Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The night is already deep, and the person being discussed in the study room of Dayong Palace is sitting quietly in a woodland beside the canal.

The cat demon was still being burned by the fire, but after the gourd mouth was covered, the screams could no longer be heard.

"Sir, how many lives do you think this cat demon has left?"

Hui Mian looked at the gourd carefully, then looked up at Yi Shuyuan's profile.

"I heard that the Nine-Life Cat Demon only has one life left, but he died at least twice just by your hands."

"It doesn't matter how many lives she has left, just refine her in the furnace. Even if she has ten lives, she will be refined to death!"

Yi Shuyuan answered like this.

You have to be able to escape if you have more lives. If you can't escape, the extra lives are just a few more pains. Although the Gourd of Heaven and Earth and your own fairy furnace of artistic conception are not the Eight Diagrams furnace of Taishang Laojun, you are not Sun Wukong either!

Hui Mian nodded and looked at the folding fan Yinchen in Yi Shuyuan's hand.

"Well, look at that coffin?"

Yi Shuyuan had also placed the folding fan in front of him and looked at the coffin pattern on one side of the fan.

"I think so too."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan flicked his fan.

"Boom" sound.

A copper coffin was shaken out from the fan, and Yi Shuyuan felt the ground beneath his feet shake slightly.

"You can't tell from the outside."

Yi Shuyuan murmured, gently tapped the coffin lid with his fan, and with a slight exertion, the coffin lid fell to the ground with a clang.

Yi Shuyuan's pupils dilated slightly, and a black outline appeared inside.

It's just that the last time General Crab and the others were underwater, they thought they were facing real corpses, but now it was obvious that they could only be regarded as shadows of corpses.

It is said to be a corpse shadow, but it is actually very different from the last time underwater. The corpse aura is not strong, but more like a pure gathering of extremely yin energy.

As if stimulated by the falling rain, the originally silent corpse suddenly moved.

"Roar"

A low roar came from the coffin, and the corpse almost immediately wanted to fly out, and as soon as it came into contact with the outside atmosphere, the extremely yin energy was quickly contaminated with filth.

Yi Shuyuan's dilated pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately opened the folding fan into the coffin.

"Woooo."

A strong wind roared, directly pressing the corpse into the coffin and unable to move. Yi Shuyuan had already stepped on the coffin lid with one foot, and the huge copper lid rolled and flew up.

While the coffin lid was still in the air, a fire was already ignited inside the coffin, which instantly burned the weak corpse inside the coffin.

"boom"

The coffin lid was closed again at this moment, and Yi Shuyuan jumped up and sat on the coffin.

Although it was not a big deal, it did scare Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian.

"Sir, weren't the things in the coffin destroyed by General Crab? Why are they still there?"

"There's nothing else, he's obviously a new student!"

Sealed in the chanting dust, the coffin has almost no external source of vitality, so this corpse shadow may have been born in the days when General Crab and others dragged it back.

"Sir, the secret of the cat demon may be related to this coffin. So, can you learn from this change in fate?"

"What a shame!"

As he spoke, the folding fan in Yi Shuyuan's hand transformed into a pen, and he wrote a large word "Zhen" on the coffin board, and then sealed the coffin into the fan again.

"I don't know where the original body in this coffin went?"

Hui Mian trembled all over after hearing this.

"It's late at night, sir, don't say such scary things!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't say anything else. Although he definitely couldn't learn from the coffin, the observations he made while refining the cat demon can be regarded as some gains.

No matter how bad it is, even if it doesn't help much in cultivation, at least it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people! ——

When Yi Shuyuan brought Hui Mian back to Chengtianfu City, it was already dawn, but it was still early, there were not many people on the streets in the city, and even the city gates were not open yet.

On the edge of the port city, five people were walking from the direction of the Thirteenth Floor, arm in arm with each other. Some of them were still a little wobbly in their steps. It was not clear whether it was because they were still drunk or because they were weak.

A group of people were talking while walking. The general meaning is: Beijing is such a good place!

Then suddenly one of them broke away from the others and went to the side and shouted to the sky.

"How unfair is God? Why can't a few of us, who are outstanding in academics, be named on the gold medal list——"

"well!"

"Brother Meng, I'll just keep up the good work!"

"Yes, if you don't succeed now, there will be another year. If we study hard for another three years, we will definitely become a saint one day!"

"It makes sense!" "It's absolutely true!"

"But the girls from all over the Thirteenth Floor are really nice!"

"Yes, yes, each has his own merits!"

The conversation among the five people immediately became obscene, and they helped each other towards the outside of the city gate.

Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian had already landed in the port city. They looked at the few people there holding hands. They felt sad for the spring and autumn and complained about others. At the same time, they discussed the advantages of Thirteenth Floor, and even mentioned the dragon. The matter between Feiyang and Zhuo Qing.

Hui Mian stood on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, looked in the direction of the five people, and said in a strange tone.

"There are more and more of them, sir. I think we should just forget about Chu Hang. No one will die anyway."

Yi Shuyuan was also dumbfounded. These guys couldn't be named on the gold list. Do they really have the nerve to ask the sky?

Well, it's possible that he didn't make the cut so he felt uncomfortable and vented his depression, but Yi Shuyuan still didn't beat him to death with a stick.

But these two guys, Chu Hang and Yang Bencai, would definitely not be unjust if they hit them with a stick.

Hui Mian's words were just a joke. Yi Shuyuan agreed to other people's affairs, so naturally he couldn't ignore them. Besides, he himself was a little curious.

