Liaozhai Great Sage

After doing all this, Li Xiuyuan just ticked off the ink brush in his hand, and a smear of cinnabar crossed over, erasing the name of the golden monk.

His touch immediately changed the fate of the Jin Ye.

At this moment, in a village in Zhucheng, Shandong.

The mansions and mansions here are contiguous, and there are dozens of them, but the one in the middle is the most magnificent, carved with dragons and painted phoenixes, resplendent and eye-catching.

In the lobby, Su Jin is dressed up, the jade screen stands tall, and there are slaves and maidservants between the entrance and exit.

In the middle, a bald old man with a rich face sat on the main seat with a big belly. He was wearing gold and silver, and looked radiant. He didn't look like an 60-year-old man, but rather a man in his [-]s or [-]s.

This person is the golden monk.

But now he is no longer called Jin Monk, but Jin Ye. No one dares to call him that name anymore.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Jin Ye squinted his eyes and took a nap on the bench. Beside him, a beautiful wife and concubine pinched his legs and beat his shoulders, warmed his feet and burned charcoal. He served him comfortably.

However, at this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew inside the house.

The cold wind made a circle in the house, blowing the su brocade hanging on the beam, and the su brocade ribbon was rolled, fell into the brazier and was immediately burned.

Su Jin swayed with the wind, and the flames burst out, and the house was full of flames.

"on fire."

For a moment, the maids, wives and concubines in the house turned pale with fright, and ran away in panic.

I don't know which maid accidentally overturned the charcoal basin next to it because of avoiding the burning brocade, and the hot charcoal was overturned immediately.

"What's the noise? It's disturbing Mr. Jin's sleep. You don't want to live anymore, right?" Mr. Jin was startled awake at this moment, furious, and opened his mouth to shout and curse loudly. The servant girl is here.

Over eighty years old, his voice is loud and powerful, and his voice is extremely loud.

But as soon as Master Jin opened his mouth, a piece of the overturned charcoal fell into his mouth accurately, and then rolled down his throat.

Swallowing subconsciously, the charcoal went into the stomach.

"Ah~!"

For a moment, Jin Ye's stomach hurt like a knife, and he let out a miserable cry.

"It hurts me to death." He screamed again and again, struggling to fall to the ground from the sound of collapse, constantly tearing his clothes, tearing his clothes, and then tearing his belly.

He forcefully tore out a bloody gash in that potbellied belly, and the blood immediately flowed all over the floor.

Seeing this scene, the wives, concubines and maidservants at the side turned pale with fright, and ran out of the house directly, shouting for help, how could they dare to pay attention to this Lord Jin who was screaming like a ghost.

Jin Ye's adopted sons and grandsons hurried over after hearing the movement here.

When they arrived, they were all stunned by the miserable appearance in front of them.

Jin Ye's clothes are torn at the moment, there is no good meat on his body, and his stomach was dug open by himself, blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor, and he grabbed a bloody thing in his hand, which looked like a stone, but it was not. It was the piece of burning coal that he swallowed in his stomach before.

The charcoal fell into the stomach and was extremely painful, and in the end, Master Jin broke his stomach and grabbed it out. The charcoal was caught, but Master Jin had already died on the ground. Before he died, his face showed incomparable pain. And the ferocious appearance makes people stand on end with horror.

Jin Ye died.

The adopted sons and grandchildren started to compete for the inheritance left by Lord Jin within a few days. For this reason, the slaves were assembled to fight and fight. In the end, dozens of people were killed and injured on both sides. Some adopted sons and grandchildren were beaten on the spot die.

The incident was so big that it alarmed the government.

Seeing that Lord Jin was dead and his power was no longer there, the government also thought about it. Because the adopted sons and grandsons were not the eldest sons, they had no right to inherit the father's business. He took this opportunity to annex Jinye's family property.

In order to cover up their ugly deeds, the government deliberately returned some fields occupied by Lord Jin to some nearby villagers.

More than a month passed, and this golden monk became a lonely grave in the wilderness, and he was no longer the Jin Ye who wanted wind and rain.

