Chapter 121: Sudden Change (Added for Alliance Leader 'Loli Destroyer Controller' 2/3)

From the handling of the Bone-Changing Pill for General Guan Huchen Huchen, it can be seen that Qingsong, this Daoist, still has some rules.

Today, although Qingsong had suggested selling the Guan Chenghuang position to an old Great Qin noble, after Xiao Yu expressed her attitude, he not only didn't insist, but also didn't hide anything in the subsequent selection of the divine position.

"Undoubtedly, the Guan Chenghuang of Jin Yang Ducheng in the Lu Kingdom is the best of all divine positions; you can choose this one."

"Isn't it said that the Guan Chenghuang position of Jin Yang Ducheng was used to offer a reward for Song Zhong's head?" Xiao Yu asked.

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong said: "You don't know yet? Song Zhong died at Flying Immortal Ferry long ago. Except for Zhou Lang who escaped in advance, the other seven of the Western Eight Immortals were all caught up and beheaded by Marquis Lieyang.

The Red Smoke Colt is worthy of being an ancient divine horse. Marquis Lieyang rides it, wanting to kill whoever he wants, coming and going as he pleases.

That idiot General Guan Huchen Huchen was always borrowing its power and couldn't exert its full potential at all."

Xiao Yu didn't comment on the topic of "General Guan Huchen Huchen and the Red Smoke Colt," only saying: "I know Song Zhong is dead.

Although Marquis Lieyang didn't issue an announcement, there have been rumors circulating among the ordinary people, and everyone on the streets is talking about it.

I was just wondering, Marquis Lieyang is the Regional Commander; his own merits cannot be erased, right?

He certainly wouldn't look down on the Guan Chenghuang position, but he could give it to a Great Qin noble in exchange for favors."

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong said lightly: "Marquis Lieyang is different from you. He is a military marquis; killing Song Zhong is a military merit. The Grand Marshal records his merits, the Censor praises his merits, and the Emperor—now it is the Empress Dowager presiding over the court—will naturally bestow rewards."

Xiao Yu hesitated and asked: "Are there any Guan Chenghuang vacancies in the Chechi Kingdom?"

Qingsong frowned: "Jin Yang is the capital; the Ducheng Guan Chenghuang is not comparable to a County Guan Chenghuang or a Prefecture Guan Chenghuang."

Xiao Yu laughed bitterly: "I can't just consider the present; the Lu Kingdom seems to like causing trouble..."

At least the name "Chechi Kingdom" was passed down to the Tang Dynasty's Journey to the West era, indicating that this country's national destiny is relatively long.

And from a geographical point of view, the Chechi Kingdom is the farthest from Western Shu, all the way to the side of the eight-hundred-mile Tongtian River.

The farther away from the Shu Kingdom... or rather, the farther away from Great Qin, it seems safer.

Qingsong said lightly: "If one is loyal to the king's affairs and is capable and diligent, what does it have to do with ghosts and gods if the mortal princes commit crimes?

If one is arrogant and rebellious, even if the mortal princes are as loyal as Western Shu, they will still be demoted by a decree.

Which vassal state, which city, actually makes no difference."

—But living in the world, it is impossible not to be affected by the external environment.

Xiao Yu thought of the Sand Dune Land God.

"Alright, I'll choose the Guan Chenghuang of Jin Yang Ducheng, Duan Yuhan."

The Tang Dynasty is still too far away; this is still Great Qin's world!

"By the way, Duan Yuhan also has a son, Duan Guisheng. Can he follow his father to take office?"

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong opened the Investiture of the Gods. It had a black background, was neither paper nor cloth, and there was not a single word on it; it looked very ordinary on the outside.

"Do you want the Duan father and son to be together, or arrange a divine position for each of them?"

He took out a writing brush from his sleeve again.

It was an ordinary bamboo brush, the tip was a bit bald, and it was stained with cinnabar red.

"Can I arrange two Guan Chenghuang positions?" Xiao Yu asked in surprise.

"In the achievements recorded by Marquis Lieyang, it also includes your breaking of Zhou Lang's flying sword in the three-thousand Fire Crow Army formation, which can be rewarded with a Prefecture Guan Chenghuang in a remote area, or a County Guan Chenghuang in a wealthy area.

If you don't want to be a Guan Chenghuang, you can also be a Kitchen God, Land God, Mountain God, Well God, Toilet God... any 'House God' worshipped by ordinary people can be chosen.

However, I must remind you that the assessment content for different divine positions is also different.

