Chapter 67: The Netherworld and Ghosts in Heaven "Why are you looking at me like that?" For some reason, Qin Shousheng saw the emotion in Tan Jinxuan's eyes and suddenly lost control. He was extremely angry and shouted loudly, "Look me in the eyes and tell me, why are you looking at me like that? What are you thinking?" "Are you pitying me?" "Do you think I'm pathetic now?" "what?" Seeing the growing sadness and grief in Tan Jinxuan's eyes, Qin Shousheng became completely hysterical and yelled loudly. "So what if I practiced the Buddhist pseudo-scriptures?" "I'm no longer a human, so what if I become a ghost? "What qualifications do you have to pity me?"

"Tell me, what the hell are you qualified to have mercy on me?" "Everyone is qualified to pity me except you! Only you!" Pointing at Tan Jinxuan's nose, Qin Shousheng looked excited, almost crazy, with saliva flying from his mouth. "We..." "Me! Qin Fen!" "Li Junsheng!" "Han Chuzhi!" "Xu Yuming!" "And you! Tan Jinxuan!" "They are all old students who entered the rank early but have yet to reach the ninth rank. What a waste." "I'm not willing to be a waste forever!" "So we hang out together, always killing time, occasionally dreaming of making progress, thinking we can become big shots." "Do you think I can't see the condescension in your eyes every time we discuss ways to get to the ninth rank as quickly as possible?" "Do you think you covered it up well?" "Do you think I can't see the pride in your heart that you are the only sober person among all the losers?" "Just like you are now." "High and mighty!" "who do you think You Are?" "What qualifications do you have to look down on us and think our wishful thinking is ridiculous?"

"You are nobody! You are just a piece of trash!" "waste!" "waste!" "waste!" Tan Jinxuan remained silent, allowing Qin Shousheng, who had suddenly gone crazy, to point fingers at him and curse at him. He also gently patted the back of the ghost Xiaoqian's hand. Xiaoqian, who was very angry and wanted to curse back on his behalf, asked him to be patient. It's just a few scoldings, it won't hurt you much. It would be a great deal if we could hear some useful information from Qin Shousheng's curses. Qin Shousheng became more and more angry, cursing to himself: "Why do you think I went to Wushan Temple to paint the Hundred Beauties Spring Palace Painting, and why did you happen to find it and steal it?" "Of course it's because I discovered that you, a piece of trash who always acts superior to us for no apparent reason and looks down on us from the bottom of your heart, are practicing the sexual techniques from the Su Nu Jing!" "Aren't you trying to reach the level of ten thrusts without ejaculating, and enter the ninth level through this, and never dare to have real intercourse, but only to have sexual intercourse in your mind?" "I want to help you so that you don't have to think about lust and you can get a better way of spiritual intercourse." "You can easily do one, two, three or even ten moves without ejaculating!" “How is my friend doing?” "Isn't it much better than you, a selfish person who discovered a method that could help you enter the ninth rank but refused to share it with your friends who were keeping each other company?" "what?" "You decide, yes or no!" When he roared to this point, Qin Shousheng's expression was distorted and ferocious, like a yaksha or evil ghost. No, not like that. After practicing the false scriptures, Qin Shousheng is now a Yaksha evil ghost. It just possessed Li Junsheng and concealed the truth. Tan Jinxuan's eyes flickered a few times, and after a moment of silence, he laughed at himself: "So this is how I look to you." After a pause, Tan Jinxuan said dejectedly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have never felt superior and looked down on you as you said. I also have no intention of hiding it and not sharing it with you. It's just... although the art of bedroom is not a crooked way, it... is not the Confucian way after all. The foundation of Confucian cultivation still has to be based on self-cultivation. I..." Having said that, Tan Jinxuan suddenly closed his mouth and did not continue speaking. The smile on his lips became increasingly forced and filled with self-mockery. He is a villain who relied on shortcuts in the art of sex to achieve his current level of lower-eighth-grade cultivation. What qualifications does he have to talk about the righteous path here?

