The Tai Sui God in the world!

"In the seventh year of Tianfeng's reign, the government stopped recruiting people. When I ascended the throne last year, I directly stopped the imperial examination. From then on, the literary path was cut off and there was no way to ascend to heaven."

"Ha! I thought I would study hard for ten years in the cold window, but in the end I would end up in a dead end. Not to mention being an official, educating the people, and even supporting the people. It’s really hard for me!”

“You are useless, you are such a useless fool!”

“Ahem! Brother Hong, be careful with your words, be careful with your words, drink and drink! Don’t talk about state affairs!”

Bang!

"You still drink too much? Do you understand that all I can think about now is making money?"

"Hey! If it's just to get some money to spend, I have a way here. Brother Hong, can you think about it?"

"Think!"

......

Buzz!

There was noisy and increasingly clear noises in my ears. It seemed that many people were gathering together and talking about something.

It is an unfamiliar language, but I can understand it.

The body gradually breaks away from the "ghost-possessed" state, and the first thing that can move is the fingers.

The fingertips felt cold to the touch, and the rough and solid texture told him that it was a stone table.

The wings of his nose were slightly raised, and a wisp of deep fragrance hit him.

The light and shadow flow in front of my eyes, like a bolt of lightning tearing apart the pitch-black sky.

"Hong Yuan"'s eyelids trembled slightly, and finally he opened his eyes and looked at the world.

Travelled through time!

The memories still tumbling in his mind made him slowly understand everything.

There is no coincidence that they have the same name and surname. After all, the writing and language are different. Although I checked my memory, there is always a sense of similar flowers between this life and the previous life.

The name of the past life and even the corresponding encounters are meaningless at this moment, and there is no need to elaborate.

My surname is Hong Mingyuan, from Linjiang Prefecture in the Dayin Dynasty, and from Xu County in the Qing Dynasty.

He was once an outstanding student of Xu Academy in the Qing Dynasty with a bright future. However, since the Yongchang Emperor came to the throne and issued the "Zhi Gong Zhao" to stop the imperial examination, the Academy Dean Chen Huanshan packed up his belongings the next day and ran away with his wife, two concubines and his sister-in-law.

All the students in the academy cursed, carved monuments, and vented their grief and anger. In the end, they had no choice but to go their separate ways.

Before Hong Yuan even had time to take off his gown, he was imported into the market and found a flexible job.

It has been almost a year since I was dazzled.

"Ha! You're awake!"

A chuckle fell into my ears.

Hong Yuan suddenly woke up from his hazy dream, rubbed his eyebrows, and raised his eyes to see a square and handsome face with a firm outline and a beard.

At this moment, the man looked over with a smile, his eyes paused on Hong Yuan's face, and said "ha" again: "Among these newcomers, the little brother is the last one to wake up."

Newcomer?

Hong Yuan set up the stone table and stood up: "Your Excellency...what do you mean? And where is this place?"

He remained calm and asked, his eyes unconsciously observing.

The person in front of me was about thirty years old, with broad shoulders and a tall body. He was dressed in black clothes and well-tailored. He exuded a sense of toughness and looked very tough. However, his eyes were bloodshot and there were some black spots around the eye sockets.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t slept recently!

He is currently in an open courtyard near the water. The lake is not big, but a man-made landscape lake. With this small lake as the center, there are towers on all sides, winding paths leading to secluded areas, and it occupies a very large area.

There is a large incense burner placed at the top of this garden, nearly half a person tall, with dense air flowing out from it.

Hong Yuan sniffed and confirmed that the aroma he smelled just now came from this.

As a scholar, Hong Yuan is no stranger to burning incense. After all, previous generations have long left behind the famous saying "When there is no time to travel, burn incense and sit and read."

Burning incense, ordering tea, hanging pictures and arranging flowers are all regarded as the elegant interests of scholars, and burning incense is the first of the four elegant things.

In the past, Hong Yuan would also buy some incense recipes. After bathing, he would burn a pot of incense and sit and read, which was extremely comfortable and relaxing.

It’s just that most of the incense he buys is low-grade, and after burning it, there is always a lingering smell of vegetation. Occasionally, he only dares to buy a box of high-grade incense, which is enough to make him feel painful for ten and a half days. He even feels a subtle sense of guilt when using it.

But the fragrance in the furnace is fragrant, sweet and refreshing, and it penetrates the nose, as if a wisp of fresh air reaches the sky, and the spirit is lifted.

