Xue Xianglian stood aside, watching this frail scholar, carrying a long sword on his waist, solemnly walking to the stele step by step. After bowing deeply, he unfolded the two pieces of paper in his hand and read the inscriptions on the stele carefully.
Watch and see.
After about a cup of tea, Xue Xianglian frowned slightly.
Waves of awe-inspiring righteousness rushed out of this scholar more and more obviously.
Xue Xianglian has been practicing qi since she was practicing. Especially in recent days, the things she sees are more and more different from those in the past. Looking at the people in the village, whether on their heads or on their faces, they all seem to have a misty aura floating in the air.
At first, I thought there was something wrong with my eyes. Later, I chatted with a few girls I knew well in the village, and after doing some insidious research, I learned that no one could see it, but she was the only one who could see it. Then I guessed that it was me.
Visions after cultivation.
For example, she had never seen the current upright scholar with an awe-inspiring aura steaming from him before.
After Zhuang Huaijin confirmed that the stone carvings on the stele and the handwriting on the paper were all written by the same person, he felt much calmer. He straightened his head and clothes again, turned around, bowed to Xue Xianglian and then said:
"I dare to ask the temple... aunt, if you can borrow some water to cleanse your hands. I would like to offer incense to worship the benefactor of the Bird Immortal."
Xue Xianglian was stunned for a moment when she heard the last word "Enzun", but only for a moment, she nodded and said wait a moment, turned around and walked towards the back of the main hall of the ancestral hall.
After a while, she came out with a ladle of water, and after Zhuang Huaijin carefully cleaned his hands, she led him into the ancestral hall.
Zhuang Huaijin held up three burning incense sticks. After worshiping properly, he inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner, and three strands of green smoke drifted straight up.
Cheng Yu, who was outside the village, intuitively felt at this moment that a ball of wishing power entwined with Wen Zheng's aura floated into Yuanshen.
"Students, thanks to the support and enlightenment of the Bird Immortal, must abide by the four mantras:
Perseverance and magnanimity stand in the sky and the earth;
Running around the world for the sake of people's suffering;
Yang, go to the holy way and learn the Tao and become famous in the world;
Open, live in peace and have no regrets for eternity!"
May Zhuang Huaijin's peace float out of the force, with a somewhat passionate voice.
At the same time, a slight breathing sound suddenly sounded from behind.
Cheng Yu turned around and realized that the cat demon had followed him at some point.
Since Jia Fei obtained the incense wish power of Queniang Temple and Qianxia Mountain Qi Refining Technique, not only the demon soul has become much stronger, but also the body tempering progress has been accelerated a lot. If she wants to hide her whereabouts at this time, if she is not close,
Even with Cheng Yu's sharp ears, it was difficult to detect the sound of his footsteps and breathing.
"Have you also received the wishful energy from this scholar?"
Cheng Yu asked.
Jia Fei nodded slowly. At this time, the rising sun shone on Cheng Yu Yuanshen, reflecting a circle of human-shaped golden edges.
It seems that only one night has passed, and the soul of this Great Bird Immortal is actually more solid than before.
Looking at the back of Cheng Yu Yuanshen, the cat demon said thoughtfully:
"Brother Cheng's four words about supporting scholars will definitely stir up the world and cause great changes in the future."
"Are you stirring up trouble here? Well, it has been more than three hundred years since the founding of the Liang Dynasty..."
Cheng Yu stopped talking at this point.
Thinking about past lives, few ancient dynasties could last for more than three hundred years.
Based on his understanding of Qingchuan County, all the land in the county has been annexed by the gentry of the major clans in the county.
Among them, the Qian family of Qingchuan is the most powerful, controlling almost sixty-seven percent of the land in the county, and all of it is good farmland.
As for the shop business and cargo ship terminals, most of them are under his control, and the lives of the low-level slaves and tenant farmers under his rule are miserable.
Seeing the whole leopard at a glance must have been the case throughout the Liang Dynasty...
Signs of the end of the dynasty.
"I hope this scholar can do his best to plan for the people when troubled times come. It would be an immeasurable merit to be able to reduce their suffering."
Cheng Yu seemed to be talking to the cat demon, or to himself.
The cat demon nodded gently and said:
"What Brother Cheng said is absolutely true. I have lived for more than three hundred years and have seen a lot of joys and sorrows in the world. Although I dare not say that I have become numb, I have long been used to it."