I just calculated with my fingers that Duan Yuhan is well-read and has great literary talent, and is worthy of the position of Guan Chenghuang.

But he neither practices martial arts nor is he good at agricultural affairs, and he knows nothing about dredging the earth's qi and water veins, or stabilizing the land and river channels... In short, he can barely manage the people who do things, but he can't do any practical things himself."

Xiao Yu said: "I want to find a good home for the Duan father and son, but I don't want them to be incompetent and harm the local people.

Old Uncle Duan is quite experienced and upright, and is worthy of being a parent official of a place.

Guisheng is young; you can arrange a promising idle position for him in the Ducheng Guan Chenghuang's Mansion."

"A promising idle position..."

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong laughed, soaked the brush tip in the teacup, and wrote directly on the scroll with a big stroke: Duan Yuhan, a person from Guangning Prefecture, Guide Commandery, Western Shu, made contributions in the Flying Immortal Ferry battle, and is enfeoffed as the Guan Chenghuang of Jin Yang Ducheng, Lu Kingdom. His son, Duan Guisheng, receives the shade and becomes a clerk in the Guan Chenghuang's Mansion.

Black background and red characters, very conspicuous.

After writing, he withdrew the brush, and the handwriting quickly disappeared.

"Tonight, underworld ghost gods will go to Sancha Ridge to find Duan Yuhan and his son." Qingsong closed the Investiture of the Gods and said.

"They won't find the wrong person, right?" Xiao Yu confirmed again.

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong said: "There might be others in Guangning Prefecture named 'Duan Yuhan,' but there was only one old ghost Duan Yuhan who appeared at Flying Immortal Ferry that day.

It is almost impossible for mortal affairs to be hidden from ghost gods unless one is a person with great supernatural powers.

Even if Duan Yuhan is dead, what he has done recently can be checked in the Book of Life and Death."

"Is everything a person does written in the Book of Life and Death?" Xiao Yu asked in confusion: "A few days ago, a big event happened in Heaven Gate Town, the Guan Chenghuang's night trial of the counterfeit silver case.

If everything is written clearly in the Book of Life and Death, what is the Guan Chenghuang trying?"

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong said: "Three feet above the head, there are gods. Every thought and movement is known to ghosts and gods. Once ghosts and gods know, the Book of Life and Death automatically records it."

After speaking, he stood up and said: "The matter is finished; we will meet again if fate allows!"

"Why not stay for a meal before leaving? The Red Sleeve Academy has vegetarian food." Xiao Yu still wanted to chat with him for a while longer.

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong shook his head, "I have long since fasted; I haven't eaten mortal things for many years."

If she weren't also an old acquaintance, he wouldn't even drink the tea.

Seeing the teapot and teacup on the table, his heart moved. He took out a talisman paper the size of a palm from his bosom and handed it to Xiao Yu, saying: "This is the Red Sleeve Academy. I came here as a guest and received your diligent hospitality, and you even called me 'Father'; I can't have no expression.

But I am a person outside the world and have no silver money on me, so I will give you an Earth-Escaping Talisman!

Carry it on your body; it will automatically trigger when you encounter danger, instantly escaping five miles away.

If you encounter Western Human Immortals looking for you or Dou Gengyan, it might save your little life."

Xiao Yu took the talisman paper with a face full of joy and called out sweetly: "Thank you, Father... uh, thank you, Guan Laozu."

Following Jin Lian, she had seen many "worlds," and thanking "Father" for a reward had become a habit.

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong smiled and turned to walk out.

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and while she was ecstatic in her heart, she was also a little conflicted.

The Great Destroyer was actually triggered!

The "Method of Destroying the Daoist Acolyte Qingsong" began to be deduced.

Qingsong gave her the Earth-Escaping Talisman, already recognizing the current identities of the two: Red Sleeve Academy guest and "daughter."

"Daoist Qingsong, won't you stay for a meal? Perhaps you can go to the small pavilion in the backyard; it's quiet and clean."

The moment Qingsong opened the door, he startled Auntie Liu who was guarding outside.

She had a face full of diligent smiles, and her mouth was saying words of retention, but her actions didn't dare to have the slightest obstruction, and she just let Qingsong stride toward the stairs.

Sui Yuanzi from another private room also walked out quickly.

He didn't say anything about staying for a drink, just silently followed behind Qingsong.

"The matter is done; it's time to go."

Qingsong said lightly, then closed his mouth, expressionless, and no longer responded to Auntie Liu.

