The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality? Chapter 490

Chapter 490 God comes, intelligent AI?

"Five hundred taels?"

Li Xiaodan's eyes widened with a look of disbelief, ecstasy and suspicion.

Zhou Hu looked at the Taoist nun with strong fear in his eyes!

Military envoy!

This is definitely a military envoy!

Moreover, the level is not low.

This military envoy suddenly came to Hongyue Village... Can you invite me...

"Do you think I lied to you about why the **** died and the statue lost its divinity, yet I bought it for such a high price of silver?" said the woman dressed as a Taoist nun.

Li Xiaodan looked confused.

Zhou Hu was also a little confused.

A flash of memories flashed deep in the eyes of the woman dressed as a Taoist nun: "In the past, when the Middle Earth was unified and the world was at peace, the god-level weapon master Sheng Nu traveled all over the mountains and rivers to gather spiritual materials, and even flew to the outside world to collect spiritual materials, and finally forged the divine weapon Shen Ling!

The Sacred Heart of the Sheng Girl is like a Buddha, and the Divine Presence has also become the national artifact of the Rakshasa Kingdom in the Middle Earth.

The Rakshasa Kingdom ushered in unprecedented prosperity.

Outside there is the God's presence sweeping across the sky, and within there is the sound of the God's presence coming from the great avenue. "

"Wait a minute, is this God coming, is he the legendary God of Judgment?" Zhou Hu's eyes widened.

At first, he had not figured out what the presence of the gods was, but now that he heard the woman dressed as a Taoist nun say this, he understood it instantly.

In the Middle-earth Rakshasa Kingdom, there is not just one artifact, and the people worship only one god.

Among them, the most widely spread is the God of Judgment.

Zhou Hu had heard storytellers singing about the God of Judgment in inns and restaurants.

The three religions and nine schools in the restaurant all praise the God of Judgment.

And those raps are also liked by people at the bottom.

Stories such as "The oil seller sued the county magistrate" and "The brothel girl killed the third prince with a sword" were widely circulated.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, the people of Rakshasa Kingdom lived a prosperous life and could hold their heads high when facing officials.

The emperor makes people kneel; the God of Judgment makes people stand up.

Therefore, the people of the Rakshasa Kingdom worship the God of Judgment.

Because, the God of Judgment represents absolute fairness and justice.

In Ninghe County, where Zhou Hu is now located, it is almost unimaginable for people to sue officials.

When the people accuse an official, he is like a son who kills his father. He first suffers the pain of being burned by nine fires, kneels down and is whipped twelve times, and sits down and is flogged twenty times.

Only after various punishments have passed can one sue the official.

In the Rakshasa Kingdom of China, let alone people suing officials, there are even stories of brothel girls killing princes.

The story of "The Brothel Girl Kills Three Princes with a Sword" is widely circulated and talked about by people.

It was rumored that this brothel girl was originally a girl with a beautiful appearance. When the third prince was out, he saw her and became lustful.

However, the laws of the Rakshasa Kingdom are strict and the God of Judgment hangs high in the sky. Even the third prince cannot rob civilian men by force.

Therefore, he designed Huan Sha Nu to ruin her family, and Huan Sha Nu was sold into a brothel, or in other words, she was raised by the third prince in an alternative way.

As a result, one day, the third prince was talking in his sleep and accidentally revealed that he had framed Huan Sha Nu, and Huan Sha Nu overheard him.

Huansha Nu secretly investigated and found out that it was actually the third prince who framed her family for the destruction of her family.

In the middle of the night, she killed the third prince with her sword!

In any country, this is a huge event!

A prostitute cuts off the blood of the royal family with a sword, and the sky is about to fall!

According to the storyteller, the brothel girl was sent to the execution ground and was quartered on five horses.

But who knows, it will snow in July.

But the brothel girl's friend, on the execution ground, actually said that there was injustice in the case and moved out the statue of the God of Judgment.

The God of Judgment has insight into everything in the world and represents fairness and justice.

According to the storyteller, when the gods appeared, the officials were scared to death.

