Talk about the world of mortals in detail

"Oh oh oh~~~~"

Shao Zhen also woke up from his sleep amidst the crow of roosters. He found that he had slept on the table all night.

On such a cold day, I didn't feel too cold after sleeping like this all night. On the contrary, I felt chilly when I woke up now.

Shao Zhen rubbed his arms and looked at the table. The picture of a hundred ghosts was on the table, and the ghost head he was anxiously looking for last night was also on the picture.

It's a good thing that I didn't drool when I slept last night, otherwise the picture of the Hundred Ghosts would have been soaked.

It was still dawn, and Shao Zhen was no longer sleepy. He added an extra piece of clothing, then opened the door and went out.

In the backyard of the temple, the diligent Zhou family couple had already gotten up, and the Zhou family men were cleaning the inside and outside of the temple. The Lantern Festival last night inevitably left some debris and debris from fireworks and firecrackers.

Other than that, everyone else hasn't woken up yet, at least they haven't gone out yet.

Shao Zhen looked towards the direction of the Demon-Suppressing Hall. The gate there was already open, and there were even early pilgrims offering incense. The statue of the Holy Lord was standing in the hall, as if looking down at the outside of the hall and the Datong River, and at this moment. Shao Zhen.

Was everything last night a dream?

Shao Zhen walked to the steps by the river, rolled up his sleeves, took the cold river water and rubbed his face for a while.

"Hi, ha"

It doesn't matter whether it's a dream or not, what's important is that the feeling is still there.

Shao Zhen immediately returned to the room, arranged the desk and put out the study utensils, counted the remaining paints, and then started painting.

If it was just a dream, then Shao Zhen must draw the Great God Yunlai in the dream while his memory of the dream is still very clear. Otherwise, based on past experience, he will forget it after a while.

If it's not just a dream, then it should be drawn. After all, I have already promised the man of God!

After everything was ready, Shao Zhen started drawing on the table in the room.

In a room on the other side, Yi Shuyuan was still sleeping on his side, while Hui Mian woke up all of a sudden. He could obviously feel something.

"Sir, he started to draw my portrait!"

Although Yi Shuyuan had his eyes closed, he was obviously awake, or he could communicate with Hui Mian even if he was not awake, he said in a leisurely voice.

"If you become successful, that is your Dharma. If you are not successful, then it is just your imagination!"

"I can definitely do it! I am the first great god under the True King!"

Hui Mian waved his paws and said seriously, which could be considered as a way to cheer himself up.

"Yes, yes, our great master Yunlai will definitely be able to do it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!"

"Sir, can those hundred ghosts be accepted as divine generals of our lineage?"

Yi Shuyuan lay on the bed with his hand as a pillow and gently patted his thigh with his right hand.

"It depends on what Master Yunlai wants."

Hui Mian jumped onto the pillow behind Yi Shuyuan and patted his shoulder with his paw.

"Hey, sir, we can't be mere commanders, right? Also, that pen last night was so easy to use."

Upon hearing this, the folding fan in Yi Shuyuan's sleeve flew out and poked his head out.

"Alas, I know you were the one who changed yesterday. I was discussing this with my husband. The judges under the Yins City God still hold pens. In my lineage of the Demon-Suppressing Saint, someone also has to hold a pen to assess merit. I can do anything!"

Shi Sheng and Qi Zhongbin both got babies. Hui Mian said it would be impossible without jealousy, but he believed that his husband would definitely take care of it.

"Hey!"

Yi Shuyuan also laughed. Hui Mian was a very smart guy, so he must have thought of it.

With an idea in mind, Shao Zhen spent most of the morning drawing the Great God Yunlai. Although he was a god, his clothes were fluttering and his posture was like that of an immortal. He even managed to convey the feeling of being both an immortal and a divine being displayed by Hui Mian. come out.

After finishing his eyes, Yi Shuyuan, who had stayed in bed all morning, sat up immediately, while Hui Mian had already gone out and secretly hid on the beam in Shao Zhen's house, looking down.

With the finishing touch, the entire painting seemed to come alive, and the divine light on the forehead flashed slightly.

Shao Zhen stood in front of the desk with a paintbrush in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He had drawn it before he forgot.

Coming out of his selfless mood, Shao Zhen heard the noise outside again at this moment. He opened the door again. Not only had the sun risen outside, but there were also more pilgrims. After all, it was almost noon.

But now Shao Zhen frowned and looked back at the scroll in the room, not knowing what to do with it.

After thinking about it, Shao Zhen decided to take the painting to the temple to wish Chen Han.

——

Beside the side corridor in the front yard of Zhenjun Temple, Chen Han's broom and dustpan for cleaning were placed aside. At this time, he just unfolded the scroll that Shao Zhen brought and stared at it.

The gods and figures on the scroll are so lifelike, as if they are only temporarily standing in the painting and may come out at any time.

"Your Majesty, Lord Yunlai?"

"Exactly, in my dream last night, the Great God Yunlai took Mr. Yi and I to see ghosts in a painting. He also took all the ghosts to visit Dengzhou Lantern Festival and see people rejoicing. When he returned, the God wanted me to paint a picture for him, so I didn’t dare to stop when I woke up today because this painting was completed in one go!”

Chen Han's heart moved.

"Mr. Yi? I'll ask him!"

"Yes, I'm going to ask him if last night was a dream or not!"

Only then did Shao Zhen realize that he wanted to find Yi Shuyuan. When he woke up before, he only thought about painting.

