[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

Chapter 82

Qinghe

The next day

The Taoist sat on the roof, silent.

Nie Huaisang was standing in the yard, holding a pancake bigger than his face, gnawing his face up, while looking at the Taoist sitting on the roof, he said vaguely, "Little friend Changsheng, you are silent because you want to Where are you going?"

The Taoist seriously recalled his past and made sure that he really didn't owe Nie Huaisang anything, neither money nor love, so why did Nie Huaisang always restrain himself in every way? !

Nie Huaisang hugged the pancakes and gnawed, "Little friend Changsheng, even if you are going to meet someone somewhere, you have to have a full stomach first, don't you? People depend on food." Nie Huaisang said the last sentence The tone is extraordinarily meaningful.

Taoist: "..."

"Sect Master Nie," the Taoist lowered his head and "looked" at Nie Huaisang, "This junior probably didn't offend you, and even helped you get out of the hole. If you do this, will you be struck by lightning?"

Nie HuaiSang put an innocent face on his face, "Avenged me for my kindness?"

Taoist: "..." It seems that it is not a kind of revenge.

Seeing the Taoist's silence, Nie Huaisang frowned, "Little friend Changsheng, I should be more experienced than you when it comes to lightning strikes. Fifteen years ago in the first month of the Kyushu Heavenly Punishment, I was punished three times by the Heavenly Dao. One punishment would kill me." If you don’t save them, you will let Mo Xuanyu find his own death, and Mrs. Qin Su will also die because of me; one punishment for plotting the lives of innocent people. I—" Nie Huaisang's tone gradually weakened, and he fell silent when he spoke of the last punishment from heaven, "...to kill someone with a knife."

The Taoist subconsciously straightened his waist, as if he wanted to lean over to look at Nie Huaisang, "Are... are you okay?"

"Before the Heavenly Punishment came down, the Heavenly Dao had already explained the reason and purpose of the Heavenly Punishment in the minds of the people of the world." Nie Huaisang raised his head, and the Taoist's expression fell into his eyes with a little worry, "So before the Heavenly Punishment came, I I was ready to leave no bones. But I never thought that I would still be alive."

The Taoist hesitated for a moment, stood up on the roof with his cane, and a talisman came naturally without fire, he flew down to Nie Huaisang's side, stood still, the Taoist estimated the position, and tentatively raised his hand to pat Nie Huaisang's shoulder , "This shows that what you did is justifiable, not unforgivable."

Nie Huaisang held the pancake, looked at the Taoist, blinked, reached out and tore off an unbitten pancake and stuffed it into the Taoist's mouth, "Try it, Qinghe's special snack, Nanhe millet pancake."

The Taoist chewed it, and it was burnt, tender, fragrant and sweet, unexpectedly delicious.The Taoist couldn't help feeling a little regretful, he came here in a hurry last time, and he didn't buy this kind of pancakes for him to try.

Nie Huaisang looked at the regretful expression in the Taoist's eyes, and bent his eyebrows, "I didn't die under the thunder, and I really thought that I was not guilty of serious crimes, but after thinking about it, would I Someone will atone for my crime and pay the punishment, so I am not dead?"

The Taoist froze.

Nie Huaisang was still smiling, "I'm curious, after all, I myself feel that I deserve death, so I checked, little friend, guess what I found?"

The Taoist clenched his cane calmly, "What did you find?"

"I found out," Nie Huaisang drew out, "besides me, there are many people who were struck by lightning, but their injuries were not serious, and their cultivation level did not even drop. Back then, there were many monks who were not only killed by lightning It's almost gone, and the cultivation base is also dropping down, and the cultivation base of many monks has even dropped below the Golden Core. Do you think it's strange?"

The Taoist felt a little bad, "Why is this strange, doesn't this prove that you have done nothing wrong?"

