Prehistoric: Poor people don't want to be gods

Xuanyuan Tomb Stone Cave.

The fire burned for a long time.

Among them, the fox was willing to die after drinking wine, and the fox would not change, and all innocent people died in a hole.

At this time, Bigan and Huang Feihu led their generals out of the south gate and walked thirty-five miles to the tomb. The fireworks were not extinguished.

Huang Feihu ordered his generals to put out the fire and use a scratching hook to pull him out.

After a while, the families will take out some foxes. Among them are burnt fur and rotten flesh, and the smell is terrible.

Bigan came to a conclusion in his mind and was shocked to realize that he was indeed a monster. He said to King Wu Cheng: "Of these many foxes, there are still some that are not burned. I will choose the ones that are not burned. I will peel off the skin and make a robe and offer it to the present day to deceive Daji.

If you make the monsters uneasy in front of you, it will lead to civil strife."

"If this can make the king wake up and banish Daji, it will show our loyalty."

Huang Feihu heard this and felt that it was very reasonable.

So I discussed the details with Bigan.

Great joy.

When everyone returned to their mansions, they drank and drank and dispersed drunk.

However, none of them expected that their behavior, which was so dedicated to the king, would end up not caring about other people's business, only fearing that their schemes would bring disaster to themselves...

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A few days later, Bigan cooked the fox skin and made it into a robe.

However, this is September and the harsh winter has not yet arrived, so we still need to wait for the opportunity.

The fleeting time is like twisting your fingers.

Before I knew it, it was almost midwinter.

This day: dense clouds and a biting wind. Pear blossoms are dancing wildly, and the universe is made of silver. There are auspicious snows, and the songs are all over the place.

I saw Chaoge City:

Silver beads were scattered in the air, and catkins were scattered all over the sky.

Pedestrians waved their sleeves and danced with pear blossoms, and the trees were filled with thousands of silver branches.

The young master is drinking wine around the stove, the fairy is sweeping away the snow and making tea. The late night breeze blows through the window screen, and one does not know whether it is snow or plum blossoms.

The cold air invades people, patches of flowers cover the ground, corrugated mandarin ducks are lightly dusted with powder, and orchids and musk deer are burned in the stove to add cotton.

The clouds are all over the place and the makeup is late, and the jade shadow in the red stove is partial to warm the guests. This snow is like pear blossoms, like poplar flowers, like plum blossoms, like viburnum flowers: like pear blossoms, white, like poplar flowers, thin, like plum blossoms without fragrance, like viburnum flowers, precious.

This snow has sound, color, air, and taste: the sound is like nibbling leaves, the air is like soaking the heart and bones, the color is flawless compared to jade, and the smell can recognize the harvest of the coming year.

The lumps are like rolling balls, the pieces are like jade chips, one piece is like a phoenix ear, two pieces are like goose feathers, three pieces are like three pieces, four pieces are like four pieces, five pieces are like plum blossoms, and six pieces are like six calyxes.

When this snow falls in dense places, you can only see a line of green in the river. This snow has rich, noble, poor, and lowly people: the rich and noble have red stoves to add longevity charcoal, and warm pavilions to drink lamb; the poor and lowly have no rice in the kitchen and no firewood under the stove.

.It is not God’s decree that clearly sent down the murderous knife. The cold and majestic mist is pouring, and the country’s auspiciousness is mixed.

In a moment, it was difficult to distinguish the four fields, and in an instant, thousands of mountains were covered with clouds.

The silver world, the jade universe, and the invisible leaps in the sky form a group of themselves.

The snow fell after the third watch, indicating that it was already a good year.

King Zhou and Daji were having a banquet on the deer platform.

While we were having a banquet and enjoying the snow, an officer in charge began to play: "Bigan is waiting for the order."

King Zhou was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know why Bigan came at this time. However, it was the time when he was in high spirits, so he was not upset and just said: "Xuan Bigan came to power."

So Bi Gan went to see him.

After the ceremony, King Zhou said: "Six flowers are blooming, and the snow is dancing. The emperor's uncle is not drinking wine in the palace to keep out the cold. What's the memorial for coming here in the snow?"

Bi Ganzhuo said: "The Lutai is high and the sky is close to the Han Dynasty. It is a windy and snowy winter. I am worried that your majesty's dragon body will be cold, so I specially offer a robe and coat to your majesty to keep out the cold. I feel a little sad."

