What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 318 Interesting, really interesting

There is a Qingshui Yamen in Tianshu Yuan called Ding Jisi.

What is in charge of here is the Dingkou register of everyone in the four major continents in the world, and it belongs to an yamen under Siming Xingjun.

To put it bluntly, it is a place that manages people's names. Although it records people's lives, it is nothing more than that.

It's the library of Siming Mansion.

But today, this place where no one came in the past, welcomed two great gods.

Si Mingxingjun walked in front, pushed open the door sideways, and said with a smile: "Tianzun, this is it."

Wen Zhong looked at Ding Jisi, who could see as far as the eye could see, and nodded.

"I wonder where Tianzun wants to check the population book?"

Si Mingxingjun asked with a smile.

Finally, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Lord Si Mingxing understood and waved his hand again.

Wen Zhong said finally.

After all, this place is under his jurisdiction. Although he doesn't come here often, he is still familiar with it.

Wen Zhong thought to himself, walked in, and said with a smile: "Where are your adults?"

If hunger reaches the extreme, then one has to exchange children for food, or sell children and daughters.

Wen Zhong didn't answer, but asked: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

But he also knew the reason. The Tang State in Nanfangbuzhou had just experienced a Shura field, and many people had been displaced.

Finally, he stopped in front of a house.

Wen Zhong said again: "Orphan, maybe not an only son."

But the rest are still countless.

"My lord has gone to the ground, who are you looking for?"

Once you become homeless, you are destined to become a refugee, and refugees often don’t have enough to eat.

Names flashed before my eyes.

The little baby answered with a milky voice.

He seemed to have discovered something, closed his eyes and took a deeper look.

It's a clean place.

He looked inside and saw a little girl less than two years old squatting at the door, holding a large pancake in her hand and eating it.

Tang State, a small mountain village.

Si Mingxingjun waved again, and the air in front of him was more than half improved.

"Ouch."

Wen Zhong couldn't help but exclaimed.

Si Mingxingjun heard this and waved his hand.

"what?"

"You're not a bad person."

Again there are a lot less shelves.

Wen Zhong thought for a while and said, "Under three years old."

Wen Zhong looked at the shelf in front of him and reached out with his consciousness.

At such a young age, eating so much?
Moreover, it seems that the intestines and stomach can be cured, which is really a "natural talent".

But no matter what, female babies are often the first to be traded.
Si Mingxingjun didn't speak, just sighed, cupped his hands to Wen Zhongyi, and left.

After this screening, there are not many shelves left in front of me.

Wen Zhong frowned. Logically speaking, there should not be so few.

Suddenly, countless racks moved, and finally, a row of racks marked "Nanzhou Tang Kingdom" appeared in front of the two of them.

Wen Zhong did not hide anything and said: "I want to accept a disciple. When I came, I asked my teacher to divine a hexagram. The teacher said that my fate is in the Tang Kingdom of Nanfanbuzhou."

Wen Zhong was walking in the village.

Strange to say, he is obviously a little baby, but his speech is clear and his eyes are clear.

Suddenly, Wen Zhong saw a name and the person that name represented.

Although this village is small, it is well-equipped, far away from war, and self-sufficient.

"It is so."

As for Wen Zhong's purpose of coming here, he could roughly guess something.

"Negative."

After Wen Zhong heard this, he simply sat down in front of the little doll, lowered his head and asked, "How did you tell?"

The little doll glanced at him and said disdainfully: "My family is poor and we don't have good things. At least we won't attract an uncle in silk to rob them."

Wen Zhong glanced at the member's robe he was wearing and laughed dumbly.

"How do you know so much at such a young age? Do you even know silk?"

"An uncle taught me this!"

said the little doll.

Uncle?

Wen Zhong looked down, looking straight through Jiuyou, and saw a man in black robes saluting him.

King of Chu Jiang?
Wen Zhong was not surprised. He just raised his head and asked the little doll, "Do you want to follow me? Become my teacher?"

After hearing this, the little baby thought for a while and asked, "Is there any meat to eat?" "Huh?"

Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You can eat both dragon liver and phoenix marrow!"

The little baby was not satisfied and asked again: "Are there any big vegetable buns to eat?"

"All!"

Wen Zhong said comprehensively.

The little doll lowered his head, seemed to be weighing it, and finally nodded.

Wen Zhong laughed heartily and asked, "What's your last name? What's your name?"

"My name is Erya."

"What's your last name?"

"My family doesn't have a last name."

said the little doll.

Wen Zhong thought for a moment and said, "No, although you may be able to make a living with your humble name, if you become my disciple, even King Ksitigarbha and Emperor Fengdu will not dare to accept you."

"How about I change your name?"

"it is good!"

The little baby responded quickly.

"Since you don't have a surname, you will take my surname from now on and be called..."

Wen Zhong smiled and spoke.

"Wen Xiaoqin, how are you?"

Seeing the little baby, no, Wen Xiaoqin nodded, and Wen Zhong smiled even more heartily.

Interesting, really interesting!
"Boring, really boring!"

Jiang Qi sat paralyzed in the Lotus Cave in Pingding Mountain, counting on his fingers in boredom.

It’s the third year, it’s the third year!

There will be two years before the Buddhist team will pass through this boundary.

I still have to wait two years!

"Your Majesty, if you are not interested, why don't you go down the mountain and invite a troupe?"

A little demon smiled cautiously.

Jiang Qi glanced at it and asked, "Are you rich?"

"what?"

The little demon was stunned for a moment, then said sarcastically: "The little one is going to sell one of the cattle and sheep we raise in the back mountain. How can we hire a team?"

"Then it will be deducted from your rations. Let me calculate. In the next three months, you will have no meat to eat."

Jiang Qi said lazily.

When the little demon heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

"Your Majesty! Ever since King Meng gathered us, the little ones have been inspired by you to do the sustainable work of fishing from the lake and raised all the cattle and sheep in this mountain!"

"But you also said that you have to wait until the cubs are born. The little one can only get half a catty of meat to eat in a day. I really don't dare to miss it, my lord!"

"That's all I have to look forward to! Your Majesty, please have mercy, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Qi turned over and asked: "In your eyes, your eating meat is more important than my king's relief from boredom?"

"Don't dare!"

The little demon shivered.

"Report!!"

At this time, a little mountain patrolling demon ran in carrying a command flag and reported: "Your Majesty! The coquettish fox from Mount Longshan has come to pay homage to the mountain again!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qi turned his head and asked, "How many times has she been here this year?"

"Your Majesty, this is the eighth time."

"How many times have I seen her this year?"

"Not once!"

"Then it seems like we have to meet you once."

Jiang Qi nodded and ordered: "Please come in and take these fruit plates away."

"Yes!"

The little demon patrolling the mountain went out to report, while the person responsible for serving Jiang Qi collected all the snacks on the table.

Then he skillfully took out a pile of rotten fruits and nut skins from the corner and placed them on them.

Your Majesty's approach is clear.

Not long after, the little demon smelled a scent of fragrance. The fragrance was sweet and greasy, just like a swamp. He knew that stepping into it would not bring good results, but as long as he got involved, he couldn't help but feel it.

The little demon couldn't help but become intoxicated.

"boom!"

Jiang Qi wedged the little demon into the stone wall with his big foot and muttered: "It's a shameful and conspicuous thing."

"The king is wrong."

"But not everyone has the determination of the king to treat the slave family as if it is nothing."

The voice was so charming that it seemed like it was dripping with honey. Just one word could make people's bones go numb.

Jiang Qi sighed: "If you go to Goulanli, I don't know how many men are willing to spend a lot of money."

(End of this chapter)