Nie Huaisang took a bite of the pancake, "Brother Wei was hit by a thunderbolt because he dug up the Wen family's graves and turned the Wen family's corpses into walking corpses during the Sun Shooting Campaign. Ye Tian also received a thunderbolt for the encirclement and suppression, Jiang Cheng received two thunderbolts for not distinguishing between right and wrong and failing to repay his favor, Jun Zewu received three thunderbolts, one punishing him for not distinguishing right from wrong, and one punishing him He was deceived and harmed others, and one of them was to punish him for being unable to distinguish between good and evil, which led to the Gusu Lan family participating in the siege of the Nightless Sky, resulting in heavy casualties. Among the four major families, only the Gusu Lan family and Qinghe Nie Clan and Yunmengjiang Clan received lighter punishments, and many other Xianmen families were even cut off from their children and grandchildren, and none of them survived."

The ominous premonition in the Taoist's heart became stronger and stronger, "This shows that the discipline of your three families is strict, and the family style is upright."

"But," Nie Huaisang stared at the Taoist, the smile on his face disappeared, "Aren't the four major families of Xianmen who took the lead in launching the Nightless Siege back then? Even the three major families except the Lanling Jin family found out that something was wrong afterwards. , made repentance and atonement, but on average each clansman received two or three lightning strikes, isn’t the punishment too light?”

The Taoist took a step back and deliberately teased, "Why, isn't the less punishment the better? You don't think it's right if it's less?"

"Lan Sizhui was not struck by lightning." Nie Huaisang suddenly changed the subject.

Caught off guard, the Taoist suddenly heard the name he had been avoiding, and his expression changed instantly.

Nie Huaisang, who has been observing the Taoist, captured the emotional changes of the Taoist as he wished, and continued: "And he is the first person to find that his luck has become exceptionally good. It can be said that a baby can fall from the sky to him while lying on the bed. Not to mention the death of Chengxiang in his arms. With his reminder, we found that our luck has improved a lot. Although we are not as lucky as Lan Sizhui, we can be guaranteed worry-free and trouble-free."

The ominous premonition in his heart reminded the Taoist that he must leave immediately, but the Taoist suddenly wanted to stay, hoping to listen to some more, just a little more.It is no longer that I try my best to find out the news from other people, nor is it a guess that I piece together from the news I found out, but I really heard what the old people said with my own ears-we are living a good life.

The Taoist pursed his lips, "Didn't it mean that if you do good deeds, you can gain merit and make yourself lucky?"

Nie HuaiSang laughed, "We can distinguish which are the luck we deserve and which are the extra luck."

The Taoist was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Then are you happy?"

Nie Huaisang, who still had a lot of questions to ask, was taken aback, "What?"

"Are you happy now?" The Taoist plucked up his courage and asked again, "Are you free from disasters and difficulties, safe and joyful, and everything goes smoothly? Are you no longer sad?"

Nie Huaisang was suddenly speechless, holding the pancake and fell silent.

After a long time, Nie HuaiSang reluctantly put away the pancakes, "We are fine. No disasters, no difficulties, peace and joy, everything goes smoothly."

The Taoist smiled contentedly, took another step back, and bowed his hands with his cane in his hands to salute, "In that case, I can go. Sect Master Nie, I will see you by fate in the future."

The white smoke exploded, and the Taoist disappeared like the wind.

Nie Huaisang stood where he was, and after a while, he let out a long sigh, "It seems that I can't keep him anymore, I can only look at Gusu."

Liu Qing came out of the room, handed a handkerchief to Nie Huaisang, and signaled to his suzerain to wipe off the oil stains on his hands, "Sovereign master is not worried that he left right away?"

Nie Huaisang wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and when he heard Liu Qing's doubts, he smiled and sighed, "Liu Qing, you don't know that. Many times, you know that letting go is the best choice, but you just don't want to. At first you Just want to know some news about the other party, then you will want to know more, and in the end you will even want to see him again, even if you know there will be problems, but you still can’t help but tell yourself that as long as you are careful, you won’t be caught. Discover."

