Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 125: Heaven and Earth (5)
A trace of displeasure flashed across the eyes of the queen mother, and when her gaze touched Yang Jian, it turned into disgust: she never liked the Jade Emperor's nephew.In the past, it was okay for him to be arrogant, but he brought a girl who didn't know where to go, and actually violated the rules of heaven and was so arrogant.She couldn't swallow this breath...

But Yang Jian spoke with certainty, and she really couldn't find a good excuse.While secretly sulking, Yang Jian suddenly spoke again.

"A merit is a merit, and a demerit is a demerit. If you have merit, you must be rewarded, if you have demerit, you must be punished. It is not feasible to offset merit and demerit. This is like in the world, if you kill one person and save another, is it because your merit and demerit are equal, do not count your faults?" Murder?"

For a moment, everyone was at a loss, unable to figure out what Yang Jian was planning.It stands to reason that Duanmucui is his sister, and the merits and demerits are equal, isn't it just following his wishes?
The Jade Emperor pondered for a moment: "God Erlang, according to what you said, how should this merit be rewarded?"

"Duanmucui moved the life and death chart, and her fate has been exchanged for mortals. Even if I bring her back to life, she will not live long without fate. If the Jade Emperor wants to reward her, then continue her fate, Jade Emperor What do you think?"

"How is this possible!" The queen mother's shrill voice sounded, "You have moved the life and death disk indiscriminately, and you just took it away like this?"

"Your Majesty, don't forget that the life and death chart itself carries the scourge of heaven. Duanmucui has already received the scourge of the sky. If she can come back to life, her life should not be terminated. It is not difficult for the Jade Emperor to continue her life chart. Besides, we are now in the Talking about 'reward', won't you still talk about her faults later?"

The Queen Mother suppressed her anger: "Then tell me, how do you deal with this 'over'?"

"The little god doesn't dare to presume, how to punish Duanmucui is still up to the empress."

The Queen Mother repeated the case: "Since this is the case, I will punish her to weave thorns for eternity like Zhinu."

"This is not good."

The queen mother was furious: "Yang Jian, you asked me to make the decision to punish Duanmucui. Now I make the decision, so you can't say it?"

Yang Jian said calmly: "The little god just said to let the empress make the decision, but didn't say that after the empress made the decision, the little god can't object. Mistress, Duanmu is different from the weaver girl. The weaver girl is born good at weaving, while Duanmu was born as a general. Isn't it absurd for Duanmu to weave cloth?"

The Queen Mother was so angry that she didn't choose what to say, but when she thought about it now, she knew that what she said was wrong, so she had to get off the donkey: "In that case, I will punish her to be burned in Laojun's censer. "

"This is not good either."

"Yang Jian!" The Queen Mother laughed back angrily, "This is not good, either?"

"Burning with flames is a brutal torture. Duanmucui had meritorious service before, even if he is punished now, it is not suitable to use this method of burning and lightning. If it is passed on, it will damage the majesty's dignity."

The queen mother was so choked that she could not speak.

What's even more exasperating is that the Jade Emperor actually agrees with Yang Jian's statement.Not only that, he also gave the Queen Mother a very disgusted look: "The Queen Mother, the mother of the Three Realms, is always on fire or chopped, do you have any manners?"

The Queen Mother realized that her strategy was wrong, and it took her a long time to suppress her anger, and put on a half-smile: "Then, according to Zhenjun, what kind of punishment is appropriate?"

"It's a big taboo in the immortal family to move the disk of life and death. As an immortal, if you can't even abide by such a commandment, you don't deserve to be an immortal anymore. According to the little god, you can take away Duanmucui's immortal status and let her return to the mortal womb. "

Taishang Laojun was taken aback: "Except for the immortality, this... is a bit heavy, Erlangshen, how can she say, she is also your sister..."

Yang Jian's voice was all stern: "It's because I'm a judicial god that I shouldn't protect her. The empress also said before that she is the No. 1 creator of life and death. If she is not severely punished, the gods in the future will be even more unscrupulous. .”

The queen mother snorted: "Old Lord, the punishment of removing the immortal status is light or heavy. If the immortal status is removed and you become a mortal and enjoy wealth and honor for the rest of your life, what kind of punishment is this?"

"Then what does the lady want?" Yang Jian remained calm.