No! Taking a deep breath, Tan Jinxuan forced himself to suppress the upset he was feeling. Not wanting to continue talking about these meaningless topics, he got back to the point and asked, "What is the third thing you want me to do?" Qin Shousheng was still immersed in his own emotions, as if he didn't hear Tan Jinxuan's question. Tan Jinxuan was not in a hurry and waited patiently. However, the ghost Xiaoqian standing behind him made a new move at this time. She just raised her hand and waved, and a piece of yellow paper came out from the night. After taking a look at it, her face immediately became gloomy. After hesitating for a while, Xiao Qian gritted her teeth and whispered in Tan Jinxuan's ear: "Husband, they said they want to come over now." "Now?" Tan Jinxuan frowned slightly. Why are you all so anxious? After thinking for a while, Tan Jinxuan made up his mind and urged Qin Shousheng: "You see, I still have things to do. Hurry up and tell me your third request." Qin Shousheng came back to his senses, his expression still a little ferocious, but no longer as crazy as before, he smiled and said: "This matter is very simple, you just need to open my ashes and scatter them somewhere." "where?" Tan Jinxuan was puzzled by this, but he did not ask any more questions and just took note of it secretly. After deciding to get rid of Qin Shousheng and Xiaoqian's natal ghosts, they launched an investigation to find out what Qin Shousheng's intentions and effects were. "A place you are very familiar with, the 'Illusionary Land' in the mural of the goddess scattering flowers in Wushan Temple. I will host a banquet there at 4 . tomorrow night." Qin Shousheng gave the answer directly without any concealment or beating around the bush. But this place is quite special. It not only triggered Tan Jinxuan's thinking, but also aroused the curiosity of Tao Tiexin, who was watching from afar. Even Old Qiu couldn't help but ask, "Junshi boy, didn't you go to that crappy place called Wushan Temple with that paralyzed girl? What could be so special about that crappy mural that both you and she could not see clearly?" Huang Junshi said calmly, "What's so special about it? It's just that the monk who changed his Buddhist name to Liansheng originally practiced the Pure Land Sect, and later switched to the Tantric Joy Zen. Therefore, the mural contains some of the Buddhist truth of the Pure Land Sect, which is more in line with the Yaksha ghost practice. It doesn't matter!" "Is that so?" Old Qiu nodded, and then asked doubtfully, "Why don't you just destroy this harmful thing? What are you keeping it for?" Huang Junshi calmly asked back: "There are so many things in the world that harm people, can I destroy them all?" "Is that right for you to think so?" Mr. Qiu laughed and praised him with satisfaction, then changed the subject and asked meaningfully, "There are so many unfair things in the world, can you take care of them all?" It was a reference to the matter of Yudai River, Jingling Mountain, and Yu Family that County Magistrate Miao Zongren had asked for. Huang Junshi remained silent, his position firm, and his attitude self-evident. Old Qiu curled his lips, knowing this would happen. In the image on the light mirror, Tan Jinxuan did not think for too long and quickly agreed to the request. Then he ordered them to leave and pointed his hand outwards: "Leave Li Junsheng's body behind, you can go."

Qin Shousheng shook his head and smiled, "Of course you can go, but I can't return Li Junsheng's body to him now. I have to wait until I get out of the city, and then I will return Junsheng's friend to freedom. Don't worry, he is not only your friend, but also my friend. I won't harm him." After saying that, Qin Shousheng didn't waste any more words with Tan Jinxuan and controlled Li Junsheng's body to leave the Tan Mansion. The housekeeper Fu Bo passed by him and came to Tan Jinxuan, bowed and said, "Young Master, there are a few guests at the gatehouse, saying that they are the ghosts of the young lady's family, and they want to see you. Do you want to see them or not?" "See." Tan Jinxuan patted the back of Xiaoqian's hand, who suddenly became nervous, and said, "Please invite them to the main hall." "Yes." Despite his different opinions, Uncle Fu still fulfilled his duties as a steward and followed orders. I didn't say anything unpleasant to Xiaoqian in front of her. However, Uncle Fu's attitude was clearly revealed when he came in and didn't even look at Xiaoqian. How can a family of scholars accept a female ghost into the family? It's not only embarrassing, but also an insult to our ancestors! Over the past two months, Uncle Fu has expressed his opposition, even strong opposition. But no one knew what Tan Jinxuan was thinking. He refused to listen to anyone's opinions and insisted on having his own way. First he allowed the female ghost to join the family, and now he wanted to marry her in a formal way. It’s simply the most ridiculous thing in the world! The Tan family's reputation was completely ruined! With all kinds of emotions in his heart, Uncle Fu lowered his head and without saying a word led the four ugly guys who looked like nothing in the human form from the gatehouse to the main hall. To put it in this way, it is not that Uncle Fu looks at people through the crack in the door and sees everyone. But none of the four of them are decent. As soon as she entered the room and saw Tan Jinxuan sitting in the main seat, the white-haired old woman with a cane shouted, "Hey! The son-in-law is so handsome!" The sharp-nosed and monkey-faced middle-aged man who was holding the old woman's other arm agreed: "That's not a big deal, she's a scholar after all." The hunchbacked old man following the old woman and the middle-aged man grinned, revealing his rotten teeth: "It is a blessing for the girl to marry a son-in-law." Behind the old man, a fat, heavily made-up woman covered her face with a handkerchief and said shyly, "Oh, when I think about marrying my brother-in-law, I just... just... oh, I'm so embarrassed. I dare not see anyone." As he spoke, the fat head and big ears twisted left and right, and his fat body trembled. Yue! How Tan Jinxuan reacts is his business. Tao Tiexian vomited as a sign of respect. Both Mr. Qiu and Huang Junshi's faces twitched a few times, and they were a little disgusted. Tan Jinxuan's face turned pale and he became furious. But before he could react, Uncle Fu took action first. Uncle Fu took a step forward, stared at the four crooked people, and shouted in a deep voice, "Someone come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several guards who heard the noise rushed in. Uncle Fu pointed his finger and said, "Fork them out!" The strong and muscular guards stepped forward without saying a word, dragged the four suddenly startled and yelling ugly guys out of the hall, and threw them outside the house. Tan Jinxuan had plenty of opportunities to stop it, but he just watched coldly the whole time. Xiao Qian also sat quietly by the side, not saying a single good word to the ghost from her mother's family. "Master, Ah Fu is overstepping his authority." When the main hall was quiet again, the butler Fu Bo bowed to Tan Jinxuan and then walked out. Although Xiaoqian performed very well just now, she still did not get Uncle Fu's recognition. The differences between humans and ghosts are deeply rooted, and it is not just talk. "Husband..." Xiaoqian gently pulled Tan Jinxuan's sleeve and shouted, wanting to say something but didn't dare to finish her words. This cautious look really made Tan Jinxuanxin feel distressed. However, I still feel sad. Emotions are the most useless when faced with problems that need to be solved urgently. So Tan Jinxuan hardened his heart and said to Xiaoqian: "You go back to your room first, I'll go out for a while." After saying this, Tan Jinxuan didn't even look at Xiaoqian's face. He just stood up and walked out. Xiaoqian sat there quietly, watching her lover leave. She's not a fool. She knew that whether she and Tan Jinxuan could be together depended on whether Tan Jinxuan could achieve his goal during this late-night trip. It would be best if she did nothing but sit at home and wait. Do more and make more mistakes. Tan Jinxuan left home and went straight to the Xicheng District Mission House. Tao Tie, who was watching Tan Jinxuan's "live broadcast" through the five ghosts' first-person perspective, immediately knew that this devilish Confucian scholar was looking for him. Huang Junshi and Qiu Lao, who watched the "live broadcast" indirectly, of course knew this immediately. "Hey……" Old Qiu smiled and asked, "What do you think Tao Tie, a boy who is sometimes cautious and sometimes reckless and too dramatic, will do? Should he report it according to the procedures of your Immortal God Department, or should he send you another private message and then take risks to gain benefits?" Huang Junshi did not answer Mr. Qiu's question, but focused his attention on the first optical mirror of Miao Zongren, who served as the magistrate of Liuxian County for 30 years. At this time, Miao Zongren walked a long way alone at night and came to the City God Temple.

