Chapter 92 Children (Second update at 8 a.m.)
The boy sent him to the gate of Feiyun Temple, and when he handed him the birdcage, he asked eagerly: "Sect Master, the thirteen copper coins you rewarded me must have been spent, right?"
Li Wuxiang laughed: "I did."
Seeing that he was still talking, he said: "In the future, you may encounter some bad things. When you feel that you can't bear it any longer, hold the copper coins in your hand and think that this matter will eventually pass. Get better - if you survive the disaster, great things will happen.”
The clerk thought for a while and felt that what he said was very different from those fortune tellers. But when he thought about it more carefully, he felt that he really felt happy when he held the copper coins. It seemed that he didn't care about many troubles. It should be really consecrated. Although the words are similar, they are certainly not random nonsense.
He said goodbye happily, and Li Wuxiang also entered happily.
As soon as he entered the atrium, he smelled the aroma of food. When he saw it, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy in ragged clothes sitting at the stone table under the bamboo forest, devouring food. Cheng Peixin and Cheng Shengfei were sitting on the side talking to him. , their expressions were very soft.
This scene made him feel quite comfortable in his heart - he thought Feiyunguan didn't care about worldly affairs, but he didn't expect that such a little beggar-like child would be given a mouthful of food.
Cheng Peixin saw him walking in and immediately stood up: "Fellow Taoist, we are ready. We can start dissolving tonight."
Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment: "Human? Who?"
He looked at the child and frowned. Cheng Peixin immediately whispered: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I won't hurt the child, I'm just borrowing his body for a use. This child was found in a house near the city. He eats and drinks less, and his parents agreed." In the past, Guanli would often find some children to use, just to make them grow up faster and make up for the family's money for a year. "
Grow faster... Li Wuxiang immediately thought of Zhao Puppet and Jin Shui.
He took a few steps to the side: "Cheng Guanzhu, take a step to speak."
Cheng Peixin followed, and Li Wuxiang thought for a while: "Are you going to form a battle array to pray to the gods?"
Cheng Peixin nodded: "To dispel the soul, you need to invite the door god to invite the soul and then trap it. Taoist friend..."
She thought for a while and suddenly smiled: "Oh, I know what you are worried about, fellow Taoist. Your Sword Sect doesn't seem to like this kind of thing. But this matter is taboo to no one except the Sword Sect. All spiritual gods need some incense. Yuanli, this time I need to ask for some of the true spirit of the door god. The incense is not enough, I have to ask for Yangshou.”
"But decent sects like the Thirty-six Sect are not those casual cultivators or heretics. When doing this kind of ritual, they only select children. They must also read the horoscopes and know that they are free from illness and disaster. They take one year of Yangshou to grow up faster. It would be a good thing for poor people to make up for the extra money earned in a year and to eat, drink and consume more. Naturally, we have to ask our parents and ourselves if we are willing to do so. If we do this to those young and old, it will create karma. This is what we do. I will never do it.”
It seems that in this world, people are also a resource and consumable. Li Wuxiang was silent and thought for a while.
According to Cheng Peixin, all thirty-six sects were doing this kind of thing, and it was done openly, and no one except the swordsman felt anything was wrong. And even for Swordsman, judging from her attitude when talking to him, he shouldn't be very taboo about it.
What they don't like is probably Zhao Puppet and Zhao Qi's approach.
No wonder. When he first knew that using Yangshou to form a formation to invite gods would give people a little more longevity, he was thinking that since this method worked, someone must do it, but he didn't expect that privately he had become accustomed to it.
He sighed: "Master Cheng Guan, are there many shops in Deyang City that have been taken over by wandering cultivators?"
"Huh? Ah, yes." "For example, if I open a shop and a casual cultivator wants to occupy it, I usually pay taxes to the city. At this time, if I go to the city lord to complain, will the city lord Will you care? ”
Cheng Peixin was stunned, as if she didn't understand what he meant. She frowned and thought for a moment: "Ordinary people wouldn't do this, and even if they did, they wouldn't care. Fellow Taoist, what's wrong? Which shop have you chosen?" ”
Li Wuxiang shook his head and nodded again: "No. Just ask casually, then the temple master can go prepare and call me then."
Cheng Peixin responded, still a little confused, turned around and walked back to the stone table to sit down.
Li Wuxiang looked at the child for a while and then walked into his room.
I was very happy when I came back, but now I feel a little lost in interest. Not because of the child, but because he discovered that the world was completely different from what he thought.
When it came to the Dharma post, Zeng Jianqiu told him about the fight for the Dharma post. In summary, if you are strong, you are justified, and if you are weak, you deserve to die. He thought that this kind of code of conduct was only in the world of spiritual practice. After what he saw and heard in Deyang today, he realized that such a code of conduct applies to the entire world.
You opened a store and it was taken over by a strong man. Even if you were beaten to death and it was extremely unfair, it seems that as long as you don't offend anyone you shouldn't offend and you can still pay taxes, then there is nothing to say.
This kind of situation is not uncommon where he comes from, but there is always a layer of morality and justice, and this kind of decency is accepted by the vast majority of people, so this kind of decency can often save people.
This world doesn't even have this kind of decency. Because there are cultivators and powerful forces that cannot be countered, there is no need for that kind of dignity.
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He couldn't help but think of Chen Xin again.
Chen Xin's family gave him a good feeling, but the father and son of the Wang family said privately that the town owner took a deer from his house a few days ago. During the years when Xue Baoping was bullied, Chen Xin's The town leader didn't give her the decision.
He used to find these things a bit awkward, but now he understands them all.
"As long as nothing happens, it is reasonable" - this is the consensus of the world, including those "good people".
Li Wuxiang spit out the small sword from his mouth, took it in his hand and looked at it. At this time, the sun began to tilt toward the west. The sunlight was slightly orange, and it shone on the little sword, turning it golden.
When he left Jinshui, he just wanted to find a way to get the internal organs for himself. Sure enough, I got it a few days ago. I didn't think about what to do in the future, but I thought that to deal with Xu Daosheng's funeral affairs, I could first find a place to practice alone. After I become stronger, I can look around the world and gain experience. Something that is not available anywhere.
But now he looked at the little sword again, and suddenly realized what a rare good person that old man Zeng was in this world. And those swordsmen should also be the group of people in this world who are closest to the definition of "good people" where he comes from, and the closest to his moral values.
Now, he really wants to be a swordsman.
If you can't protect yourself for the time being and must temporarily seek refuge with a powerful force, Jian Zong should be the best choice.
(End of chapter)