"Brother Li, hiccup, good drinking capacity, brother, hiccup, I really admire you this time. My head is so dizzy, so painful, damn it, Hongfu Hongfu Xianzi Bitao is right beside me, and I actually lost feeling, only feeling the world spinning... Ouch~~"

At the top of the stairs on the second floor, there was also a group of people planning to go downstairs.

Four middle-aged and elderly men who looked like wealthy merchants, each with one or two enchanting women supporting them.

One of them swayed and almost bumped into the Daoist acolyte Qingsong.

The Daoist acolyte Qingsong's eyes were sharp and his movements agile; he dodged the drunkard and took a few quick steps, distancing himself from them.

Sui Yuanzi and Auntie Liu, who were following him, stopped awkwardly.

"Uh~~~" The drunkard held onto the railing and opened his mouth to vomit messily.

Because he was vomiting downward, and Qingsong was walking down the wooden stairs, a few globs of filth splashed over.

A look of disgust flashed in Qingsong's eyes, and his movements were faster. In a few steps, he left the wooden stairs and arrived at the first-floor hall.

The whole process sounds troublesome, but it actually happened naturally within a few breaths.

By the time Qingsong disappeared from view, Xiao Yu blinked and pointed at the drunkard, shouting loudly: "Catch the thief, catch this 'Mole Hair,' he is a thief, Guan Laozu Qingsong, he stole your Investiture of the Gods and an iron plate!"

Her shout was very loud, and the noisy stairs were silent for a moment.

"What is this dead girl screaming about?" the "Mole Hair" who was vomiting on the railing muttered, continuing to retch.

Bitao only looked back at Xiao Yu and didn't take it to heart, gently patting his back to help him smooth his breath.

Auntie Liu frowned, seemingly wanting to say something.

Sui Yuanzi, who knew of the existence of the "Investiture of the Gods," had his face change greatly.

But before he could do anything, several roars came from downstairs.

"Dog thief~~" This was the Daoist acolyte Qingsong.

He roared sternly, but only shouted half of it before letting out a painful groan.

In the first-floor hall, roars of suspicion came from all directions.

"What's going on? Even the thieving Daoist Qingsong didn't notice; how did a little girl see it?"

"It's the Sha barbarian Yu! Damn it, why does that little barbarian dog repeatedly ruin our big plans."

"Should have killed that disaster long ago."

"It doesn't matter anymore. Do it; the Daoist acolyte Qingsong has lost the Emperor's Order."

"BOOM~~~~"

It was like a bomb exploding in the hall. Earth-yellow energy erupted wildly, the stairs shook violently, and cracks appeared on the beams above and the support pillars on the side, creaking.

"To be able to steal things from Daoist Qingsong right under my nose, you are the Thousand-Hand Thief Saint Zong Erbu!"

Sui Yuanzi pointed at the "Mole Hair" who was still calmly vomiting and roared: "Hand over the Emperor's Order and the Investiture of the Gods."

"Why waste words with him? Kill him!"

Xiao Yu casually picked up half a brick that had fallen from upstairs, gathered her internal qi, and threw it out with force.

Then she shrank her body and retreated quickly.

Her movements were so skilled that Auntie Liu downstairs bared her teeth.

"WHOOSH~~~" The brick tore through the air, carrying a sharp whistle, and smashed fiercely toward the side of Mole Hair's face.

"Hehe..." Mole Hair calmly wiped his mouth and sneered twice.

"BANG~~~" The brick seemed to hit an invisible air wall, and half a step away from Mole Hair's face, it was smashed to pieces.

The scattered dust mist also greatly reduced the visibility of the nearby space.

However, this brick was just the fuse.

Sui Yuanzi and Auntie Liu on the side both moved.

Sui Yuanzi chanted quickly, rubbed his hands together, and then spread them out; a three-foot-high flame rose from his palm.

He pursed his lips and blew hard at the flame in his palm.

"CLATTER~~~" The palm fire dispersed into hundreds or thousands of small flames the size of fingernails.

The small flames were like a rainstorm, covering Mole Hair.

"You really practiced Samadhi True Fire, Sui Yuanzi, you are amazing!"

Mole Hair screamed strangely, picked up Master Li with his left hand, and held the neck of "Hongfu Hongfu Xianzi Bitao" with his right hand, using the two human shields to block in front, and his body suddenly retreated.

"CRACKLE!"

Like rain hitting banana leaves, the fire rain pierced through the flesh of Bitao and Master Li like bullets, burned through their bones, and continued to shoot forward.

They didn't even let out a scream, turning into human torches.

"Sui Yuanzi practiced Samadhi True Fire; come two people and help me stop him!" ===== CHAPTER 122 =====