"According to me, it is natural that she should be deprived of her immortality. It is a disaster for such an immortal to stay in the upper realm. However, after becoming a mortal, she should suffer a lot, and make her suffer from poverty, illness, and love. She really knows how powerful it is.”

Yang Jian was so angry that he raised his head suddenly, the anger in his eyes was like a flame.

Seeing Yang Jian being so angry, the depressed mood of the Queen Mother suddenly calmed down.How should I put it, it's like eating ice cream on a hot day...

"How is it? Is Ben Gong's proposal suitable?" She smiled very charmingly, and looked at the Jade Emperor first, "What do you think, Jade Emperor?"

"It's...well."

"What do all the immortals think?"

"It's better to follow my mother's order..."

"Erlang God, what do you think?"

Yang Jian suppressed the anger in his heart: "Since all the immortals say so, Yang Jian has nothing to say."

"That's good." The Queen Mother stood up, "Take Duanmucui's immortal status, and tell the gods who know the moon and the palm, the poor, and the sick. Duanmucui suffered from poverty and illness in the mortal world, ruthless and loveless."

With a bang, Yang Jian kicked over the jade pillar on the side, threw off his cloak, turned around and left.

There was no sound above the golden palace, only the Queen Mother looked around calmly, and picked up another fruit and gnawed it between her teeth: "This Yang Jian is becoming more and more unruly."

Xiao Tiangou looked outside the mansion for a long time, only to see Yang Jian approaching as usual, and it rushed to meet him.

"Master, I heard that you were very angry in the Golden Palace today, even the jade pillar was kicked over by you..."

Yang Jian didn't say a word, just stepped through the door.Xiao Tiangou then followed up, chattering endlessly while closing the door: "This queen mother is too cruel, she came up with such a vicious way to make you angry like that..." Before he finished speaking, a shadow appeared as a hood, but it was Yang Jian. He took off the cloak and used its head as a clothes hanger.

Xiao Tiangou stretched out his head unrelentingly, and smiled at Yang Jian with a hearty smile: "What do you know, if you don't pretend to be furious, how can the mother-in-law give up?"

Yang Jian came back late because he went to two places.

The first is the home of Zhang Jili, a god who suffers from palm poverty and poverty.Like Immortal Hua Tuo, Zhang Jili had never seen such a great god as Yang Jian, and he was overjoyed to meet him, but was knocked out by Yang Jian's palm.When he woke up, he realized that he was tied up like a pig. Yang Jian cast a spell to make him smaller and stuffed him in the armhole, not forgetting to tear off the corner of his clothes and stuff his mouth.

Zhang Jili was almost fainted by the smell of his clothes. Has he not washed his clothes for so long?

The second is Yuelao Temple.

The old man with a gray beard is squinting his eyes to straighten the red thread. There are tens of thousands of wooden puppets in the ancestral hall, and there are also tens of thousands of red threads on his feet.

"Where is Duanmu?"

"Shangxian Duanmu is about to become a mortal, and already has a mortal doll." Yuelao showed him a female doll beside him, small and exquisite, with an expression on her face, just like Duanmu Cui.

"Where's Zhan Zhao?"

It is no secret that Duanmucui moved the disk of life and death for Zhan Zhao, Yuelao smiled and led him to look at the other one.

Yang Jian saw that Zhan Zhao's doll's feet were still not holding the red thread.

"This..." He pointed his finger over there, "There is no red line?"

"No." Yuelao hurriedly explained, "According to Zhan Zhao's previous fate, there is indeed no red line. But after Duanmu Shangxian changed the life and death chart, Zhan Zhao's fate has also changed, so there should be a red line in theory. Go through the marriage certificate and choose a suitable woman for him..."

"Is there a suitable one?" Yang Jian slightly raised his eyebrows.

"There are a few, Ding Yuehua, the daughter of the Ding family in Mohua Village, Li Zhilan, the daughter of Li Shangshu in Kaifeng City, and two Jiang Hu girls, but it seems that the daughter of the Ding family is more suitable... Ah, Zhenjun, what are you doing?"

Yang Jian took down the dolls of Duanmucui and Zhan Zhao: "Take these two."

"No, Zhenjun may not understand yet." Yuelao patiently confronted Yang Jian with a scholarly analysis, "The queen mother means that Duanmu Shangxian is ruthless and loveless in this life, so Miss Duanmu has no red line. Zhan Zhao has a red line. , I'm taking Ding's daughter for him..."

