"Have you heard? A lot of people have died outside recently!"
"Yes, many of them are servants and maids from wealthy families like ours."
"I heard that some people who practice evil arts are causing trouble!"
For a while, everyone was whispering.
There was worry in everyone's words.
However, no matter how they discuss it, when they pass by one of the houses, they will subconsciously hold their breath and concentrate.
Not only them, but even the other servants were nervous and silent when passing by the courtyard.
It wasn't until they left that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
“Every time I pass by here, I still feel a sense of oppression!”
"Yes! Ever since the young master and the young lady came back injured from hunting a few years ago, their temperaments have changed drastically."
"I heard that... I also learned a very cunning method!"
"Shh... don't talk nonsense, let's go! You want to die!"
Everyone was talking a lot and thought they were being very careful.
Unexpectedly, everything they say and do is actually under the control of the owner of this house.
In the house, faint green smoke lingered endlessly.
One boy and one girl, the twin brother and sister were sitting back to back on the futon.
The two of them breathed and practiced in a strange breath, and there was a special temperament that did not belong to a 78-year-old child.
Finally, the girl slowly opened her eyes:
"Brother, it seems that the case of skinless and bloody corpses in the capital has become more and more serious."
"This matter is 89% likely to have something to do with the superiors."
The boy also opened his eyes and said quietly:
"Um."
"Only those people can calm things down silently."
"It's 89% likely that it's the Shangshu Ling."
The girl shook her head slowly:
"If you want to practice Taoism and live forever, you can do it just by robbing others."
"That's called the universe being out of order."
"However, yesterday, there was a person beside dad who did a good job, and it seems that he was also poisoned."
The boy smiled slightly.
There was no emotion in that smile.
He didn't seem to feel any regret or sadness for the dead servant.
But there is no such ridicule and contempt for life.
Just a simple, indifferent smile without any emotion.
"If he dies because of this, it will be God's will."
"The end of your life cannot be saved by gods. It's natural. Don't think too much."
The girl asked back:
"That being the case, does my brother plan to...don't care?"
The boy said:
"Why bother?"
"It is a certain fate that the people will be harmed and the rituals and music of all dynasties will collapse."
"People die because of bad karma, and dynasties end because of evil deeds."
"In the end, luck will weaken and the dragon's veins will change owners. It's destiny."
"At this time, if Shangshu Ling is still alive, that's because God wants him to continue to live."
"Whether he dies with all his evildoing, or whether he dies in a state of confusion, all depends on God's will."
But at this moment, a chuckle came.
“Interesting and interesting.”
"With the classics I left behind, you have actually developed some skills."
As soon as he finished speaking, the room suddenly became filled with fog.
Faintly appearing, Taoist Ziyang slowly emerged.
The brother and sister were not surprised by the appearance of Taoist Ziyang.
The two stood up slowly and looked at Taoist Ziyang:
"Master."
Taoist Ziyang looked at the two of them with interest:
"I have a question to test you."
"If you pass, I will take you to practice."
"how?"
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Master, please give me a question."
Taoist Ziyang nodded:
"Then let's talk about this big guy."
"Do you think the man's strength has been exhausted?"
The two of them shook their heads without thinking.
"oh?"
"Why?"
Taoist Ziyang looked at the two of them with interest.
Originally, he thought that the brother and sister would have to discuss it some more, but unexpectedly, he already knew the result and did not hesitate at all.
"If the energy is exhausted and the capital is four weeks old, there will be no singing and dancing to bring peace." The elder brother took the lead and said, "Although the capital is luxurious, not eating minced meat is a sign of national subjugation."
"But the way of Qi Shu is as mysterious as it is mysterious."
"The Han Dynasty has accumulated a lot of luck. Now, no matter how defeated it is, it will still take another period of time."
My sister echoed:
"As for how many people will die and how many battles will be fought, it is impossible to determine."
"But the final result must be a great victory for the Han Dynasty."
Taoist Ziyang asked again:
"Have you never thought about ending the great man's energy in advance?"
The elder brother said without hesitation:
"An early end is just an early war."
"Under the fate of heaven, the dynasty will last as long as it deserves."
"Not to mention that it cannot be overturned."
"Even if there is really a 1 in 10,000 chance of achieving this, the people will not suffer less, but it is just a waste of effort."
Taoist Ziyang finally showed a hint of satisfaction.
"What are the names of you two?"
"Huadaolou."
"Flowers are impermanent."
Taoist Ziyang whisks 1 wave:
"In that case, start practicing with me from today on."
"I need... you to complete a task in the future."
Huadaolou and Hua Wuchang looked at each other with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
Taoist Ziyang smiled and said, "You don't have to think about it now. You will know it in a few years."
…
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed.
Nanhua Taoist took Zhang Pingan and Zhang Jiao around almost the entire Qingzhou.
Perhaps due to the constant exposure to wind and rain, Zhang Jiao's body looks much stronger than his peers. In addition, he has diligently practiced breathing and spells, and there is an unusual aura in his eyebrows.
.
However, the more this happened, the more Zhang Jue felt bored and helpless as he looked at this desolate place.
At this time, they had arrived at a county town.
