All Heavens TV: Beginning Guidance on Monkey King's Apprenticeship

on the street.

A man who looked a little dazed was struggling to walk with a large bundle of sacks, and he didn't dare to look up when he saw people, and he didn't dare to make eye contact with them, and he was sweating profusely.

"Go away, here is my place!"

"Aren't you a fool from the south of the city? Why did you come here today if you didn't go to study? What are you going to sell?"

"Reading? He has a brain that can listen to it. Who doesn't know that he has read books for seven or eight years, and he can't even memorize the simplest poem by the second poet Zhang Yao?"

"It stinks, get the hell out of here!"

Seeing this flustered and stupid young man, some people who knew Yang He laughed.

Powerful characters may not be known to everyone, but those who live a life worse than their own, who are stupid and stupid and make a lot of jokes are 'famous' throughout the city.

This Yang He was dull since he was a child. He was brought up by an old scholar who had no children and no daughters.

But it's a pity that this fool is born dull.

He could walk at the age of four, learned how to speak at the age of six, played hide-and-seek at the age of eight, hid in the latrine and fell into the cesspit, at the age of ten he went to the mountain to collect medicine and broke his leg, at the age of 12 he was sent to the academy by an old scholar , so angry that some teachers went on strike and refused to teach, and the old scholar came forward and let Yang He continue to read because of embarrassment and loss of money.

It's a pity that nothing was achieved from the age of 12 to the age of 20, and there were too many jokes and oolongs during the period, so the old scholar had to give up the idea of ​​letting him study and find a marriage for his godson.

Speaking of this marriage is also taboo for ordinary people.

The marriage was to find a girl from a poor family in the north of the city, and Yexiang was the one who did it all.

It's not easy to make a living these days. The whole family of this poor family is doing the work of evening primrose, and there is a lingering smell on their body, which makes others avoid it. They listened to the matchmaker because their daughter was too old to get married. Then he chose this fool as his son-in-law.

Both of them dislike each other, but fortunately, the daughter-in-law works hard and works hard to subsidize the family.

Although the son-in-law was a little stupid, he was filial and loyal, and he didn't have a heart, and he gradually got over it.

But Yang He was dull and stupid since he was a child, and was used as a gunman or an object of ridicule.

Seeing that Yang He found a woman who was full of night fragrance as his wife, there were many rumors and rumors in the street immediately, saying something like 'eating dung when young, marrying dung when you grow up', which made the old scholar faint from anger and fell ill It has not recovered for a long time.

If it wasn't for his daughter-in-law's hard work, the old scholar could still receive so much money from the government every month, and I'm afraid the family would collapse.

Right now, people come and go during the blessing festival in the Town God's Temple, and it's almost the Dragon Boat Festival. This fool saw neighbors picking some zongzi leaves and mugwort leaves to sell, so he was called to sell things himself.

Hearing the sarcasm and cold sarcasm in his ears, Yang He lowered his head and dared not speak, with fear and hesitation on his face, he did not curse back.

After walking a long way, away from the noisy street, he put the sack he was holding in his arms on the ground, and opened his mouth slowly to sell it.

"Sell things, mugwort, mugwort leaves, zong leaves, five, multicolored rope, a bundle of five cents..."

With a stammering voice, it seemed that he didn't dare to look up when he saw people.

It's a pity that there are food and gadgets around, and you can get these things by picking them outside the city. Those who have money don't want to buy them, and those who don't have money don't want to buy them either.

In addition, Yang He thought the weather was hot, so he found a place to set up a stall under the shade of a tree. It was about a hundred meters away from the street of Chenghuang Temple. No one wanted to go outside the street to look at things in such hot weather, which made him spend a whole morning. I couldn't sell anything, and my stomach was growling with hunger.

Yang He squatted on the ground with his legs in his arms and waited. When the sun came out, everyone else put up umbrellas or avoided him, but he stayed where he was, foolishly.

The end of the street in the distance.

Wang Po, who sells some zong leaves, lotus bags, aromatherapy, etc., saw that the fool's stall was about to go to the mountains, she rolled her eyes, asked the people next to her to look after the stall, and ran over with a smile.

"Hey, isn't this little brother Yang? Why don't you study at home today and come out here to bask in the sun? I really wronged you little brother!"

Wang Po covered her nose with a handkerchief and approached, secretly cursing the idiot for the smell of feces.

At the same time, he looked at the pile of wormwood leaves on the ground, his eyes glowed.

I didn't expect the idiot to pick the leaves in such a good condition, and the multicolored rope is more delicate than the one she wove, that is, the position is too far, otherwise it would have sold a lot, right?

"I, my father is sick and has no money. I want to sell something." Yang He timidly said, not daring to look at people.

"Selling things? How much did you sell this morning?"

