Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 245: I owe you a favor

This decapitation is not a joke. If you want to cut off this "opportunity of origin", you can't just use blindness to fool people. In the final analysis, blindness only fools people, gods, immortals and demons. There are sentient beings, but they cannot fool heaven, or more importantly, they cannot fool themselves.

The old beggar sighed, "It's not worth it" and subconsciously touched his neck.

"This scene is a joke to Mr. Ji. With your moral character and state of mind, you naturally understand my original intention as an old beggar. What is this called? In common people's words, it is a thankless job."

Ji Yuan smiled, and under the guidance of his fingers, a moist word "Yuan" rose from the table.

"Then why don't you just try to take the old emperor back? Why bother directly provoking him to kill you?"

The old beggar looked at the little beggar and reached out curiously to bang the word "Yuan".

"Hey, Mr. Ji, you don't even want to give him a moon cake, that's all. Besides, although I, the old beggar, provoked him to kill me, he doesn't have to kill me!"

I feel that I was wronged by this plan.

"I didn't want to give this mooncake to someone, it's because he really can't catch it."

The old beggar took a leisurely sip of tea and glanced at Ji Yuan.

"The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, how can I catch it..."

The little beggar's finger also happened to hit the word "Yuan" in the air. The word "Yuan" was touched by his finger and turned into water vapor and disappeared.

When Ji Yuan heard the old beggar's emotional words, his heart suddenly moved, and he said another sentence in a joking tone.

"Oh, to be honest, Ji thought it was Mr. Lu who had tampered with it. It seems that the old emperor was indeed unlucky."

"Uh...hehehe...bad luck, it is indeed his bad luck!"

The old beggar smiled very forcedly, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, daring not to look at Ji Yuan.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a sudden knock on the door of the private room, which relieved the old beggar's embarrassment at the moment, and Dr. Tea's voice sounded outside.

"Several guests, the shopkeeper will give this table a few plates of refreshments."

"Come in."

Dr. Tea opened the door with a tray, walked into the private room carefully, closed the door again, and then went to the table to put refreshments.

"Mr. Lu and Mr. Ji, the shopkeeper asked me to come and tell you that the people in the government offices in the city are looking for a beggar named Lu everywhere, saying that the emperor wants to invite him to the palace..."

While Dr. Tea was speaking, he looked at the old beggar carefully, and took a special look at the old beggar's neck. He found that although there was a lot of mud, the skin and flesh were still one piece.

"Oh, I know, if I find you here, just do whatever you want!"

The old beggar said indifferently, while Ji Yuan looked at Dr. Tea and asked with a smile.

"See, I keep looking at Mr. Lu's neck. Did you hear something?"

Dr. Cha was also a little itchy. When Ji Yuan asked this question, he stopped pretending and spoke with great curiosity.

"We are only one square away from Yongning Street. Before noon, there were customers reporting that the emperor sent the Imperial Guard to kill an old beggar on Yongning Street in the morning, and then..."

Dr. Tea looked at the old beggar next to him, and then at Ji Yuan.

"Then the old beggar was beheaded, stood up, pushed his head back, and left chatting and laughing with an older gentleman. Old gentleman, is that you?"

"Yes, yes, is there a second unlucky guy like this in the world? The refreshments have been served, you'd better go about your business."

The old beggar replied angrily, feeling that Mr. Ji was looking for someone to tease him again.

"Hey, hey, I'll leave first. If you have anything to do, just ask me."

Dr. Tea opened the door and walked out. When he closed the door, he said something inside.

"I'm right at the top of the stairs. If you need anything, just give me orders!"

"Okay, thank you very much..."

Ji Yuan nodded and waved his hands behind his back before the enthusiastic tea doctor closed the door.

However, Dr. Tea's guest did not leave immediately. Instead, he put his ear to the door and listened for a while. He heard nothing, and then he tiptoed a few steps away and left.

When Dr. Tea left, he asked the old beggar some things based on the previous topic, and also told the story about the ghost mother and the evil spell, in which the ghost mother could also be beheaded and resurrected.

However, Ji Yuan has long understood that it is definitely different from the old beggar's method of breaking off the relationship.

Sometimes, when people who cultivate immortality chat, they don’t always have a mysterious and mysterious side. Many times they chat like ordinary people, such as Ji Yuan and the old beggar.

I will be concerned about how to deal with the evil monsters that were taken away before. I will also talk about the interesting things that happened to the two beggars when they were begging for food along the way. I will also guess that this time the old beggar failed to accept a disciple, which will be harmful to everyone. If there will be any turmoil in the Zheng Dynasty and the opposition, at least first of all, the old emperor must have a mental breakdown.

It wasn't until noon that Ji Yuan saw that the time was almost up, and then he stood up and saluted the old beggar.