Oh? You’re actually here to give me a gift?

King Zhou was so happy that he couldn't help but praise: "The emperor is old, so he should keep his robes and coats for his own use. He is so good and well-behaved now, which is a sign of loyalty and love!"

Then he ordered to fetch it.

Bigan came down from the stage, held up the red plate, with a bright red face and fur-colored lining. He shook it out with his own hands and put it on with King Zhou.

King Zhou was very happy and said: "I am a lonely king and rich all over the world, but I really need this robe to protect me from the cold. The achievements of my uncle are unparalleled in the world!" Then he passed the decree: "Give me wine and enjoy Lutai together."

At this time, Daji was watching from within the embroidered curtain.

How can you not recognize that the robes and coats are all the skins of his descendants?

Unexpectedly, the knife cut out the lungs and the liver and intestines were burned!

It’s miserable!

He cursed secretly in his heart: "Old thief Bigan! My descendants are enjoying today's banquet, what does it have to do with you?"

"If you have any tricks, just come to me, why bother involving this junior? You bully me like this and confuse my heart. If I don't tear out your heart like an old thief, you won't be considered a queen in the palace!"

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Thinking about this, I burst into tears again.

At this time, King Zhou entered the palace wearing a robe, and Daji caught him.

King Zhou showed Daji: "It's cold in Lutai, and Bigan is wearing a robe, so he calls me "Huai"."

The hatred in Daji's heart was really hard to get rid of, and she couldn't bear it when she saw things hurt her, so she said in a memorial: "I have foolish words, I don't know if your majesty can tolerate them?"

King Zhou smiled and said: "The royal wife has something to say, how can I not tolerate it?"

Daji then said: "Your Majesty has the body of a dragon, how can he wear this fox fur? It is inappropriate and extremely disrespectful."

As soon as these words came out.

King Zhou also felt very much so.

At that moment, my great love for this robe disappeared.

He nodded and said, "That's what the royal wife said."

Then he took off the general and came down to the storehouse.

At the same time, Daji thought to herself: "In the past, I wanted to build a deer platform to avenge Pipa's sister, but I didn't know that it would cause this trouble and wipe out all her descendants..."

The hatred of genocide is really hard to eliminate.

He was filled with hatred in his heart and wanted to harm Bi Gan.

However, as a minister of the imperial court, Bigan's current situation may be unknown if he uses magic to assassinate him.

Therefore, it was necessary to use a strategy to make it die normally, but for a while there was nothing to do, and the hatred in his heart deepened.

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Shen Gongbao saw all these things.

But he still didn't take any action, it could even be said to be acquiescence.

As long as Bigan and other loyal ministers do not die, the Yin Shang Dynasty will never be exhausted.

If I want to make a name for my senior brother Ziya, I can't make the Yin Shang's energy so inexhaustible, but I can't let it die too quickly, at least not now.

Otherwise, if the Yin Shang Dynasty was too weak, how could it highlight the power of Senior Brother Ziya?

The two sides must be evenly matched, and there will be back and forth, even Xiqi was suppressed for a time, but in the end it was Jiang who turned defeat into victory, and finally won the victory and captured the world. Only then can Senior Brother Ziya be shown how powerful he is!

Besides, compared to such mortals, whose lifespan is no more than a hundred years and whose body is weak, they are nothing more than ants, so what should they care about?

Moreover, I am now in charge of the Conferred Gods List, and was granted partial authority over the Conferred Gods List by Senior Brother Ziya. I can see the person who is destined to the Conferred Gods List.

Bigan and Huang Feihu... are both closely related to the list of gods!

If there is a destined person on this list of gods who enters the world during the Great Tribulation, there will be a famous person on the list of gods. After his or her death, he will be granted the title of immortal.

Therefore, in Shen Gongbao's view, these mortals might be better off dead than alive, and they are not monks who will be listed on the list after death and will find it difficult to improve their cultivation level.

Mortals are listed on the list after death and specialize in cultivating the divine way. Although the speed of practice will be slower, they can still be improved again, and after becoming a god, their life span will be the same as that of heaven.

As long as the list of gods remains, there will be no talk of death.

Compared to being a mortal, isn't it beautiful?

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Shortly thereafter.

Daji, who was bent on revenge, suddenly had a plan in mind.

When accompanying a banquet in Lutai, his face changed into a charming one, and his appearance was much different from the usual charming one.

