Perhaps it was a coincidence that as soon as Li Xianyuan went out, heavy snow fell from the sky and fell one after another. It touched the hair and turned into crystal.

Passers-by were in a hurry and gradually became fewer and fewer.

Walking in the snow, after a while, my hair was covered with white snow.

Children in cotton-padded clothes chased each other, laughing and running past, leaving behind two lines of petite footprints, which were covered by heavy snow.

Heavy snow covers the sky above Wuhou County, and the sky is covered with silver.

Li Xianyuan's thin figure is looming amid the flying snow, and his bamboo-tube spiritual swords are crossed on his back, as if he is carrying two swords, leaving a string of lonely footprints behind him.

Withered leaves leave the trees and snow falls on the ground.

Walking alone, walking with a sword.

The annoyance sinks, and the heart is like the weather, gradually becoming as silent as ice.

A moment later, in front of Li's house, he reached his feet and knocked on the lacquered door.

Not long after, the servant appeared, opened the door and stuck his head out, asking him whose house he was looking for.

"I am Li Xianyuan." Li Xianyuan said, tilting his head slightly and brushing away the hair on his head.

The snow came suddenly and was shockingly heavy. Within a quarter of an hour, there was half a finger behind me.

"Li..." The servant thought for a while, recalled the name, and hurriedly let him in.

"Mr. Li, the lady went to Shuntian Mansion and it will take some time before she can come back." Knowing that Li Xianyuan was not an outsider, he assumed that he would tell the truth.

"It's okay, I didn't come here for her." Li Xianyuan said. "Take me to the ancestral hall. I want to pay homage to the old woman."

The servant secretly smacked his tongue. Only Mr. Li dared to say this. He did not dare to neglect and led Li Xianyuan to the ancestral hall.

There are countless tablets in the ancestral hall, all of which are the ancestors of the Li family. Li Xianyuan took the incense, opened his robe and knelt down, kowtowed to the old lady's tablet, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and turned to look at the incense burner that stood under the snow not long ago.

Butler Li.

"When did you come back?" Butler Li asked him.

"At noon."

"Do you want to see Xiaoqing?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

They are all smart people who talk little, so there is no nonsense. Li Xianyuan followed Butler Li all the way to a stable in the backyard of Li's house.

Li Xianyuan looked at it again and almost couldn't recognize it.

His fur was shiny, he was staying in a single room in the stable, and there was a stove to keep him warm. His figure was round and round. He was not tall to begin with, but now he was almost one foot tall and one foot wide.

Butler Li's tone was a little helpless: "The servant girl likes it and always comes to secretly feed it. It doesn't refuse anyone who comes and eats whatever is given to it. It eats and drinks well but doesn't come out to move around. Over time, it has become like this."

Hearing the voice, Xiao Qing, who was lowering his head to eat, raised his head and saw Li Xianyuan standing not far away. His round eyes lit up, he hissed, and he was about to rush out.

Speaking of which, a donkey's braying has nothing to do with a donkey's braying.

Li Xianyuan ignored him and turned to look at the housekeeper: "This pig will stay in the Li Mansion for now. Now a lot of people are paying attention to me. It's not appropriate to bring a pig around."

"Chirp!"

As soon as Xiaoqing snorted, the guy's penis moved back and forth.

"Be honest." Li Xianyuan shouted and stared at Xiaoqing: "If you want to follow me again, you can lose weight first and then we can talk. There are many people who want to kill me now. If you follow me, you will be slaughtered as a pig sooner or later."

"Someone wants to kill you?" Butler Li frowned.

"I lied to it." Li Xianyuan said at a volume that only Butler Li could hear.

Butler Li chuckled lightly and looked at Xiao Qing, who was snorting and spitting out white air in the stable: "This green donkey is smart and not an ordinary thing."

Li Xianyuan nodded. He saw countless monsters and spiritual beasts on the mountain. If we talk about intelligence, none can compare to Xiao Qing.

