I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 125
But it's also thanks to the nagging of the literary sage, one of the three sages.

Yu Chen got a lot of information from his words.

For example, after the great change of the world and the change of people and ghosts, no matter how powerful the ghosts are, they can't interfere with the world of living people in the underworld.

For example, even after the death of Wen Sheng, his soul will be wiped out by a certain rule of heaven and earth, and Yu Chen, who is carrying the scriptures of saving people, can resist the obliteration of this rule-this is probably the reason why many ghosts will automatically find him one.

Well, let's gossip.

Yu Chen hurriedly waved his hand, interrupting the talkative literary sage.

Ask business.

Yu Chen knew very well that the sage could find him because of his wish.

Otherwise, I am afraid that without that lingering obsession, my soul would have been obliterated by heaven and earth long ago.

But when he asked.

This eloquent old man suddenly got stuck.

He scratched his head, and said with great certainty: "Yes, the old man does have something he can't let go of—it seems that he has something to do, something important to say..."

He frowned tightly, and it took a long time to relax, and smiled: "I can't remember!"

Yu Chen: "...?"

Damn you, the dignified literary sage also has dementia?

He asked again: "How did you always die? Do you remember?"

Wen Sheng thought for a while, still shook his head, but said that he should have been killed by someone.

Yu Chen was stunned, and asked him since he couldn't remember how he died, how could he be sure that someone killed him?

Wen Sheng rolled his eyes and made a movement that made Yu Chen's scalp tingle.

—He put down the jug, took his head in his hands, and took it off.

There was not a trace of blood at the incision on the neck.

Seeing Yu Chen's scalp numb!

He knew that the appearance of the ghost was closely related to the cause of his death.

For example, the farmer in Qinghe Village was corroded to death by black water, so his ghost rotted all over his body.

For example, Jiang Sanyu was drowned in Weishui. The drowned one was covered in water and his hair was disheveled.

Another example is that the eldest son of the Wang family was bitten off by a tiger, so his ghost is only half.

……

Since the ghost of the literary sage can take off his head, it can only prove one thing.

—Someone cut off his head.

This is also the point that makes Yu Chen's scalp tingle.

——Who can decapitate an existence like Wen Sheng?
"That's why."

Wen Sheng ghost put his head back on, and said: "When the old man's head was cut off, it seemed that some memories were also cut off - so the old man only remembers what the old man has to do. , but I can't remember what it is, and I can't remember who killed the old man..."

After Yu Chen heard this, he still didn't believe in this evil!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he directly took out the scriptures of saving people, and the golden light was released!

Wen Sheng ran like a lantern all his life, and started to run.

Wen Sheng, whose real name is Li Huan.

As a child, it was a monster.

Grow up and be a monster.

Old and still a monster.

……

Most of what Yu Chen saw in the revolving lantern were scenes of this guy manifesting himself in front of various people.

When he was three years old, he quoted scriptures and classics, which made the private school teacher speechless.

When he was ten years old, he wrote a poem overnight, and the completion of the poem made thousands of literati in Jinling beat their chests and feet.

At the age of 15, he entered Taoism with literature, refined the heaven and the earth, and created a painting of wind and rain in Cangshan Mountain, which attracted heavy rain to a certain county that had been drought for more than half a year.

When he was 20 years old, he went to the capital to challenge Jixia Academy, and the debate made countless talented scholars in the academy blush.

At the age of 40, he became a sage with his writing. With every word and sentence, ten thousand ways follow each other. On the Mobei front, a poem led to the end of the world and wiped out hundreds of thousands of monsters.

Then when I was over eighty, I disarmed and returned to Jinling because of some reason in the memory that was cut off.

The revolving door came to an abrupt end here.

Just like the wedding night in the bridal chamber, when it was cloudy and rainy in Wushan, he suddenly lost his helmet and armor, and lost without a fight.

Suffering to death.

Similarly, it did not reflect his real last wish.

"Your method is so miraculous that you can spy on this old man's memory!"

Wen Sheng seemed to feel that the revolving door was being read, he clicked his tongue in amazement, and then looked at Yu Chen quite seriously: "Little guy, I have to ask you something."

Yu Chen's eyes lit up, thinking that the old man remembered his last wish, so he nodded quickly.

"When I was 13 years old, the old man sneaked into Zui Jinlou to molested the oiran, so don't talk about it!" Wen Sheng said.

Yu Chen: "...?"

What Gou Ba Wen Sheng, die to you!

All in all, Wen Sheng's last wish and how he died, one person and one ghost struggled for a long time, but they didn't figure it out.

It was night, and Yu Chen didn't bother to talk to this nonsense anymore.

That's it, let's eat first.

After knowing that no matter how powerful the ghost after death can interfere with the world of the underworld, Yu Chen did not shy away from it. He directly took out the meat of the spirit fish from the mustard seed bag and burned it on the stove in the mausoleum.

Wen Sheng, on the other hand, left it there to babble.

He asked Yu Chen if he had a teacher, and if he wanted to try to convey the Tao in writing.

After hearing this, Yu Chen thought to himself that the literary sage had been muttering about it for a long time, and finally said something serious, and he wanted to try it out with the principle of having too many skills and not overwhelming him.

Wen Sheng didn't talk too much, and directly threw out a qi-inducing poem for Yu Chen to comprehend by himself.

In the middle of the night, Yu Chen recited that awkward qi-introduction poem over and over again, and after the tenth time, it really aroused a trace of qi from heaven and earth!
In the dark room, the light shines!

Wen Sheng read it, and was delighted to see Lie Xin, and bluntly said that Yu Chen's aptitude is monstrous, and immediately threw out a bunch of poems and essays for Yu Chen to recite, so as to feel his spirit with the writing.

But Wen Dao is not a crash course at all, and it is naturally impossible to practice something famous after one night.

The next day was slightly bright, Yu Chen put on the solemn black and red official uniform, took some silver, and went down Mingshan.

When I was going out, I happened to meet a handyman who came up the mountain to clean the cemetery.

——The mausoleum guards in Jinling only have the responsibility of guarding the mausoleum, and the work of cleaning the mausoleum is done by the handymen under the Bell and Drum Division. At the same time, the handymen are also under the jurisdiction of the mausoleum guards.

The other party was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pretty face, carrying a bucket and a rag, she was taken aback when she saw Yu Chen.

After Yu Chen told her identity, the handyman girl also said her name, her name is Qing Huan, she has an elder brother, both of them are orphans, they are handymen under the Bell and Drum Division, responsible for cleaning Mingshan Hundred Tombs.

Unfortunately, a few days ago her brother fell ill and died, leaving her alone.

After chatting for a few words, Yu Chen went down the mountain, bought some clothes, sheets and quilts, bought some daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, and returned to the mountain before Wanjialing's opening time.

On the way, the literary sage naturally stayed in the Durenjing, and occasionally came out for a walk, but he followed Yu Chen all the time.

If you stay too far away from Yu Chen, he will be obliterated by the rules of heaven and earth.

The old man bluntly said that he didn't want to just disappear like this before fulfilling his last wish.

But Yu Chen had just returned to the mountain and put his things away.

The people from the Bell and Drum Division came.

Find Yu Chen.

It is said that from now on, Yu Chen will temporarily act as the mausoleum guardian of Wanjialing.

Yu Chen was stunned, and asked where was Qu Dongchuan who was recuperating?

The other party showed disgust and said—that bastard, he deserves to die!
(End of this chapter)