I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 648

Early in the morning, Han Lingsha fed the birds, sneaked to the painting and offered sacrifices for the 13th time.

Shang Sheng Fan Li's painting Shua and suddenly rolled up.

"Boss, Shang Sheng is shy again!"

Han Lingsha giggled, her eyes bent into crescent moon, and flashily called inside.

This is her happiest entertainment since she found that Shang Sheng dared not accept the tribute from the pawnshop.

Gu Cheng leaned back on the couch and didn't bother to talk to her.

immature.

Han Lingsha couldn't get a response. She flattened her mouth and came to Gu Cheng, who was basking in the sun. She said softly, "boss, I want to ask you something, please."

"Not dead, don't teach, work."

Without opening his eyes, Gu Cheng spit out six words.

"Not dead" refers to her uncle Han Beikuang.

On that day, after Qiu steward left, Han Lingsha begged Gu Cheng to rescue her uncle Han Beikuang, so she didn't hesitate to pawn anything.

However, Gu Cheng said that the employees in the pawnshop can't pawn, and Han Beikuang has no worries about his life for the time being.

Han Lingsha was overjoyed and a little skeptical. She came to ask once a day.

As for "not teaching", Han Lingsha wanted to get the moon first and asked for the method of cultivating immortals.

Fate is hard to find.

Despite Gu Cheng's opening up of the fairy world and the establishment of Shushan faction, there have been many great schools of cultivating immortals in the past millennium, but compared with the large population in the human world, it is still extremely rare.

It's no wonder that Qiu steward did everything he could to seek benefits for his son.

It's just that whether the immortal is immortal and superior as in the common impression, that's not the category to be considered

know by oneself whether it is cold or warm.

Han Lingsha is also a member of the curious worship of Xiuxian. She hopes to change the defect of short life of Han family through cultivation.

Uncle was right. Even if he escaped this time, the curse of Han's short life is still like a sharp blade hanging overhead, which may fall at any time.

Only by cultivating immortals and finding out the defects of blood can we prolong the lives of ourselves and our family.

So when she found out that her boss might be a powerful expert in the world, don't mention how happy she was.

But Gu Cheng did not teach.

Just tell Han Lingsha that there will be a chance in the future.

The little girl couldn't stand it. She thought it was a test. While trying to perform, she couldn't help asking. She was rejected, performed again, and rejected again.

At this time, Han Lingsha was not disappointed. She ran to the backyard and cleaned diligently.

She is like a magpie that can't stop. She flies around. In less than half an hour, Yongan pawnshop becomes clean and spotless.

"Boss, I went shopping. What do you like to eat?"

Han Lingsha was very energetic when she was young. These little things are not worth mentioning. She clapped her hands and said something funny.

"It's almost the new year. Go and buy some new year goods!"

Gu Cheng opened his eyes and smiled.

Unconsciously, he came to Yuzhou City for half a year. Now it is a small year, which is very close to the new year.

When he was king, every Spring Festival was a big banquet for all officials to celebrate, but it was more a ceremony.

On the contrary, when I return to the human world in this world and watch the various forms of sentient beings with a born mentality, I have a unique feeling.

In a sense, Yong'an pawnshop is to replace the duty of heaven and make up for the lack of heaven.

Gu Cheng from the first stage of enlightenment to the second stage of substitution.

"Spring Festival!"

Han Lingsha also expressed emotion.

As a child of the Jianghu, she has no fixed residence and wanders all over the world. The Spring Festival is so close and so far away from her.

Unexpectedly, after leaving my uncle and coming to a strange pawnshop, I could have a safe and happy Spring Festival.

Put away her mood, she smiled like a flower and nodded heavily: "OK!"

Time flies, and it's new year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

At the round table in the backyard, Gu Cheng and Han Lingsha sat together and made dumplings together.

Han Lingsha is clever and skillful. She learns and does it now. Looking at Gu Cheng's technique, she will soon learn it. She is also clever. She soon picked up an octagonal dumpling: "boss, look, I made it!"

Gu Cheng looked at her with some flour on her face. Her simple and charming appearance was lovable. He smiled and praised her: "capable!"

When the dumplings were cooked, Gu Cheng took out a red envelope from his arms and handed it over: "Happy New Year!"

"Wow, the boss is such a good man!"

Han Lingsha quickly stretched out her tender little hand and took it with both hands. She looked happy and intoxicated. She also had some realistic acting skills in her happiness.

However, when she opened the red envelope, her little face took another slight puff.

Too little

Just give me a red envelope. As for being so stingy?

Gu Cheng is now purely a born person. He has never deliberately earned money. The red envelope truly reflects his economic situation. He took out a pair of Spring Festival couplets and asked Han Lingsha to stick them.

Han Lingsha moved a high wooden pier, jumped up and quickly completed the task. Looking at the spring festival couplet, she was stunned: "boss, why is there no word on it?"

"When it should be, it will be!"

On the bare door, two blank Spring Festival couplets were pasted. Han Lingsha tilted her head: "what about the door god? Why not?"

Just after asking, she knew the answer.

Shang saints dare not accept tribute. What kind of door god is needed to protect Yong'an pawnshop?

But this thought was very insecure. Her small eyes rolled around, ran back to the house, took a rune pen, spread out the red paper: "boss, can I draw two door gods?"

Gu Cheng smiled: "who are you going to draw?"

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others!"

Han Lingsha painted two door gods on the red paper, one is Gu Cheng and the other is herself. The lines are simple, but they really have a charm.

This is to protect yourself.

She looked at the red paper and looked forward to it: "boss, do you think one day I will become a saint and an immortal, be worshipped and protect the world?"

"Remember your ambition and don't miss the opportunity to change the constraints of fate in the future."

Gu Cheng smiled and suddenly looked at the sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

I saw several fireworks rising in the dark, blooming with infinite brilliant light, illuminating Han Lingsha's amazing face.

In his eyes, thousands of lights are reflected, and the lines of fate of human beings and all living creatures are intertwined.

Yuzhou is the capital of a state. Many fireworks are released every Spring Festival. It takes half an hour for the colorful sky to disperse.

At this time, a lonely fireworks, some untimely rose into the sky, bloomed thousands of gorgeous beauty, and then dispersed in the green smoke.

At this moment, Gu Cheng thought of Xiyao on the sacred tree, longkui in the fairy world, and returning to the seal of mountains and rivers after becoming an immortal, hoping to raise the small world to the civil and military of Xianwu.

Compared with the richness of humanity and the feeling of heaven, it's really lonely.

But to get rid of all constraints, we have to go through.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers began to sound, first a few, and then the whole city roared through.

"Happy New Year!"

"Good luck!"

However, in the blessing of laughter and laughter, a fierce team broke into the city guard's residence. At the same time, several swords flashed on the sky and fell outside the city.