Mozun is forced to farm

Chapter 62

Suddenly decided to go to the capital.

They seem to have gone out like this many times.

The moment Xie Xuechen turned to look at Lin Zhu, he suddenly realized that they had only met each other once.

He was originally a desperate man who was knocked down by Li Lei, and his broken body flowed out along the dark river. He had difficulty breathing for a while, and there was not half a piece of intact flesh from top to bottom.

Being picked up by Lin Zhu by mistake, and meeting so many people by chance, it seemed like everything was taken for granted.

They have been to the Purple Sea, burned the mountains, and now they are going to the capital together, there seems to be an endless story.

Although the cause of most of the stories is his presence here, if only he was there, most of the stories would be nothing but the dead silence after the killing.

He realized his mind again.

——He didn't want to go back to Wangshidu alone.

He doesn't want to be alone anymore.

After a while, Lin Zhu packed up the small burden and waited for Chengyun as before.

Xie Mingyan leaned on the rattan cool chair to drink tea, saw him take a change of clothes, smiled and shook his head.

"Go to the capital and don't make too much publicity."

"Hey?"

"Riding the clouds and stepping on the fog, even a trip to Quzhou may disturb the city god and the land master."

"The capital city is the place where the dragon energy gathers, gods and ghosts are all hidden masters, don't make too much noise."

Brother Xianren didn't talk too much about the background of the forces in various places, but nodded a little bit.

"What's more, there are so many people in that place, if you are seen as if you are going down to earth, wouldn't the pursuers come over immediately?"

Lin Zhu was used to hanging out with them, only now did he realize that they came from different backgrounds, so he quickly agreed.

"Then we..."

Xie Xuechen turned around and turned into a falcon with bright feathers in a moment when the corner of his robe was raised.

The forehead and chest are snow-colored, and the long wings and tail feathers are like thick ink and splashed paint.

Hayabusa's eyes are sharp, but his demeanor is still awe-inspiring, ordinary people dare not approach him rashly.

Lin Zhu immediately had an ominous premonition.

You turned into a bird, then I...

Once the Yinhao Black Falcon raised its wings again, it flew into the air smoothly like an open bowstring.

The moment the long feather brushed against his face, Lin Zhu suddenly felt his body lighten.

——The familiar feeling came again! !

As if he had sneezed, he opened his eyes again, and when he stretched out his hand, it turned into a little paw again.

Badass! !Did you turn me into a Sichuan chipmunk again! !

Mo Falcon held the chipmunk in his mouth and gave the others a cold look, meaning no joking.

Su Hongxiu looked enviously: "I also want to go to the capital."

"Bon voyage," Lin Shuangjin waved his hand: "Remember to bring some special products back."

With the sound of the wind, they turned and disappeared into the clouds.

Being held in its mouth feels passive.

The little chipmunk is shaped like a soft ball, but it is afraid of falling from a high place, and the tip of its tail is curled up in fear.

Lin Zhu's limbs couldn't reach anything, and he was held in the mouth of the big falcon like a snack, and he curled his tail in a prone position to watch the scenery under the clouds.

They didn't speak for a long time, Xie Xuechen seemed to have something on his mind, and he didn't rush to speak.

In about half an hour, Falcon had already reached the border of the suburbs of Beijing.

Lin Zhu shook his tail tentatively, and Xie Xuechen spoke to him.

"Why do I feel aggrieved in my heart?"

Lin Zhu answered him in his mind.

"You can even read this?"

Xie Xuechen's ghost eyes can read thoughts and memories, and can manipulate them to make others use them for himself.

Even if he doesn't use this ability, he can read the undefended thoughts and emotions of mortals on the edge, but it's not complete.

"You can't read all of it." Xie Xuechen only confessed to him in this way: "If you rush into your sea of ​​consciousness rashly, you will feel a sting."

Therefore, it is generally a harmless pleasure to read some near and far.

"It would be great if you could read everything." Chinchilla Xiao Lin held his paws and said, "Your beak is too sharp, it hurts my back."

"Be careful next time."

The black falcon tossed its long beak in the air, carried the chipmunk on its back, and waited for him to grab the feathers on his back with his claws before continuing to fly in the direction of the capital.

All of a sudden, the birds passing by in the clouds and sky were startled.

That—there was a falcon, and he allowed a chipmunk to lie on his back! !

What a shame, what a shame! !

How can you let your midnight snack ride on your head! !

Xie Xuechen concentrated on his journey, and occasionally heard a passing eagle howling a few times, but he didn't realize that it was someone scolding the street.

Lin Zhu nestled comfortably on his soft shoulders, turning over from time to time, feeling a little sleepy holding him in the air.

I'm going to the capital later, so I can't fall asleep.

Lin Zhu found a random topic in his sleepiness, and chatted with Xie Xuechen in his mind in a daze.

"In this way, do you count as being behind my back?"

The water vapor among the clouds was icy cold, and he simply buried his face in the depths of the eagle's feathers.

"I'm so happy, I don't know if I will have another chance in the future."

Xie Xuechen focused on the road and didn't take it seriously.

"If I don't turn into a bird, I can still carry you behind my back."

"Then how do I do it?" Lin Zhu laughed lowly: "You are the Demon Lord, and I am...a scholar."

A useless scholar.

Xie Xuechen also heard the words in his heart.

But he didn't respond, and he didn't know how to refute for a while.

You are much tougher and smarter than many people in this world.

No, you are far superior to them.

