"I wonder what else is there for Brother Li?" Xu Yi looked at Li Xiuluo.

Li Shura sighed, "Brother Xu is really a strange man. People in this world regard ghosts as evil thieves. They must try to destroy them and be quick. They have never seen Brother Xu treat ghosts like humans like this."

"Are humans? Ghosts? In Xu's eyes, it is just a combination of two things. When a person dies, he becomes a ghost. The natural law. When a person dies, he will eventually become a ghost. If he treats ghosts like thieves, wouldn't he regard himself as a thief? People fear ghosts, but they are mostly afraid of unknowns. If someone does not fear them, they will not hate them."

Xu Yi was saying a brilliant saying, but in fact it was because of his deep feelings.

When it comes to himself, if you say it thoroughly, it is just a ghost possessed by a human body. In addition, Le Chen is a ghost, but he has the grace of giving him the gift.

With all this, how could he hate it when he sees ghosts?

"What a good word! It's a big deal!"

Li Shura picked up the wine in the glass and drank it all in one go, "Brother Xu is a man of temperament. Li fell in love with the same thing as he saw it, but he didn't know if Brother Xu wanted to hear Li's story."

"Brother Li, please speak."

Xu Yi sat down and realized that a turning point had appeared.

Li Shura said, "Li is a member of the Shenjing family..."

It turned out that the Li family, where Li Shura came from, was also a famous family in the Shenjing. They were the commander of the imperial guards of the imperial city for several generations. When Li Shura was passed down to Li Shura's generation, only Li Shura was left.

Fortunately, Li Xiuluo was quite successful. At the age of 25, he entered the Qihai Realm and married the beautiful Su family, and lived a happy life for ten years.

At this point, the story became cliché.

The beauty of Su's family is still gorgeous, which attracted the attention of the Wen family's Yanei. After a carefully designed vicious plan, Li Xiuluo died. The Wen family's Yanei actually let his ghost take shape and defiled the beauty of Su's family in front of his ghost. The beautiful woman of Su's family committed suicide and died.

Wen Jiayanei slowly activated the secret technique at this time, and asked Li Xiuluo's ghost to disappear.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes. Li Xiuluo's resentment surged into the sky, and his ghost changed strangely. The secret technique of the Wen family's yamen failed and even made him escape. After more than a hundred years of twists and turns, he finally became a ghost king.

After Li Xiuluo finished speaking, Xu Yi sighed, "The evil man deserves to die. I wonder if Brother Li has revenged his great revenge!"

Li Xiuluo said, "If you can get it, Li's early soul will return to the underworld and reunite with his deceased wife. The thief is blind, and the surname Wen is full of evil deeds. He practices martial arts for a hundred years, but his body is still alive. Ten years ago, he entered the realm of soul-sensing. Li's deep blood hatred is afraid that he will not be able to avenge his life."

Xu Yi realized it and sighed, saying, "If such a evil thief is not destroyed, the laws of heaven will not tolerate it. Although a certain realm is low, it would be too loud to say that he would avenge Brother Li. He could only promise that one day, Xu will succeed in his cultivation and will definitely not forget Brother Li's hatred."

Unexpectedly, Li Shuluo waved his hand and said, "Li was already a little surprised when taking revenge. Brother Xu didn't bother with me. Besides, no matter how precious the Ghost King saliva was, it was impossible to match the life of an old monster in the soul-sensing stage. How could Li not be ungrateful?"

"What does Brother Li mean?"

Xu Yi was puzzled.

Li Xiuluo said, "Brother Xu's poems have become a shocking ghost. Li admires him very much. In front of Li's deceased wife, he likes poetry the most. Now, the deceased wife has been leaving me for more than a hundred years. Li has no choice but to ask for a masterpiece from Brother Xu and bring it to his deceased wife's grave to burn it. It is my whole heart."

Xu Yi was stunned and immediately said, "This matter is Yi Er."

After pondering for a moment, I tore off a piece of my clothes, broke my index finger, and the blood soaked my fingertips, and my fingers were like the wind. I instantly learned the words and appeared on the cloth.

Li Xiuluo recited, "A hundred years of life and death are vast, and if you don't think about it, you will never forget it. There is no place to talk about desolation in the lonely tombs thousands of miles away. Even if you meet, you will not recognize them. The face is covered with dust and your hair is like frost. When you come to the night of a dream, you will suddenly return home. The window is dressing up, looking at each other without words. Only tears flow thousands of times. It is expected that the heartbreaking place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night is short pine hills."

After reading the poem, Li Shura's face was twisted again. Gui Ruo was already full of tears. He lifted up his robe and was about to kneel down. Xu Yi turned his body and avoided it.

Li Xiuluo had no choice but to stand up, bow deeply, and said, "After Brother Xu gave this article, my wife knows this, so she should be able to smile."

While speaking, I had a micro clay pot the size of a fingernail in my hand. I lowered my head and spitted it into the clay pot twice. Two drops of green liquid fell into the jar.

Li Xiuluo put the pottery jar on the table, "One drop can break most of the Zhizheng ban, and the other drop is left as Brother Xu just in case. Two drops of Ghost King saliva are not as good as Brother Xu's divine chapter. If you meet again in the future, Brother Xu will never dare to refuse."

After saying that, his figure unfolded and disappeared at the end of Ba Bridge in an instant.

"If a ghost has feelings, it will move!"

Xu Yi put away the small clay pot and murmured.

At this moment, the red light of the gold medal in his arms flashed rapidly. He hurriedly spread his body and rushed towards the imperial city.

An hour later, he saw Lu Shanren, who was already waiting for a smoke from his nose, in the corner tower in front of Xuanwu Gate.

"You're here, I'm so hard to wait!"

Commander Lu, who had always been calm and composed, took two steps at a time, walked quickly to the front, and said in a hurry.

"I wonder what the senior brother is waiting for me? Could it be that the mission is going to be taken?"

Xu Yi thought to himself, if the task really takes place, it would be a big problem.

Lu Shanren punched his shoulder heavily, "That's a big deal, it's not something you guys have caused."

"What happened to me again?" Xu Yi was puzzled.

Lu Shanren said, "Also pretend! The good thing you did in Duke Cheng's mansion!"

Xu Yiqi said, "Isn't it just a licence? What a big deal!"

"It's all about the license plate. The poems you made and the three poems that broke the sky!"

Lu Shanren and his anxious and white face were so anxious that they couldn't afford to be so anxious as Xu Yi.

"What's wrong with the three poems? You'll know so soon."

As a later generation, Xu Yi was busy practicing when he first arrived in this world. How could he know the fanaticism of the King of Yue for poetry? Naturally, he would not know how great his three excellent poems had in Shenjing.

Lu Shanren said, "Why did I know so soon? It was clearly the last one. Do you know that the three poems you wrote in Chengguo Duke's Mansion were first collected by Chengguo Duke, but then they were asked by the third prince. Now they are probably passed on to the imperial court. You, you have this ability, why do you come to me to join in the fun? With this talent, you are not as good as finding a top scholar? I have the blame for Shangguan, saying that Lu is not aware of people. He is obviously a romantic talent, so why did he become a guard of Zhirui? Now several ministries are busy transferring you to listen to the bad guys. Boy, what are your opinions?"

This is Lu Shanren's purpose. Xu Yi's three poems touched Shenjing. He was about to become a famous figure in the Shenjing. The emperor would add a blue eye to the emperor. It was clearly a hot commodity.
Chapter completed!