After watching for a while, Yi Shuyuan walked in the direction of the five people. Judging from the situation, those few people would not go to the buildings in the port city.

"Why bother? Anyway, we often go to Thirteenth Floor. Why don't we just find an inn to stay in Hong Kong City? We still have to go back to the city."

Hui Mian said this, but Yi Shuyuan seemed to be able to guess the psychology of the five people.

"That's still different. They definitely have to stay in the inn on Gongshi Street. Sometimes people are like that. It's hard to explain. In the eyes of outsiders, there is no need to persist."

"ah?"

Although Hui Mian was very smart, he obviously didn't understand Yi Shuyuan's words, but Yi Shuyuan was too lazy to explain.

On the only way to the city gate, Yi Shuyuan stood there waiting for the five people to approach little by little.

About a dozen steps away, someone finally spotted someone standing by the road.

"Huh? Huh! That's Brother Yi!"

Yang Bencai was the first to discover Yi Shuyuan and immediately faced Chu Hangdao excitedly.

"Brother Chu, it's Mr. Yi. Aren't you always looking for Mr. Yi? It's Mr. Yi!"

Obviously, Yang Bencai must have told Chu Hang about the journey, so Chu Hang also knew that he and Yi Shuyuan came all the way by boat.

After hearing Yang Bencai's words, Chu Hang immediately perked up, and like him, the other three followed Yang Bencai's fingers and looked towards the roadside not far away.

A man in blue shirt holding a folding fan was standing over there.

Chu Hang suddenly woke up a lot. His slightly swaying body hurried to Yi Shuyuan's side. He patted his forehead and looked up and down to confirm that he was not dreaming.

Yi Shuyuan didn't say anything and looked at Chu Hang with a slight frown.

"Mr. Yi, is it really you? Your hair is really so gray. What happened?"

It was rare that Chu Hang cared about Yi Shuyuan first.

Yi Shuyuan shook his head, looked at Chu Hang and then at Yang Bencai not far away, and said with a slight smile.

"It seems that Brother Chu and Brother Yang must have been named on the gold list, which is really gratifying! To be successful in life, you must have all the fun, and you are really a romantic and talented person who pursues happiness there until dawn!"

"Uh this"

Not only was Chu Hang's face hot, Yang Bencai also looked embarrassed, and the other three people seemed to have different expressions.

Unlike others, Chu Hang understood that Yi Shuyuan was a strange person and had some special abilities. Although he didn't understand much, he at least knew that Mr. Yi must know that he didn't make the list. This was clearly a satire on himself.

"Mr. Yi, why are you mocking us? We failed in the imperial examination and are just drinking to drown our sorrows."

Yi Shuyuan shook his head.

"Then how long will Brother Chu need to relieve his worries here? It seems that he is a little reluctant to leave?"

"Hey, Mr. Yi, you can't tell my uncle! Oh, by the way, Mr. Yi, these are my new friends. As you know, Brother Yang, these three are Brother Meng Changxian, Brother Dugu Zhang, Brother Dugu, Brother An Ya and Zhong An are both well-educated men!"

After saying that, Yang Bencai turned his head to the back.

"Everyone, this is Mr. Yi, uh, a friend of the elders in the family."

Chu Hang hesitated, but still didn't dare to talk about friendship.

Although the title he just addressed was a bit strange, looking at Yi Shuyuan's gray hair, he didn't dare to neglect the etiquette. They all saluted and seemed to have sobered up a lot.

"I've met Mr. Yi!"

Even Yang Bencai stopped calling him "Brother Yi" and started calling him Mr. Yi.

Yi Shuyuan returned the gift with his hand and looked at Chu Hang again.

"Brother Chu, you are worrying too much. Yi is not a person who likes to gossip, and it is impossible for him to make a special trip to talk to Master Wu about this kind of thing."

When Yi Shuyuan said this, Hui Mian was already snickering in his heart. Indeed, the gentleman would not make a small report, but he just didn't know when he might turn this matter into a storyteller.

But Yi Shuyuan's words continued.

"Besides, Yi believes in the nature of food and sex, and also understands the distress of failing in the imperial examination. Well, Brother Chu, please take care of yourself, and Yi will say goodbye! Brother Yang, and everyone else, please take your leave!"

"Hey, well go, Mr. Yi!" "Sir, please!"

Several people saluted one after another, and even Chu Hang handed him off.

It was only after Yi Shuyuan walked some distance away from Fucheng and Gangcheng that Yang Ben scratched his head and looked at Chu Hang.

"Brother Chu, haven't you always wanted to find Mr. Yi? I thought he owed you money or had something urgent. The relationship is just to say a few words and prevent Mr. Yi from saying too much to the elders?"

After waking up the dreamer with one sentence, Chu Hang suddenly slapped himself hard.

"Pa~"

The slap on the face sounded loud and clear. While others were still stunned, Chu Hang had already chased him out.

"Sir, stay here, Mr. Yi - you have to save me -"

Hearing Chu Hang shouting and chasing after him, Yi Shuyuan fanned himself but didn't stop at all. It seemed that he was just walking a little faster, but Chu Hang staggered over and ran towards him but couldn't catch up.

"Oh, I'm still looking for help from you, but I think it's hopeless!"

Hui Mian said with a smile in Yi Shuyuan's ear.

Yi Shuyuan looked calm and just walked.

"Help him sweat first and wake up at the bar."