Chapter 5. Discussion between the Three Foolish People at Ju Yang Temple at Night

Realizing the look they were giving, Xie Lian smiled faintly and turned around. He asked, "Is this your first time seeing a neck that really curses directly?"

Cursed Neck, as the name implies, is a curse in the form of a shackle on the neck.

The heavenly Officers sent down and banished from heaven will receive a sign of sin on their bodies, which can be summed up as heavenly anger. The sign will resemble the fetter, which shackles the spiritual power of the heavenly official. That is something that cannot be removed or damaged by the owner. It's the same with tattooing their faces or shackling their feet and hands with chains. It is a form of punishment as well as a warning, which can make the owner feel fear and shame.

As a person who became a laughing stock for the three realms and also a person who was thrown away by heaven twice, Xie Lian automatically got the shackles printed like this in his body. But, of course it feels different between hearing it from others in passing and seeing it directly with both of their eyes. Hence, Xie Lian understood why these two gods of war had such expressions on their faces.

It may be that these cursed shackles make them scared and uncomfortable. However this is not a good thing.

Pretending to look for a shirt, Xie Lian wants to get out and walk for a while. But, that could not happen because Fu Yao rolled his eyes again (XD) and said, "That would not be indecent to you, could you come out looking like that on the main road?" Finally, Nan Feng casually took clothes from the temple to give. to Xie Lian, stop him from his 'indecent' plan. But after Xie Lian tidied herself up and sat down again, she felt that the situation was awkward because of that incident.

For that reason, Xie Lian opened the scroll given to him by Ling Wen Palace and asked, "do you want to see this one more time?"

"I've seen it. I think he needs to look at it one more time. "Nan Feng answered while raising his head and looking at him.

Fu Yao replied, "What do you mean I have to see that one more time? The scrolls don't even have details - absolutely useless. Is it appropriate to read it over and over again? "

When he heard Fu Yao say that this scroll was completely useless, Xie Lian felt sorry for the Literary Gods who were in the Ling Wen Palace Hall. The gods wrote many scrolls, even their faces turned gray. Then Xie Lian heard continuing, "Ah, where were we?" Oh yeah, the reason why Nan Yang can have a lot of female followers, right? "

Alright, Xie Lian put away the scroll and massaged her temples. In his heart he knew that tonight they would not read anything.

If there is no work that can be completed, at least this situation must be straightened out. It turns out that besides His Majesty the Prince who had spent hundreds of years collecting garbage in the human realm, at this time all the other gods realized the reason. Nan Yang ZhenJun Feng Xin, once called Ju Yang (Extraordinary Male) for several years. People who have that name even hate that name. Seeing what happened to Feng Xin, other people could only say with words: "Very Unfair!"

This is because the correct way and when the name is supposed to be Ju Yang (very bright), but because of the different characters in the Chinese characters for 'Ju', the name is misunderstood because of that small mistake.

A few years ago, a ruler wanted to renovate his temple. To show his sincerity, he personally wrote his words on the placards in all the temple halls. However, when he wrote the words on the placard for the Ju Yang Palace Hall, he misspelled the first letter.

At that time, an officer in charge of renovating the temple was very worried. He felt very confused. Has His Majesty changed his name? Or is he not careful and makes mistakes? If he changes his name why doesn't he announce it? But if this was not intentional, how could he possibly make a trivial mistake like this? There's no way he went to face and say. "Your Majesty, you made a mistake." Could the noble think that he was mocking his carelessness? Or maybe the noble will think that he accuses His Majesty of being shallow and heartless! Besides, this is made with His Majesty's precious ink, will it be in vain?

The most difficult thing to do is to guess what the Emperor meant. The clerk became very dilemma. However, after thinking carefully he decided to cause sadness to Ju Yang ZhenJun instead of making His Majesty feel guilty.

