The journey of the heavens by Jia Huan, the salted fish

Jia Huan imagined the next development, and felt that it should be very boring.

He has seen too many such developments.

However, the development exceeded his expectations.

I saw one of the beauties spread a white silk scarf on the table, with three or four lines of cursive script written on it.The handwriting seemed to be the handwriting of a certain magician.It is sought after by many literati.

However, the scholar remained indifferent to this and continued to review the book.

Another beautiful woman got up and put an ingot of silver on the table, which looked like three or four taels.

The scholar made a movement, quickly picked up the silver and put it into his sleeve.

Disappointed by his reaction, the two beauties left lightly after saying "too vulgar".

The scholar quickly touched his sleeve with his hand, and the money disappeared.

Jia Huan couldn't help laughing.

This scholar is very interesting.

Others would think that this scholar who doesn't like women and calligraphy and only greedy for gold and silver looks poor, but Jia Huan thinks this scholar is very real.

The family is so poor, who would only think about beautiful women and calligraphy that cannot be exchanged for money?
If a scholar is seduced as soon as a beautiful woman appears, he is a hungry ghost.

Jia Huan's laughter startled the two beauties and the scholar.

The two beauties looked at Jia Huan in surprise.

Jia Huan smiled at them, revealing a trace of breath.

The two beauties fled away instantly in fright.

The scholar walked out of the room, saw Jia Huan's food stall, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his stomach.

My stomach is empty, I'm already hungry.

The scholar then asked, "Boss, what can I eat?"

Jia Huan: "I have millet porridge, do you want to eat it?"

Scholar: "How much is a bowl?"

Jia Huan: "Two Wen for a bowl, and a small dish of pickled vegetables."

Scholar: "Then give me a bowl."

Jia Huan served the scholar a bowl of porridge and a small dish of vegetables. After the scholar had finished eating the porridge, he was about to go back to his hut to continue studying when Jia Huan spoke.

"Guest, if you are tired from studying, you can go for a walk on the mountain. There is a big banyan tree on the west side of the mountain, and the things you need are buried under it."

Scholar: "??"

The smart scholar immediately understood that Jia Huan was not an ordinary person, and this was to give himself advice.

He turned around, thanked Jia Huan with a big gift, and then returned to the hut.

The next day, thinking about Jia Huan's words, the scholar took a hoe and went to the west halfway up the mountain.

There really was a big banyan tree there.

The scholar dug the soil under the tree, and after a while, a small sap was dug out of it.

Open the small chamber, and ten silver ingots rolled out of it.

Each has five taels.

The scholar was very pleasantly surprised, with so much money, it was enough to go to Fucheng to take the township examination.

If he passed the provincial examination, the remaining money could allow him to go to Beijing to take the examination.

The scholar returned home with the money in his hand, and then took part in the provincial examination, and all of them were on the list.

After becoming a Jinshi, he entered the Ministry of Households as an official, and later became the Minister of the Ministry of Households, in charge of the world's money.

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Jia Huan looked up at the temple ahead.

The temple looks very dilapidated, and the yard is overgrown with weeds, which is not very popular.

There is only one old monk sitting in the hall to meditate.

Jia Huan walked into the temple and greeted the old monk.

Jia Huan said that he was a passerby, it was getting late, and he wanted to rest in the temple for a night.

The old monk agreed and took Jia Huan to the inn.

Although the guest house is dilapidated, it is also clean.

Jia Huan thanked the old monk, lay down with his clothes on, and passed away overnight.

This evening, Jia Huan did not take out the snack cart to do business.

The old monk was not his guest.

The next day, Jia Huan took out two meat buns from the space to prepare his own breakfast.

The old monk had already meditated in the hall, and he didn't know how he settled for breakfast.

Or maybe he doesn't need breakfast at all?
Jia Huan's gaze swept across the hall, taking in everything inside.

In the main hall is a statue of Zhigong with hands and feet in the shape of bird claws. There are exquisite murals on the walls on both sides, and the characters on them are lifelike.

On the east wall are painted a lot of celestial maidens who scatter flowers, each of which is as beautiful as a real person.

Jia Huan immediately understood what he had encountered.

He raised the corner of his mouth and looked at a celestial girl in the mural smiling at him, her eyes seemed to contain infinite affection for him.

Jia Huan turned his head, not interested in the so-called fairyland.

He is also not interested in things that are obviously A Piao and claim to be fairies.

At this time, two scholars walked into the temple with their respective book boys.

The old monk got up and received two scholars.

Jia Huan sat in the corner of the main hall, waiting to watch the excitement.

By the way, he sent a message to Yan Jun in the underworld, about the wall painting here.

Yan Jun received the news and said that he would immediately send the local city god to the temple to solve the wall painting.

Two scholars introduced themselves, one named Meng Longtan, the other named Zhu, named Zhu Xiaolian.

Both of them were rushing for the exam. They had just finished the general exam and went out to relax.

The old monk took the two of them on a tour of the temple. After a while, both of them were attracted by the murals in the main hall.

Jia Huan's consciousness clearly saw the souls of Meng Longtan and Zhu Xiaolian being hooked into the mural.

Jia Huan's consciousness followed into the mural.

Jia Huan's consciousness cannot be found in the murals at all.

Jia Huan watched Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan develop relationships with those heavenly girls in the murals, and even developed a love triangle or even polygamy.

In the end, the so-called "Golden Armored God" was alarmed.

The "Golden Armor God" hunted down Meng Longtan and Zhu Xiaolian.

Those goddesses helped the two fight against the "Golden Armor God".

The "Golden Armor God" was defeated by their concerted efforts, leading to the big boss of the mural, an existence who called himself "Queen Mother".

Jia Huan: "..."

This means that all the gods in the heaven have left this world, otherwise, this self-proclaimed——

If the queen mother finds out, the "queen mother" in this mural will definitely be driven out of her wits.

Jia Huan withdrew his consciousness and looked at the old monk: "Aren't you going to make a move?"

The old monk looked at Jia Huan in surprise, and chanted a Buddha's name: "This old man's eyesight is clumsy, so he didn't see the visit of the master."

Jia Huan chuckled lightly: "I'm not an expert, I'm just a peddler."

Old monk: "??"

The old monk thought that Jia Huan was joking with him, so he recited the Buddha's name again, and said: "Young master, do you want to take this old monk and all the existences in this wall?"

Jia Huan: "You also know that you are not human."

The old monk only recited the Buddha's name.

Jia Huan: "This is not my job, the existence responsible for your affairs is coming soon."

Old monk: "??"

Jia Huan: "The Underworld has been reorganized, and no ghosts can escape the custody and management of the Underworld."

The old monk was surprised: "That's it! That's a good thing. The Queen Mother and I should have reported to the underworld a long time ago. Those women in the murals are poor people. I hope they won't be punished too much!"

Jia Huan: "The underworld has its own rules and regulations."