Cheng Yu looked back at the cat demon and said with a smile:
"Everything in this world depends on man-made things, but you can see that this scholar still has some obstacles in his future. It is not because of what Cheng Cheng did on a certain whim, but it has implicated you, and I have some karmic connections with this scholar." p>
Jia Fei's heart froze when he heard this, and he used his spiritual consciousness to examine his own consciousness. As expected, Zhuang Huaijin's wishing force energy group had some stagnant energy on it, and there was a faint feeling between himself and the Great Bird Immortal.
Implicating Qi.
But then she thought about it and said happily:
"With Brother Cheng here, no matter how big the world is, you can always get there. What does Jia Fei have to fear?"
"Well, I just have to escort this scholar for a ride."
Cheng Yu said lightly.
In fact, in his heart, he quite admired this scholar.
He is an upright man, comes from a poor family, does not flatter his superiors or bully his subordinates, has strong beliefs, but is not arrogant or corrupt.
If he were allowed to die young in troubled times, it would be a pity for both the people and himself.
……
At this time, Zhuang Huaijin had finished his worship. He wanted to leave some thoughts and feelings in the ancestral hall, but he felt that it was just a trick, so he immediately shook his head and gave up.
After turning around and bowing goodbye to Xue Xianglian again, he stepped out of the ancestral hall and walked to the still burning bonfire. The driver had woken up, but Yu Wenpei was still sleeping soundly. When he was about to wake up, he heard Xue Xianglian's voice behind him: <
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"Scholar, please go slowly. There is some water and vegetable cakes here to satisfy your hunger.
I saw her holding a clay pot in her left hand and a rattan basket in her right hand. After saying this, she put it on the ground and let it be taken by herself.
Zhuang Huaijin thanked her profusely and mentioned the water cake. Xue Xianglian then left and returned to the ancestral hall.
Together with the coachman, he put the clay pot on the fire, warmed the water, and then took it down.
He put a few vegetable cakes in front of the fire to bake, and soon a scent filled the surroundings of the campfire.
Even Yu Wenpei, who was sleeping soundly, turned over sleepily and sat up. He picked up a baked vegetable pancake and took a few bites. Then he drank a sip of warm water. Then he remembered the Queniang Temple and asked Zhuang Huaijin again. Zhuang Huaijin then
Translate those four proverbs into vernacular and briefly repeat them.
Yu Wenpei was shocked and stunned for a long time. Then he hurriedly got up, rushed to Queniang Temple, rushed into the ancestral hall, knelt down on the ground without saying a word, kowtowed several times, clasped his hands and muttered something. p>
At this time, Cheng Yu had already cut off the Qi between himself and the statue, and Yu Wenpei's wishing power Qi had not been received in his soul.
"What does this scholar wish for?"
"It's okay not to mention it."
Jia Fei smiled and said.
"..."
……
Jiangkou Town, three poles on the sun.
"Uncle, the boatman at the pier is here to ask, when can we sail across the river today?"
Brother Qing shouted carefully outside the house.
A lazy voice sounded in the house:
"I was very tired from traveling yesterday, so I told the boatman to board the boat and cross the river early tomorrow morning."
"Yes."
Qian Ruyu turned over, took Xiao Yuexian into his arms again and said with a smile:
"How about boarding the ship with me tomorrow and heading to Fucheng?"
Xiao Yuexian had already woken up and was staring at the curtain on the bed, thinking about something. Suddenly, she was pulled into Qian Ruyu's arms. After hearing his words, she thought for a while and replied:
"Even if we follow the uncle to the capital, we must finally say goodbye. Instead of the uncle abandoning the slave in an unfamiliar city, it is better to leave here. This will save the slave's family from being helpless when the time comes, and the world will not respond to it." "Eh? That's a bad statement. How could I leave your heart and soul in the capital? Stop saying such nonsense as being helpless. How can it be so difficult to bring you into the palace?"
"Bah!"
Xiao Yuexian spat lightly on Qian Ruyu and said coquettishly:
"There are so many rules in your deep mansion that I dare not enter. If the master is really serious, wouldn't it be nice to give the slave a private courtyard where he can have fun with the master day and night without being restricted by the mansion?
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"This is easy to say, and that's what I mean."
"Uncle!"
Xiao Yuexian let out a sweet cry, which made the young man outside the door get goosebumps all over his body. He spat silently and cursed secretly: