Please come down when it gets dark

Chapter 442 Immortal Mouth
Seeing Bu Liuxian's words getting more and more out of line, my heart also hangs.

The old Taoist clearly wanted to lead the disaster to the Three Emperors of the Heavenly Court. Is this something he, an ordinary man, can afford?

Seeing that the corners of Bu Liuxian's mouth were frothy, I couldn't help but interrupt him, saying:

"Grandpa, it's okay
Just say what you see, don't talk about those nonsense.

Things in the sky, aren't we mortals and ordinary people can meddle? "

Qiu Beidou also said:

"Old man, you don't have a door on your mouth anymore
What about the envelope in the Luoshenguan Underground Palace? You made up this too, right?

This is not something you can mess around with, is it because your concept of falling into the gods has been rebuilt, attracting bigger gods to descend to the world?

Don’t have that dream anymore, the biggest thing is still in my eyes.”

Before Qiu Beidou finished speaking, Bu Liuxian had already lifted off his coquettish Taoist robe, and took out a brown paper bag from the hidden pocket inside.

In front of several of us, he opened the paper bag and took out a dark green envelope from inside.

He handed the envelope with his body temperature to Qiu Beidou, and said:
"My lord, I won't say anything superfluous, old Taoist priest, you can see for yourself"

Qiu Beidou looked at Bu Liuxian suspiciously, then took the envelope, and took out a letter written with a brush from inside.

After only one glance, Fatty Qiu nodded, and then he said while watching:
"It's really Guangwu Heze's handwriting.
Old stuff, if you have something like this, why didn’t you take it out earlier.”

"Give it to whom?"

Bu Liuxian smiled slyly, then continued:

"It's not too big or too small. Can I give it to Yang Jian, Zhao Jianghe, or Mrs. Mu Yun, the old Taoist priest?

If you want to give to nature, it is still you.
Hasn't this been waiting for you to come down?

This thing can't burn incense to worship the watch. In that case, the old Taoist priest, wouldn't I be acting as a substitute?
What's more, there is no—He Nanxing and his ilk are still staring."

When it came to the last half of the sentence, Bu Liuxian originally wanted to talk about Wu Jun, He Nanxing and the like, but luckily when he was about to speak, he saw Wu Jun himself sitting in the car.

Finally, he erased Wu Jun's name just before the exit, but Wu Xian still gave the old Taoist a resentful glance. If this letter falls into his hands, he will have a very heavy burden in the heavenly court again. weights
Qiu Beidou ignored the change in Wu Jun's expression. He stared intently at the letter in his hand, pondering over and over again the only eight words on it——The dust is still unfinished, into the sky and Jun Feng
I also looked at the letter paper in Qiu Beidou's hand, but I didn't see any other meaning. After glancing at Bu Liuxian, I said to Fatty Qiu:
"This means that Guangwu Heze is in the Heavenly Court, so let his men go to the Heavenly Court to gather?

This posture is to overthrow the rule of the Emperor of Heaven, they want to be the Emperor of Heaven? "

"You all underestimate Guangwu Heze, this is Xiankou"

Qiu Beidou finally moved his eyes away from the letter paper, then gave me a meaningful look, and said:

"After Guangwu Heze descended to earth, several other gods descended to follow him.

They passed messages to each other, based on the mortal characters, using a fairy mouth similar to a password.
For so many years, this fairy mouth has not been cracked. "

Having said that, he handed me the letter paper in his hand, and then continued:
"This is not a literal meaning, it needs to be translated in Xiankou.

Your Highness also take a look, you have the ability to make your words come true, maybe you can get it out."

"The export came true?"

Being reminded by him like this, I remembered the deeds of my luck a few times.

It's just that I always regarded it as good luck before, and didn't take it seriously.

Now that I heard Fatty Qiu's words, my heart moved, and I said to him immediately:
"Old Qiu, what do you mean by this? What does it mean to say what you say? Is it because your gods said what you said?"

After hearing what I said, Qiu Beidou gave me a weird smile and said:

"Your Majesty, you are not worthy.
The export comes true is a low-end version of the way of speaking, it depends on the probability, and there are many ordinary people in this world who have this ability.

The odds are higher, say three to five hundred sentences, and one sentence will come true.

The probability is lower, three to five thousand sentences, and one or two sentences will come true.

Your Highness, your chances are high."

"Old Qiu, what you said is so straightforward."

Just when I wanted to tease him a few words, I suddenly thought of something, and continued to say to Qiu Beidou:
"Wait a minute, if one of the three or five hundred words I say can come true, does it mean that as long as one thing is said three or five hundred times, it will become true?
For example, to buy a lottery ticket, I only need to say the number I bought [-] times before the draw.”

Qiu Beidou looked at me helplessly, and said:

"Your Highness, you are thinking too much.
Words can only come true if they are spoken unintentionally, not what you think in your heart, but only when you blurt out. "

When I was talking about this, Qiu Beidou saw that I was not interested in the letter in my hand, so he reached out and took the letter paper, and put it back into the envelope.

Stuffing the envelope into his pocket, he said again:

"I didn't expect to have such a harvest this time. I originally wanted to stay with you for a few days, but now it looks like it will be the next time.

I have to go back and report this letter to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.
Who, the surnamed Wu, you still have to follow me.

You are my fairy prince now, you have to send me back to Heaven first, and then do your own business.

Your Highness, the kid surnamed Wu has somewhat of the fairy aura left to him by his fairy father.

His father is the god of wealth, so it is no problem to gather wealth with this immortal energy."

Qiu Beidou was doing Wu Sandong a personal favour, after all, Fatty Qiu is now the commander of the Heavenly Armies, whether it is Guangwu Heze or the adopted son of the Heavenly Emperor, he must give him face.

At that moment, I, Wu Sandong, said:
"Since Qiu Shenxian has spoken in person, I have to save his face.

You are busy with Xian Chu's business first, and after sending Qiu Xian back to the Heavenly Court, we will talk about your affairs when we come back."

After watching Qiu Beidou take Wu Sandong away, I turned my head and said to the silent Wu Jun:
"Old witch, I have accepted your kindness.
No matter where the money was earned, at least it was sent to me in the end, and I received this favor.

I also understand what you mean, and I will say good things about you to the Emperor of Heaven when I have a chance in the future.

However, it is up to man to plan, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. Whether you can return to heaven in the end is not up to me to decide."

After hearing my words, Wu Jun smiled at me and said:
"Your Majesty is serious.
This is just a little bit of my filial piety to His Highness, there is no other meaning."

(End of this chapter)