However, this place is far away from the country and suffers from severe drought.
The entire city was lifeless and there was no sense of life at all.
"Master, it's also very poor here."
Seeing the unbearable look in Zhang Jue's eyes, Nanhua Taoist said quietly:
"Nowadays...the ruler of the Han Dynasty is ignorant and incompetent."
"Eunuchs have exclusive power and are obsessed with the magic of immortality."
"Such a backlash against the destiny of the country will naturally make the people's livelihood difficult, and various natural and man-made disasters will occur one after another."
On the side, Zhang Pingan also sent a message:
"I heard that Xidi is also fighting against the Han Dynasty. There are many strong men recruited over the years."
Taoist Nanhua looked around and nodded slowly.
"Ping An, you protect Zhang Jiao and go around the city."
"Just like usual, use the magic of talismans and elixirs to treat illnesses and save lives."
"Remember, no money is allowed."
Zhang Jiao and Zhang Ping'an took the order and walked towards the city.
Nanhua Taoist monk leaned on a nine-section staff, looked around, and sat at a well next to him.
I looked at it subconsciously.
But they saw that the well had long since dried up, and there were only some corpses of frogs and the like, emitting a stinky smell.
suddenly:
"Ta...ta..."
A burst of hollow footsteps came from behind.
Taoist Nanhua turned around and saw a ragged child, holding a rusty knife and desperately cutting the bark of the willow tree next to him.
Taoist Nanhua could tell at a glance that the child in front of him was one or two years older than Zhang Jiao in terms of bone age.
But with a rickety body, four skinny limbs, and a sallow complexion, he actually looks a few years younger than Zhang Jiao.
Maybe it's because I really don't have any energy anymore.
The child stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
The rusty knife cut the child's palm.
Blood flowed on the cracked earth.
However, when the child looked at his own blood, there was an inexplicable longing in his eyes, and he even swallowed subconsciously.
Nanhua Taoist sighed, stood up slowly, and came to the child step by step.
The child trembled all over, immediately grabbed the dagger, and pointed it at Nanhua Taoist with a nervous expression.
"This...this tree was discovered by me first!"
"You...you are not allowed to rob!"
Taoist Nanhua was stunned, and then said:
"Is this what you usually eat?"
The child said angrily: "It would be great if I could eat this every day."
"This tree has just grown some, and the bark is tender and can be used to make soup!"
"So... you leave quickly!"
Taoist Nanhua nodded and took a few steps back.
However, the vigilance in the child's eyes did not diminish at all.
He ignored the wound on his palm, and after briefly bandaging it with some dirty rags, he began to cut the bark more fiercely.
Finally, after pieces of bark were peeled off, the child put them in his arms and turned around and ran away.
Nanhua Taoist opened his mouth.
He originally wanted to remind the child that the wound might fester with such a dirty cloth.
But thinking about the miserable situation in this county, what I wanted to say was just a joke about not eating minced meat.
Thinking of this, Master Nanhua walked slowly towards the direction where the child was running, holding a nine-section staff.
It's about time for a cup of tea.
Nanhua Taoist stopped in front of a dilapidated house.
This house looks...as if it could collapse with just a slight touch.
But such a dilapidated house became the only place where this child and his family could shelter from wind and rain.
At this time, the sun was scorching hot.
Nanhua Taoist priest quietly came to the door, but heard a cough coming from inside.
"Mom, please wait first."
"I dug out the bark today and will cook it now. You can drink some to replenish your strength."
The woman lying on the thatch was sickly, her eyes were black, and she weakly squeezed out a smile:
"Yao'er."
"You'd better drink it yourself."
"Mom is not hungry."
The child ignored the woman's statement and carefully poured some turbid water into the basin.
It is said to be making soup, but in fact it is just soaking the bark with some water until it becomes soft.
Soon, some strange smells produced by the high temperature of wood came into the room.
Taoist Nanhua shook his head, walked up and knocked on the door.
The child immediately panicked, immediately turned off the fire, hid the cooked bark in the cupboard, and then cautiously opened the door.
When he saw it was Taoist Nanhua, the child's eyes suddenly became very fierce.
"Child, don't!"
Ignoring the dissuasion of his mother on the sickbed, the child picked up the knife beside him, his eyes full of vigilance and fear:
"I said it!"
"I found that bark!"
"Get out of my way!"
Nanhua Taoist smiled helplessly:
"Kid, I'm not here to steal your food."
As he said that, he pointed the nine-pointed scepter towards the other party.
The child suddenly felt itchy in his palms.
After removing the rags from the bandage, I found that my wound had healed.
The child and his mother's eyes suddenly widened.
Taoist Nanhua shook his head and moved his bamboo stick slightly.
An empty container next to it was suddenly filled with water.
Watching this scene, the mother and son were shocked.
"Are you...are you a god?"
Nanhua Taoist smiled and shook his head:
"I'm not a fairy."
"I just got a bucket of water from somewhere else."
"Let's quench our thirst with your mother first."
I saw Nanhua Taoist pick another bamboo leaf and put it into the clear water.
The narrow and dry room was suddenly filled with the refreshing fragrance of bamboo leaves.