When the two found Yi Shuyuan, he seemed to have just woken up and was in the kitchen, eating the remaining porridge from the morning with just some pickles.

Upon hearing Chen Han and Shao Zhen's intention, Yi Shuyuan looked surprised and said suddenly after swallowing the food in his mouth.

"So it really wasn't a dream?"

Seeing Yi Shuyuan's reaction, Shao Zhen obviously resonated with him and said equally excitedly.

"So you remember it, sir? So it's really not a dream? Then all the ghosts in the painting really exist!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded with emotion.

"I guess so. Congratulations to Mr. Shao for getting such a big boy and girl out of thin air!"

"Well, Mr. Yi, don't joke about this porridge, there is so much more."

"Yes, there is. Not only is there plenty, the stove is still warm, and the porridge is not cold. Mr. Shao, please hurry up and eat some! Let's talk about what happened last night while eating!"

"Hey! I was just about to ask, sir, why the blue-robed ghosts and the others can't see you!"

"Talk while you eat!"

Shao Zhen was getting excited now, and quickly took a bowl to serve the porridge. Then he sat on the same bench and talked to Yi Shuyuan about last night. Although the two experienced some things together last night, they couldn't talk at this moment. It tastes different, and even my appetite is better than before.

Chen Han seemed to be an outsider, standing blankly at the door of the kitchen holding an unframed scroll, watching a storyteller and a painter talking excitedly, completely forgetting about her.

If this were a video scene of Yi Shuyuan surfing the Internet in his previous life, the caption would be something like "The Ultimate Straight Man Scene".

Chen Han suddenly smiled and slowly exited the kitchen. He didn't expect that Immortal Yi Daozi also had such a side. Is this a joke with mortals, or is this an immortal playing in the human world?

It is not convenient to disturb the two people in the kitchen now.

"What should I do with the statue of Yunlai?"

Chen Han was murmuring when Hui Mian's voice suddenly sounded at her feet.

"Of course I have to offer it up. This Great God Yunlai is the first one under the True Monarch Xian Sheng!"

Chen Han looked surprised.

"Senior Hui, do you know?"

Hui Mian jumped up and jumped directly onto Chen Han's shoulder.

"Nonsense, how could I not know? Actually, well, it still has to be offered up anyway. It's best to have a decent body shaping ceremony. After all, the Zhenjun Temple is still a bit empty. I just don't know if it costs money to have a body shaping ceremony."

Hui Mian unconsciously put himself into his own perspective, thinking that it would cost money to get in shape.

"Senior, you are worrying too much. In Dengzhou, there are many wealthy businessmen who are willing to contribute to the Zhenjun Temple. Even ordinary people are willing to donate some incense money to erect a statue in the Zhenjun Temple."

"Oh, yes, I, the authority, am confused!"

Chen Han held the painting and walked to the side hall in the distance, curiously asking Hui Mian on his shoulder.

"Senior Hui, have you met the Great God Yunlai? Are you familiar with him? Is it easy to get along with him?"

"I've seen it before, and I'm very familiar with it. Don't be too familiar with it. It's like the relationship between sir and Zhenjun. As long as it's something I agree to, he will definitely not object!"

Hui Mian couldn't help but smile a little when he spoke. It could finally experience some of Mr.'s fun. Under such circumstances, it's no wonder that Mr. sometimes has some strange and bad tastes.

Chen Han didn't know the reason, but secretly sighed that Senior Hui was really powerful. Thinking of his younger brother who was still in the river and his younger sister who was still recovering from his injuries in the mountains, he couldn't help but have thoughts in his heart.

From Yi Xianzun's side, Chen Han didn't have the guts to beg, but from Senior Hui's side, he might be able to beg shamelessly. Anyway, he would risk his life for his younger brothers and sisters!

Well, first of all, we have to handle the affairs of Lord Yunlai well, so that we can make some contribution before God! ——

A new god appeared in the side hall of Zhenjun Temple. Many pilgrims who discovered it spread word of the news by word of mouth after they returned home. People in Dengzhou City and nearby villages came to worship.

In particular, the golden pen in the hand of the god always arouses people's imagination. Zhenjun Temple did not say anything about it, but it spread among the believers first. They all said that the pen in his hand must be like a judge, recording merits and demerits, and observing people's life. Determining people's good fortune and good marriage.

Some wealthy households have even expressed their intention to donate money to erect statues for the gods, so that the gods will take more care of them.

So since a statue is to be erected, it means that the god and man are not in shape at this moment. What are the believers worshiping?

In the side hall of the Zhenjun Temple outside Dengzhou City, there is now a painting hanging. It is a god standing with a pen. His long hair is loose and flowing in blue clothes, without losing the majesty of the god.

There is no name of the artist in the normal signature position of the scroll, and there is no seal, but there are four characters added by Yi Shuyuan, which is exactly - the first Yunlai!

The emergence of the new god brought another wave of incense to the Zhenjun Temple.

It was also at this moment that in the Huntian Palace in the heaven, golden light appeared on a jade, and several gods guarding the place gathered around.

"What's going on?" "Did another god reveal himself?"

"It seems so!"

If a god ascends to the lower world or is enshrined in the heaven, it will not appear on the Golden Palace and Jade Mirror, so he must be an unknowing god in the heaven. Generally, he is a spirit from the mountains and rivers who has become a god, and he must have reached a certain level of Taoism.

Sure enough, under the gaze of the gods, only four golden words appeared on the golden jade mirror: Kirigaku Yunlai!

At this glance, it feels like some kind of divine being appears from Nagawa Osawa!