In the end, Li Xianyuan did not take it away. After declining the invitation from Butler Li to let him stay, Li Xianyuan went out in the snow. But this time, he was going to Shen Sheng's home.

Interlude on the road.

Passing by the county government office, Li Xianyuan saw an old woman. She was wrapped in a thick scarf, she shakily lit three sticks of incense, and placed them in the snow in front of the county government office.

Li Xianyuan was puzzled, so he stood not far away and watched quietly. He saw the old woman reciting something silently, hidden in the wind and snow. She listened faintly, as if she was thanking the magistrate for making the decision for her.

Li Xianyuan's heart suddenly moved, and he silently recited a spell passed down to him by Tu Tu Gong.

"Xian Sheng Shu Jian Zhenjun, please bless my husband to get his wish and be admitted as a scholar."

"The Lord of the Holy Book and Sword is kind and generous. I wish you smooth sailing and no bumps in the road..."

"Thank you, Lord Xiansheng, for your kindness and giving me rice, flour and cloth..."

A few sounds came into his ears, and that's not all. As if Li Xianyuan opened his eyes, he saw countless lines of incense extending from the horizon to the top of his head, in an endless stream.

This is the incense thread of believers as Tuguigong said. And the sound heard is the sound of these believers silently chanting to themselves.

Not only that, Li Xianyuan also saw a ball of incense appear from the old woman's forehead and go straight into the government office. The two soldiers in front of the door turned a blind eye.

"Incense?"

Li Xianyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became enlightened.

This incense means the kindness of faith. If officials benefit the people, the people will naturally be grateful and turn it into incense merit.

However, since there is no Taoist seed, the incense and meritorious deeds made by the officials are of no use. At most, they will go to the underworld after death and become a judge. He said lightly: "I was an upright official during my lifetime, and the people were grateful, and I joined the family of a wealthy man."

Under the snow, he watched quietly as the old woman finished murmuring her words and left tremblingly. Li Xianyuan stood quietly outside the county government office for a long time.

"If you become an official and gain merit..."

Nowadays, his cultivation level is not high, so instead of walking around doing chivalry and doing good deeds, being an official and doing favors for him seems to bring him good fortune faster. Moreover, Li Xianyuan has the status of a sixth-grade marquis, and he has countless poems to copy, so he has a bright future.

…

"Be an official!?" Shen Sheng exclaimed: "But brother Li, aren't you already a sixth-grade marquis?"

In the Shen family, Li Xianyuan stayed here for half an hour. When he talked about his plans, Shen Sheng screamed.

"An official is an official, and a marquis is a marquis." Li Xianyuan took a sip of hot tea to drive away the chill.

"Xianyuan means that he wants to have real power and be an official." Father Shen said at the same time.

Li Xianyuan nodded: "Exactly."

Shen Sheng was still in a state of delusion. Ignoring his son, Shen's father asked in confusion: "Xianyuan, you don't seem to be a very utilitarian person. Why do you suddenly want to be an official when you come back this time? But what happened on the way?"

"It's still just a plan." Li Xianyuan said. At first, he was so hot-headed that he left Wuhou and embarked on the road to seek immortality without any preparation. Now he will not be so reckless.

Father Shen nodded: "That's good."

We haven’t seen each other for four months, and Shen Sheng has no identity at all. Just after dark, I will take him to the Fangfangyuan.

Before Li Xianyuan could react, Father Shen used a broomstick to tell him to calm down and watched Li Xianyuan leave with tears in his eyes.

When we came out, it was dark. The lights were on and the snow stopped. Under the lanterns at night, the snow scene was particularly beautiful.

Just one day after coming back, Li Xianyuan had done almost everything he could do. Next, all he could do was hesitate.

Should I become an official to gain incense, or should I not do it?

…

At the same time, Xinjing was 1,700 miles away.

The bright moon hangs high and the stars are dotted. The bustling city is bustling with lights.
Chapter completed!