Chapter 108: The Water Official's Talisman to Relieve Disasters, a Big Bidou (5k, Additional Updates)

As the golden light fell all over the sky, the purple-robed Taoist smiled.

"Supreme Taiyi Savior of Suffering Heaven, the goddess has great benevolence, great perseverance, and great merits. Please accept my humble respect."

The purple-robed Taoist took three steps back, took three incense sticks, and respectfully kowtowed three times and bowed twelve times. This was already the highest etiquette.

This was not to respect the status, but to respect Wang Xueqi's achievements and Wang Xueqi herself.

After Wang Xueqi ascended, it was unknown how many people she would save in the future.

The oldest profession of water ghosts, which could be called a cursed profession, was officially disintegrated from today.

At least in Shenzhou, this was the case.

The purple-robed Taoist thought to himself that he might not be able to have such an influential achievement in his life.

It was a great fortune to be able to participate.

He stood up, took out the prepared tablet covered with red silk, worshiped again, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Uncovering the red silk, the tablet was written.

"Wang Xueqi, the Water Goddess of Relieving Disasters."

Then the purple-robed Taoist opened the altar again and took out a roll of yellow silk, which was already full of runes and cloud scrolls, except for the center, which was still blank.

He placed it in front of the tablet, and the yellow silk was sprinkled with golden light from the sky, and a new rune that had never appeared before gradually emerged in the center.

He bowed with satisfaction and thanked.

"Thank you, the goddess, for giving me the scroll."

This is the extra scroll that Wang Xueqi got after ascending to the immortal class.

Longhushan personally presided over the ascension ritual, which was also a huge risk. If it didn't work, the Taoist would be affected.

If it worked, Longhushan would have an extra scroll that could be granted.

The scroll of the Goddess of Relieving Disasters.

At the same time.

In Fuyu Mountain, in front of the altar of the three old Taoist priests, golden light fell from the sky.

The three old Taoist priests were startled and immediately took out the yellow silk, writing quickly, and also got this extra scroll.

On the other side, in the Decheng funeral home, Wen Yan's finger was still on Wang Xueqi's remains. He was afraid that Wang Xueqi's strength was not enough, so he kept blessing her and kept her at her limit.

The blood-warming jade was almost exhausted.

Suddenly, all the power in the remains that had almost turned into jade began to reverse.

All the power was fed back to Wen Yan in reverse.

A prompt also appeared in Wen Yan's mind.

"Gain additional fixed ability: Jie Evil Water Official Scroll."

"You have made the most critical contribution to the ascension of a water ghost. The goddess of Jie Evil, Wang Xueqi, appreciates your selfless intention.

Although she is no longer here, her consciousness has dissipated, and she has turned into the goddess of Jie Evil, but her original intention cannot be erased.

She wanted to say thank you to you in the end. She was satisfied, far beyond her initial expectations. This was the most perfect ending she expected.

She gave you her only original scroll, Jie Evil Water Official Scroll."

"Jie Evil Water Official Scroll .

One of the heavenly talismans, inherent basic characteristics, never drown. ”

“Get a new title: Water Ghost Enemy.

Wearing this title, you have 100% suppression, 100% true damage, and 100% ignoring immunity for all water ghosts.

There is a 17% probability of triggering complete annihilation.

There is a 17% probability of erasing the inherited characteristics of the water ghost profession. ”

“Replaceable title: Great Enemy.

Currently, the number of titles that can be worn at the same time: 1. ”

Wen Yan looked at the talisman that appeared on the back of his hand with a complicated expression.

He felt regretful in his heart, but thinking about it, this result did achieve the ultimate of what Wang Xueqi wanted to do.

She did leave with great satisfaction, without any regrets.

And the remains that had been somewhat jaded just now have now returned to ordinary bones, no longer having any magical powers, and no longer having any connection with Wang Xueqi.

Wen Yan walked out of the hall with a complicated expression and a little lost, and sat quietly at the door of the mourning hall.

The curator had moved a chair and sat next to Wen Yan without knowing when.

"This is already a much better result than your initial expectation."

"I know, but I just want to curse."

