The temporary judge wants to cultivate immortality

If it weren't for the system constantly beeping, Shen Xiaoliu would definitely have slept until noon.

But ideals are perfect, while reality is systemic. Before dawn, Shen Xiaoliu's head felt like it had been blown open by Li Yunlong's Italian cannon, and he had no choice but to get out of bed. Even Er Ya, who was used to getting up early, couldn't help but look at him with teary eyes, thinking that this was a last burst of energy after a serious illness.

Many readers of Blue may understand that in the early morning hours, a certain part of the body will always operate independently for a period of time without the brain's permission, either setting up a tent or propping up a body; the only difference is whether one sleeps naked or not.

Especially now, in front of Xiao Liu, the quilt, bathed in the first rays of morning light, covered the woman's upper body on the kang bed, revealing only two long, slender, jade-like legs that were as white as jade. As her calves bent and bent, a faint fragrance emanated from them, as if she were making a final call to Xiao Liu.

The lion can tolerate it, but I can't!

The system's clanging and banging in his mind was almost too loud to bear. Xiao Liu didn't care about that anymore. He ripped off Er Ya's clothes, but all he got in return was a "whoop!" Er Ya quickly wrapped herself in the quilt, her face flushed red and twisted into a ball. She said in a barely audible voice, "Husband, I'm having my period."

The system's voice appeared almost simultaneously: "Warning: A crimson, cold substance is near the body; it will immediately destroy the host's physical form."

"You two...you two are in cahoots!" Xiao Liu's face turned bright red, his back teeth grinding together as he got down from the tent.

Er Ya hurriedly asked, "Where is my husband going so early in the morning?"

"Yihonglou!"

The woman still on the kang (heated brick bed) naturally didn't take it seriously, and just covered her face with the quilt and giggled.

The door to Da Chengzi's east room remained closed, but three bundles of firewood had appeared in front of it. It was unclear whether the man had stayed up all night to collect them on the mountain or had gone to someone else's house to rob them.

But the door to the west room where Sanpangzi had stayed yesterday was open, and the kang (heated brick bed) was still burning hot, obviously because Dachengzi had added new firewood. This was perhaps his unique way of mourning.

"Ding! System Task Two has been issued. Before noon, manage a merit-making shrine in the courtyard. Upon completion, you will be rewarded with a random beginner-level spell. If you fail, you will lose ten years of your lifespan."

Xiao Liu listened carefully to the task, barely suppressing his habitual utterance: "There are only three rooms in this courtyard. You want to build a temple before noon? Are you sent by the King of Hell to conspire with Huang Simao to kill me?"

"Reporting to the host, the size of the temple does not matter, and the offerings do not depend on the status of the deity. Just place yesterday's reward in front of the deity."

Xiao Liu frowned upon hearing this, then suddenly remembered the red paper Er Ya had pasted in front of the stove and asked, "Is the Kitchen God considered a deity?"

"Reporting to the host, it is most appropriate for the Kitchen God to record the family's merits and report them to the Lord God of Heaven."

"Well, that's fitting," Xiao Liu muttered, picking up a feather duster and doing manual labor, carrying an incense table, arranging prayer cushions, and reluctantly taking the pure gold incense burner out of the cabinet. He then casually stuffed the silver notes and thumb ring left by Wu Sangui yesterday into Er Ya's jewelry box in the cabinet.

Er Ya never touches the jewelry box, because it's useless anyway; it's empty.

He wasn't afraid that Er Ya would find the valuables; Xiao Liu was just worried that if Er Ya, a country girl, found them, she would immediately report it to the authorities, bringing trouble upon himself. But he knew very well that the money was left by San Pangzi for Er Ya to enjoy.

When everything was finally tidied up, the west room was filled with smoke, so Xiao Liu simply moved the entire kitchen to the west room, because the original kitchen simply couldn't accommodate all those items.

"System, is this what you mean?" he asked the system as he finished working.