It's like peonies blooming for the first time, peonies catching the wind, pear blossoms catching the rain, begonias soaking up the sun, and extremely beautiful.

While King Zhou was drinking, he watched for a long time.

Seeing that Daji's appearance is very different, I can't help but look forward to it.

Daji hid her face and said, "Why do you, Your Majesty, take care of the remnants of my humble concubine's makeup?" King Zhou smiled and said nothing.

Daji refused and forced him to speak.

King Zhou had no choice but to say: "I look at the appearance of my wife, she is really like a delicate flower and jade, which makes people play with her and can't bear to let go."

Daji became convinced and said: "I don't have any appearance, but I am favored by the Holy Grace, so I look like this."

He also said: "I have an acquaintance with a foster sister named Hu, whose name is Ximei. She is now a monk in Zixiao Palace. The color of my concubine is beyond compare."

King Zhou loved wine and sex.

Hearing that Daji had such a beautiful appearance, he felt happy in his heart. He also wanted to get her, so he smiled and asked, "Since my beloved concubine has a younger sister, is it possible for everyone to see her?"

Daji was about to ask him to see her, but she knew very well that haste makes waste, even good things would be worthless if they were too easy to obtain.

So why do you think: "Ximei is a daughter who became a monk at a young age, studied Taoism with a teacher, and went to practice in Zixiao Palace, a famous mountain in Dongfu. How can she achieve this in a moment?"

King Zhou chased after him and said, "I entrust you with your blessing and support. No matter how hard you endure it, I will live up to your wishes once I see you."

Daji then said: "When Ximei and my concubine were in Jizhou, they were handkerchief acquaintances in the same room... Later, Ximei became a monk and said goodbye to me. I shed tears and said, 'Farewell my sister now, we will never see each other again!'

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"Ximei said to my concubine: 'After becoming a disciple, if you master the art of the Five Elements, I will send you a letter of incense. If my sister wants to meet, burn this letter of incense and I will be there immediately.'"

"Later, I went there for a year, and indeed I sent a piece of incense as a message. However, before February, I was blessed by the Holy Spirit to take the court song and serve His Majesty, and then forgot about it."

"Just like your Majesty didn't say anything, I don't dare to tell you."

King Zhou was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "My beloved, why don't you quickly get the letter and burn it with incense?"

Daji smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are too impatient."

"Ximei is an immortal family, extraordinary. Tomorrow, under the moonlight, tea and fruits will be arranged, and I will take a bath and burn incense to welcome you."

After hearing this, King Zhou nodded and said: "What my concubine said is very true and cannot be blasphemed." Then he pushed Daji down and said, "Then my concubine, please rest in peace today."

Daji smiled charmingly.

Then the two of them slept peacefully.

After a while, a scent of musk filled the entire palace.

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At the third watch of the night,

Daji's soul left her body again and went straight to Xuanyuan's tomb.

I saw the nine-headed pheasant spirit standing in the tomb. When I saw Daji, I cried out: "Sister! Because of your drinking, your descendants have been ruined and their skins have been peeled off. Do you know?"

When Daji heard this, she was also deeply saddened.

She cried: "Sister! My descendants are like this, why don't I feel heartbroken?"

"Now I am here, because my descendants have suffered such injustice and have nowhere to report it. I am thinking of a plan. I must do this to take the heart of the old thief and fulfill my wish."

"Today, with the support of my sister, we are protecting each other. I think you are lonely guarding this nest alone. Why not take this opportunity to enjoy the blood and food of the palace, day and night as usual, why not be beautiful?"

At this moment.

Daji can be said to have completely gone dark.

The tragic death of her descendants made her completely blinded by anger.

He no longer cares about cause and effect, and has even forgotten the speculations and palpitations he had when he woke up.

Although the nine-headed pheasant spirit was the one who was most dedicated to cultivating Taoism among the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, he was too angry to care about it at this time. He thanked Daji deeply and said: "Since I have been promoted by my sister, I dare not live up to my fate, but it is too late today."

, please sister, please go back first, I will come tomorrow."

Daji's calculations were settled, and she still returned to the palace invisibly, entered her body, and slept with King Zhou.

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The next day.

King Zhou got up early, waiting for the joy to come tonight.

I even wish I could drive the Golden Crow down the Western Mountains to bring out the Jade Rabbit from the East...

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