The temporary judge wants to cultivate immortality

After all, Da Chengzi and San Pangzi were both seasoned veterans of battle, and their first reaction upon meeting was to take a step back.

Xiao Liu...instinctively shrank his neck and closed his eyes.

When will this cycle of revenge end?

How many of the three thatched huts are left?

After a long while, there were no sounds of fighting or cursing in the courtyard. When he squinted at the two men again, he found that Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui were also looking at him, their eyes clearly saying: What do you mean?

Xiao Liu felt much more at ease. They didn't know each other, which made things easier. But then he saw Wu Sangui cup his hands towards Li Zicheng, as if he was about to introduce himself. Xiao Liu quickly grabbed his arm and said, "This is Sanpangzi, a man from the south who deals in rice, grain and horses. He's just passing by and visiting someone's home."

He then waved to Li Zicheng: "This is Dachengzi, he's in the flower planting and trading business in the city."

That's why they say Sanpangzi has been through a lot. After hearing Xiao Liu's introduction, he knew that it was inconvenient to reveal his identity as someone who came from underground. He quickly greeted Li Zicheng with a smile and cupped his hands, saying, "I have long heard that you have a friend who is an expert in planting flowers. It is a pleasure to meet you, Sanpangzi. I am also quite enthusiastic about flowers. Back then, the potted plant that my son Ying Xiong Xianbao Xiaozhuang had was planted by my own hands."

Xiao Liu quickly grabbed Wu Sangui, his heart pounding wildly.

Perhaps Da Chengzi hadn't listened carefully to Lao Wu's pleasantries, or perhaps this boorish man didn't know who Xiaozhuang and Yingxiong were, but he actually cupped his hands in return: "How could I know anything about women's tricks? Please excuse my ignorance. How are your horses doing? The Yunnan horses are quite useful, they can carry loads. The Xiliang horses are too strong, they get tired easily."

In short, when Shen Xiaoliu saw the two finally finding common ground in their pleasant conversation, especially when he watched Sanpangzi and Dachengzi embrace and laugh as if they had found kindred spirits, his feelings were...

A mix of trepidation and excitement

A sense of frustration mixed with achievement;

There was a mix of relief and worry.

There's still poop in the latrine!

He still pulled the two apart and whispered to Li Zicheng, "Brother Cheng, thank you for your trouble. Go clean up the latrine you just messed up."

Upon hearing this, Da Chengzi pulled up his hem, completely forgetting that he wasn't wearing underwear, and made a gesture of respect to Sanpangzi, saying, "Brother San, please rest easy, the goose will be right back," before heading straight for the outhouse.

Fatty San looked at the departing figure and said loudly, "Such a person who understands the nature of horses is truly rare. We should get drunk together and become close friends."

Looking at his rosy, chubby face, Xiao Liu felt that Wu Sangui's words were not insincere, but rather contained a part of his true feelings. Especially when he saw this Prince of Pingxi, who ruled Yunnan and Guizhou, personally fill a basin with water for Da Chengzi to wash his hands, and then personally wash his hands with his own handkerchief, Xiao Liu felt that he was hallucinating again.

Since his transmigration, he had never seen Er Ya prepare such a feast. Of course, Er Ya had never seen so many people come to her home either. In fact, none of the dishes were presentable; they were just a few kinds of green leaves with salt, and at most an egg. This was the best meal Er Ya could offer.

But she took them out; she wasn't stingy or secretive. She genuinely believed these were her husband's friends, so it all stemmed from her kindness.

Especially when that jar of wine was placed on the table, Da Chengzi's eyes lit up, and he pulled him in front of him: "Sixth Master, do you drink?"

Who the hell asks people that kind of question? And it's directed at the owner!