"Ding! The arrangement is reasonable, the altar is clean, the spirit of the Kitchen God has been attached, and the host can check it."

Xiao Liu was originally an atheist, but the events of the past few days had made him realize the meaning of "the gods are watching over us," and he immediately exclaimed, "The Kitchen God is here?"

He turned around and went back to the west room. He saw that where the red paper had been pasted in front of the incense table, there was now a statue of a god wearing a red robe, holding a jade slip in his arms, with two children on his left and right. The statue was so lifelike that it looked like three living people. It was dignified and majestic, but its eyes were full of kindness and peace.

Just as Xiao Liu was about to go back to his room to tell Er Ya, the system suddenly spoke up: "Given the host's excellent completion of the mission and his honesty in the face of bribes yesterday, the system will reward the host with a mid-level beginner spell as encouragement."

"Just tell me what it is, don't make those thunderous noises, they scared my wife," Xiao Liu said, still feeling lingering fear as he recalled the passive lightning spell from yesterday.

"Insight Technique installed. Please review."

"What do you mean? Hey, I haven't said I'm receiving it yet..." he was saying when he felt a golden light enter his head, and his eyes immediately became icy cold. How to describe the feeling? Have you ever used eye drops with mint on them? That's the feeling.

Xiao Liu burst into tears instantly, squatting on the ground and rubbing his eyes for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, he found that everything around him was exceptionally bright, and he could see clearly.

That's not all. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt like he could hear the wind flowing over his body, and his hearing was much clearer.

In short, everything made him feel incredibly comfortable.

"Reporting to the host, the Insight Technique can detect the fortune or misfortune of any person without blood ties within three days and can hear the person's thoughts at this moment. You can choose to turn it on or off yourself, but this technique can only be used once a day on the same person. The host can use the merit money earned to upgrade this technique."

Xiao Liu was initially pleased that this magic could foresee good and bad fortune, and even hear a person's good and evil deeds, but upon hearing that it needed to be upgraded, he immediately rolled his eyes:

"Are all the people from the underworld reincarnations of money-grubbers? This isn't some kind of upgrade spell at all; it's just a disguised way of making money for the King of Hell!"

The system replied, "This system has zero tolerance; please be careful with your words and actions, host."

Xiao Liu, recalling the silver notes Wu Sangui gave Er Ya yesterday, asked, "So, in other words, someone has to give alms or make offerings, putting money in the donation box, before I can use this money to upgrade, right? What if my wife puts it in the donation box?"

The system voice immediately came: "Please do not covet Wu Sangui's silver notes. This system has already made an exception for you. These silver notes can only be used for your wife's enjoyment."

Xiao Liu grinned, instantly feeling like he was about to be kept by a rich woman, and casually asked, "How much does it cost to level up?"

The system continued, "Insight Technique is divided into four levels: Life Insight, Wisdom Insight, Spiritual Insight, and Celestial Insight. If the host upgrades Insight Technique from Life Insight to Wisdom Insight, it will require 100,000 taels of merit silver."

Xiao Liu bristled and said, "One hundred thousand taels? Are you, Huang Simao, and even the King of Hell desperate for money? That's faster than robbing a bank!"

"Reporting to the host, for disrespecting the gods, another year of your lifespan will be deducted!"

Xiao Liu said helplessly, "We have to be reasonable, right? Think about it yourself, who would come to my three dilapidated thatched houses to give alms? Even if some fool or a neighbor or relative gave me a few coins, how many lifetimes would it take me to save up 100,000 taels?"

As luck would have it, just as Xiao Liu was cursing and arguing with the system in his mind, he suddenly heard the neighing of horses outside the courtyard. And they weren't just passing by; they had stopped right in front of his courtyard gate!

Xiao Liu's ears were already perked up like a rabbit's, and he thought to himself, "It's not Huang Simao, he doesn't have a horse. Could it be that some idiot really will come in so early in the morning?"

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