Finally, the God of Judgment appeared.

A brothel girl avenged her parents and killed the third prince with a sword without guilt.

Most of the officials responsible for this case were dealt with.

If Qi Yuan hears this, he will definitely think that this God of Judgment is intelligent AI, isn't it?

Rakshasa country, this is a country governed by love!

"Yes, He also has a name, called the God of Judgment." The Taoist nun dressed as a woman said with a melancholy expression.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, a powerful enemy invaded the Rakshasa Kingdom, and the God of Judgment fell against the foreign enemy?" Zhou Hu asked.

At first, after hearing the deeds of the God of Judgment, Zhou Hu had infinite yearning in his heart.

It is even said that many poor and kind-hearted people at the bottom also yearn for Middle-earth to seek the protection of the God of Judgment.

However, those were hundreds of years ago.

"Yes." The expression of the Taoist nun dressed as a woman turned cold, "The artifact is broken, the god... is dead, and the statue of the God of Judgment has not lost its spirituality.

That year, the royal family ordered that all statues of the God of Judgment be destroyed.

Hiding the idol privately, the person may be exiled for three thousand miles, or may be sentenced to death. "

A cold smile appeared on the cold face of the woman dressed as a Taoist nun: "Without the presence of God, fifteen years ago, Dafeng invaded, and the Rakshasa Kingdom, which once oppressed the world, actually ceded land to seek peace and presented new coins every year. It is really ridiculous."

Zhou Hu felt sad when he heard this.

He had a lot on his mind.

Perhaps, no one in the royal family of the Rakshasa Kingdom, or even the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, liked the God of Judgment.

Only the common people who kneel on the ground like the God of Judgment.

"Is this statue so powerful?" Li Xiaodan is a young man, and he has different concerns.

"There are almost no statues of God's presence in the Rakshasa Kingdom. I have a younger sister who has always worshiped God's presence.

When I see this statue of yours, I want to buy it for 500 taels of silver. "The Taoist nun dressed as a woman said calmly.

"I..." Li Xiaodan hesitated.

The main reason is that five hundred taels of silver is too much.

He looked at Zhou Hu as if asking for help, hoping that Mr. Zhou could give him some advice.

The woman dressed as a Taoist nun immediately sighed leisurely: "That's all. Since this statue appears in your hands, it means it is destined for you. I won't buy it."

The presence of God is, after all, a thing of the past.

She also wants to advise her sister to leave the group of people who believe in God's presence as soon as possible, otherwise she will easily get burned.

Li Xiaodan's eyes widened, and the disappointment in his eyes was not concealed.

But when he thought of something, young Li Xiaodan was enjoying himself again.

"God's presence is so powerful, he will definitely protect me!"

As for why the idol was malfunctioning, he didn't hear it at all.

Zhou Hu looked at Li Xiaodan and smiled.

The Taoist nun dressed as a woman glanced at the statue with a complicated expression, and finally chose to leave without any nostalgia.

At this time, Zhou Hu quickly caught up: "Senior...are you the military envoy?"

"Yes." The Taoist nun dressed as a woman nodded, her expression cold, as cold as ice.

"Senior, why did you come to Hongyun Village?" Zhou Hu asked tentatively.

"What does this have to do with you?" The woman dressed as a Taoist nun glanced sideways at Zhou Hu.

Zhou Hu immediately felt the huge danger.

Obviously, the strength of this military commander is not ordinary.

"Young man is a police officer from Ninghe County. There have been some murders in Hongyun Village recently, which are suspected to be related to ghosts. Seniors, please be careful..." Zhou Hu hesitated.

"Be careful not to drink the water from Hongyun Village and eat the food from Hongyun Village?"

"Senior knows?" Zhou Hu was surprised and immediately ecstatic. Could it be...

"Don't have too much hope in me. I travel around the world and kill ghosts for practice. If something cannot be done, I will not die.

The ghosts here are... a bit weird, and my natural weapon may not be able to deal with them. "

There are two types of weapons in the hands of the military commander. One is an ordinary weapon, which can be used as long as it matches the weapon and makes a simple seal.

