Qiao Zhi kept thinking about the difference between the current situation and his memory. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't understand it.
"In the past, Chu Qiguang entered the officialdom at the age of twenty-five after passing the scholar examination."
'Chu Qiguang, who is now fifteen years old, has practiced martial arts and Taoism and plans to take the martial arts exam.'
'The former Chu Qiguang did not become the chief minister of the cabinet and the black-hearted prime minister until he was in his forties. At that time, he had already lost one eye and broken a leg.'
'Later, the demon clan was enslaved and we were asked to grow cotton...'
Qiao Zhi scratched his head: "I feel very different. Is it because of the changes I have experienced, so my choices have also changed?"
Chu Qiguang shouted: "Master Qiao, let's go, what are you thinking about."
Master Qiao said: "No... nothing."
Chu Qiguang asked: "By the way, Master Qiao, do you remember if anyone invented anything in the future... Well, it was a good way to grow cotton and then spin cotton yarn..."
Qiao Zhi woke up with a start, looked at Chu Qiguang seriously and said, "Don't mention growing cotton in front of me! I will never grow cotton in my life!"
Chu Qiguang glanced at George strangely, not knowing why he looked like he had been stabbed in a sore spot. He thought for a while and said, "Master Qiao, we agreed to go to the ruins. Let's go."
Qiao Zhi remembered that today was indeed a better day and took Chu Qiguang to visit the ruins that the Chu family had guarded for generations.
So next, one person and one cat were about to leave the county. When they walked near the yard where Wang Cailiang lived, they heard crying and howling. Chu Qiguang asked Qiao Zhi to find out what was going on. Qiao Zhi went away for a while and then came back.
Said: "Alas, that grandson of the Sun family is dead."
Chu Qiguang instantly remembered the boy who was put into the steamer last time and asked, "How did he die?"
Qiao Zhi said: "He lost his footing and fell into the water and died."
Chu Qiguang shook his head. Death is so common in this era, and there seems to be nothing to say about it.
One person and one cat then returned to Wangjiazhuang, then headed west over the mountains and into the vast mountains.
This group of mountains is called Jiling. The mountains are undulating and run through almost half of Lingzhou. Most of them are inaccessible, and there are countless legends of monsters and ghosts left behind.
Chu Qiguang ran all the way towards the ruins. Because the road was too difficult and dangerous, it took him a whole day to reach his destination and he had to stay outside for the night before returning the next day.
Even as Chu Qiguang left Qingyang County, some undercurrents hidden in the darkness were still surging.
In the courtyard where Wang Cailiang lived, Grandma Sun was crying and burning paper money in front of the coffin.
Taoist Qingling appeared behind Grandma Sun at some unknown time, with a sly smile on her bright red lips.
In the coffin, the tender palms of Sun Xian, who fell into the water and died, suddenly trembled.
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In the small courtyard of the Sun family, Wang Cailiang looked at Taoist Qingling in surprise. He never expected that this Taoist prisoner would come to visit a little person like Granny Sun.
Seeing Taoist Qingling mourning Sun Xian and comforting Grandma Sun, Wang Cailiang thought about trying to get along with him, so he also wanted to go up and say a few words.
At this moment, I saw Taoist Qingling patting Grandma Sun's vest again and again. Grandma Sun was crying and trembling, and there seemed to be countless living things moving under her clothes.
Watching this scene, Wang Cailiang and the boys beside him were so frightened that they stepped back step by step: "Tao... Taoist Master... Granny Sun, she..."
"Shh!" Taoist Qingling turned around and said softly: "Don't disturb others eating. This is the most basic courtesy in the world."
Under the horrified gazes of Wang Cailiang and the servants, Grandma Sun's body swelled extremely, and tears of blood continued to appear in her empty eyes.
One after another... densely packed children's faces appeared on his body, as if they were covered in huge rashes.
If you look carefully at these rash-like faces, they all look like her grandson, with his mouth wide open and vomiting white pus.
Grandma Sun's hands swelled to the size of stone mills, making watery sounds as they swayed, and green pus seeped out of her pores.
She waved her swollen, fat palms and grabbed Sun Xian's body in the coffin, letting out a roar that was incomprehensible to humans.
She held Sun Xian's body tightly in her arms, but her swollen body possessed unimaginable strange power. With a slight touch, her grandson's body was broken and torn apart...
Seeing the torn corpse, Grandma Sun's body trembled violently, and the faces of the children on her body screamed and wailed.
But the more she tried to grab her grandson's body, the body continued to shatter under the squeeze of the strange force, and she became more and more manic.
But in such a frenzy, one of the corpse's fingers stabbed hard and penetrated directly into Granny Sun's eye socket, exploding a large amount of white liquid.
The Qingling Taoist on the side murmured: "For those who use the elixir of immortality, if the energy dissipates and the soul returns, if you don't see life, you won't see death..."
Accompanied by Qingling Taoist's low voice... It was like some kind of plant from another world absorbing the nutrients of flesh and blood. After becoming a demon, Granny Sun's body continued to wither and shrink, but that finger continued to wriggle and grow, and soon...
Palms, arms and even other parts of the body grew.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Sun Xian's body had squirmed back to its original appearance, and Granny Sun in front of him had turned into a mummy.
The corpse opened its eyes. Sun Xian looked at his own body in confusion, and then looked at the mummy at his feet.
He slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Grandma Sun.
But the next moment, the mummy that Grandma Sun had turned into turned into dust with a loud bang and dissipated in the air.
Just when Sun Xian opened his mouth, revealing rows of fangs, and wanted to roar, he saw Taoist Qingling step forward, and a piece of talisman paper emitting a strange green light was pressed on Sun Xian's head.
superior.
Taoist Qingling grinned and laughed loudly: "After eight years of hard work, I finally built this world-saving raft!"
At the same time, Wang Cailiang felt a pain in the back of his head, and he fainted. He only remembered the sight of Sun Xian's corpse squirming and growing, and the curse muttered by Taoist Qingling, which kept flashing in his mind...
When the Taoist priests from the Taoist temple rushed in, all they could see was Wang Cailiang who was fainted on the ground, Taoist Qingling sitting cross-legged, and broken corpses all over the ground.
Abbot Chenzhu stared at the scene covered in minced meat and blood foam with wide eyes, and pointed angrily at Taoist Qingling: "Qingling, what have you done?!"
At the same time, Taoist Yulou in white clothes and white hair emerged from behind Taoist Qingling. The Taoist talisman in his hand burned fiercely, and golden chains suddenly sprang out of the air and bound Taoist Qingling.
Yulou drank: "Someone in the Ding family has accused you of colluding with Ding Daoxiao. What do you say?"
But no matter what others asked, Taoist Qingling didn't answer a word. He just sat there and allowed the Taoist priests to escort him away.
Chenzhu glanced at Wang Cailiang: "Uncle, look at him..."
Yulou glanced at him and said: "He must have been tempted by the rituals of the immortal way. He is in danger of becoming a demon. Take him back to exorcise the demon. Release him when everything is fine."
Next, Wang Cailiang was also taken away. Afterwards, the Taoist priests inspected and found that among the minced meat on the ground were cattle, sheep, and pigs, as well as the corpses of Wang Cailiang's boys.
In addition, they also found a moved altar and incense candles in a nearby room... But no matter how they interrogated him, Taoist Qingling still refused to reveal anything, and he was eventually escorted to Long Snake Mountain.
The external announcement was that Taoist Qingling had been transferred.