Yao Xingchen said: "I also come from a poor family, and my family is considered relatively poor in the village."
Lai Yicheng asked again: "So, Master Priest, were you chosen by Shangyang Palace early?"
Yao Xingchen said: "I can't say how early it is, but relatively speaking, I am indeed lucky."
Lai Yicheng sighed: "There is only one Shangyang Palace in this world..."
He said: "We ordinary people don't see practitioners, but the ones we see are people from small sects."
"They will come to the village to look for children who can practice cultivation. However, it is naturally different from people from a large sect choosing disciples."
"People from the sect came and saw that the child had good qualifications, so they took him away and gave the family a sum of money."
"As for those of us ordinary people who meet people from small sects, if they choose your child, you have to pay them money. They say they don't want much, but in fact, 99% of the people are broke and can't raise the money."
Yao Xingchen lowered his head.
He thought that because of his poor background, he understood the hardships of this time. But now that he thought about it, in fact, what he understood was just a drop in the bucket.
"Stop talking about practicing."
Lai Yicheng said: "Even if you want to go to the city and become a servant of a rich family, people from a small village like us are not welcome. They say that we are ignorant and unreasonable, and it is too troublesome to teach us."
He smiled apologetically: "I talked too much and disturbed the interest of Dalijiao. I am guilty. I will leave first."
Shang Qingyu didn't care about this. He pointed to the seat opposite and said, "We can't finish this much food. If you sit down and eat together, we can chat for a while longer."
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Lai Yicheng refused repeatedly, but in the end he did not dare to violate the teachings of ethics, so he still sat down, with a cautious look that made people feel a little distressed.
After chatting for a while, the topic returned to the distance between ordinary people and practitioners.
After Lai Yizheng drank two glasses of wine, he obviously talked more than before.
He said: "Actually, I didn't have good opportunities when I was a child. If I had seized them, I might have become a big shot."
When he said these words, his eyes were a little blurry.
He said: "At that time, my parents had already planned to spend all their money to let me enter a small sect to practice. But when I was about to be taken away, the people in that sect said that my qualifications were too poor and they didn't want me anymore.
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Speaking of this, Lai Yicheng looked at Shang Qingyu and asked: "Maybe the Dalijiao can guess the reason?"
Shang Qingyu asked: "But someone else offers a better price?"
After saying this, Shang Qingying knew that the answer was wrong.
If people from a small sect want money, will they care about having more disciples and more money?
Even if someone offers more, they can accept both of them, instead of asking the one who offers more and the one who offers less.
Lai Yicheng said: "They are people from the next village. They heard that someone from our village was selected. They were afraid of being retaliated in the future, so they collected a large amount of money and gave it to the people from the small sect and bribed the messenger who selected the person. They only mentioned my qualifications.
If it’s not enough, don’t ask for it.”
"Our village and the village next door have to fight every year, because every inch of land is beaten, and the head is bloody."
Lai Yicheng lamented: "Their village does not dare to allow a cultivator to emerge from our village."
Yao Xingchen opened his mouth and said: "Then the people in your village can also pool a large amount of money to send you into the sect. Since the people in the small sect love money, they can't give up the money."
Lai Yicheng asked: "Priest, do you know what jealousy is?"
Yao Xingchen was startled.
Lai Yicheng said: "Not to mention practicing in that small sect, my family runs the only inn in this town. I don't know how many people are jealous. People come here every year to do disgusting things."
"For them, having a practitioner in their village is not a bad thing, but if it is not in their own home, it is certainly not a good thing."
"Without this practitioner, the village would still be the same village. With this practitioner, my family would not be able to act tyrannically in the village?"
Shang Qingqing sighed softly: "There is a great truth in these words."
Lai Yicheng shook his head and said: "Dalijiao, I don't understand any big principles. I only know that the relationship between people is probably... you can be good, but you can't be better than me."
Yao Xingchen picked up the wine glass: "Shopkeeper, here's a toast to you. There is still a lot of truth in what you said."
Lai Yicheng said quickly: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I'd better give the priest a drink."
He picked up the glass of wine and drank it first as a token of respect. Not even a drop of the wine was left in the glass.
Shang Qingwan also took a sip. This wine was not considered good wine. How could there be any good wine in such a small village.
It's hard to say how far this place is from Geling, but the prosperity of Geling is in the sky compared to this village.
After Shang Qing finished drinking the wine, he slowly let out a breath.
He lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand, and said something in a very soft voice.
"Did you carefully make up this story, or is it really related to you, or did you see it with your own eyes?"
Hearing this, Yao Xingchen's expression changed, let alone that one.
Lai Yicheng was obviously frightened. He stood up quickly and said, "What does the Dali Jiao mean by this? How dare I talk nonsense and deceive the priest?"
Shang Qing said: "This wine is poisonous, do you really not know?"
Lai Yicheng's face turned pale instantly, and then he knelt down with a plop: "The common people also drank this wine. Besides, this wine was brewed by me. Why?"
Possibly poisonous?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, followed by his body twitching, and then he fell down holding his stomach.
Yao Xingchen looked at the ordinary man who couldn't help twisting his body. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should watch calmly or give a helping hand.
"Do you think what I did was inappropriate?"
Shang Qing finally asked Yao Xingchen.
Yao Xingchen immediately said: "The disciple just doesn't know when the Dalijiao discovered that he had a problem."
Shang Qing finished: "In your opinion, he may not have a problem, but he served the wine with his own hands, so he is somewhere between guilty and innocent. You are too kind-hearted."
As he spoke, he pointed to the wine bottle.
Yao Xingchen subconsciously picked up the jug and looked at it. He didn't see anything wrong. When he raised it higher, he noticed that there was a talisman stuck to the bottom of the jug.
Shang Qing said: "I told you, people... especially strangers, you can't believe what they say no matter how emotional they are."
He pointed at the dying Lai Yicheng again: "Look, they look so similar."
Only then did Yao Xingchen realize that the talisman had detoxified the poison in the wine in the pot. Both he and the Lijiao were fine, but the shopkeeper was in such pain...what else could it be if it wasn't just a pretense.
Seeing Shang Qing's reaction, Lai Yicheng stopped pretending. One breath he was still holding his stomach and rolling, and the next breath he put force on his feet and flew out close to the ground.
With the next breath, Lai Yicheng clapped his hands, and countless dust fell from the roof, and this dust was also poisonous powder.
Shang Qingyu was still sitting. He raised his finger and the talisman paper that was originally at the bottom of the pot flew up. After reaching the height of his head, it suddenly began to split. One piece became two, and two became four. Split
The speed is extremely fast.
In just a blink of an eye, the talisman formed an apricot-yellow dome, blocking all the poisonous powder.
When Yao Xingchen came to his senses and wanted to chase Lai Yicheng, he saw that Lai Yicheng outside the door could no longer move.
I don't know when, Lai Yicheng's body was wrapped in layers of talisman papers, which was more painful than the tight rope. It seemed that there were at least four or five layers of talisman papers.
Shang Qingyu just glanced at the talisman again. The talisman suddenly flew away, and the person who was originally inside had turned into a large puff of ashes. When the talisman flew up, the talisman suddenly fell on it.
On the ground.
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