There is another kind of weapon, which is the weapon of destiny.

This kind of weapon is closely related to the warrior, and can even grow with the warrior.

However, it is more difficult for a military warrior with a natal weapon to improve than an ordinary military warrior. Not only do they need to improve themselves, but they also need to upgrade their natal weapon.

When Zhou Hu heard this, he showed an ecstatic expression: "Senior, if you need anything, just ask me, Zhou Hu, and I will do my best to help senior!"

The night was dark.

Two figures, one old and one young, appeared. Qi Yuan clapped his hands and said calmly: "Wang Kaixuan, who is this person?"

Chen Kang stood behind Qi Yuan with a hunched body: "I don't know, but according to what Huang Yanshou said, he is from... Fujun."

During this time, Qi Yuan's strength increased.

If you don't take revenge, you bastard.

So, he took Chen Kangbao with him, broke into Huang's mansion at night, and arrested Huang Yanshou.

From Huang Yanshou's mouth, Qi Yuan learned that it was Wang Kaixuan who framed his son-in-law Qi Yuan.

"This game is really like nesting dolls." Qi Yuan secretly complained.

There were also many speculations in his mind.

It's just that the wife of the adopted son-in-law Qi Yuan is so beautiful that people covet her.

The king was jealous of his triumph, so he sent people to harm him.

Of course there are other reasons.

For example, the father-in-law of Qi Yuan, his adopted son-in-law, was a weapon master, and he also had some precious things on his body, which aroused Wang Kaixuan's greed.

With the support of two reasons, the original move was aligned.

"Kill people too, let's go to... Anshan Inn." Qi Yuan remembered.

This time, the son-in-law Qi came from Ninghe County, accompanied by the servants of Shen Mansion.

He had to go see the slave and ask the slave to bring a letter back.

In case, the wife of the adopted son-in-law Qi Yuan knew what was going on here and divorced the adopted son-in-law Qi Yuan in a rage.

How else could Qi Yuan act as the son-in-law of the Shen family?

The task cannot be completed.

Moreover, he cannot blatantly pour bath water for his mother-in-law.

Before being sent to the lunatic asylum, he and his slaves lived in the Anshan Inn.

Today's night is dark, but not deep.

"Master, should we set a fire?" At this time, Chen Kangbao suggested, "After killing someone, it is appropriate to set a fire."

Qi Yuan shook his head: "Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, and don't destroy property. This is a serious crime!"

When Chen Kangbao heard this, he nodded thoughtfully.

"Don't think wildly, you should think about it and make a suitable plan to deal with the ghosts.

Every time you hold me to kill, this won't last long! "

Qi Yuan told the truth.

After all, what if Chen Kangbao cannot hold onto a powerful ghost?

Qi Yuan is still very weak now.

Chen Kangbao was thoughtful.

“I'm not a professional ghost remover, but in my opinion, when we encounter a ghost approaching, we can smile first to let the ghost feel that we have no ill intentions.

At this time, we can gently stroke the ghost's head. Generally speaking, ghosts like to have their heads touched. This situation will not hurt us. We can...take the opportunity to kill the ghost! "

Chen Kangbao said seriously.

"What if the ghost hurts us?"

"Ahem, I'm not a professional, so it's normal for my opinions to be flawed."

"It's better that you hold me." Qi Yuan was also thinking, "You are the chopping board, I am the kitchen knife, and there is still a shortage of a chef."

Qi Yuan always remembers the performance mission.

After all, there are rewards for successful acting, which Qi Yuan is looking forward to.

"What chef, do you want to cook for the old slave?" Chen Kangbao said three words that couldn't be separated from eating.

"Let's wait until we get back to Fucheng." Qi Yuan already had a plan in mind.

The top priority now is to improve our strength first.

After your strength improves, you can plan your performance carefully.

After all, although he is playing the role of a kitchen knife now, his body shape does not look like a kitchen knife.

There is no point in pretending anymore.

