I am the Tai Sui Xian in the world

Chapter 123 Make Stars
"so smart?"

Li Xingsui played with the firecracker in his hand.

After the research just now, he has confirmed the nature of the firecracker in his hand.

The material is indeed the most special. As for other craftsmanship, he didn't see anything magical about it.

According to his judgment, the biggest function of this gun is not its lethality.

Rather, because of its own material, it has the effect of carrying the prayers of all people——

In other words, this thing and the utensils cast by the other 11 people with divine iron.

From a certain point of view, it is actually their "dao-carrier"!
It is the root of their ability to achieve ghosts and gods.

Otherwise, how could a frail mortal body be able to bear the prayers of all the people in the world.

"One piece of divine iron, one divided into twelve to make twelve ghosts and gods... No matter how you look at it, it has a fantasy color." Li Xingsui commented.

Lan Qingqing hummed twice, feeling a little guilty.

She had read the original manuscripts of her ancestors' manuscripts. The sacred iron enshrined in front of the zodiac wheel was all whitewashed later.

According to her ancestor's description, the real situation is that the people who poured into the Tower of Heaven at that time were all a group of vicious and plucking guys.

Entering the tower, what I thought was that if there is no god-man inside, I will dig three feet into the ground and move them all away.

Unexpectedly, the inside of the tower was empty, and the material was so hard that they couldn't even remove a floor tile.

The last group of people searched around, and finally picked up a piece of scrap iron in a place that looked like a garbage dump in the corner——

As for the rest, how on earth was it divided into twelve parts, and then the twelve ghost generals were created.

The letter is also vague.

"You just said that the guns made by your ancestors are a pair?"

Li Xingsui returned the firecracker in his hand. It sounded powerful, but it was useless to him.

If there is a wish, he will inhale it himself, and he still needs this thing to carry it, is it unnecessary?
This firecracker has also carried the prayers of the people before.

But at that time, wars continued, and everyone yearned for peace.

It has been 300 years since the Qinggu Kingdom was pacified.

Who wants to pray when they are full?

In addition to the fall of the ancestors of the Lan family, the share of Wanmin's prayers was naturally eaten by the other twelve ghosts and gods.

There is not much magic in this firecracker.

If you insist on squeezing, you should be able to squeeze out two or three prayers——

No need, leave this chick as a toy.

In any case, it was left by the ancestors of the family. It is an old antique, and it is quite commemorative.

Look at the oily and moist body of this gun, it is obvious that it is often held in the hand on weekdays.

Lan Qingqing took the firecracker, feeling aggrieved.

"There are two, I was just about to say, my family has this "Taiping" and another one called "Wanmin". It was taken over by the Chunhua City Council and they still refuse to return it. return! "

"By the way, Li Xingsui, do you see what's wrong with this thing?"

"No energy, need to recharge."

"Unless you can get someone to build a temple for you, enshrine you, and give you the title of Empress Taiping, otherwise there is no hope."

Li Xingsui rubbed his chin, glanced at Lan Qingqing's chest, then looked at her black hair, and explained why he insisted on the title of "Taiping".

It seems that because of some kind of restraint her ancestors set up for this thing, the firecracker has completely changed into the shape of "Praying for Peace".

If you put something else in it, it’s like a gasoline engine. If you fill it with water, it won’t be able to fill it.

Lan Qingqing was not too disappointed.

"Speaking of which, the firecracker made by our ancestors is called "Wanmin", will there still be some power left? "

Lan Qingqing's thoughts were racing, and she remembered this again.

"Otherwise, why don't the people in the council return this thing?"

Li Xingsui spread his hands, I don't know.

Lan Qingqing remembered something suspicious, "The three old men told me that about four or fifty years ago, an accident suddenly happened in my Lan family, which involved a major coup, but no one was willing to help..."

"In order to protect the family, the three old men had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the Chunhua City Council..."

"And the condition put forward by the parliament is this "Manmin", so is there really a problem? "Lan Qingqing looked suspicious.

"Li Xingsui, I want to get it back," Lan Qingqing rolled her eyes, her short black silk legs dangling.

"It's not impossible," Li Xingsui nodded.

Mainly on the side of the Lisheng Society, he just ordered two supernatural seeds.

It will take two or three days to go through the process and deliver it, so there is no rush.

"However, brothers have to settle accounts clearly. What price are you going to offer?"

Li Xingsui joked, saying that you little girl don't want to go whoring for nothing.

Ok?
Lan Qingqing became angry from shame.

With our friendship, you still charge money for a beautiful girl like me?

"Big deal, after you take it back, it will be yours!" Lan Qingqing gritted her teeth.

Then he hummed twice in his heart, and the abacus beads crackled.

Anyway, Li Xingsui doesn't need this thing, so when she gets it back, isn't she using it?
"So generous?" Li Xingsui said, "Then if you use it from now on, I will collect rent."

"Li Xingsui, you bastard!"

…………

There was a roar of cars.

Zhao Xianji's car was indeed specially provided by senior officials of Chunhua City.

The gate of Lan's house was knocked away, but the front hood of the car was a little deflated, some paint was peeled off, and the car could still race.

"Cousin, let's just get over this matter?" Zhao Xianji asked with some anxiety.

He thought that he would be called the parent of Lan's family later, and then he would be whipped by his father with a belt. He didn't expect to handle it so lightly?
"Don't worry," Lan Qingqing waved her hand, "The matter is over, but your father still has to slap you instead."

Zhao Xianji's face twitched, "Cousin, can we stop talking about this?"

And Li Xingsui was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at the bustling streets of Chunhua City, where celebrity posters and promotional signs were everywhere.

From a distance, I could see a long queue in front of me, with a vaguely hung banner "Star-making Project·Registration Point".

"Brother Taixie, you are talking about the star-making project."

Zhao Xianji explained, "We are also known as the City of Stars, and this is the money we earn. In Chunhua City, if you want to have a good career, the first thing is to become an official. But, most of our positions are hereditary. So bro, you know..."

"The second is to become a celebrity. Although it's a bit hard and tiring, as long as you can make it, you can earn a lot of money!"

"Just like the "Mercury Witch" who appeared some time ago, she was even personally received by the congressman. Her figure... tsk tsk. "

"As for those low-level stars..."

Zhao Xianji chuckled.

"Cousin, Brother Taixie, or tonight, I'll arrange for some younger ones to come over..."

"Oh, cousin, why are you kicking me!"

There was a lot of flying around in the car.

Li Xingsui rubbed his chin, looking thoughtfully at the huge billboard outside.

Ghosts and gods are created to gather people’s prayers, so is this star a way to gather prayers?
(End of this chapter)