len and puffy like a waterlogged corpse, was riddled with gaping holes, oozing black pus.From last time's tongue to this time's palm, this corpse demon's body size is like a small mountain.Such a clas...Jiang Qiyun frowned slightly: "He expands his power, naturally someone will oppose him. The next session of the human world Taimiao society... it's impossible to employ a special advisor with such deeply rooted power. We can start from this point."

This was the first time he spoke such profound words to me.

I still thought that immortals didn't care about worldly affairs and just went with the flow.

The next generation of the Taimiao (Imperial Ancestral Temple) will belong to the Lin family That would mean…

One emperor, one prime minister. Although there is no emperor now, everyone understands this principle.

There is both continuity and collision between the new forces and the old forces.

Ke Lin's mother seems to really like Si Tu Lin and is even trying to match him up with Ke Lin Qin. What can be done about this

...

The twenty-four sided Kong Ming lock was hidden in a secret wall of the Hou family's home.

Jiang Qiyun rapidly disassembled the item in his hands. He had already taken apart one before, and this time, he was incredibly quick – it seemed like the minds of the Immortal Gods must be exceptionally brilliant with high comprehension. The first one he disassembled was slow and deliberate, but now, with the second one, his eyes didn't even blink.

The small wooden box inside was quickly taken out. When it was opened, the name seal lay safely inside!

At that moment, my eyes welled up. It was wonderful, he didn't have to apologize anymore.

Jiang Qiyun picked up the name seal and examined it carefully. There were some bloodstains and knife marks on it, left by the evil energy that wounded me in the Wánguǐ Nest.

He handed me the talisman: "Try summoning it. Recite the incantation properly this time. You never really recite my incantation seriously."

In the divine records of the underworld, I know by heart all the names like Jiushou (Savior of the Suffering), Fengdu, Mingwang (King of Hell), Dongyue (Eastern Mountain Lord), Cheng Huang (City God), Fude (God of Prosperity), Zao Jun (Kitchen God), Mén Shén (Gate Gods), Yue Lao (Matchmaker)...

But every time I chant the Fengdu Bao, my mind is not pure.

There's no way around it, the moment I speak, my mind goes to him, he just won't leave. How can I possibly be "clear" and focused

With utmost sincerity, I bow in allegiance. I reside in the Northern Capital and serve in the shadowy realm of Youdu. I judge life and death, rewarding the good and punishing the evil without missing a single instance; I assess merits and demerits, punishing villains and commending virtuous individuals impartially. I guard the dark mountains and rivers of the north, observing the bright world within. My profound virtue brings joy to both ghosts and gods who seek refuge in me; my majestic power benefits all people. I govern life and death, fate and fortune. Ten Palaces wholeheartedly adore me, and six Caves bow respectfully. Possessing immense compassion and aspirations, I am a great saint of unparalleled kindness. In the Northern Underworld's Fengdu, I am the Xuanqing Emperor, the Heavenly Venerable who absolves sins from Nine Hells.

Look, I remember it all! Not a single character missed!

I glared at Jiang Qiyun, Look, look, how good his back is! Even ancient Chinese from the college entrance exam isn't this smooth!

Jiang Qiyun raised a sly smile, leaning close to my ear and whispering in a low voice: "...Too many distractions, still feeling quite smug"

I am a little embarrassed, my brother and Dabao are holding back their laughter and can't bear to tease me any more.

With two chuckles, the two little ghost attendants assigned to me by Jiang Qiyun excitedly appeared beside me.

"Little Empress! That's great, I can go ghost hunting with you again!" The cute little ghost messenger was extremely excited, and the silly little ghost messenger was also smiling foolishly.

"Big brother, do you need a ride I promise to pay close attention to the road signs this time and not just follow my feelings!" The little demon attendant looked at my older brother with hopeful eyes.

My brother twitched his lip, this guy still remembers his own car!

"...Get out!"

This is a test.