There is a time-honored incense shop in Xu County, Qing Dynasty, called "Yunjianfang". The treasure of the store is a top-grade incense recipe called "Wanli Yunyou". After Hong Yuan got to know the old shopkeeper well, he was curious about the mystery of "Wanli Yunyou". The old shopkeeper hesitated again and again, and finally wrapped a pinch of incense the size of a fingernail and burned it.

Hong Yuan was really amazed when he smelled it. But when he compared it with the fragrance that filled the garden, he suddenly felt that the "Wandering in the Clouds" was nothing more than that.

"Moreover, this incense burner is so big, how much does it cost? Not to mention that it is too luxurious to place it outside like this, letting the garden be filled with fragrance. If the old shopkeeper knew about it, he would probably beat his chest and wail, and waste the natural resources."

Hong Yuan was thinking a lot.

The bearded man in black raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile: "Oh? This is an interesting question, little brother. Didn't they tell you?"

"Them?"

Hong Yuan looked surprised and immediately shook his head: "I'm really confused. I only remember drinking with my friends that day. I drank a lot and woke up here. Please tell me something."

"My name is Yang Lie!"

The man in black with a beard pointed at himself first, and said with a smile: "Friend? Hehe! It seems that the little brother got here because he took the path of your good friend! But since he is here, even if I don't tell you, you will know it soon. ..."

He turned around, faced the small lake in the garden, and spread his palms: "This place is called Biwu Fairyland, and it is the dojo of seven fairy aunts."

Biwu Fairyland?

Seven Fairies?

Fairy? !

Hong Yuan was shocked, are there any immortals in this world?

No one told him this!

In his spare time, "I" also secretly read some miscellaneous journals and miscellaneous books about legends and monsters. There are many anecdotes about ghosts and swordsmen, and there are also accounts about demons causing trouble and feeding on human blood. However, he has always only regarded such miscellaneous news as amusement. Who would take it seriously?

Seeing the shock on Hong Yuan's face, Yang Lie nodded lightly: "The seven fairies are Empress Si Yan, Fairy Hehe, Mrs. Yu Po, and..."

Yang Lie paused for a moment, his expression was a little unnatural, and he looked like he was smiling but not smiling.

"Haha, I'll leave it to my little brother to figure out the remaining fairy aunts on his own! In short, those who can be selected to enter this Biwu fairyland are all people with extraordinary beauty. However, whether they can really stay has to wait for the fairy ladies to measure their strength, but..."

He looked at Hong Yuan again, more carefully than before, and said meaningfully: "The beauty and grace of my little brother are the only ones that Yang has seen in his life. Even if he has a bad opinion, he will definitely be able to stay."

"What are the benefits of staying?" Hong Yuan became more and more confused, and the names of those fairy aunts sounded a bit unorthodox. Could this Biwu Wonderland be some evil sect?

He was worried, and many dark fairy-cultivating novels he had read in his previous life flashed through his mind. Just as he was about to ask for advice, a sneer came from not far away: "Benefit? Of course, it is the fairy who bestows immortality."

A few feet away, a young man with an aquiline nose leaned against the pillar of the corridor, folded his arms, and looked stern. His slightly narrowed eyes swept over Hong Yuan's face like a hunting dog.

Hong Yuan frowned slightly, vaguely sensing some hostility from the other party.

However, he did not tit for tat, he just smiled and said, "I wonder what you call this brother? What does immortality mean?"

"There is no need to get close, I have no task of answering your questions."

The hook-nosed young man glanced at Yang Lie and closed his eyes to sleep.

"What a fairy fate..." Yang Lie sighed and said nothing further.

Hong Yuan was reluctant to ask further questions and looked around at the people in the garden.

Compared to this huge garden, the number of people in the garden is actually not that many. At a glance, there are only about twenty people, but they are scattered into many groups.

Some people are in twos and threes, gathering together to discuss quietly, and more people, like young men with hooked noses, stay alone in a corner, sitting or standing, with different expressions.

Some people have indifferent expressions, some are excited with a bit of expectation and eagerness... Some have anxious expressions, with a bit of entanglement, and some people look around, looking confused and at a loss.

And all of these twenty people are men. The younger ones still look like teenagers, and the older ones are about thirty or forty years old.

Hong Yuan looked at it with a strange look on his face.

Everyone in Gein's group, whether old or young, can be said to have good facial features and a dignified appearance. Young men of seventeen or eighteen years old and young people in their twenties are naturally talented and handsome in appearance. The men in their thirties all have their own styles, either strong and imposing, or gentle and suave...

As for the man who looks to be over forty, Although her temples are slightly frosty white, her demeanor is graceful, her eyes are still as bright as paint, and when she smiles, there are some wrinkles on her fair face, but they are not objectionable at all, adding a bit of vicissitudes of charm!