"No, I didn't sell it. It's too remote here. People won't come in when they come to your side."

Yang He said honestly that his position relative to Wang Po's is indeed too far away.

"Can't you sell it?"

Wang Po flipped through the goods, pretending to be careless and said: "These leaves are all wrinkled, they are not worth much, and these ropes are so ugly, what's the point? Why don't you go home and read and write."

"I think you are pitiful. I will give you [-] Wen. You can buy some incense and pay homage to the old men in the Temple of the City God. Let them make you smarter."

That's what she said, but Wang Po was secretly happy in her heart.

These dozens of multicolored ropes are so exquisitely woven that they can be sold for at least fifteen yuan each.

If you can win it, even if you sell it cheaper, you can still make a fortune!

But who knew that Yang He's face darkened and he fell silent, which made Wang Po feel uneasy.

Just when Wang Po wanted to raise the price, Yang He pretended to be old-fashioned, with some cunning in his eyes: "It's so low, do you think I'm a fool? If you don't give me eighty coins, I won't sell it!"

Looking at Yang He who took the money and jumped away, Wang Po breathed a sigh of relief, scolded 'fool', picked up the things on the ground and went back to her stall.

As for Yang He, he happily grabbed the [-] Wen coins in his hand and ran to the Town God's Temple...

Chapter 298 Choose a fool, the appointment of the judge

City God Temple.

Green smoke curls up, grand and solemn.

There are many ferocious and ferocious ghosts and gods carved on the stone walls. Large bronze incense burners are placed in the square and courtyards, and clay sculptures of Hades judges are also placed in the temples. Even at noon, many people offer incense and pray.

at this time.

The temple in the Town God's Temple receives rich businessmen and dignitaries who want to donate incense money.

In some courtyards, steamed buns, white porridge, pickles, etc. are placed for tourists and common people to eat vegetarian meals, and the waiters in the temple are also praying for the blessings and disasters of some common people.

A figure with a silly face walked in cautiously, looking at the many solemn and hideous portraits of Yin God in the temple with shocking eyes, closed his eyes in fear and shouted something 'Amitabha', quickly walked across the courtyard, and came to the temple in one breath.

Right now, this temple enshrines the Ten Great Yin Commanders and the Fourteen Yin Gods, and the incense tables are full of tributes and incense candles. One can imagine how prosperous the incense is.

At the back of the left side of the temple, a red-haired and burly judge wearing a bright red robe, holding a pen in one hand and a book in the other, glared at the downside.

This judge is none other than Lu Weiwu, the chief arrester of Jiangzhou who is so powerful in several places in the south of the Yangtze River!

This chief arrester was mighty and righteous during his lifetime, and he has captured countless thieves and criminals in his life, benefiting countless people. After his death, the gods of the underworld will appear and enter the underworld as a judge. Naturally, he is sought after and worshiped by the people here.

Even if there are fourteen divisions in the underworld, and each division does its best, it is very difficult to get people to worship in the temple.

Most of them are just members of the murals outside. How can they enter the temple like Lu Weiwu and create clay sculptures?

Seeing this vicious judge, Yang He trembled a little, picked up the incense and lit it, then knelt down on the ground without a futon and kowtowed: "Master Yang is kind, the villain Yang He is also from Jiangzhou City, listen People say that if you kneel down and worship Lord Yin God, you will get your wish fulfilled, and today the villain specially came to offer incense and pray."

"I beg Master Yang to be merciful, and let my father get well soon."

"The villain is willing to be a fool for the rest of his life in exchange for the safety of his father and mother. Of course...if possible, the villain also hopes that he can become smarter and avoid being bullied by others..."

Suddenly, Yang He kowtowed heavily on the ground.

In the underworld.

Lu Weiwu dealt with the file absent-mindedly, and couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

I originally persuaded Mizusawa-kun to bet with him, but after searching for so long, I couldn't find a suitable candidate. How can I not feel bored?

Suddenly, Lu Weiwu showed curiosity on his face, and began to call out to Mr. Mizuze, who was working hard beside him: "Old Shui, I really want to find a suitable candidate!"

"Suitable candidates?"

Mizuze-kun just put down his pen to look, and saw Lu Juan pointing to the void, and there appeared a dull man in Jiangzhou Town God's Temple who was whispering and kneeling to the judge, and asked curiously: "Are you going to choose him?"

"Yes."

Lu Weiwu got up and went to the bookcase at the back to look for something, and after a while he took out a book and read aloud: "Yang He, Yang Yuan is from Jiangzhou City, he is born dull, but his heart is not very bad, take a look.",

Mizusawa-kun quickly took the book he threw, and after reading it for a while, he frowned and said, "Although this person is dull, he doesn't seem to be very decent?"

