In the next few days, a group of us stayed on Longtan Lake to recuperate in Old Man Su’s painting house.
The previous battle really caused us a lot of damage, especially the injuries suffered by the two masters and the immortals were not light.
The master had no intention of leaving back to the village, so he decided to live here from now on. He said that the environment here was quiet, elegant, and full of spiritual energy, suitable for spiritual practice. He also gave Longtan Lake a name that he thought was elegant, called Qun
Fairy Lake wanted to use Old Man Su's boat as a stronghold, and the boat was indeed occupied.
As the fifteenth day of the first lunar month approaches, according to custom, I have to go back to visit the graves of my deceased ancestors, burn paper and send lanterns.
The master thought of Master Cao again and sighed for a while. At that time, the cave collapsed and Old Man Su only focused on rescuing us. Master Cao's body was pressed in the cave and buried. The master set up a tomb for Master Cao and burst into tears. As people get older, it may be more...
It’s easy to feel nostalgic!
I took Chang Xiaomeng and Huang Yongyong away with the two immortals. Before I left, I did not forget to fulfill the promise I made to the wild fairies and monsters in the mountains. I gave them more than a dozen bundles of tribute incense for those who were willing to drink.
There is also enough wine for those wild fairies to have a nice meal.
Those wild fairies and monsters were so happy that they all bowed to me drunkenly and thanked me. They all said that if anything happens in the future, just call them and they will be on call.
Bai Yingxue and Chang Xiaoyu didn't come with me. They spent the whole day playing together quite well, and it felt like they met too late. I was worried that Bai Yingxue, who was so innocent, wouldn't be abducted by Chang Xiaoyu. They were very
They pestered me, saying that they liked the hot springs in this lake and wanted to take a bath every day, and just asked me to call them in my mind when I had something to do.
Aunt Su loves peace and quiet, so this place is quite suitable and she didn't come with me. In fact, I know that she is mainly worried about the master and wants to stay with him.
But it doesn’t matter if they are not with me. Even if something happens, I can call them in my heart and they will be able to sense it. It is enough to have the two guardian immortals Chang Xiaomeng and Huang Yongyong beside me.
Besides, I now have the ability to protect myself to a certain extent, and I have a magic weapon like the Judge's Pen in my hand, so I can easily handle small things by myself.
In fact, I don't really want to trouble the immortals in the hall unless I have to. After all, you still have to walk your own path. In this life, the only one who can accompany you to the end is yourself.
Along the way, Huang Yongyong wandered around, sometimes going here and there, sometimes west, and I don’t know what he was busy with. I guess he has been accompanying me these days. The group of yellow-skinned people in the nest must be in trouble. I don’t know if they are happy.
I don’t like three wives and four concubines, haha.
Just when I thought of this, Huang Yongyong ran back and told me that there was a situation ahead.
I hurriedly followed him forward. After not walking very far, I came to Dalizi on the edge of a mountain. The location was quite dangerous. There were cliffs of ten thousand feet on both sides, and there was only a narrow path in front of me.
I was just wondering, why did Huang Yongyong bring me here? To see the scenery? There is nothing good to see here. Apart from the rocks, it is a cliff, and there are a few big pine trees growing on the cliff, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
Huang Yongyong pointed with his paws at the cracks between a few big rocks in front of him. I took a closer look and found that there was indeed something!
In the gap between those big rocks, there is a person sitting upright. You can't find it unless you look carefully. But he would have died long ago!
I quickly took a few steps closer, got closer, and recognized at a glance that this person was Dong Laosan who ran away from my house that day!
I saw a big bloody hole in the chest of his corpse. The heart had been taken out, along with a large number of internal organs, hanging on the legs. There was a large pool of blood around him, which had long been frozen into a big lump of ice.
Dong Laosan looked ferocious. He didn’t know whether he had seen something terrible or was in pain. He could not rest in peace until he died!
The eyes were bulging and protruding, the pupils were dilated, covered with red bloodshot threads, and were as dense as spider webs. His mouth was open, and he must have screamed in pain before he died.
His left hand was digging hard at the big stone beside him. His nails were scratched and split with bloodshot veins, and the veins on his hands were bulging. His right hand was raised high in the air, curved like a chicken claw. I wonder if he wanted to grab it before he died.
Where to stay.
I was shocked when Huang Yongyong pulled me forward again. I carefully walked around the big rocks and walked forward for a short distance. Sure enough, something happened!
Dong Lao's third daughter-in-law was lying on the ground, with one foot dangling on the edge of the cliff to prevent her from falling. Her head hit a large rock with sharp edges, making a big hole, and her brains dripped all over the floor.
The large puddle looks like tofu brains scattered on the ground. Mixed with the older blood, it looks like the marinade added to the tofu brains.
Alas, I let out a long sigh, feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart.
It's not that I feel guilty because they died tragically. In fact, I have done my best in this matter. I can help them avoid the first grade of junior high school, but I can't help them hide for the rest of their lives.
Maybe there is a certain destiny, God is watching what you do, and you will be found sooner or later for the sins you have committed.
I think of what many people say, "Good people are not rewarded, and bad people live for thousands of years." When I think about it carefully, this statement is a bit too one-sided.