Just as Xiao Liu was about to hand the bowl to Li Zicheng, a "ding" sound suddenly rang in his mind, startling him so much that he quickly withdrew his hand. Er Ya came out from the inner room, holding up her roasted sweet potato face, and greeted San Pangzi with a bow: "My husband has just recovered from a serious illness and cannot drink alcohol." She then casually took Xiao Liu's wine bowl and replaced it with a different plate.

This was the first time Wu Sangui had ever seen Er Ya. Xiao Liu stared at this once powerful and ruthless commander-in-chief, the fat man with the third rank. His big, fleshy face twitched a few times, and his big, fat hand never left the stool beneath him, as if he wanted to pull it out at any moment to defend himself.

The two continued to talk about their horses, from their temperament to their strengths and weaknesses, from the distance to how well they were cared for. At first, Wu Sangui said that he had important business to attend to that evening and could not drink alcohol, but the more they talked, the more they got along, and before long he poured himself a bowl.

Xiao Liu's hands were initially sweaty, but he gradually relaxed and said to Huang Simao, "If you give me another pair of enemies, I'll tear you to pieces and feed you to the eagles."

Huang Simao looked completely innocent: "How can you blame me for this? It's the order the lottery machine in the underworld drew."

"You also have a lottery system where you live?"

"Nonsense, they're all influential figures, and the leaders have accepted bribes from them..."

Xiao Liu didn't ask any further questions, but instead asked, "That system said it involves both Buddhist and Taoist cultivation. Which department is in charge of your underworld? Buddhism or Taoism?"

Huang Simao immediately became alert and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Xiao Liu picked up a mouthful of greens and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering, "Nonsense, I at least need to know what I can and can't do! For example, this wine, whether it's forbidden by Buddhism or Taoism, who should I listen to?"

Huang Simao pondered for a long time: "The underworld is a place that both Buddhism and Taoism govern."

Xiao Liu was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Huang Simao: "All the official positions in the underworld are established by Taoist immortals and are under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, you know that, right?"

Xiaoliu nodded.

Huang Simao suddenly lowered his voice and whispered in someone's ear, "But the highest leader in this place is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva from Buddhism."

Xiao Liu was bewildered.

Huang Simao put down his chopsticks: "Hey, no matter how much I explain, you won't understand. Just remember this: the Bodhisattva is our chairman, the Jade Emperor is our general manager in charge, and the King of Hell is our department manager."

Xiao Liu became more and more confused: "Then what exactly am I supposed to give up?"

Huang Simao: "Let's give them all up. It's fine to just eat scrambled eggs with cold water."

Xiao Liu slammed his fist on the table: "I'll fucking kill you, you old bastard!"

Just then, for some unknown reason, Li Zicheng grabbed Wu Sangui, pulled him up, and made them kneel on the ground facing west. Wu Sangui was also holding a wine bowl, showing no sign of reluctance.

Shen Xiaoliu and Huang Simao were both taken aback, but Li Zicheng said in a deep Shaanxi voice, "We two have similar interests and it is difficult to meet. Today, we wish to become sworn brothers!"

Xiao Liu looked at them with a smug smile, thinking to himself that he had done something truly wonderful.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. The sensation was like an electric current striking the back of his head. Instantly, Xiao Liu's primordial spirit was almost scared out of his body!

Before they could stop them, Da Chengzi and Sanpangzi said in unison:

"I, Li Zicheng"

"I, Wu Sangui"

"I don't seek to be born together, but only..."

The two were talking for a while, but their voices grew softer and softer until they stopped talking altogether, and the air in the room also stopped talking.

Sanpangzi frowned as he sized up Dachengzi, while Dachengzi lifted his shirt to be wary of Sanpangzi...

The two of them exclaimed "Ah!" almost at the same time. Da Chengzi rushed out of the room and headed straight for his east room, while Sanpangzi hurriedly unbuckled his belt!

Just as Xiao Liu was still looking on in confusion, wondering what Sanpangzi was up to, Da Chengzi suddenly rushed back with his Chuangwang sword.

That bastard actually went back to get a knife!