Chapter 3 The Dying Man
Not far from the fortune-telling stall, in the teahouse, two people were sitting by the window.
One man and one woman.
The man has a good appearance and elegant temperament. He has a red sandalwood hairpin in his bun. He is about thirty years old.
Hearing what the young man said, the middle-aged man laughed dumbly and said: "I think about it every day and dream about it at night. I think that colleague's wife must be very charming and make him miss her."
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The woman sitting opposite the middle-aged man has graceful and graceful curves.
The woman was dressed in a lavender dress, with silky satin-like waist-length hair flowing down like a waterfall. Her face seemed to be covered with a layer of looming mist, which made her look unreal and dreamlike. She looks like a girl and a woman, and her charm is extraordinary.
The woman supported her forehead with her hands and stared at the passers-by on the street, lost in thought and silent.
The middle-aged man is Leng Chaozong, the master of Tianqing Mansion.
At a young age, he was good at reading ancient and modern books and biographies, and he was well versed in prescriptions, medicines, astronomy, geography, and hundreds of techniques and arts. He once studied at Dushu Academy and worshiped Confucianism. He cultivated to the level of Daxuan Grandmaster before he was seventeen years old. He was so outstanding that he was known as the second Zhao Wuxiu.
You must know that Zhao Wuxiu is truly the number one in the world.
The only realm of heaven and humanity!
Unfortunately, Leng Chaozong's cultivation later stagnated and his progress was very slow.
However, as the demonic energy suddenly revived, he boldly used the demonic energy to transform the profound energy of heaven and earth. His realm improved by thousands of miles, and he entered the holy realm for the first time, ranking seventh in the world.
The martial arts path is divided into three levels, two divisions and four realms.
The third rank is: third rank martial artist, second rank martial artist and first rank martial artist.
The two masters are: Master Xiaoxuan and Master Daxuan.
The four realms are: the realm of desolate nature, the realm of sainthood, the realm of ascension and the realm of heaven and man.
A martial artist practices his true energy by being a man down in a well, sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
The master transforms Xuan Qi into a person in the well, and the sea and the sky are vast.
A real person enters the country, sits on top of the clouds, and senses the vitality of heaven and earth.
Leng Chaozong's choice to switch from "human cultivation" to "demon cultivation" means that he will enter the realm of immortality and heaven in the future, which will consume several times more energy and time than others.
At the same time, it also draws a clear line with the so-called "righteous way".
He was even despised by Dushu Academy.
It is impossible for a demon cultivator like him to come to a place like the capital where dragon energy flourishes, let alone get close to the imperial city. Once you break in, you will probably be kicked out by the person in charge of the imperial city.
But at this time, he was able to enter the capital unharmed and sit in a small teahouse not far from the imperial city to drink tea leisurely. It was nothing more than taking advantage of the woman in front of him.
Li Guanshi, the head of the Nanhai Holy Sect, has achieved great perfection in the Ascension Realm.
Second in the world.
There is only a thin line between the realm of heaven and humanity.
Leng Chaozong's slightly narrowed eyes were full of awe, emotion, jealousy, envy, and also a trace of love that had been buried in his heart since he was a boy and could never fade away.
"Only one year left."
Leng Chaozong said in a strange way.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was immediately annoyed and realized that his slip of the tongue had touched on the other person's taboo topic. He felt apologetic and a little nervous at the same time.
The woman hummed, not annoyed.
Leng Chaozong mustered up his courage and asked bravely: "Is there anyone chosen? Is it the castle master of Yunxue Castle? The gatekeeper of the Jiange Pavilion? The great protector of the Tianyao Sect? Or the one from the Imperial Palace in the capital? ”
These few people mentioned by Leng Chaozong are all famous and top masters. They are young and have good luck.
Actually, Leng Chaozong wanted to add his own name.
But I dare not.
And he also knew that it was impossible for the arrogant woman in front of him to choose him.
One year left.
Whether it is in the temple world or the world of shemales, almost all male cultivators are waiting for this woman's choice, eagerly awaiting her, and watching eagerly.
I hope to be chosen and become the other party's double monk.
According to the provisions of the Nanhai Shengzong's unique skill "Three Worlds of Immortality", if Li Guanshi has not practiced dual cultivation with others after one year, not to mention entering the realm of heaven and human, he will become the current one who can reach heaven. All your cultivation will be gone.
So, she must choose!
Her cultivation and luck must be shared with others.
She is a treasure in the world.
When she was young, she was praised as the most beautiful woman in the world, "She has a dream of eternity, and she is a fairy in the moon in the Yaochi". She is still at the top of the list of beauties. She is also blessed with the luck of Luo Shen, has excellent natural talent, and A rare "warm jade" physique.