"Wait!" Yang Jian's face darkened, he grabbed the red thread from Yuelao's hand, no matter how many, and went to hold it by himself.

"Hey, Zhenjun, you don't understand what I mean... Miss Duanmu doesn't have a red thread, so there is no need to hold it. It is the daughter of the Ding family... Hey, Zhenjun, just take one, don't waste my red thread , Hey, true gentleman!"

Very satisfied, Yang Jian tied dozens of red threads on the feet of the two people, tied a knot, and then looked up at Yue Lao very satisfied.

"No, Zhenjun, what are you doing?" Yuelao wanted to cry without tears, "The Queen Mother has a will, and the Queen Mother said..."

"If you don't tell me, who knows?"

"Huh?" Yuelao was stunned.

"I said, if you don't say it, who knows?" Yang Jian repeated the words slowly.

"No, Zhenjun," Yuelao panicked, "This is disobedience to Shangyi, this is to deceive the empress..."

"Yeah," Yang Jian interrupted him, "Are you deaf or something? Didn't I tell you? If you don't tell me, who knows?"

"No, Zhenjun," Yuelao couldn't help the urge to cry, "Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian really dare not offend the Queen Mother."

"That is to say, you dare to offend me?"

Yue Lao probably never thought about this question, so he opened his mouth and fell silent.

"The Queen Mother wouldn't have such a leisurely mind to stare at Duanmu all day long. Occasionally, she would think of asking, and your prevarication will be over. But I am different. My sister is suffering in the mortal world. Every time I think of it, I feel like A thorn is pricked, and once the thorn is pricked, you have to find someone to vent your anger on, and once you want to find someone to vent your anger on..."

He stopped talking, his eyes slipped from the top of Yuelao's head to the bottom of his feet, and then from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, as if he was weighing how many bones there were in Yuelao's body for him to dismantle.

During a quarter of the incense burning time, Yue Lao made a major comparison. He compared the two persimmons, Yang Jian and the Queen Mother, which was harder, so as to make sure that he could pinch the soft persimmon accurately.

"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian understand." Yuelao swallowed, "If I don't tell, no one will know. Hehe, if I don't say, no one will know."

Yang Jian didn't feel guilty at all for almost forcing the kind old man Yuelao into a nervous breakdown. He walked out of Yuelao Temple, chose a secluded place, and released Zhang Jili who had been watching in his sleeve. come out.

"I understand, I understand, I understand, the True Monarch I understand." Since Zhang Jili was able to speak, he has been expressing his loyalty, "I understand the True Monarch, if I don't say it, no one will know."

"Your Majesty asked?"

"Just say that everything is as your mother wishes."

"What if you want to see the evidence?"

"I'll just... I'll just find an unkempt woman who can't see her face, and tell my empress that she is Duanmu Shangxian, who was tortured by poverty and disease... so ugly."

Yang Jian stared at Zhang Jili for a long time, then nodded: "Very good, you are older than Yue."

Naturally, he wouldn't tell Xiaotiangou about these mysteries here.Although Xiaotiangou is loyal enough, the less people know about such things, the better.

So Xiaotiangou couldn't figure it out: the queen mother gave such a vicious punishment, the master was so angry in the golden palace, why did he come home and smile so much...

Uh, if it described and laughed so chillingly, would Yang Jian kick it to death?

Yang Jian ignored it: "How is Duanmu?"

"Just woke up, inside, I haven't dared to say anything to her yet."

Yang Jian strode towards the inner courtyard, and as soon as he entered the Moon Gate, he saw Duanmucui in a plain white coat standing holding the lintel.Her hair was not tied up in a bun, and her long hair was loose, making her face look pale and thin, but her eyes were still black and shiny.Seeing Yang Jian coming in, her eyes turned red, she loosened the lintel and walked towards him: "Brother."

Yang Jian took two steps forward and hugged her before she fell down.

Duanmucui leaned on Yang Jian's warm chest, wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, tears streaming down: "Brother, I know I have troubled you."

Yang Jian sighed in his heart, and Duanmucui's thin body trembled violently in his arms.She raised her head, her big eyes were full of self-blame and uneasiness: "Brother, will the Jade Emperor punish you if I move the disk of life and death rashly?"

Yang Jian smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her face, and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Duanmu," he looked into her eyes, "you have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

(End of this chapter)