Chapter 282 A man walks between heaven and earth, why is there no wife?
The heavy night wind howled.
The bamboo leaves outside the Taoist temple rustled, and the sound was particularly clear in this dreary weather.
Su Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he and Ji Nanjue looked at each other. Then he picked up the sword box behind him and leaned on his back. He looked at the wall and followed the sound until he reached the door of the Taoist temple.
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In the mountains outside the Taoist temple, the wind has preceded the rain, and fallen leaves mixed with dust are sweeping across the sky. However, the small broken Taoist temple where Su Bei is located is still covered by the walls and eaves.
It blocked too much wind and blocked the coming storm.
It was getting colder late at night, so Su Bei and Ji Nanjue naturally had nothing to do with each other, but Li Zijun was still a mortal, and had just taken a bath, so he had a slender physique, so he subconsciously shrank his legs in the direction of Ji Nanjue.
A few feet away from the Taoist temple, the wind was blowing wildly, and a fire inside the Taoist temple was clearly extinguished, but it gave people a warm feeling.
The footsteps are getting closer.
“Bang bang bang!”
There were several knocks on the door.
"Old man, I saw a fire here, so I came here specifically to take shelter from the rain."
With the sound of pushing the door open, the pouring rain outside instantly swept over and poured towards the house, making it look gloomy.
An old man appeared at the door. He looked kind-hearted. His long gown had already been soaked by the rain, and his white hair was tied into locks. Water was dripping on the ground.
Seeing that it was an old man, Su Bei's eyes were slightly confused and he looked at him carefully.
The location here is remote, and the official road has been abandoned for a long time, but it is not surprising for a pedestrian to pass by occasionally. The only strange thing may be why the old man is traveling alone.
From his point of view, this old man has not had any fluctuations in his cultivation. Well... he is a very ordinary, very ordinary old man.
The old man closed the door of the Taoist temple to block the rainwater. He looked at the three people inside the Taoist temple and bowed.
"The old man likes to walk around. I didn't expect it to rain so hard in the middle of the night, and there are no shelters around..."
As he spoke, he placed the luggage on his back in the corner and worked for a while.
Then he sat down in another corner and put away his raincoat.
"In northern Jiangsu, those who came to visit the southern country with their families encountered a heavy rain, and they also came to this Taoist temple to take shelter from the rain..."
Seeing the kind person on the other side, Su Bei stood up and said hello to the old man. After thinking about it, he handed over the half rabbit that was roasting on the fire.
The old man blinked, but did not refuse. He reached out to take it and started eating.
The sky is getting darker and darker, but the rain still has no intention of stopping, and streams of water flow from the eaves.
Perhaps because of the addition of this old man, the three of them were all sleepy. Su Bei thought for a while and took out a blanket to cover Li Zijun.
"Where are you going, old gentleman?"
The rain was pouring down, and it was very noisy outside, but inside the Taoist temple, there was a feeling that the world had suddenly become quiet.
When the old man heard Su Bei's question, he put the rabbit with only its skeleton aside and wiped the corners of his mouth:
"Visiting an old friend and sending my granddaughter there."
"Hahaha, I'm ashamed to say that I haven't taught my granddaughter anything since she has been with the old man for so long. Now I can only ask my old friend..."
Ji Nanjue gently pulled Su Bei, and the two of them felt the aura gradually becoming more abundant in the world.
It was obviously brought by the old man in front of him, and Su Bei was a little unsure of this man's intentions for a while.
Of course he wouldn't think that this was just someone who came to take shelter from the rain?
I can't see through my cultivation. If I were to jump off a cliff, I might see him falling downwards in the middle of the jump. I would like to add: Sir, are you jumping off a cliff too? What a coincidence, what a coincidence.
Sir, you are so happy...
"Old man, did I disturb Mr. Su?"
"Hahaha, don't pay attention to me, I'm just taking a nap here and I'll leave when the rain stops."
"..."
Since this person said this, Su Bei smiled at him.
Li Zijun wrapped the blanket around him, thought for a while and suddenly asked:
"Master, you just told Sister Nanji that the Dragon Clan is not a demon cultivator...then what is the Dragon Clan?"
A little bored, Su Bei also started chatting for a while and said with a smile:
"The genus of dragon has great significance in the twenty-one states. Perhaps it is more like a symbol?"
