At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty as a god stick

"Thank you Shenjun!" Jiao Yong made a military salute: "A certain family will definitely train a ghost army for Shenjun!"

At the moment, he said in a low voice: "Actually, the gods want a ghost army to come out immediately, and it is not impossible."

When Wen Fei heard it, he seemed a little embarrassed when he saw Jiao Yong say this.Can't help wondering: "General Jiao, just say what you have to say, why do you have to look like this?"

Jiao Yong muttered for a long time, Fang said: "Actually, there are powerful ghosts imprisoned in the ghost prison, but those ghosts have offended the gods..."

"You mean those tooth soldiers?" Wen Fei blurted out, he really forgot about those tooth soldiers with silver guns.Thinking of how powerful the ghost soldiers were at the Silver Spear Festival that day, Wen Fei's heart was filled with enthusiasm, but too many things happened recently, Wen Fei had completely forgotten about these ghost soldiers, or thought they were all playing with that dead ghost city god It's over.

"These tooth soldiers have offended the gods, and they have already been sent to prison... I'm afraid that the gods have a grudge..." Jiao Yong couldn't help but whispered when he saw that Wen Fei hadn't spoken for a long time.

Only then did Wen Fei come to his senses, and said with a smile: "There is no need for that. There is a saying, it is a matter of being loyal to the emperor. It is only natural for them to listen to the words of the city god and make things difficult for me in the past. I hope that in the future They can also serve me honestly!"

What he said was not very appropriate, but when Jiao Yong heard it, he was overjoyed: "Shen Jun is really magnanimous! The God of the City God used to refuse to use me just because I was killed by that fellow Han Qi... Definitely train a powerful army of ghosts for the gods to serve the gods!"

Wen Fei laughed out loud.Said: "Thank you, General Jiao!"

As he spoke, the person flickered and disappeared.But the chicken has already started crowing.

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The monk's room is lonely.Even in broad daylight, it looks a little damp and dim, and the ligatures are not clearly visible.Fortunately, the sun outside was good, He Huan stood up with a wry smile, and took the old clothes outside to dry.He was also sitting at the door, reading a book of Analects, even though he had already memorized this book by heart.But human memory tends to fade over time.If you don't review for a long time, I'm afraid there will be mistakes and omissions.

It was almost noon, and my stomach was growling with hunger.Thinking about those snobbish monks, they would not be so kind as to ask themselves to eat.After all, I have borrowed it for so long, so I only donated [-] yuan of sesame oil.It has long made those monks displeased.Just hope, this year's big competition.I can be a Jinshi myself.

Just like that prime minister Lu Duan.After ten years of cold windows, no one asked, and became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!He sighed and touched his bosom, but there was only less than half a penny of copper coins left, which had to be supported until the imperial examination.Fortunately, time is running out.Maybe I can be a little extravagant and go out and buy two extra pieces of Hubing to eat.

When he thought of this, the secretion of saliva in his mouth accelerated involuntarily, and even his stomach began to drum.

But at this moment.All of a sudden, I heard noise and footsteps in front of me.Hear that annoying Zhike monk Chenghe monk.He shouted loudly: "Poor scholar, come out quickly..."

He Huan's face suddenly turned bitter. The situation was like that of a modern person who is renting a house wandering in other places, with tight hands and no money to pay the rent, but the landlord blocked the door.It's just that those hard-working women in modern times can lock the door behind them and pretend that they are not at home.But this ancient house does not have this function... He Huan had no choice but to go out honestly, put on a smiling face, and prepared to say a few more good words.

People are poor and short-spirited, but horses are thin and long-haired.People under the eaves had to bow their heads.He Huan was muttering in his heart, but he heard the monk yelling: "Poor, that He Huan. Hurry up, why are you dawdling? Something good happened to you?"

If there is a good thing, you will never come to me!He Huan vomited in his heart, and quickened his pace.Before he walked out of the yard, he saw the snobbish Monk Cheng nodding and bowing his waist, almost like a shrimp.How could he bend down thanks to his bucket-thick stomach.

But he saw a purple-robed Taoist priest, followed by several green-robed Taoist priests, who were respectfully invited in by monk Cheng.He Huan's thoughts changed, didn't he say that Buddhism and Taoism are at odds now?The two sides have been fighting each other for a while...

"He Huan, hurry up and salute this Taoist priest! This is a noble man, the nephew of Father Shang!" Monk Na Cheng yelled.

A wave of anger surged in He Huan's heart. In ancient times, calling someone's name directly was actually very rude, almost like swearing.It is generally a salutation word, or a title ranking.This bald donkey eats one of He Huan's, it's simply deceiving people too much!However, this monk has not been rude for a day or two, and He Huan has already gotten used to it.On the contrary, this Taoist priest is actually the nephew of Shangfu who was recently conferred by the government. No wonder Monk Chenghe is so respectful.

I heard that these bald donkey monks fought against their fathers and lost a lot. Now even the Senglusi is under the supervision of Shangfu.This is really funny, the monk's monk's certificate is actually under the control of the Taoist priest...

Although he was thinking so in his heart, he didn't show anything on his face, and said solemnly: "Student He Huan has seen the master!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" The very young Taoist priest waved his hands and smiled. Although he was wearing a graceful and luxurious purple robe, he felt awkward being worn by this Taoist priest.He giggled and said: "A certain family is not considered a sorcerer, and a certain one is called Bai Yuchan. You are lucky, my celestial master knows that you have worked hard to learn and are living in poverty. So let me send you ten thousand yuan to let you You should study with peace of mind, strive to pass the Jinshi examination, and honor your ancestors. And this is for you..."

The Taoist priest following behind took out a large tray and handed it to He Huan. On it were ten shiny silver coins and a colored ball the size of a Cuju.

[-] yuan is at least [-] kilograms, and it is unbearable to carry it on one's back.And the ten silver coins on the tray are each about the size of an egg, with intricate patterns on them, which are extremely exquisite.

"This is... this is..." Then He Huan remembered a legend he had heard: "Is this immortal money?"

Bai Yuchan giggled and said: "Of course." As he spoke, he held a silver coin between his fingers and blew on it, and the silver coin made a buzzing sound, which was very miraculous.

It really is fairy money, He Huan sighed in his heart.He had no chance to see such precious coins, it is said that these silver coins were used by Shangfu to reward the servants around him, many of them were rewarded to the servants in his mansion and the eunuchs in the palace. (to be continued..)