Hongyao recited the mantra silently and imagined in his mind the appearance of a little green man. The little man wore a moon crown on his head, a green fairy cave robe embroidered with a Yuluo flute platform, a pair of thunder-patterned cloud shoes, and a green treasure in his hand.

There are sacred taboos about the stars written on the umbrella.

This is Kaijuntong, the god of liver, whose name is Daoqing. When you recite the mantra and visualize the red medicine, call Kaijuntong's name, and the green little man gradually appears with eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Hongyao had never been exposed to the true Taoist method. When he saw a little person taking shape under his own visualization, he felt that it was strange and cute, but two colors appeared in front of his eyes.

She suddenly remembered the moment when she was brought into the painting by Li Chan, and she was shocked when the little cyan man disappeared.

"Open Juntong!"

Hongyao let out a soft cry, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Li Chan's eyes.

The blue eyes were as clear as glass, but the red eye that was almost black was full of evil energy. She even saw countless creeping evil figures, and couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment, but she heard a gentle voice: "Thank you."

Hongyao came back to his senses.

Li Chan sat on the cedar bed and lifted up the hem of his linen clothes and took a look. There was a blue pattern on the upper right side of his abdomen. It looked like a tattoo at first glance, and then looked like a talisman. However, it looked very familiar to Hong Yao - the talisman head.

It looks very much like a crescent moon crown. The talisman can vaguely see the shadows of the Yuluo flute platform, the precious umbrella and the star taboo, and there are thunder patterns on the talisman's feet.

"Is this Kaijuntong?"

Hong Yao was startled for a moment, then raised his head to look into Li Chan's eyes, and saw that Li Chan's eyes were not as scary as before.

Li Chan looked at the blue lines on his body carefully and nodded.

Li Chan put down the hem of his clothes, but Hong Yao was still thinking about that blue pattern. The blue pattern was dignified and sacred, but somehow it was a bit enchanting.

She suddenly thought that Li Chan seemed to have used the magical power of his eyes to take Kai Juntong away. Isn't this just like entering a painting?

Seeing Hong Yao in a daze, Li Chan explained: "The body and spirit are not living beings, they are just a form of the vitality of heaven and earth. If you can visualize living beings, you will not be far from the Taoist realm."

Hongyao's face turned red and he muttered: "Alang, this is the true teaching of Taoism. I will use demon energy to help you practice. Is it really okay?"

Li Chan smiled and said, "Whether it is the devil's way or the demon's way in Dayong, as long as they practice the true method, those who can cultivate the way are practitioners. No matter what, it is better to take a step than to stand still."

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"As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. People eat grains. What do we monsters eat?" Xu Da was lying on Hongyao's lap, and the old god said, "We monsters eat gas. A monster of grass and trees like Miss Hongyao can't

By ingesting the energy of the earth, big monsters like Empress Saoqing can swallow the essence of the sun, and we can also practice day and night. Naturally, monsters like us with physical bodies can also get energy from food, but these guys."

He jumped up to the wall and patted the broomstick.

"These guys don't even have monster bodies. They can only possess these utensils. They can't eat, drink, or have sex, let alone practice. Originally, these monsters can only possess people and live by sucking their essence.

But of course the monsters under Alang cannot do such bad things."

On the square pine table in the center of the courtyard were steamed buns, Hu cakes, vinegar, celery and spicy radish. Hongyao broke off a small piece of Hu cakes and asked curiously: "What do you guys eat?"

Xu Dadao: "It's not up to us to help."

The broom spirit jumped back and screamed: "Xue Shi'erjun's words are so unpleasant. What does it mean to help? What does it mean to help! Brothers sweep the court and take care of the housework. Xue Shi'er Jun can save some evil spirits for you.

Brothers, this is the wages brothers deserve!"

The other little demons also shouted.

"It's not just Mr. Xue Shi'er, Song Wuji, Dai Zhu, Qingchi Yaksha, and Empress Saoqing all support us."

"There will be goddesses and empresses in the future, so why should the demon Xue Shierjun take all the credit?"

"No!"

"Stop arguing." Li Chan sat by the threshold, holding a bowl of scallion noodles with lard flakes floating on them, and tapped the edge of the bowl with chopsticks. "Who has a good idea for making a living in the future?"

Qingyaksha flew to Li Chan and said diligently: "Why should Alang worry about money? As long as Alang gives the order, I will go to the bank and pawnshop to get some valuable things."

Li Chan glanced at Qingyaksha, ignored him, and lowered his head to eat the noodles. Chiyaksha bumped into Qingyaksha hard and glared at him.

Sao Qingniang said: "I still do some work as a female worker. Now that Hongyao is here, I can have more helpers. Sister Hongyao, do you know how to be a female worker?"

Hongyao said sheepishly: "I can do it, but my skills are not very good and I have been unfamiliar with them for more than twenty years."

Xu Da shouted: "In the worst case, let's go find that old man again..."

After Li Chan finished eating the last noodle, he took a sip of boiling soup from the bowl and said, "Okay, let me find a way." Passing the big celadon bowl to his side, Chiyasha quickly carried the bowl and flew to the east kitchen.

The patio was only two feet square, which was very cramped. Li Chan stood up from the threshold, walked to the door in a few steps, told Xu Da to take care of the house, and then left the house.

It was already the end of the month, and the sky was completely bright, but the spring in Xuandu always glowed with a dark blue color.

At this time, there were many pedestrians on the street, and the shops and vendors in the alleys had begun to open for business. However, the street was not busy yet. There was only a black double-driving carriage passing through the street from west to east, with thick mink velvet curtains swaying.

Then, with the rapid sound of horse hooves, they passed through the entrance of Lixi Lane and headed towards the east city gate.

When Li Chan walked out of Lixi Lane, he could only see the back of the carriage, but he still recognized the Si beast flag of the Shenzha Division on the roof of the carriage. Looking from a distance, outside the east city was the direction of Fuyu Mountain.

Li Zhaoxuan?

Li Chan thought about it for a while. The case beside the Goddess Bridge was enough to make the Shenzhao Division very anxious. Now that they have sent a carriage to the eastern suburbs, it is easy to guess the identity of the person in the car. The little prince went to Qingque Palace, so he should

I won't be involved in that case anymore.

But I still have to move home.

Li Chan's gaze paused on Fuyu Mountain. Even though it was more than twenty miles away, the outline of the big green lotus platform on the top of Fuyu Mountain was still vaguely visible.

This green lotus has thirty-six petals, on which are engraved the celestial signs and worldly characters. It is said that the ancestors built it in order to enlighten the people's wisdom and integrate the world's gold.

Outside the Chenghuang Temple at the foot of the mountain, there are many fortune tellers setting up stalls. They all rely on this green lotus to eat, calculate almanacs for pilgrims, and infer good and bad luck.

Li Chan also made a living by the City God's Temple back then, writing essays for others.

Shuwen is an article that communicates with gods and mortals and is necessary to pray for spiritual responses. However, the fees for general affairs and spiritual blessings in the temple are too high, which frees up the market for other people who are literate.

It's just that writing essays can support a family, but Li Chan can't support a bunch of monsters with this job, and he doesn't have to think about Yu paying for it. He needs a quick sum of money.

How to make money?

It has always been better to make money that is not visible to the public. There is a rule in all the temples dedicated to gods in Dayong that no one is allowed to receive inscriptions for those with the Five Evils and Ten Rebellions, and those with the six diseases are not allowed to receive inscriptions.

Anyone who secretly writes essays for these people will be dismissed if they have a position in the City God's Temple. If they are outside the temple, they will also be punished, and in serious cases, they will be imprisoned.
Chapter completed!