"The Ninth Five Supreme Being is still wearing a dragon robe. Doesn't this just show the high status of the dragon in the hearts of the monks?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue's eyes flickered slightly. She felt that she might have guessed the old man's identity, but she was not sure yet, so she hesitated and added:
"I don't have a good impression of those dragons."
Sure enough, the old man who had been reading a book seemed to slightly raise his eyebrows, but he stopped there and made no other moves.
"The flood hundreds of years ago flooded the earth, and no one in the states along the Cangjiang River could escape."
"Everywhere you go is ruined. How dare you bear such karma just for selfish reasons?"
"..."
The old man leaning against the wall slowly held his beard and was silent for a long time.
Li Zijun asked:
"But there was a dragon that climbed up against the current and used its body to prevent the flood from spreading..."
Ji Nanjue touched Li Zijun's hair, smiled and said:
"You know all about such secret things? It seems like your father has taught you a lot."
"It can only be said that there are still one or two conscientious people in this ethnic group..."
The old man put down the idle book in his hand, turned around happily, and looked at the three people:
"The old man has heard some rumors during his travels over the years."
"The dragon that walked through the water back then was really a helpless move, and hundreds of years later, it has been making up for the catastrophe that year, spreading clouds and rain along the Cangjiang River in the 21st Prefecture, and it has been raining for hundreds of years.
There is no drought, and there are many people who have restrained rivers and swamps..."
Having said this, the old man did not look at Ji Nanjue, but turned to look at Su Bei, and said meaningfully:
"What do you think of this dragon, sir?"
Su Bei seemed to be sure who the person in front of him was. Maybe he was the grandpa mentioned by the arrogant little loli he had met?
"Su actually wants to ask sir, if the achievements of Xingyu in the past hundreds of years are worth the catastrophe of that year, will the dragon still protect the Yan'an of Cangzhou?"
This sentence stopped the old man in his tracks. He frowned and thought about something silently.
"Actually, Su has some understanding of what happened to the Dragon Clan back then, but he doesn't comment on it because he doesn't know the whole story. I think the Dragon Clan must have been forced to do this out of necessity."
"The Dragon Clan has been bringing clouds and rain to the world for more than a few hundred years. Su actually heard a story about a good man who did good deeds throughout his life, but accidentally did a bad thing, and everyone alienated him and scolded him.
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"And a bad person has done bad things all his life, and before he dies, he does a good deed, and everyone starts to praise him and admire him. In Su's mind, isn't this a kind of moral kidnapping?"
"Sir, there is no need to always feel guilty about what happened in the past. The merits are merits, and the faults are faults. You must make up for the mistakes you have made... In fact, Su still admires the Dragon Clan from the bottom of his heart."
"..."
This sentence is half true and half false. First of all, Su Bei does have a deep-rooted worship of the dragon clan. On the other hand, he speaks human language when he sees people, and speaks dragon language when he sees a dragon...
——Speak mellowly, this is a traditional virtue.
Su Bei's words had directly pointed out the old man's identity. Seeing this, the old man no longer hid anything. He put the idle book in his hand aside, stood up and looked at Su Bei and said with a smile:
"Elder Su's words really touched my heart, old man."
"I, Ao Xuan, have met Elder Su."
Su Bei didn't hesitate, he stood up and returned the same salute:
"Sword Sect Su Bei has met the Dragon King."
Ao Xuan's face glowed red, and he looked at Su Bei with a cheerful smile. For some reason, Su Bei always felt that the gaze on him was strange and frightening.
It's like looking at my son-in-law?
"Old man, I happened to be passing by this time, and I also came to see Elder Su."
"Elder Su is indeed as rumored, a gentle and kind person..."
"I can rest assured that I will leave my granddaughter to you."
In an instant, the two eyes beside Su Bei all looked towards Su Bei.
They were all meant to be scrutinized. Su Bei choked for a moment, looked at Ao Xuan, and said repeatedly with a guilty conscience:
"Lord Dragon, please don't talk nonsense...what kind of granddaughter do you want..."
Ao Xuan looked at Su Bei with a half-smile, and glanced at the two women beside him:
"Hahahahahahaha...hahaha."
The violent laughter made Su Bei shiver subconsciously. Of course, he was not sure whether it was because of the dragon or the small hand that stretched out to the left around his waist.
Ao Xuan packed his luggage, stood up, and shook off the raindrops from his body.
"Wonderful, wonderful, Elder Su is still a henpecked person?"