"That's it for today. Ji needs to go to the underworld. The price for the tea has been paid. We'll see you another day."

"Okay, see you another day!"

The old beggar also stood up and gave Ji Yuan a formal return gift, muttering, "What a pity that thousand gold pieces are, what a pity."

Ji Yuan stared at him quietly for a while, making the old beggar feel a little embarrassed and even nervous, then he smiled and turned around and left.

As soon as Ji Yuan left, the little beggar pulled a corner of the old beggar's hand.

"Grandpa Lu, there are still a lot of pastries, can you take them away?"

Even with the first time, the people in Qingye House sent tea three times in total, so there are still a lot of pastries, preserved fruits and other snacks on the table.

The old beggar looked at the table and then opened his mouth. The words of the little beggar came out before him.

"Whoever doesn't take care of you is a fool, I understand!"

"You kid..."...

Yan Chang was released from prison. Not only did he resume his official position, but he also received some rewards from the emperor. However, Yan Chang's anxiety did not subside much.

He was taking people to check Yongning Street in person, and saw the pool of blood that had dried but was still shocking.

Seeing that the blood stains were still bright red, Yan Chang looked at the guards accompanying him and asked.

"You say this blood can't be washed away?"

The guard on the side responded respectfully.

"Sir, that's exactly what it is. Ordinary death row prisoners are beheaded here, and the blood stains can be washed away with a few buckets of water, but today the blood cannot be washed away no matter how hard it is washed."

Another officer added.

“There were also people who used brushes to brush, but it wasn’t much lighter, and the water they used was bright red. It looked a little scary, so no one dared to continue brushing.”

Yan Chang nodded seriously, thinking that if the emperor knew about this, he would feel very uncomfortable.

At this time, pedestrians were coming and going on Yongning Street, but most of them would avoid the middle of the street, not only because of the presence of official officials, but also because of the pool of blood.

When Yan Chang looked up and looked around in thought, he suddenly noticed a person walking not far away. After taking a closer look to confirm who it was, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The visitor was dressed in a green shirt, with a hosta in his bun. He walked briskly, with a pair of half-open pale eyes in his usual expression. It was Ji Yuan who came out of the teahouse not long after he came out of Qingye Tower. Later, I heard the rumor that "the blood stains persisted", so I hurried over to take a look.

"What a coincidence, Lord Yan is here too?"

"Mr. Ji!"

Yan Chang hurriedly bowed and saluted. The policemen nearby, who were unaware of the situation, also bowed together.

Ji Yuan returned the salute to them and was already close in a few steps.

"Is Mr. Ji here to see me?"

Yan Chang asked with a hint of hope, but Ji Yuan shook his head and pointed to the blood on the ground.

"Come for this."

"Blood?"

Ji Yuan nodded. The old beggar had already died once, so naturally he couldn't scare people with such a pool of blood.

But after all, the old beggar is a person close to a true immortal, and his Taoism is unfathomable, especially this time it involves a lot of things. Origin and destruction are not that simple. He killed him here, but the old emperor was obsessed with it. After all, this pool of blood belongs to both the old beggar and the old emperor.

"Although this blood was left by a Taoist master, it has already contained evil spirits. If it is not removed, there may be future troubles!"

After on-site inspection, Ji Yuanfa could see that the blood energy was still vaguely involved in the imperial city.

Seeing that Ji Yuan was serious, I went to Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com Yan Chang was also horrified in his heart.

"What should we do? Does Mr. Ji have a solution?"

"Try it."

Ji Yuan replied, inhaling slightly, then opening his mouth and blowing.

"Hoo~"

Yan Chang and the surrounding policemen felt a wave of heat hit them, and couldn't help but take two steps back. When they looked at the ground again, the pool of blood had turned to ashes.

Speaking so seriously, and then seeing Ji Yuan blowing away the blood stains, Yan Chang felt a little ridiculous.

When he raised his head again, he found that there was no one around him. Several guards were looking around in astonishment. From their looks, Yan Chang could confirm that it was not his hallucination.

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but thinking about it in a normal way, the old beggar would not go back after being beheaded by the emperor eighty percent, but if Mr. Ji could be invited back, it would be the same, not to mention adding Now that he has become an official, he must be fine.

"Hey...Mr. Ji didn't even give me a chance to speak!"

Somewhere in the city, an old beggar and a young beggar had their pockets in their tattered clothes stuffed with cakes and preserved fruits, not long after they left Qingye Tower.

When Ji Yuan blew away the pool of blood with a breath of Samadhi True Fire, the old beggar's heart moved. He reached out and counted with his fingers, and he immediately understood the cause and effect of the pool of blood.

"I was actually fooled by the dynasty's energy, and almost left a hidden danger... Now I owe a favor..."