Soon, the two came to Anshan Inn.

When the waiter saw Qi Yuan, there was a look of surprise in his eyes: "Qi... Mr. Qi?"

Qi Yuan today seems to have changed from the one he saw back then.

Not to mention changes in body shape and appearance, the most important thing is the change in temperament.

The waiter also took a few more glances before confirming that it was Qi Yuan.

The news that the adopted son-in-law Qi Yuan was sent to a lunatic asylum was only spread within a small area, and the waiter in the store did not know about it.

"Where's Lao Zhong? Why isn't he here?" Qi Yuan said.

Lao Zhong is the servant sent by the Shen family to follow him back to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

"Master Zhong is gone!" the waiter said quickly.

"gone?"

"When Mr. Huang invited Mr. Qi for an outing, Mr. Zhong checked out of the room and left that night."

Qi Yuan looked calm: "Where are my things?"

"All the young master's things have been taken away by Mr. Zhong!" the waiter said quickly, fearing that Qi Yuan would worry about the inn swallowing his property.

"Really?" Qi Yuan said lightly.

"Young Master, this old loyalist has turned against you!" Chen Kangbao said quickly, "Young Master was sent to a lunatic asylum. He didn't even visit the Young Master or ask if he was framed, but just ran away!"

"If it were an old slave, I would definitely break into the lunatic asylum at night and rescue the young master!"

He leaned close to Qi Yuan and whispered in his ear.

As if to say, he is the most loyal.

Qi Yuan nodded and said to the waiter: "Bring me two upper rooms."

"okay!"

After a busy day and killing someone, I really need to sleep well.

The smell in the lunatic asylum was too strong, and Qi Yuan didn't take a proper bath. How could an inn be comfortable?

"Huang Yanshou... actually died, who is it?"

Zhou Hu frowned.

Lin Qinghe has been transferred, and now Zhou Hu is the acting head catcher.

A murder occurred in the Huang family and Huang Yanshou died, which made Zhou Hu feel distressed.

Recently in Ninghe County, major events have happened one after another.

Not to mention Hongyun Village, let's talk about the director of the lunatic asylum and the young master of the Huang family.

It's really surprising that these things happened one after another.

"Captain Zhou, who is the murderer?" The old man of the Huang family had gray hair and a gloomy face.

"It should be... a military envoy." Zhou Hu expressed his judgment, "Old Master Huang, has Young Master Huang... offended anyone recently?"

When Old Man Huang heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately said, "No, my son is kind, how could he offend any evil person?"

"Old Master Huang, do you have something to hide from me?" Zhou Hu had some guesses in his mind.

The director of the lunatic asylum and Huang Yanshou are both related to the adopted son-in-law Qi Yuan. Could it be that...

"Captain Zhou, this case... Our Huang family will not report it. My son died of a nasty illness at night!" Old Man Huang said calmly.

When Zhou Hu heard this, he was a little silent and had complicated thoughts.

He thought of the God of Judgment in Middle-earth.

If He were here, I'm afraid this wouldn't be the result.

"In that case, I'm taking my leave!" Zhou Hu said with his fists clasped.

About half an hour later, an old woman came in crying.

"Huang Shifan, my son is dead, and you let the murderer go like this?"

Huang Shifan looked at the woman and couldn't help but slap her face: "It's not you who harmed Yan Shou. I told Wan earlier that Wang Kaixuan was not a good person. You still let Yan Shou get entangled with that Wang Kaixuan, and you let Yan Shou get entangled with Wang Kaixuan. Regarding the disputes with those clans, do you really think that our Huang family can compare with those imperial soldiers?"

Huang Shifan said, extremely angry.

The old woman was stunned by the slap and collapsed on the ground: "My son..."

"Don't mention this matter again. The original fault lies with our Huang family." Huang Shifan made up his mind and prepared to shed some blood and send an apology to the Shen family in his house.

As for Huang Yanshou's death, it was the son's fault for not teaching his father, so he said he had killed him with his own stick.

(End of chapter)

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