Followed Zhang Pingan and arrived at the door of the other party's house.
Looking at the dilapidated house in front of him, Nanhua Taoist was a little surprised.
This kid... doesn't he always make money? How can he live so simply?
Perhaps Zhang Ping'an saw Taoist Nanhua's doubts and made another gesture.
Nanhua Taoist shook his head:
"I see."
"So, the money collected was actually given to the county government."
"You have shouldered a lot of karma, but in the end you didn't even get any benefits."
As soon as she stepped into the small courtyard, the old woman in the house seemed to hear some noise.
"Did you come back safely?"
"Why is it so early today?"
With that said, the old woman walked out with a cane and groping for the door frame.
Zhang Pingan hurriedly ran forward to help. Although he could not speak, he carefully helped the old woman back to the side.
When Nanhua Taoist saw this, he immediately said:
"Old man."
"I am Zhang Ping'an, please come here to treat your eyes."
The old woman was slightly stunned, then smiled and waved her hand:
"No."
"My eyes have been blind since I was young."
"Over the years, Ping An has used many methods, bought many medicines, and hired many doctors, but nothing has cured his condition."
Taoist Nanhua looked at Zhang Pingan, and the distressed look in his eyes made him look more humane at this time.
Who would have thought that an officer and soldier who maliciously asked for money at the door would turn out to be such a gentle and filial son when he got home?
Immediately, Taoist Nanhua didn't say anything, he just took a bowl of water and put a charm into the water bowl.
The talisman melts when it meets water and turns into a bowl of cinnabar-colored talisman water in an instant.
"Old man."
"I have already been brought here by your son."
"Whether it works or not, let's try it."
"There is no need to drink any bitter decoction. After drinking this water, we will see whether it can cure the disease."
The old woman looked confused.
But Zhang Pingan gently patted her shoulder.
This should be the unique way of communication between mother and son.
The old woman immediately lost her guard and drank the talisman water.
Zhang Ping'an suddenly gasped nervously.
But the old woman suddenly felt her eyes were itchy and rubbed them subconsciously:
"It's strange, my eyes..."
Before she finished speaking, a ray of bright light poured into the old woman's field of vision.
As the halo and dizziness gradually disappeared, and the discomfort subsided little by little, the old woman was stunned when she looked at the entire room and Zhang Ping'an, whose face was filled with tears.
"I...I can see?"
"You...you are safe, right?"
The old woman held Zhang Pingan's face excitedly:
"Son!"
"You...why don't you speak?"
Taoist Nanhua told the old woman what had happened.
After hearing this, the old woman immediately beat her crutch with hatred:
"How could you do such a thing!"
"Shame on you!"
"Everyone is living so hard now, why do you bother the victims?"
"It's really...unfortunate for our family!"
Zhang Ping'an knelt there silently, with his head lowered.
Nanhua Taoist smiled.
The way Zhang Ping'an looks now, he just doesn't want to conflict with his mother.
As for...whether he felt regret or guilt in his heart, it's hard to say.
"There is no need to blame the old man anymore."
"This is a promise between me and him."
"I cured your eye disease, and he also saw my methods. If he wants to speak, he must redeem his karma."
"I came here this time because I wanted to talk to the old man."
"In the future, I may take him traveling for a few years."
"It can also be considered as giving him a lot of experience and forging his heart."
The old woman had a very understanding of righteousness and nodded in agreement:
"That's a good thing!"
"Thank you, Immortal Lao, for being able to do this for your children."
…
Nanhua Taoist priest lived in Zhang Pingan's home for three days, which gave Zhang Pingan some time to say goodbye to his mother.
Of course, before leaving, Nanhua Taoist also made a fortune teller for Zhang Ping'an's mother, which turned out to be a lucky fortune for a long life.
Finally, Taoist Nanhua also left a lot of silver to the old woman.
Let him live his daily life, nature will be enough.
Before leaving, Zhang Ping'an kowtowed three times to the old woman with red eyes.
The old woman sat there, although she felt uncomfortable, she showed a smile:
"Son."
"When you go out, you must listen to the words of the immortals."
"Abandon your sins as soon as possible, speak out as soon as possible, but don't...do the things that will lead to retribution again!"
…
Time flies, half a year has passed.
Zhang Ping'an, who followed Taoist Nanhua people all over the country, also witnessed how difficult it is for people to survive in troubled times.
"Ping An, have you gained any insights in the past six months?"
This day, Taoist Nanhua asked while walking.
What is surprising is that although Zhang Ping'an still cannot speak, he can still make sounds.
This also counts as the sound transmission method he learned from Nanhua Taoist Master during this period of time.