Hong Yuan suddenly looked at the hook-nosed young man.

Looking carefully, although the outline of this person's face is a bit sinister, his appearance is also of high quality, which can be called "handsome". In the short dramas of his previous life, if he had played roles such as "Evil Emperor" and "Demon Lord", he would have been very outstanding.

Huh? !

This Biwu Wonderland only recruits good-looking people?

It makes sense when you think about it. After all, it is a fairyland, and being too ugly will damage the appearance, right? Even the Xiaoyao Sect originally only accepted handsome, elegant and refined male and female disciples!

Xu Zhuzi? That's cheating!

In this way, Hong Yuan may understand why the hook-nosed young man is inexplicably hostile to him.

In fact, not only the hook-nosed young man, but also the looks cast by the people in the garden from time to time, there were always a few that revealed evil.

Hong Yuan sighed.

He does not blame these people, nor does he complain about heaven and earth. This is all his "own" fault, his cause and his effect, he will shoulder it and never shirk the blame!

It’s not that these people are narrow-minded and therefore jealous and hateful. What can they do wrong? It’s only Hong Yuan’s fault that he was born with a very handsome appearance!

Even though he is only wearing a simple green shirt, his absence from the job market for a year has not affected his handsomeness and natural grace.

Among all these young and handsome men, it would be too unruly and arrogant to say "stand out from the crowd", but I can still be humble and stand out!

Amidst the noise, lights suddenly lit up in the pavilions and corridors on all sides. In an instant, they seemed to form a flaming dragon, which was quite dazzling.

There were several exclamations from the crowd, and at the same time, a clear sound broke through the air, like a clear spring jumping over rocks, resounding throughout the garden.

As if it was a signal, the hook-nosed young man leaning on the pillar twitched his ears, suddenly opened his eyes, and took a few long steps to squeeze towards the landscaped lake.

Yang Lie beside him didn't care about Hong Yuan at this time. He stretched out his long legs to catch up and looked towards the center of the lake.

There were several people who behaved in the same way as Yang Lie and the two. Hong Yuan recalled Yang Lie's previous words and estimated that these people should be "old people" in the fairyland, while most of the remaining people, like him, were newcomers who came to visit for the first time.

Of course there was a pretty newcomer who looked puzzled: "Brothers, what are you doing?"

"Haha! Fairy Miaoyun is here, even though I have been here a few times In this fairyland, you don’t always have the opportunity to listen to Fairy Miaoyun’s fairy music. This time you are lucky.”

Among the “old men”, a man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was upright and heroic, sighed.

"Quiet!" the hook-nosed young man shouted, his sharp eyes swept over, and he snorted: "Stop arguing, if anyone disturbs the fairy's mood, I won't forgive him!"

Fairy Miaoyun!

Are we going to see people cultivating immortality now?

Hong Yuan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and expectant, and looked at the landscape lake with complicated emotions.

It was almost dusk at this moment, and the sky was getting darker. The sparse glow filtered down from the clouds, but it did not bring much warmth and light. It was already the evening of autumn, and the breeze blew through the small lake, creating ripples in circles, which also made people suddenly feel a little bit cool.

Suddenly, layers of mist, perhaps brought by the wind, spread over the lake, as if wearing a light, milky white gauze garment.

In the mist, there seemed to be an illusory and ethereal voice singing faintly. The water waves surged at this time, moistening the swaggering flowers and trees by the lake.

On the misty water surface, a quiet and elegant stone pavilion suddenly appeared in the center of the lake seven or eight feet away. It seemed to appear out of thin air, falling from the wonderland of heaven into the mortal world.

"Ah!" This strange scene once again caused many people to exclaim.

Huh?

Hong Yuan's eyes flashed and he glanced at the people around him. Most of them showed awe and shock. He turned to look at the stone pavilion that suddenly appeared in the middle of the lake, frowning slightly.

The mist originated from the center of the lake and spread in all directions in an instant, covering everyone's eyes. However, Hong Yuan could see clearly. He looked through the gauze-like mist and saw that the stone pavilion quickly emerged from the bottom of the lake within a breath or two!

And he could also hear a "click-click" sound coming from the bottom of the lake, guessing that it should be the sound of some kind of mechanical friction.

"Fairyland? Fairy Girl?" Hong Yuansheng had some doubts.
More welfare? My ears and eyes have been strengthened, or my physical fitness has improved?"

The "me" in my memory suffered from "short-sightedness", that is, short-sightedness, even though it is not too serious, due to years of hard study and immersion in books and topics.

This is a good thing after all.

Hong Yuan thought to himself.

(There will be updates)