It could be said if the officer made the right decision. When His Majesty learned that Ju Yang (Very Bright) had changed to Ju Yang (Extraordinary Male), he did not say anything. Instead, he invited several experts, and then eagerly flipped through ancient books. After finding many small details that justify the reason for the change, they wrote many articles, doing their best to prove that the original spelling was Ju Yang (Extraordinary Male) and that Ju Yang (Very Bright) was the wrong way to write it. In short after that incident, the entire Ju Yang temple has been transformed into a Ju Yang (Extraordinary Male) temple.

Feng Xin who got this name change didn't find out about it until ten years passed. He never paid attention to the mark in his own temple. One day he suddenly felt very sad. Why do so many women come to worship him at his temple? And also, why do they all look shy, so they pray with their blushing faces? What kind of things do they ask for when they light incense?

After knowing what happened, Feng Xin rushed to the top of the horizon, facing the very hot sun and the vast sky, then he took a curse (sorry to be angry can't ahha)

Not surprisingly, he surprised all the officers who were there.

After he finished swearing, there was nothing he could do. If they want to worship him then he can only let them worship him. There was no way he could make the life of these pious women prayers difficult. So, he ventured to listen to their requests for several years. This continued until the ruler felt that the nickname of Ju Yang (Extraordinary Male) was too embarrassing, so he decided to change it to Nan Yang. At the same time, the gods finally knew how to tempt Nan Yang Zhen Jun. Just by saying a few words: "He is Male!"

As long as you don't make him curse people, then everything will be fine!

There, Nan Feng's face became very black and could be compared to an old pot. On the other hand, Fu Yao passionately said, "Friends of women, the best solution when wanting a child, the secret to increasing male fertility, Nan Yang, the giver of the child. Ah ha ha, ah ha ha, ah ha ha ha ha ha .... "

Xie Lian refrained from smiling, trying to give a little respect to the statue of Lord Nan Yang in front of them. Suddenly Nan Feng spoke in an angry tone, "Stop, if you feel too reluctant, don't panic, you can sweep the floor."

When Nang Feng said that sentence, Fu Yao's face also turned black. It could be said that if there were things that the inhabitants of Nan Yang Palace did not want to hear in the past, then things that Xuan Zhen Palace residents could not tolerate were 'sweeping the floor', things like that. Because when Mu Qing did a strange job at Huang Ji Temple, what he did was to deliver tea to His Highness Prince Xie Lian, give him water, sweep the floor or clean his bed. One day, Xie LIan saw how he recited sentences of virtue while sweeping the floor and was very touched to see how Mu Qing could fight against pain and struggle to continue learning. This made him make a request to the Reverend Minister to accept Mu Qing as their student.

This ... how to say? That is something that can be said to be very important, or it can be said that is trivial. That can be a very embarrassing thing for the person concerned or it can also be a meaningless thing for him. However, regardless of what he thought, people assumed that this was an embarrassing thing he had experienced throughout his life. Because, Mu Qing and all the gods of war in his palace would be silent when someone discussed it. Sure enough, Fu Yao was silent for a moment then looked at Xie Lian who was very innocent, waved his hand and stood to the side. Fu Yao smiled and spoke sharply, "If you say that, people who don't understand will think that you are the deities of Nan Yang Palace who have helped the Prince."

Nan Feng also smiled sarcastically. "Your general is the one who threw away helped him, what more can you say?"

"Uh ..." Xie Lian had just wanted to stop their debate, when Fu Yao said and chuckled, "Ah ha ha, your general thief shouted a thief. What is your right to say that? "

"..." Xie Lian could no longer bear to hear their fight which carried her to blame the two generals. He interrupted, "Wait, wait! Stop, stop. "

Nobody ignored it. And finally they started fighting. Xie Lian didn't know who started it first, but the offering table had been split in two. Seeing this, it was impossible to keep them from fighting. So, he sat in a corner and sighed, "Ah, how unlucky." He quoted a small steamed bun that rolled to his side. Then, he cleanses and removes the skin and plans to eat it.

However, when Nan Feng glanced with the corner of his eye at Xie Lian, he then swung his hand to throw away the bread. "Don't Eat It!"

Fu Yao also stopped and spoke disparagingly, "it's even fallen to the floor and it's dusty, are you still going to eat it?"