He stepped forward and patted Su Bei's shoulder with his big hand, haha:
"If a man walks between heaven and earth, why should he be without a wife?"
"It's getting late, so the old man won't disturb Elder Su's enjoyment."
"When I met Elder Su today, I just felt that it was too late to meet him. I will invite Elder Su to my Beihai for a drink someday. I hope Elder Su will not refuse..."
"..."
Su Bei swallowed with extremely gentle throat movements, and made sure again and again that this was not a polite remark, that the old dragon was serious, and his heart instantly felt numb.
But he still calmed down and showed a wry smile towards Ao Xuan:
"Then I will disturb the Dragon King tomorrow..."
Ao Xuan nodded, put on his raincoat and bamboo hat, opened the door, turned around and disappeared through the door.
Only the roar of a dragon could be heard between heaven and earth.
Rumble——
There was a loud roar of thunder.
"Roar--"
Ao Xuan did not find Su Bei intentionally this time. When he was passing by, he happened to feel the aura of his sword-raising aura, and he followed this sword intention.
I thought that Su Bei had rejected Ao Yue, but after thinking about it, he was also prejudiced against the Dragon Clan, and he had even made plans to forcibly abduct it to Beihai.
I never thought that this person's temperament was in line with my own heart. Although what he said was a bit flattering, the words he said to make up for his mistakes actually spoke to his heart.
For so many years, I have been worried about what the Dragon Clan did back then. Now I can gradually let it go and try my best to ensure that the weather along the Cangjiang River is smooth...
Watching the dragon gradually go away, and the thunder in the sky gradually began to calm down, Su Bei said to himself:
"The only person in the Southern Kingdom who is qualified to be an old friend of Dragon King Ao Xuan is probably the Confucian sage other than the Southern Emperor..."
"Did he send his granddaughter to Kongchan Lake?"
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong and turned his head to face Ji Nanjue's meaningful eyes.
I don’t know why I feel a little guilty:
"Ahem, Ji Bao'er, can you let go of your hands?"
"A little pain......"
The corners of Ji Nanjue's mouth curled up, and she said quietly:
"You're thinking about someone's granddaughter so soon?"
"You even started to guess where?"
Su Bei was ashamed, he followed her little hand and pulled her over, and said seriously:
"No way, is my husband that kind of person?"
Ji Nanjue pushed him away, frowned slightly, and imitated Ao Xuan's tone:
"Oh? A real man walks between heaven and earth, why bother without a wife?"
As he spoke, he turned around with a bit of pity and pretended to cry:
"Elder Su is going to be the consort of the Dragon Palace, but will he still remember his wife?"
"Oh, isn't Elder Su a huge person? How dare Nan Ji climb so high?"
"..."
Su Bei rubbed his forehead. After thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to evaluate it. He smiled coquettishly and hugged her.
Let her struggle for a few moments.
Ji Nanjue just teased a few words, pushed her symbolically, and fell into his arms, muttering:
"Sure enough, men are all the same, and what they can't get is the best..."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, unable to laugh or cry.
When could I say such resentful words?
Su Bei kissed her lips gently, hugged her tightly, and said with some hesitation in his eyes:
"Then the old dragon came to see me this time, I'm afraid it's because of the incident of drawing the sword."
"Ao Yue had already approached me before, but I rejected him..."
Ji Nanjue sighed, and the three of them sat down around the fire, staring at the roasted kidneys in a daze:
"When you go to Kongchan Lake, ask the Confucian sages what they think."
I don’t know if it was because of the dragon’s departure, but the rain outside the Taoist temple became much lighter.
Being interrupted like this, several people lost their sleep.
Li Zijun took out a xun with many patterns, closed his eyes, smiled slightly, and heard the sound of wind and rain beside his ears, playing ancient music.
My eyes are rippled, looking at the moon and tracing people, waiting for the sound of the xun to fill the fields.
I murmured softly in my heart:
"Master...when will you be able to treat Zijun like this?"
...
The sun is dazzling.
On the official road, a group of monks drove an airship and drove quickly in the direction of the ancient country of Nanfeng.
All the disciples on the airship were holding long swords and looking at the distant mountain scenery under the airship.
Xiao Ruoqing sat quietly in a corner, her eyes dazed from time to time.
Then he seemed to have thought of something, and he clenched his fist tightly towards the corner of his skirt: