamed Zhang explained: "Yesterday, two of our colleagues said that there was a fake corpse at the random graveyard, but we don't know whether it is true or not. fan."

"Ah, this..."

Old man Liu was stunned in his heart. His family knew about his family affairs, so he could at best be considered a talkative person who lived by his mouth, which had nothing to do with the words 'capable people and different scholars'.

The scam corpse sounds like a bluff, so what can you do by yourself?

Do you want to talk nicely to the corpse and flatter the corpse?
With a shy smile, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhao, Master Zhang, our old Liu is just a fortune teller. He has no strength to handle the job of fraudulent corpses. Look..."

"Hehe~"

The soldier surnamed Zhao sneered, weighed the plain knife on his waist, and said meaningfully: "This is an order issued by Mr. Sun himself. The fortune-tellers who set up stalls in the city have all been invited over, old Liu. , don't make things difficult for us~"

Old man Liu's face froze...

Seeing this, the soldier surnamed Zhang comforted him and said, "Old Liu, don't be afraid. Mr. Sun personally took the hundred and ten people to search and investigate. Even if something really happened, it's not your turn..."

Hearing this, old man Liu looked a little better, nodded, and responded with a smile on his face: "That's fine, a few military lords, wait a moment, I will take this stall back and leave."

"Are you still paying the stall?"

The soldier surnamed Zhao said with displeasure: "Master Sun is still waiting there, besides, you are doing business without money, just this broken bench and a broken white sail can be picked up and used as firewood." If you think it's too much work, go away!"

The soldier surnamed Zhang also nodded, and said: "They are all old neighbors. No one will pick up your things here, so hurry up. If you keep Mr. Sun waiting for a long time, you may be punished."

"Go, go, go..."

Old man Liu didn't close the stall anymore, and followed a few soldiers to handle the case with a flattering smile...

(End of this chapter)