Even if you don’t covet her cultivation and luck, her naturally beautiful face and body as clear as glass are enough to win the hearts of countless men.
Of course, there were also people who wanted to take it away from them, but they couldn't defeat it. They really couldn't defeat it.
Which lucky person will it be?
Leng Chaozong, whose eyes unknowingly became hot, felt a surge of jealousy and hostility in his heart for no apparent reason. His mood was shaken like a stormy sea, and there was a faint danger of his Taoist heart collapsing.
"My daughter is not bad." Li Guanshi said softly.
Like a basin of cold water poured down, Leng Chaozong woke up instantly, sweating profusely and soaking his back.
He took a gentle breath, wiped away the trace of scarlet that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and raised his head again. The remaining emotional ripples gently dispersed, and his mood returned to peace.
Leng Chaozong smiled gratefully, looked at the girl in front of the fortune-telling stall who was viciously interpreting the young man's dream, with fond eyes, and said softly: "It's up to her mother."
Li Guanshi asked: "I'm getting older, is there anyone who likes me?"
Leng Chaozong smiled bitterly, "Like you, I'm also picking."
"That guy is pretty good." Li Guanshi joked.
Leng Chaozong looked at Jiang Shouzhong and said regretfully: "It's a pity that he has such a good skin."
The meaning is very clear, that boy is not useful.
An embroidered pillow.
Li Guanshi picked up the porcelain cup and said with a smile: "The bones are a bit lacking, but don't you Tianqing Mansion put more emphasis on the bones and the state of mind? The best is like water, sit quietly and observe the mind, see the true nature of the mind, and understand the heart. "How come you are so worldly?"
Leng Chaozong laughed at himself, "If I had the ability to observe the mind and attain enlightenment, why should I turn into a demon?" Cultivation. Besides, when it comes to contemplating the mind and realizing the truth, how many people in the world can compare with you?"
Li Guanshi smiled and said nothing.
The two fell into silence.
The faint sunlight shines through the window and falls on the woman's body, like a covering of golden powder. Although her face is covered in mist, her features cannot be seen clearly, but the skin on her neck and chin is as smooth as silk, like jade.
The goddess in the sky is just like this. Leng Chaozong suppressed the lost luster in his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Hasn't your disciple named Ye Zhuchan been found yet?"
"No, it should be Die."
Li Guanshi's tone was calm and there was no trace of sadness in his brows.
Leng Chaozong said regretfully: "I remember when Zhuge Xuanji said that this girl would have great wealth and destiny, be blessed with the destiny of a divine phoenix, and be the mother of the country in a prosperous age. Even the prince was extremely enamored of her and almost succeeded in accepting her as the prince's concubine. "
Li Guanshi sneered, "Although I don't like that girl, she is my disciple after all. Is that trash worthy of her?"
In the world, he can speak so rudely to the prince of a country? There were only a few people, and Li Guanshi was the only one who dared to speak so wildly at the feet of the emperor in the capital.
Leng Chaozong shook his head and said: "The prince today is no better than before. It is said that he has been favored by two great saints, the Confucianist and the military strategist, and given the 'Nine Heavens God'. The emperor's fortune will be prosperous, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not become a great resurgence in the future. Lord."
Li Guanshi frowned and cursed, "Shit luck."
Leng Chaozong glanced at the location of the palace, hesitated again and again, but still could not suppress the curiosity in his heart, and whispered: "I heard some secret rumors, saying that the reason why the prince has such great fortune is the supervisor of Qintian Prison. , a strange short-haired man wearing strange clothes, who looked like a monk but not like a monk, was found in Longyu Deep Marsh. He had Haotian's luck, so he used Qintian's secret technique to secretly transfer Haotian's luck to the prince. , and even removed a hidden dragon vein from the man..."
Before Leng Chaozong finished speaking, Li Guanshi said sarcastically: "You believe the words of those liars in Qin Tianjian, even though Zhuge Xuanji is also a magician. , but compared to those warlocks in Qin Tianjian, at least they don’t make up stories. Do you really think that everyone in the world is a three-year-old child?”
Leng Chaozong knew that this woman had always been disgusted with Qin Tianjian, so he smiled lightly and changed the subject sensibly. , "By the way, there are rumors recently that Wuchan Temple has found the "Guan Wuliang Miao Dharma Sutra" that has been lost for more than two hundred years. As a result, the only four great books in the world are Daomen's "Tian Yuan River Atlas" and Yin and Yang. The family's "Shen Tu Yin Yang Lu" has not yet been found. The dispute over the leadership of Buddhism is going to cause a big disturbance. It is estimated that..."