Chapter 387 Continuing the Leading Edge

"Too many places in the Book of Life and Death have been changed..."

Riding all the way, Li Xiuyuan looked at the life and death book he got from Lu Pan and couldn't help frowning deeply. Even if he revised it a little, it would not help.

This book of life and death has been in the hands of Lu Pan for so many years. He has changed the fate of many people at will, added and deleted everyone's blessings, and changed the life and death of many people.

The darkness of the world is due to Lu Pan.

Relying on the judge's pen in his hand, he was unscrupulous, and he didn't even need to bear the cause and effect.

It was the City God of Guobei City back then. To revise the book of life and death and increase the lifespan would also need to compromise yin virtue, and he could not change it hastily. Too many changes would only bring disaster to himself, so even if he got the book of life and death, he was very cautious.

"Perhaps this judge's pen shouldn't exist in the world at all. If people's fortune and destiny are changed casually, the idea of ​​co-governance by humans and gods will be out of balance, because gods can control the fate of mortals, but mortals cannot. It's unfair to control the fate of God." Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan looked at the judge's pen in his hand thoughtfully.

For some unknown reason, an urge to destroy the judge's pen emerged in his heart.

In this world, it is enough to have a life and death book to check Fulu, and the fate of mortals should be decided by themselves. God does not need to intervene, but only guides and punishes.

"No, even if it is going to be destroyed, it shouldn't be at this time. I will destroy it when my world is almost gone. Before that, this thing should not be in the hands of anyone. I don't believe anyone can take it. Those who write the judge's pen instead of using power for personal gain." Li Xiuyuan secretly said.

It was decided to keep the judge's pen for a period of time, and then destroy it later after the overall situation is settled.

However, when walking on the streets of Jinling City.

On the way, he saw a Taoist rushing out of the city, as if he had something urgent to do.

"Isn't this Daoist Shan? Where are you going in such a hurry?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

Taoist Shan stopped in his footsteps, gave a salute when he saw Li Xiuyuan, then sighed and said, "Naturally, he is going to find Li Liangjin, the son of Marquis Li. The poor Taoist has practiced in seclusion for the past few days, and he did not expect such a disaster to happen in Jinling City." , Lord Li Hou of the Hou Mansion died, Li Liangjin and Mr. Li were wanted by Fu Tianchou, the servant of the Ministry of War. After all, Pindao is also a diner of the Hou Mansion. Now that the Hou Mansion is in a critical moment, Pindao sees if he can help The place, no matter how bad it is, can't let Li Liangjin fall into a place of eternal doom."

Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan's expression changed slightly immediately, thinking of what might have happened last night.

It seemed that Fu Tianchou was the government soldiers who stopped Li Liangjin, and now Li Liangjin must have a guilty conscience and absconded in fear of crime.

"It turned out to be like this, but it happened when the Taoist priest was not in the Hou's mansion. This just means that this is the doom of the Hou's mansion. I understand that the Taoist priest has to repay this karma, but don't force everything, Taoist priest." Cultivation is not easy, but don't fall into disaster." Li Xiuyuan said.

People who practice Taoism accumulate merits and virtues in the world of mortals, but they will also be contaminated with karma and catastrophe. It is not difficult for a little carelessness to die and disappear.

Shan Dao said humanely: "Your words are very reasonable. Pindao remembers it. It's not too early now. Pindao is going ahead. I will visit you someday if I have a chance."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and watched the single Taoist leave.

This Shan Taoist may be the last blessing of the Hou Mansion. If Li Liangjin can seize this opportunity, he should be able to have a good death, if not...he will definitely die.

He tried to murder himself, even if he failed, murdering a saint in the world has already damaged his merit.Moreover, he was being followed by ghosts and gods behind him, and he was constantly instigated by ghosts and gods to do some wrong things. It would be very difficult to turn back. In the future, when his fortune is exhausted, he will definitely end up in the same fate as Chu Tian.

Back to the mansion.

Li Xiuyuan saw mottled blood stains on the pavement bricks in front of his mansion, as well as traces of sword chopping, and there was a bloody smell in the air.