Nie Huaisang took out a palace bell from his bosom. The round, silver-white palace bell with a diameter of less than half an inch was simple and exquisite in shape. The small bell was carved with hollowed-out curly cloud patterns—this is the bell he opened the coffin five years ago. When I found it in the coffin, "People, after all, are always greedy."

Just asking for a glance is considered greedy.

Gusu

Caiyi Town

Is it greedy to just ask for a glance?

Standing at the entrance of Caiyi Town, the Taoist suddenly hesitated.

The reason why he chose Gusu as his last destination was due to his closeness to his hometown, and more importantly, he knew that he was too greedy.

If it wasn't for greed, he wouldn't have begged his savior to let him go down the mountain to find out the news as soon as he woke up.

If he wasn't greedy, he could have found a well-informed peddler and spent money to buy the news he wanted to know, instead of going to those towns in person to find out the current situation of the old people.

If it wasn't for greed, he could have avoided contacting those who had contacts with the old people. It was only because of his selfishness that he secretly asked those people again and again whether the old people were well.

If it wasn't for greed, why would he... come back to Gusu, hoping to see his old friend again?

but……

The white-haired Taoist recalled the sigh when Baoshan Sanren sent him down the mountain, and he realized something belatedly, as if he suddenly understood something.

Although I don't know why Sect Master Nie seems to have discovered something, just in case, I really shouldn't come to Gusu, let alone expect to see him again.

Thinking of this, the Taoist suddenly felt a burst of relief, gripped his cane tightly, suppressed all the reluctance in his heart, and resolutely turned and left——

Then he was knocked upside down by a few little dolls.

Still several fat dolls.

The Taoist, who was so crushed that he almost couldn't come up, silently calculated in his heart, that the auspicious day is auspicious, and everything will be auspicious.

The Taoist rolled his eyes, that is, he took the wrong foot just now, and the left foot should go first.

"Ah! Brother Taoist, are you okay?"

Taoist: No, I have something to do. If you don’t get up again, I will be crushed to death by you little fat people.

"Get up soon! Don't press down on Brother Daochang!"

Taoist: If you wait a little longer, I will be able to perform for you a death on the spot.

Daoist was helped up by several dolls. Amidst the dolls' chirping apologies and inquiries, Taoist waved his hand, "I'm fine." It's just that my back hurts and my chest hurts.

The little dolls looked guilty, "I'm sorry."

The Taoist leaned on his cane, and it was impossible for him to be really angry with the little dolls, so he softly persuaded, "Be careful next time, don't bump into people again."

"Okay!" The little dolls said in unison.

Then a little doll looked at the Taoist, thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Brother Taoist, are you here to participate in the abdication ceremony and symposium held in our Gusu Lan clan? Let us show you the way, we He is a disciple of the Gusu Lan clan."

The other little dolls nodded in unison, "Yeah! Let us lead the way for Brother Daochang!"

The Taoist was taken aback, and suddenly lowered his head to "look" at the little doll who asked, in disbelief, "Are you disciples of the Gusu Lan Sect??"

The little dolls blinked and pursed their mouths unhappily, "Brother Daochang, do you think we are not like disciples of the Lan family?"

Taoist: "..."

No, it's not a question of likeness, but that he never imagined that a disciple of the Lan family would knock someone on his back!Still so fat! !

The Taoist couldn't hold it back, and reached out to pick up a doll towards the source of the sound. Feeling the chubby feel, he weighed the little doll again. The Taoist said: "..."

The Taoist couldn't help but weigh the little baby again: "..."

The Taoist's voice was trembling, "... Are all the Lan family dolls as fat as you?"

Chubby and round, they look like little dolls coming out of New Year pictures: "..."

Little dolls: "Wow, we are not fat wow, oh oh! !!"

Taoist: "!!!"

This is definitely not my Gusu Lanshi's doll!Absolutely not! !Our disciples of the Gusu Lan Sect are all dressed in linen and filial piety, bah, no, they are thin bamboo poles in fluttering white clothes! ! !It is absolutely impossible to be fat into a ball! ! ! !