In fact, things in the world are not so black and white. Can a so-called good person guarantee that he has never done a bad thing in his life? And which bad person has never done a good thing in his life?
You may think that a bad person who deserves retribution may not necessarily be a bad person overall. For example, if you only see a person doing one bad thing, but don't care about the nine good things he did, looking at it overall
He may not be an outright bad guy. So the retribution you think he deserves has not yet arrived, but one code equals one code, the way of heaven is clear, rewards and punishments, today's cause will be tomorrow's result, and the evil done by people will always be the same.
One day you will swallow bad consequences.
You see that the bad guy seems to be living quite freely, but what awaits him after death may be pulling out his tongue with iron pliers, burning with cannons, mountains of swords, seas of fire, being thrown into pans of oil, and all kinds of punishments in the eighteenth level of hell are not just for show! In other words, retribution may not be on him.
, his descendants will either be impoverished or have no descendants.
Therefore, we still need to advise people to do good and not to do evil, but to do good deeds, do not worry about the future.
Now that Dong and his wife are dead in the wilderness, I have no choice but to go home first and find someone to figure out how to deal with it. Now that we have met, it is an arrangement from somewhere, and we can't just ignore it and leave it here.
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Huang Yongyong and I continued to rush home. Brother Meng didn't know what he was doing at the moment. He must have practiced again. He is a cultivator.
Along the way, I was filled with emotions as I thought about what happened in the past few days.
A big white fox suddenly jumped out of the grass nest. I was not prepared and was startled. It looked back at me for a few times and then ran away. The color of its coat was really handsome.
When I got home, my parents asked me what I was doing. I hadn't seen anyone for several days.
I didn't dare to tell them all my experiences these past few days. I just said that the master was back and I stayed with him for a few days.
When my father heard that the master was back, he was so happy that he asked for a drink with the master. He didn't even get together to have a good drink during the Chinese New Year, so he asked his mother to prepare the meal.
I told them that there was no need to make any fuss. The master would no longer live in the village and would go into the mountains to cultivate.
Dad said "Oh", his expression a little disappointed, as if he was missing a drinking buddy.
As if remembering something, my mother hurriedly told me that the Sun family and the Xue family have been coming to see me every day these days, and they didn't know what was going on. She asked me to take some time to check on them, so as not to delay anything.
I said I understood, and planned to climb up on the kang to rest first. Every day is full of things, who can resist this pace, and there are still a lot of homework to do. As school is about to start, I think of the head teacher’s words.
The fierce look in his eyes makes my heart tremble just thinking about it.
As a result, as soon as I got on the kang and my buttocks were still warm, there was a loud knock on the door.
Dad opened the door and saw that it was Sun Yuzhen, Widow Sun. When she saw me, she felt like she had seen a savior. She cried and said that something had happened to her child and asked me to go and have a look.
I asked her what was going on, and she said she didn't know exactly what was going on. I just knew that on New Year's Eve, her son Sun Mingqing was frightened at the grave in the morning, and ran back before he finished paying the tribute. He kept talking nonsense.
, saying that his father appeared.
She didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was a collision. The child's traditional method of "stepping across the brazier" didn't work, and finding a magician to draw charms didn't work either. It's getting worse and worse in the past few days.
It seemed like he couldn't wake up, and he also had a high fever. He looked for me several times but I wasn't there. This time he caught me and asked me to go and have a look.
I had no choice but to go down to the fields and take a walk with Widow Sun.
When they arrived at her house, they saw Sun Ming hiding under the quilt in broad daylight, covered with several layers of quilts, and sleeping in a daze.
I opened his eyes and looked at him, then checked his condition, asked how he was eating and so on, and finally opened his celestial eye and checked carefully up and down, left and right.
The soul is still there, so it's nothing serious. I guess I was just timid and frightened by something, or maybe I really got hit by something, but it's no longer a problem now. I just feel a little frightened, so just take it easy.
I drew a requiem and lit it, and asked Widow Sun to quickly get a bowl of water and give it to her son to drink.
After Fu Shui was taken down, less than half an hour later, Sun Ming's eyelids fluttered open, his eyes rolled, and he sat up, noisy and hungry, and asked his mother to get something delicious. I observed carefully for a while,
It's okay, that's it.
I was afraid that I might have missed something, but I wanted to avoid any accidents, so I asked Sun Ming what was going on.
His face looked a little unhappy, and he trembled and told me what happened that day again.
Sun Ming is the only child of the Sun family in the village. He will be 15 years old after the Chinese New Year. His family has been making tofu for generations, and his life is quite prosperous. His father, Sun Changshan, passed away early, and it was his mother and his grandmother who raised him.
The village is full of Manchus, who are called Zaiqi as the old saying goes. The custom is to visit the graves in the morning before dawn on New Year's Eve. This is different from the custom of the local people. Some of them have lunch at noon before visiting the graves.
The tomb of Lao Sun's family is in the mountain at the east end of the village. Early in the morning, Sun Ming packed up the tributes and went to the tomb.
Sun Ming was holding the tribute items in his hands and was shivering from the cold. As he walked, he switched his hands and breathed in the warm air.
Leng Buding heard movement next to him, and he was so frightened that he dared not speak out. When he listened carefully, it was as if someone was whispering beside him, "Dead...dead...dead...dead...dead...