In this world, humans, gods, demons, monsters, ghosts and monsters live together. Before Taizu came into the world, the inner nine states and outer eighteen states of the Dayong Dynasty were like other places outside the territory of the Dynasty, with a mixture of yin and yang. After the founding of the Celestial Empire, Taizu established the City God-Land God underworld transfer system as a transit point between the human world and the underworld. Let the ghosts formed by most people after death no longer live in the world of the living. Instead, they are led by the underworld into the netherworld between the living world and the underworld, where they spend their respective lifespans. Go to the underworld and reincarnate. In the City God-Land God underworld transfer system, The land in towns and villages across the country plays a role similar to that of express delivery terminals. The city gods of each prefecture and county serve as sorting centers at all levels. The city gods of each state play a role similar to that of a regional warehouse. The City God plays a role similar to that of a general dispatching center. Such sincere cooperation helped the Emperor of Heaven to sort out the yin and yang, so that the affairs of the human world were managed by officials and the affairs of the underworld were managed by ghosts and gods, and everything was in order. If there is order, there must naturally be rules, that is, systems. Among the many management systems for collectives and individuals, the household registration system is the most important. People have their own household registration, and ghosts have their own household registration. The household registration of people is under the jurisdiction of government offices at prefecture, city and county levels, while the household registration of ghosts is under the jurisdiction of city gods at prefecture, city and county levels. The marriage between Tan Jinxuan and Xiaoqian, a human-ghost, is not something that can be entered into just because one wants to. It is necessary to obtain the permission of the Household Department of Liuxian County Government and the consent of the original department of the Twelve Departments of the Liuxian County City God Temple. As for whether Lai Lu Gai Yuan Si agrees, it is necessary not only to consult Xiao Qian's original ghost's wishes, but also to seek the opinions of Xiao Qian's mother's ghost in the underworld before her life ended. This is why Xiaoqian clearly dislikes her natal ghost and doesn't want Tan Jinxuan to know, but has to tell him before marriage. Of course, this has nothing to do with Miao Zongren coming to the City God Temple late at night. Under the dark moon and hidden starry sky, Miao Zongren stood in front of the City God Temple of Liuxian County, which was the second time he had privately visited the temple in the thirty years since he took office as county magistrate. He stood quietly and waited. However, until dawn, he still did not see the ghosts and gods he was waiting for. Just like thirty years ago. (End of this chapter)