Jiang Qiyun didn't immediately give me the name seal. He said he was going to take it to Taichi Divine Lord for repair and then hand it over to me when it was done.

Ming Zhang returned smoothly, and I let out a huge sigh of relief. Jiang Qiyun didn't need to plead guilty, which also meant he wouldn't have to leave me for a while.

The saying that one day in the heavens equals one year on Earth is not without basis.

The wisdom of ancient people surpasses modern imagination. In times of material scarcity, their brain cells were developed to the extreme.

Ancestors looked up at the stars and down at the earth, they established the most accurate scientific calendar. According to modern astronomy, the time it takes for the Earth to orbit the Sun is one year.

However, the time it takes for different planets to orbit the sun is not the same. For example, it takes Mercury more than two Earth days to orbit the sun once.

Ancestors established the belief in venerating deities by saying "there is heaven beyond heaven." The higher and farther away the "heaven," the longer a year there would be compared to ours. Therefore, "one day in heaven equals one year on earth" is an imaginative extrapolation of ancient wisdom.

In different " realms," the concept of time is naturally different. If Jiang Qiyun were to apologize and beg for forgiveness for ten or eight years, what would be done about that!

So being able to find Ming Zhang back, it's practically solved my biggest worry! I suddenly feel like having a child isn't so scary after all!

Feeling great, just relaxing in my own little shop, watching TV and sipping on mung bean soup. It's pure bliss.

The old woman said that giving birth in summer is easy to be hot and bothered, and drinking some mung bean soup can remove the toxins from pregnancy.

What is called fetal toxin refers to internal heat and damp-heat, which can make the baby more susceptible to eczema in the future. Drinking mung bean soup to clear heat and detoxify is very beneficial.

“Just staying at home waiting to give birth like a parasite, huh” Lin Yanqin, who came to visit, asked with a hint of amusement. “Aren’t you willing to go out for a walk”

My brother and dad were sitting behind the counter mixing pesticide. My brother heard Lin Yanqin's words and replied without raising his head, "My little sister got haunted as soon as she left the house. Don't encourage her to go out and play. You are looking for ghost houses everywhere to get your thrills, she just walks into any old house and it becomes a haunted house...Old fart, don't mess around! Hold onto Dad's leg!"

"You little rascal! Who's the father here!" My dad kicked him.

This peaceful tranquility felt like a dream, and I couldn't help but smile.

After my last talk with my brother, he wasn't as confrontational towards Lin Yanqin anymore. Because he shared that little secret with me, he felt more relaxed and at ease.

Lin Yanqin wasn't scolded by my brother this time. She was in a good mood and chatted with me for a long time. She even bought a lot of baby supplies. A bunch of men in black suits carried diapers, baby clothes, a double stroller, and a crib into my house... This scene is too funny, it's unbearable to look at.

The H house went bankrupt, and all the unfinished projects were unceremoniously taken over by Lin Yanhuan. Miss Lin said that her brother didn't think he was taking advantage at all, instead, she said very seriously, "To ensure the rights of homeowners, to maintain social stability."

Lin Yanhuan is truly amazing, he doesn't even let a drop slip when talking to his own sister.

"...Let me tell you a secret, Si Tu Lin's father is coming over in two days to attend the Dao Association meeting. My mom and Mrs. Si Tu are very close, so they will be hosting them at a hotel. My mom discussed with me about setting up ten tables and inviting all the local religious figures, to support Si Tu Lin's father's work...Would you guys like to go I can write two invitations for you." Miss Lin said to me.

She's someone who can't hide her emotions. I could tell at a glance from the hope in her eyes that she really wants us to go, doesn't she

I sneakily glanced at my brother. He was engrossed in his game, not paying attention to us at all.

Miss Lin hopes my brother will go Hee hee...

>n in his forties, not quite fifty, living so shamelessly, is also what Qiao and I have gotten used to.In my old man's words: My son is independent, married, and can earn a living to support his family...