Leng Chaozong was about to express his views on the changes in the future situation of Buddhism, when he suddenly I heard the woman say "Huh".
Leng Chaozong looked at her doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
Li Guanshi looked strange, staring at Jiang Shouzhong in front of the fortune-telling stall, smiling playfully: "It's interesting, you can see his face but not his heart. You know, there are only two kinds of people in the world who can't read their hearts, one is the immortal... ..."
Leng Chaozong frowned, "The other is..."
The woman gently turned the rim of the cup, retracted her eyes, looked at the tea leaves floating in the tea, and gently spit out two The word, "Dead man."
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"Jing'er, close the stall."
The fortune-telling girl was struggling to weave some ink to scare the hateful guy in front of her. When she heard a familiar voice beside her, she turned her head pitifully and begged: "Dad, we have to close the stall in just a few minutes, please set it up a little longer."
Leng Chaozong rubbed the girl's head, "Obey, it's time to close the stall."
He smiled apologetically at Jiang Shouzhong, "I'm sorry, my naughty little girl has caused trouble for you."< br>
“It’s okay, the calculation is very accurate.”
Jiang Shouzhong smiled faintly, stood up and gave up his stool.
The girl seemed to understand something and asked secretly: "Dad, Aunt Li is gone?"
"Yes, she is gone. We have to leave quickly, otherwise we, father and daughter, will be kicked." Leng Chaozong pointed to the location of the palace and joked, "It doesn't matter if my father gets kicked. If my daughter gets kicked, it will be too shameful."
The girl pursed her lips, full of emotions, but Still obediently let his father close the stall and carefully hold the cactus in his arms.
Leng Chaozong handed the broken silver on the table back to Jiang Shouzhong and said with a smile: "My little girl is just talking nonsense. You can't take it seriously. Take this money back."
"Dad! ”
The girl was anxious and wanted to take back her hard-earned money, but the man glared at her, so she had no choice but to give up.
Jiang Shouzhong waved his hand, "No, the money should be paid."
"Illegal." Leng Chaozong put the money into the other party's hand with a flick of his wrist.
He glanced at a sign on Jiang Shouzhong's waist.
It is a six-door hidden light identity token.
His duty is to catch monsters.
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned for a moment, then did not persist and turned to leave.
As the man walked away, the girl murmured: "Looking at the sanctimonious appearance, I didn't expect that even my colleague's wife is thinking about him. It turns out that all men in the world are the same. Dad, you are also thinking about Aunt Li..."< br>
“Ahem...”
Leng Chaozong choked at his daughter’s words.
He smiled helplessly and changed the subject, "That boy is a man who is fierce in his Yintang and discolored in his Nine Palaces."
The girl's lips were slightly open, with a dull look on her face.
Leng Chaozong tapped his daughter's forehead and warned: "Don't be kind-hearted. Those who seek the Tao are most afraid of changing their fate against the will of heaven. The air of heaven and earth, warm will bring life, cold will kill, it should be his "I can't escape my life."
The girl groaned and looked at the man's back in a depressed mood.
Leng Chaozong murmured to himself: "So, you can't accept money from dead people, it's bad luck."
He hesitated for a moment when he put away the bamboo stick tube, and gently brushed it with his palm, and the fortune-tuck stick that Jiang Shouzhong had taken out and put back flew out on its own.
Leng Chaozong held the bamboo stick and squinted to take a closer look.
Two lines of signature——
Birth and death are all illusions. What are the emotions of illusions?
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"There seems to be a demon?"
Jiang Shouzhong stopped and touched his chin.
After a moment's hesitation, Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, "Forget it, I'm just living in a latrine anyway, with only a few taels of silver a month, what kind of fate are you playing with."
Man in this place I don’t think much about the strange world.
As for the ex-wife who left a ridiculous letter of divorce and then left without saying goodbye, even if I have longing for her, I basically have no hope of finding her, and I just think of it as a romance.
He has no interest in cultivating feelings for the current wife who never looks at him.
My only thought is to avenge Sister Ye, who once regarded me as a relative.
Thin clouds stack up, blocking the sun.
Tian Tian, who showed off her delicate body for a short time, started to put on some loose clothes as she started to set up the memorial arch.
Looking at the sky that suddenly turned dark, Jiang Shouzhong was in a trance for a moment and murmured: "It's better to go back to sleep. I hope I won't have the dream of being a thief again. Maybe if you close your eyes or open them, you will be alive?" ”
"Uncle?"
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from behind.
(End of this chapter)