"Then you can curse, but don't curse me, I was also set up by Lao Cai.

You should have read myths and history.

You should know that the mythology and history books of my Shenzhou are roughly equivalent to a history book against water, which is not too much.

When it was discovered that the little girl was kind-hearted and opened a new path for the water ghost.

In this new path, there is also a feature that you may think is very ordinary, but in Lao Cai's view, it is extremely explosive.

Moreover, this is completely in line with the little girl's own wishes.

At this time, if there is no Lao Cai, there will be Lao He or Lao Wang.

All of this is in line with everyone's wishes, and the most important thing is to conform to the little girl's own wishes.

If she doesn't have this idea, this idea is not her only wish, and her will is not firm enough, then the resurrection of the first generation Zhang Tianshi will not force her."

"I know." Wen Yan sighed, of course he understood.

"So, this involves a problem we often see in funeral homes.

Is it the family members who think it is important, or the customers?

Sometimes, you can't have both.

They keep saying they respect the dead, but I've been here for so many years.

I haven't seen many people really respect the dead. Everything in this hall is just to comfort the living."

"Director, I understand everything, and I am really happy for her, but this does not affect other things at all. One code is the same."

Wen Yan looked at the people from the Lieyang tribe in the condolence hall. They were all waiting here.

Looking towards the door again, I saw Cai Qidong walking towards him with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

Wen Yan took a breath and shouted loudly.

"He Jian, I'm going to fuck you!"

Then he looked at Cai Qidong and shouted in a deep voice.

"Cai Qidong, I'll fuck you!"

After scolding, Wen Yan snorted, turned around and pushed Wang Xueqi's remains to the cremation department.

He wanted to keep Wang Xueqi's remains, but he was afraid that others might have evil intentions, so he cremated her anyway and kept everything clean.

The curator was scolded in public, but he still smiled happily and didn't care.

Cai Qidong was scolded in front of a group of subordinates, and looked at those subordinates with strange expressions on their faces.

Cai Qidong also laughed and pretended not to hear it.

Today, even if Wen Yan spit it on his face, he would happily wipe it evenly.

He knows Wen Yan well. Wen Yan can talk nonsense no matter what he says. In fact, the death of an ignorant leader has made Wen Yan feel uncomfortable for several days. Now he still offers sacrifices, and gives a stick from time to time. fragrant.

In this world, I am afraid that Wen Yan is the only one who can offer incense to Da Zhi.

If Wen Yan had known in advance, he might still be persuaded by Wang Xueqi in the end, but there might be variables in the process.

Wen Yan stubbornly believed that it was different to be transcended and dissipated, ascended and dissipated, and dissipated by a luxurious fire.

This is a normal emotional reason and it's normal.

It is better to drive first and then buy the ticket, then Wen Yan will do his best to help.

Of course, if you do this, you will definitely be scolded. Those are just minor problems.

It's just a matter of dryness.

Cai Qidong was smiling and chatting with Director He. Qin Kun was also here.

He stepped forward and bowed, a little embarrassed.

"Minister, I'm really sorry. I offended you. My great-granduncle was so angry that he couldn't open the forum. He almost died from anger. I persuaded him to stop, but my great-uncle still had to slap him. ”

Qin Kun bowed politely, then took out his mobile phone, made a video call, and handed it to the curator.

"Can you please give me some pats?"

Then he saw Qin Kun's figure, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, and a slap with a huge force, at an extremely fast speed, hit Cai Qidong's left cheek with a snap.

Cai Qidong's body seemed to have lost weight as he was slapped and flew sideways.

He smashed two trash cans with his face, rolled over countless times, and then his back hit the wall more than ten meters away, causing the wall to collapse.

Cai Qidong lowered his head and leaned there, twitching.

Everyone present was stunned and froze on the spot. After several seconds, they started to panic and rushed over to see if Cai Qidong had been beaten to death.

"minister?!"

"Minister, wake up and call an ambulance."

Qin Kun took the phone, thanked the curator, and then switched the video screen back to the front camera.

