Hearing the footsteps around him gradually stop, Chang Sheng looked back at Wu Si Shang in confusion.
"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? Or do you know Xiao Yanlang?"
It was impossible to see Wu Si Shang's expression hidden under the thick bear skin, not to mention that he was still lowering his head at this moment. Hearing Chang Sheng's question, Wu Si Shang was silent for a while, and then smiled softly.
"You said Xiaoyanlang, how come you don't know this? It is said that Xiaoyanlang was a young official who used to manage Jiangdong. Because he is a local, he is young and responsible, and he thinks about the people wholeheartedly. Everyone likes him very much, so there is no
They called him Xiaoyanlang by his official name. Speaking of which, the temple in this city was probably built for Xiaoyanlang. After Xiaoyanlang died on the way, Jiang Dong's life plummeted, and everyone
I miss my parents, a young and promising official, so I built a temple for him and worshiped him day and night. One is to comfort Xiao Yanlang’s spirit in heaven, and the other is to have a spiritual sustenance.”
"Isn't it that the immortal can't understand? People living in dire straits are so ignorant. They have no way to resist, so they can only put their hope in others. This vain hope has become their spiritual support.
Oh, no matter how desperately we hope, how can we help them when the people are already dead? It's just a mirror image."
Wu Si Shang has always been a person who laughs and scolds with joy, and he has an unexpected free and easy attitude, but at this moment, the deep sadness, the undeniable pain, is almost beyond words.
Chang Sheng was greatly impacted by this powerful emotion and immediately fell into deep thought.
"..."
Changsheng looked at Wu Sishang, who was rarely excited, and felt a little strange. She only mentioned one person, why was he so excited? And this kind of excitement did not seem to be like treating a person who died a long time ago, but
It's a, um, acquaintance whom I've gotten along with before.
So Chang Sheng naturally asked.
"Do you know Xiaoyanlang?"
"Why did you ask so?"
Wu Si Shang paused, then smiled nonchalantly, sounding as if he didn't care much about it.
"It's just that I've heard a lot from the elders before, so I'm a little familiar with it. If the immortal grew up listening to someone's stories, he would also be very familiar with it. But what can I say, if you listen to it too much, you'll be familiar with it.
Don’t like it anymore.”
But looking at Wu Si Shang's appearance, I didn't feel that he didn't like the legendary Xiaoyan Lang, but more of the pain of his death.
Chang Sheng sighed and patted Wu Si Shang on the shoulder. No matter what, the death of a good official who served the people wholeheartedly is worth remembering. In addition, because of his death, everyone's life has plummeted, so they will naturally miss him even more.
.So, how much did these Jiangdong City citizens love the legendary Xiaoyan Lang that they would still follow the previous practice and pay their respects to the Xiaoyan Lang even after his death.
"That little handsome man is really a good official."
"Chief Immortal, you have never met him, how could you know that he is a good official?"
"From your feelings, I can see that he is really a good person."
"..."
Wu Si Shang no longer struggled with this issue, so why did this immortal care so much about an ordinary person? And why did he dream of Xiao Yanlang?
In fact, Changsheng herself couldn't tell, because she seemed to be pulled into that dream. And the owner of the dream seemed to be the little girl named Ayun?
"I don't know what's going on. I'm a monk. If I were an ordinary person, it shouldn't be possible to pull me into a dream without being noticed. But after I woke up, no matter how I checked, I couldn't find anything strange.
"
"I see."
"And the little girl named Ayun, I don't know what happened to her later. It seemed like she and her mother were living well at that time..."
Wu Si Shang fell into silence, and finally spoke with a smile.
"They were all characters hundreds of years ago. What does it matter whether they lived well or not at that time? Aren't they all still one of those immobile Jiangdong City residents now? Immortal Chief, why are you so sentimental? I remember
Don’t monks have to have as little contact with others as possible? When there are selfish desires, there will be feelings. Too many emotions will only make monks have distracting thoughts, right? But I see that your cultivation level is so high, it doesn’t matter at all.
Unaffected by those emotions."
"...It seems so."
Changsheng had not considered this issue before, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that it is indeed as Wu Sishang said, that he has not interacted with others, but it has not hindered his practice.
At this time, Yuanji Impermanence told her.
"Don't forget that you are the first person to enter the Tao with compassion since ancient times. Those emotions of yours are probably the motivation for your practice. Some of them are turned into enlightenment and absorbed by the Mingwu Crystal. In short, you don't
There will be such a problem forever. Don't listen to him, what does a mortal know? Even if he is not as carefree as he appears, he is unlikely to have any real knowledge."
Changsheng didn't say a word. She looked directly at the sky, and then continued walking in the direction of the dark valley.
The Dark Valley is not in this city. You have to walk more than three hundred miles northwest of the city before you can see it. So how did Wu Sishang, who was thousands of miles away from the Dark Valley, manage to be very familiar with this Dark Valley?
Really familiar, so used to it when leading the way?
"Chang Immortal? Why don't you leave?"
Wu Si Shang looked back at Chang Sheng strangely, wondering why she suddenly stopped leaving. Looking at Wu Si Shang, who was doing everything normally, Chang Sheng took two steps to follow her, but there was nothing unusual.
"I just feel that you are really familiar with this place."
"Of course, I'm not bragging. There is no place in the entire Biluo Middle World that I am not familiar with! I am a native resident here! If you still want to go somewhere else, just ask, I know how to go. In order to manage that place over the years,
"Desert, I've lost all my strength, this world in the blue sky has gone anywhere, otherwise I wouldn't be as slovenly as I am now."
This seemed to be what Wu Sishang said unintentionally, or perhaps he meant to explain that Changsheng didn't care. She just looked at the three or three people in front of her and fell into deep thought.
Doesn’t it mean that few people know about Dark Valley? Why are there so many monks here?
Wu Sishang, who also saw this scene, was shocked.
"How is that possible? Didn't we all say that this place is very dangerous? Why do so many people come here? Aren't you afraid of death?"
At this time, the monks who had been waiting at the edge of the huge bowl-shaped valley had also discovered the two Changsheng figures. Seeing that there were few of them, and there was a mortal among them, they immediately set their sights on them, with malicious looks in their eyes from time to time.