Although he cannot communicate with ordinary people, he can communicate with Nanhua Taoists in this way of speaking with his own soul.
"Master, I don't understand."
"These people obviously have such a hard life, why...are they willing to accept all kinds of unequal exploitation?"
Nanhua Taoist 1 said as he walked:
"Because they have no choice."
"Land, housing, medical treatment, and three meals a day all require silver."
"Nowadays, the court is dark and the law is dark. Even if these people know it, they can't do anything about it."
"Over time, human nature becomes numb and becomes like grass and grass. Although we will still work hard for our own survival every day."
"My heart has changed."
Zhang Ping'an was a little confused and couldn't help but send a message:
"Change of heart?"
"Master, what kind of heart is it?"
Nanhua Taoist smiled slightly:
"When the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the people are energetic in their work."
"Why?"
"Because I eat three meals a day, even if it is a simple meal, I still live a happy and comfortable life."
"When they have enough to eat, they will worry about whether the country can survive and whether the court's laws are fair."
"Those nobles from aristocratic families who are already superior to others study and serve as officials, but they can also cultivate themselves, manage their families, and govern the country and bring peace to the world."
"However, when the country is in chaos and the person in power is dead, everything changes."
"The work of ordinary people is only to fill their stomachs."
"It doesn't matter what the country is like."
"It doesn't matter whether the law is fair or not."
"The safety of others is not my business."
"So much so that most people make money just for wine and meat."
"With this cycle, the fate of the imperial court is gradually diminished."
Zhang Pingan was silent for a moment:
"But, sir, you said that the dragon veins of the Han Dynasty still have some strength."
"That's the truth." Nanhua Taoist slowly raised his head and looked at the capital that was approaching in front of him: "So, I want to see what kind of energy Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty is rumored to have, can still maintain such darkness.
’s rule.”
With that said, Nanhua Taoist took Zhang Ping'an into the city.
As a national capital, its magnificence and prosperity, and even its population, are astonishing.
Everywhere you look, there are traffickers and pawns, all three sects and nine currents.
Zhang Ping'an couldn't help but say:
"master."
"It's... so prosperous here."
Taoist Nanhua nodded, but there was no hint of joy on his expression.
The capital is so prosperous, but outside the capital, most of the cities are dilapidated.
There are even many people displaced by natural disasters who have no fixed place to live, which makes people think that things in this world are impermanent.
The two found an inn.
In the room, Taoist Nanhua was sitting in front of the couch.
Zhang Pingan pushed open the window.
The location of the inn is excellent, almost near the most prosperous streets.
Looking around, under the lively fireworks, there are sounds of trading and shouting everywhere.
When Zhang Ping'an saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Compared with other towns, this place is indeed like heaven and hell. The difference is huge.
suddenly:
"Help!"
"There are dead people!"
"There... there's someone killed over there!"
The sudden screams caught everyone's attention.
Amid the discussion, the boy rushed into the crowd and stumbled to the ground.
It seemed that he was too frightened and could not stand up several times.
Killing in broad daylight?
and……
Zhang Ping'an couldn't help but look at Taoist Nanhua.
The latter smiled slightly: "Did you notice something?"
Zhang Ping'an nodded and said via voice transmission:
"There must be evil spirits in that boy's body."
"And...looking at his clothes, he should be a servant of the big family here."
Nanhua Taoist nodded:
"In half a year, your talent has become stronger and stronger."
"Perceiving the power of evil spirits is not something that ordinary people can do."
"The evil spirit in that boy shouldn't be a big problem."
"It's not his own karma."
Zhang Ping'an's eyebrows moved:
"So... there is a strong evil spirit around this boy, or in the place where he works?"
Taoist Nanhua thought for a moment and then said:
"There's no rush."
"There should be many capable people and strangers in this capital city."
"Let's take a look at the situation and then make a conclusion."
"You have been traveling all day long last night, and now you are exhausted. Please rest first."
…
Zhang Pingan fell asleep quickly.
Nan Hua Taoist sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath.
The two of them rested from the sun until dusk and sunset.
The street, which had been gradually quiet, became noisy again.
Nanhua Taoist slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window.
But I saw a few people who should be from the government carrying a body away.
The faces of these government officials were all pale, as if they had seen something very frightening.
Suddenly, at a click, one of the corpse's arms slipped from the white cloth.
Taoist Nanhua could clearly see that that arm... had no skin!
"Death by being skinned?"
Taoist Nan Hua closed his eyes slightly and looked at the evil aura on the skinless corpse, which was almost like a flame.
"With such heavy grievances, I'm afraid I will turn into a corpse tonight."