"Uncle Taishi, I'm done with it. As you can see, I definitely didn't hold anything back. You can rest in peace and cultivate yourself. My junior brother is fine too. I will take my junior brother back to see you in a few days."

"good."

Taishi's uncle let out a sigh of relief, at least this breath was smooth.

After chatting for a few words, Qin Kun hung up the phone.

Under the corner, Cai Qidong, who was half buried by the collapsed wall, suddenly raised his head.

With a smile still on his face, he looked at the members of the Sun tribe surrounding him.

"Why are you howling, howling in mourning? I'm not dead yet, will Qin Kun really beat me to death? Do you understand this is a coincidence?

If you take advantage of someone for no reason, someone has to take the blame. If I don't take the blame, how can I let you take the blame? "

Cai Qidong stood up, dusted himself off, and sighed with satisfaction.

"It feels so good to take the blame. To be honest, I haven't felt so good about taking the blame for a long time."

In the distance, Qin Kun watched Cai Qidong stand up, unscathed, with no face swollen, and his eyes suddenly focused.

He was taking a violent route, but he had no ability to send an ordinary old man flying and rolling for more than ten meters, smashing into a wall, and leaving the old man unscathed.

He was really telling the truth, and the slap just now was not enough.

He knew that nothing big would happen to that slap, but he didn't expect that Cai Qidong didn't seem to be injured even if it made such a big noise.

At most, it looks disgraced and unattractive.

Cai Qidong pushed away the other members, patted the dirt on his body, shook the dust from his hair, and walked over again.

"Minister, please forgive me, if I don't come..."

Cai Qidong waved his hand indifferently, interrupting Qin Kun's words.

"I understand, I understand. Needless to say, I have to thank you. If you don't come, the old man will not feel comfortable with his mood. If he really goes down the mountain in person, I will lie in bed for at least half a year. If the old man opens Altar, I can’t hold it back.”

Qin Kun stopped talking. He said to himself that he was still pretending. The way he used his hands to relieve force was superb. It was no exaggeration at all. It restrained a person like him who took a violent route.

"I'm going to see my junior brother." Qin Kun didn't want to talk to Cai Qidong anymore, so he made an excuse and walked back.

Wen Yan didn't care about what was going on outside. He personally sent Wang Xueqi's remains to the cremation department. Old Zhang took over, and Wen Yan followed the whole process.

After walking around the high-end luxury furnace, he waited here.

After Qin Kun came, he talked about the previous things. He gave Cai Qidong a big slap on behalf of his great-grandmaster uncle. In fact, this meant that after this slap, the matter would end here.

Otherwise, would Cai Qidong still be happy after being slapped?

If Fu Yushan didn't express it, Cai Qidong would be worried. He probably would have to stretch his face over and take the initiative to be slapped.

"Your Minister Cai is definitely not as good as the rumors say. He is more than good."

"I have known for a long time that Minister Cai is not simple. It's impossible that everyone has made rapid progress in the past ten years, but he has remained where he is. Besides, he doesn't rely on his own combat power."

"That's true." Qin Kun nodded. He was really blinded by stereotypes.

After all, in everyone's impression, these leaders of the Lieyang Department came up in the first few decades of the spiritual energy recovery. They are experienced and do not rely on their own combat power.

In the past ten years, the spiritual energy recovery has accelerated, so it is impossible to replace all the leaders so quickly.

The last time Cai Qidong took action personally was a long time ago. According to the strength at that time, it is actually just so-so, at most one-tenth of Qin Kun.

"Brother Qin, when did you make these decisions?"

"I just found out today. I think it was a few days ago when we were finishing up the chemical plant field.

The Xijiang River system is complex, and the water gods in the water system are also chaotic. Most of them are wild worships, but there are still serious water gods that have been worshipped a long time ago.

Recently, there are obvious signs in Luoyue County, showing that a dragon god has a tendency to revive.

All of this needs to be prepared, and Wang Xueqi gave an opportunity, the most important opportunity to cover the bottom.

In fact, afterward, I thought about it, only people like me who don't pay attention and don't think too deeply will not care.

Maybe other people, such as Minister Cai, thought of these at the first time.

Give Jiang Yanyan formal recognition, the higher-ups must have considered today's matter."

"I didn't expect it." Wen Yan shook his head.

"You are different. You didn't know about the rituals of ascension before. This kind of thing hasn't happened for many years. Who would have thought of this?

Besides, in the past, only the seniors who were highly respected in the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, had supernatural powers, and were profound in Taoism were qualified to ascend.

This time, who would have thought that the little girl would be allowed to ascend.

Thinking about it afterwards, it is indeed quite reasonable and necessary."

Wen Yan thought about it and asked.

"Is the situation not good? If it is not absolutely necessary, the higher-ups will not allow it so readily, right? Longhu Mountain will not agree to it so easily, right?"

"I am not too clear about the situation in Luoyue County, but I have a general understanding that if a dragon god revives in the Xijiang River system and does not have good intentions, the impact will be very large.

Water gods in the water system are always troublesome, especially those who are old and have physical bodies.

Even if you want to kill them, it is not so easy.

It is estimated that it is unlikely to succeed to let Tuoba Wushen go into the water and kill a dragon god.

And if we fail once, the other party's revenge will make us Pay a huge price.

So, unless it is absolutely necessary, we will not take extreme measures.

Not everything can be solved by fighting and killing.

If that were the case, it would be simple. ”

“From what you said, have there been any examples before?”

“Yes, about thirty years ago, there was an evil dragon that revived from its slumber. Its strength was far from restored at that time, and the environment at that time was not enough for it to recover a little. Even so weak, it could still stir up the wind and clouds, affect the water system, flood many places, and finally be led into a trap, and eighty machine guns shot it into a sieve. ”

Qin Kun thought about it and recalled Cai Qidong’s resume.

“At that time, Minister Cai should have been working there. At that time, he should not have been a leader, but I am not sure whether he participated in this matter.”

Wen Yan did not continue to ask more questions. He thought of a hint that Lao Zhao gave him using the method of suicide calculation.

There are people coming from the east and the west, and it is a mixture of good and bad.

He didn't know what they represented. After hearing what Qin Kun said today, and mentioning Luoyue County in the west, Wen Yan thought that he might have to follow the old tradition of Fuyu Mountain and offend the water god.

In the west, the most likely person should be the newly revived dragon god.

In the east, the only one who might have contact at present is the Changfeng Group.

After chatting with Qin Kun again, the time for the big turtle sent out was almost up.

Lao Zhang personally took action to collect the ashes, sealed them, and handed them to Wen Yan.

A day's work was over.

He took Wang Xueqi's ashes and followed the standard procedure. He drove out to the sea and scattered them into the sea bit by bit, completely cutting off the possibility of anyone using them.

Her ashes were different from those of the old man. The old man was a great corpse. After completing the great corpse, they dissipated. It was useless for someone to use them.

And Wang Xueqi ascended, so there was still some connection. Wen Yan didn't want anyone to use this connection.

I took a boat and just got back to Decheng when I received a call from the curator.

"Wen Yan, is the matter done?"

"It's done. Director, do you have anything to tell me?"

"No, an old friend from Yuzhou came to me through his connections. He wants to ask you for a favor and invite you to dinner and chat."

Wen Yan looked at the time and curled his lips.

"Director, it's almost six o'clock. Invite someone to dinner? I just finished it. It was seven or eight o'clock when I arrived in Decheng. I also invited my senior brother to my house for dinner. Let's do it another day."

"It's okay. I just told you that this is an old relationship. I can't get rid of it. I've brought the message. The rest has nothing to do with me."

"That's fine. Director, just say it directly."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan looked at Qin Kun who came with him.

"Brother Qin, you're here just in time. Why don't you come to my house and sit down?"

"..."

Book recommendation, seedling.

"My Handbook of Strange Stories", the author might as well go to bed early.

He took off her face and threw it into the corner.

He lived in an empty dormitory but he was not lonely, because he knew he had an invisible roommate to accompany him.

The human-headed slug crawled very far, leaving traces of tears on the ground.

"What a weird world, fortunately I am a normal person."

Shan Liang thought as the human-headed balloon floated farther and farther away.