He heard Lin Zhu say one bad thing about himself, as if he could suddenly say a hundred good things about Lin Zhu.

Such a strange and strong mood, but the words came to his lips, and there was nowhere to open his mouth.

At this moment, Xie Xuechen hoped that Lin Zhu could hear his thoughts.

You are very good.

After another cup of tea, they flew from the Gyeonggi area to the capital city, folded their wings and landed on the top of the Buddhist temple tower impartially.

The little chipmunk really squinted for a while on the road, and now nestled between the black falcon's wings, carefully aiming down.

so high.It's good to fly.

He couldn't help but wonder why Xie Xuechen didn't turn himself into a bird.

"Because it takes a long time to learn to fly."

"Okay. Let's talk when we have time." Lin Zhu stretched out his paw and pointed him to the street and mansion in the distance.

"This is the six departments of the three provinces, and that is where the vassal king lives in Beijing. As for the prime minister's mansion...let me look for it."

"Oh! It's there! The Prime Minister's Mansion is the most luxurious mansion in the entire capital, and the favor of the emperor these years is considered to be extremely powerful!"

"Look, there are three ponds and six courtyards in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the colored paintings on the eaves are painted with lapis lazuli. I heard that one tael of lapis lazuli is one piece of gold!"

Xie Xuechen scoffed.

"The lapis lazuli in my palace is used to paint floor tiles."

...I'm not praising him! !

Where does your strange compulsion come from! !

The location was determined, but he did not set off hastily.

I heard most of the story from the paper demon before, and I know that the prime minister secretly used the demon paper to exchange the sky for the sun, so that the common people would get 20 taels out of ten taels, and used the name of the demon king to amass thousands of miles of money.

I really want to blow up this grandson's dog's head, but there is still a method to implement it.

Seeing that Lin Zhu is a gentle scholar, he has repeatedly made strange tricks before, and even came up with a way to let dogs kill them when he met vicious and vicious people who were devastated.

At this moment, Mo Falcon was watching the movement in the courtyard mansion with cold eyes, and did not go over immediately to bring justice from heaven.

"how do you want to do it?"

"I didn't think about it." Lin Zhu lay on his back, pondering: "This guy is a fish and meat, and all of them use your name. It sounds too much."

"Why don't you blow his head off, it's easy to implement."

Xie Xuechen let out a chuckle, and spread his wings and flew away.

Lin Zhu didn't notice that he took off suddenly, and instinctively hugged his shoulders tightly. Seeing the distance getting closer and closer, she felt a little stage fright for a while.

"Do you really want to do it?"

"Ah."

"Come on!!" He suddenly said, "I haven't hit anyone before, and I don't know if it's good to wash off the brains if it splashes on my face."

"Just try it once." Xie Xuechen deliberately teased him: "I will find you a convenient iron rod later."

Lin Zhu begged for mercy: "Another way! I can't beat people!"

Today is a holiday, and the prime minister is lying on the bed, snoring like thunder on the bed.

He is the standard appearance of a corrupt official in the storybook, he is fat and strong, and he has been enjoying big fish and meat all these years.

Not only was he sleeping in the bedroom, but there were five or six beautiful concubines surrounding him, some were pinching their shoulders and beating their legs, some were fanning with plain hands, none of them dared to neglect.

The mansion is also heavily guarded, it seems that it is to prevent enemies from sneaking in and causing trouble.

Not only is each house equipped with guards, but there are also guards with long forks on regular patrols.

But no amount of guards will notice the birds in the sky.

Mo Falcon turned around and landed on the eaves of his house without a sound.

"He's about to wake up."

Lin Zhu looked around and wanted to ask how did you know, when suddenly he saw something yellowish in oil swaying past.

It was a translucent wisp of soul, shaking as if drunk.

Looking at the appearance of the soul... Could it be Chen Chengxiang in his sleep? !

Mo Fun squinted his eyes to see that ray of dream soul dangling back to his body to wake up, when it touched the fat man, he suddenly opened his mouth and took a bite.

In his sleep, Prime Minister Chen started snoring, and turned over a little uneasy.

The strand of soul was caught off guard, twisting left and right, trying to get back into the body.

Twisting and pulling out the long beak, he pulled out all three souls and six souls.

It was the first time for Lin Zhu to see the twisted souls of living people, and he was scared and felt bad at the same time.

"Are you going to kill him like this?"

"Why kill it?"

The Mozun twirled a tactic at will, and the soul was rolled into a ball and followed beside him.

"Do you still remember, a long time ago, you made a wish."

"You said that those corrupt officials and the dog emperor deserve to go to the people to taste the hardships. It is best to go back to be an official after suffering enough."

Lin Zhu had forgotten that he had said such a thing, and was even more surprised that he remembered it now.

"Snow dust..."

"Ok?"

"You take me to heart."

When he said it without embellishment, the Mozun was dumbfounded again, speechless.

"In short." The man forcibly turned the conversation around: "Let's find a farmer who is taking a nap and turn their soul around."

"Then will you be condemned by God?"

"God's punishment... has been encountered countless times."

Mozun laughed at himself like a self-deprecating smile, and as if he was afraid that he would be worried, he explained again.

"It's only a ten-day transfer, and it's okay to exchange him for Nankey Yimeng."

That greasy yellow soul was thrown out so unexpectedly.

It precisely smashed into the head of a sleeping farmer in a farmhouse in the outskirts of Beijing.

The author says:

Here it is today, it will be updated tomorrow, and it will be updated until the end