Xie Lian used this opportunity to wave his hand again. He said, "Stop, stop, stop, I want to say something."

After fighting these two gods of war, Xie Lian spoke in a friendly tone, "First, Your Highness the Prince you mean is me. This prince doesn't say anything, so don't use me as an excuse to attack each other. "He paused and then added a few sentences," I'm sure, your two Generals will never do anything like this. With your behavior like this, what about their self-esteem? "

When he said that, the expressions of the two gods of war turned strange. Xie Lian then continued saying, "Second, you are here to help me, right? Then, should you be listening to me or am I listening to you? "

After a short silence, the two finally answered, "We should have listened to you."

Even though they say that, but their faces are like saying, 'don't dream we will listen to you.' Then, he claps his hands and says, "The last third, the most important point - if it is really needed to throw something away, please don't throw away food just throw me away. "

Meanwhile, Nan Feng knew the steamed buns he had taken and held in his hand - which he would eat when he had the chance later. Losing his temper, Nan Feng shouted, "It has fallen to the floor, don't eat it again!"

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The next day, at the Chance Encounter teahouse.

The owner of the teahouse was relaxing while crossing his legs again, from a distance he saw three figures approaching. A priest who wore a simple white shirt and wore a bamboo hat walked in front, while two tall teenagers who wore black clothes followed behind him.

The priest arrived and casually crossed his arms, looking more relaxed than the teahouse owner, he casually said, "Sir, sorry to disturb his comfort, but can I order three glasses of tea?"

The teahouse owner replied with a smile, "Alright!"

However, in his heart, the teahouse owner thought: these three stupid brothers are here again! Poor thing, the other two look more honorable than the other. But their brains are just as painful !! They always talk about the god or eternity, this ghost or the heaven. These people are mentally ill. No matter how elegant their appearance may be, what's the use of them?

Xie Lian chose the bench next to the window again. After everyone sat down, Nan Feng spoke, "Why did you come to this place to talk about things like this? Can you guarantee that no one will hear us? "

Xie Lian answered in a calm tone, "No problem. Even though they listen to us, they will not do anything. They will only think we are mentally ill. "

"..."

Xie Lian continued, "To avoid wasting our time like before, let's just get to the point. After calming down, do you have a plan? "

Fu Yao's eyes lit up as he said in a cold tone, "Let's just kill it!"

Nan Feng snorted, "Can't be stupid!"

"Nan Feng, you don't need to be that rude. What Fu Yao said was not wrong. The basic thing to solve this problem is to kill it. But the problem is, where can we kill him? Who should we kill? How do we kill him? I suggest ... "

At that moment, the sound of drum beats was heard again from the street. So the three of them looked out the window.

And again, it was a group of relatives who were delivering the bride. A procession where people play their instruments while they scream. Even their screams sound like roars and make sure people can hear them. Seeing this, Nan Feng asked, "Don't the people who live in the Yu Jun area not dare to make a big commotion and celebration when they are having a wedding?"

In this procession line, all the people are strong men with brown skin. Their faces and muscles all tightened and their foreheads were filled with cold sweat. It was as if the stretcher they were carrying wasn't a stretcher of marriage filled with joy but like carrying a stretcher that would hold their souls, cut off their heads, force them to die. Xie Lian wondered what kind of person sat in the palanquin.

Pondering for a while, Xie Lian was about to come out to see when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew. The curtain on one side of the stretcher was exposed to the wind and flew up.

The person behind the curtain has a very strange posture like lying on his side on a stretcher. His head was also bent, and what was revealed behind his veil was a mouth painted red. However, the angle of his smile looks too wide. The stretcher jerked and the veil slid down, revealing a pair of round eyes. Eyes that stared firmly at them.

It certainly looked like the woman who had broken her neck and was currently laughing silently at them.

Xie Lian didn't know whether it was because the hand of the person carrying the stretcher shook too much, because the stretcher wasn't too stable. The woman's head also followed the stretcher movements and swayed. It sways and sways ... until BUG! A head fell and rolled onto the road.

And the headless body also fell forward. With a loud bang, the entire body fell from the stretcher.