Yang He, a native of Jiangzhou City, has been dull since childhood.

When I was young, I was ridiculed by my peers because I was late, slow, and stupid. After being bullied, I dared not resist, but went home and scalded the ant nest under the corner of the wall with boiling water.

When I was eight years old, I fell into the cesspit, and I accidentally fell into it because I wanted to take revenge on those who made fun of me.

When I was nine years old, I saw my father was sleepy and fell asleep, so I went to add more lamp oil. As a result, most of the translations of ancient official books that my father, Lao Yang Xiucai, had copied for several months were burned.

When I was ten years old, I went to the mountains to collect herbs to exchange money, but accidentally broke my leg because I wanted to pick herbs on the slope.

12 years old reading...

All kinds of deeds show that although this person is dull and stupid, he also has a bit of careful thinking. Just like when he worshiped Lu Juan, he clearly said that he only made one wish, but he kept talking about hundreds of wishes .

"Damn, who in this world doesn't love petty gains?"

Lu Weiwu became interested, and he said, "Isn't such a person suitable for us to bet on?"

"he?"

"Yeah, you see, this person is a bit greedy, but he is still filial in his heart. He does these things to subsidize his family and help his father. It's just because he is born dull that good things turn into bad things. In fact, his nature is not bad,"

Lu Weiwu stroked his breath and said with a smile: "Such a person is not suitable for us to test this dull person. Will he do bad things or do good things if he changes his mind?"

"This……"

Hearing this, Mizusawa-kun obviously hesitated.

There is an express regulation in the underworld government that the Yin gods of the underworld should not interfere with the affairs of the yang except for their own duties, otherwise they will be dealt with harshly. Once!

Lu Weiwu saw his hesitation, laughed loudly and said, "Damn, what's there to be afraid of?"

"It is true that the Yin Division cannot interfere with the rise and fall of dynasties in the world, and cannot forcibly control government officials from all over the world, but are there still few people who seek personal gain for themselves over the years?"

"Could it be that most Yin gods have clean hands? The world is turbid, and we are in a chaotic world, who can guarantee how we are?"

"But now, we are just testing an experiment. If Yang He has a heart of wisdom, will he do good deeds or do evil in the future?"

"From now on, if Yang He's evil is born from the side of the gall, and he bullies the good and misbehaves, then take back his wisdom. If we accumulate virtue and do good, build bridges and pave roads, wouldn't we have done a meritorious deed? Don't you want to see this filial piety, Mr. Shui Ze? But some fools who are greedy for small things and cheap things have become smart, how will life change in the future?"

Hearing the voice from beside his ear, Mizusawa-kun sighed heavily and agreed, but said again: "But I have a condition."

"Ham, just say it, you and I are fighting for our colleagues, what else can't we say?"

"We have to test this kid. This kid has passed the test of talent, otherwise we have to give up on this matter!"

"It's all up to you!"

Lu Weiwu patted Mizuze-kun on the shoulder with a smile: "We'll be down later, you and I will have a drink together!"

"Don't be afraid, you know this and I know it, and no one else will know about it. Right now, the arrest department has lost its majesty in catching demons, and the king of hell in the ten temples is furious. The four departments and fourteen departments are too busy to take care of themselves. How can there be time to pay attention to it?" What about us?"

"With us watching in person, what big problems can mortals have?"

"Could it be possible that he can turn the world upside down?"

Chapter 299 I can find it again if I lose my money. After you die, you won’t be able to drink sour plum soup

in the temple.

Yang He knelt down devoutly, chanting words.

I don't know what he thought of, the more he talked, the happier he was, and Cai Se's face flushed a little more, and the whispering speed became faster and faster.

Suddenly, Yang He's body trembled.

There was a sudden gust of wind just now, and his scalp was numb from the cold.

I looked around, but there was nothing.

The sun outside the temple was fierce, and the voices of the common people discussing and eating vegetarian food came from time to time, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

But the moment he looked up at the clay sculpture in front of him, his hair stood on end.

Because the judge was actually smiling at him, with an incomparably ferocious smile.

After being stupid for six or seven seconds, he screamed and fled outside in fright, causing some common people to come and call him 'fools'.

Yang He panicked and ran all the way outside the Town God's Temple. Even the bustling streets with people coming and going and the hot sun couldn't give him a sense of security, so he ran desperately towards Jiangzhou City.

After running for an unknown number of miles, when he saw the gate of Jiangzhou City in the distance, he stopped to pant and sweat profusely.

In the ear, there was still the sound of the old man yelling. When he looked up, he found an old man fell on the ground and yelled. It seemed that because of the remote location, no one helped him up.

Seeing the old man's uncomfortable appearance, Yang He hurried over to help him up: "Old man, are you alright?"