When he opened the door, he saw Zhiyi standing behind the door with his arms folded and his mouth pouted, like a child who was criticized by his old father for being naughty but was not convinced.
Gu Jiali, who was sitting at his desk with a sullen face, was the angry old father.
Shen Qingqing put the food box on the table and asked with a smile: "Are you quarreling again?"
"There was no quarrel." Zhiyi came over to look for food and muttered dissatisfiedly: "How can I, a little follower, dare to quarrel with my master?"
With a sinister tone, Gu Jiali glanced at him and said nothing. He washed his hands and came over to eat.
Freshly baked xiaolongbao, with thin skin and oily skin, dipped in homemade chili oil and vinegar, and served with soft and glutinous red date rice porridge, it tastes quite pleasant.
Zhiyi is like a wild wolf that has been hungry for three days, one mouthful at a time without stopping.
Gu Jiali couldn't stand his wild eating behavior, so he set aside a bowl and ate it at the small table by the window.
After eating, he slowly talked about the reason for his anger: "I only got dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled people from Qi Sheng."
The puppets are so powerful that not all soldiers who are skilled in martial arts can resist them, let alone those idiots who only live for free.
This Qi Sheng was deliberately trying to embarrass him.
Shen Qingqing had expected this outcome and sighed sadly: "Since Qi Sheng wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, he naturally did not want to send troops to reinforce. This matter still has to be done by ourselves."
Gu Jiali lowered his eyelids and looked gloomy, "I know, but I didn't expect him to be so bad that he wouldn't even do anything superficial."
"Don't be angry. Once we deal with Chen Bitian, he will be the next unlucky one."
After a good sleep, Shen Qingqing looked much more energetic than last night, and her tone was brisk. She was clearing the dishes on the table while talking.
"You don't need to do it." Gu Jiali stopped him, tilted his head, and looked at Zhiyi with an evil look, "Why are you standing there stupidly? Why don't you go and pack things away? You'll eat the most."
"Oh." Zhiyi curled his lips, snatched the bowl and chopsticks from Shen Qingqing's hands, and said aggrievedly: "Let me do this kind of rough work." Who makes him easy to bully?
The sun was shining brightly outside, making the rain-stained roof look white.
Gu Jiali brushed against the warm window sill, turned around and spoke to Shen Qingqing: "The sun is out, let's go out for a walk."
Xu was confident of winning, so Qi Sheng didn't even bother to arrange for anyone to spy on him when he went out this time. The three of them walked out of the palace in a big way.
It had been raining for several days, and finally we got a sunny day, and the streets were particularly lively.
On the way, I met a hawker carrying plantains for sale. The hawker was walking in a hurry and didn't look at the road. He bumped into Zhiyi, who also had no eyesight.
Shen Qingqing pulled him aside and the vendor did not fall down, but the bananas in his load rolled all over the floor.
The three people hurriedly bent down to help pick up the bananas. The vendor smiled honestly and thanked him. Shen Qingqing accidentally caught a glimpse of something wrong with his face and couldn't help but take a second look.
"Girl, is there something dirty on my face?" The vendor scratched the back of his head and asked why.
"Did anyone in your family break their leg in the past two days?" Shen Qingqing looked away and asked smoothly.
The vendor was shocked: "Yes, yesterday my youngest son was playing at the entrance of the village. The poplar tree that grew well suddenly broke and hit my son's leg, cracking his leg bone!"
After answering Shen Qingqing's question, he asked curiously: "Girl, how did you know that my son's leg is broken?"
Shen Qingqing looked indifferent and said, "I know a little about fortune telling."
Common people have no power and no ability, so they respect ghosts and gods very much.
Upon hearing Shen Qingqing's Taoist teachings, the vendor's attitude immediately became warmer, and he revealed all the bad things going on at home, such as swine and chicken fever, sprained feet, and thieves. Anyway, the whole family was very unlucky.
After speaking, he asked Shen Qingqing flatteringly: "Girl, can you get rid of my family's bad luck?"
Now that the conversation has ended, Shen Qingqing just wants to be a good person and stick to it, "Your family's feng shui is not very good. If you change the feng shui, the bad luck will naturally go away."
The vendor's smile became even more eager when he heard this, and he opened his mouth to say something.
Shen Qingqing saw through what he was thinking and said bluntly: "I have something important to do and I don't have time to help. It's the same thing for you to find a Feng Shui master."
The hawker understood the situation and did not continue to persuade him. Before leaving, he broke a bunch of yellow bananas and gave them to Shen Qingqing as a thank you gift.
Shen Qingqing collected the bananas and turned to Gu Jiali. They knew they were separated. They ate while walking, leisurely and contentedly, as if they were out for fun.
Gu Jiali was not in the mood to eat. He looked up at the bustling street in front of him, but what came to his mind were the dozens of cold corpses lying in the dark room.
Maybe a certain vendor or a laughing child on this street will, like those corpses, lie in another dark little house at some point in the future, slowly decaying and withering, and eventually turning into a corpse.
A disgusting pile of stinking mud.
This feeling of powerlessness made him restless.
A ragged beggar came forward with a broken bowl to beg for food. He put the banana handed to him by Shen Qingqing into the bowl.
The beggar refused to leave even after getting something. His old, cloudy eyes stared at Shen Qingqing, unwilling to look away for a moment.
Gu Jiali thought he was interested in the banana in Shen Qingqing's hand, so he reached out and took out some pieces of silver from his sleeve pocket, and said warmly: "If you're not full, take the money and buy some steamed buns to eat."
The beggar didn't look at the money at all, his eyes were still looking at Shen Qingqing, and a hoarse voice forced out of his throat: "Fellow Daoist Shen, is that you?"
Shen Qingqing was startled, stopped peeling the banana peel, and looked carefully at the white-haired old man in front of him. After a moment, he exclaimed: "Priest Wuyou?"
Taoist Master Wuyou was the old white-haired Taoist who escaped from Fan Yue Mountain with Shen Qingqing, and later brought a group of Taoist priests to the palace to complain.
Shen Qingqing was really surprised that the former Taoist priest with an immortal spirit was reduced to a miserable beggar on the street.
After confirming that he had recognized the wrong person, Wuyou Dao breathed a sigh of relief and recounted his ups and downs during this period.
"On that day, the Chen family incident happened. Qi Sheng brutally murdered more than a hundred members of the Chen family and still couldn't find relief. He secretly ordered the arrest of us Taoist priests who complained about injustice. Fortunately, I had anticipated it and led everyone to escape in the chaos."
"But Qi Sheng was so powerful that he had people at every exit in Xiangcheng. We were afraid that we would be discovered when we left the city and cause trouble again, so we simply disguised ourselves and hid in various places in Xiangcheng."
The Taoist priest's eyes fell on Shen Qingqing and he smiled happily, "I noticed you just now, but I didn't dare to recognize you. It wasn't until I heard you talking to the hawker that I dared to step forward and talk... Fortunately, I didn't admit your mistake.
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"I didn't think carefully about what happened at the beginning, which caused you to be implicated. I'm sorry." Shen Qingqing apologized to him with her hands in hand.
The Taoist priest waved his hands openly, "Hai, these are all trivial matters. Without you, we wouldn't know which rock crevice we would be lying in now! Besides, it is the Chen family and Qi Sheng who did the bad things. What does it have to do with you?"