Zhou Ning was pregnant, and the Yang family celebrated.
Tu Shang was slightly tipsy and said with rare emotion: "Having children and grandchildren is a blessing, but one must be open-minded enough to have children and grandchildren. Otherwise, the more children and grandchildren there are, the more troubles there will be."
Wang Laoer looked at him and said, "Tu Gong, it's enough for you to have me."
Tu Chang's eyes were gentle, "Yes."
The next day, An Ziyu came.
"Aning, you are so lucky!"
An Ziyu said with a smile: "One for these two years, just a few more."
A few more... Zhou Ning pointed to A Liang, who was rolling on the mat with Fugui, "Si Ye, look at it, if there are a few more, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace every day."
"Aniang!"
Ah Liang roared, and then crawled over, "Auntie, support you!"
An Ziyu was stunned, "What will support you?"
"Earlier, Yi Niang and I talked about people outside. People say that raising children will provide for your old age. When you get old, you have to rely on your children to support you."
Zhou Ning touched A-Liang’s head and said, “A-Liang is a good boy!”
Hua Hong came in and said, "Madam, Master Ning is here."
An Ziyu said dissatisfied: "What is he here for?"
Huahong said: "Headmaster Ning said that he came to ask for the young man."
Zhou Ning covered his forehead, "I forgot."
She pulled A-Liang up and tidied her hair, "Does A-Liang like to see the statues?"
Ah Liang just stamped his feet, "Okay!"
This kid!
Zhou Ning asked Zheng Wuniang to take A Liang out.
In the front yard, Ning Yayun stood there. When she saw A Liang, she stretched out her hand.
"A Liang!"
Ah Liang liked this handsome old man, so he stretched out his hand from afar, "Teach! Teach!"
Ning Yayun took A Liang, and Zheng Wuniang handed over a baggage containing some things for children.
"Gone."
Ning Yayun carried A Liang out of Yang's house.
Ding's Hu Cake business is doing well, and there are more than ten people surrounding the stall.
Ning Yayun was standing behind... He hadn't had breakfast.
Someone recognized him and said, "Master Ning, come first!"
Ning Yayun smiled and shook her head, "No need."
When it was his turn, Ding was blessed first and said, "I have met the old immortal."
Ning Yayun nodded, "Here comes a Hu cake."
When I got the Hu Pancake, the aroma of mutton hit my nostrils.
Ning Yayun handed the Hu cake to A Liang's mouth, "Hu cake."
Ah Liang followed suit, "Hu Cake."
"Hey! Very well behaved!"
"Hu cake!"
"Hu cake!"
"fragrant!"
"fragrant!"
Seeing Ning Yayun carrying A Liang away, Mrs. Ding suddenly laughed and said, "How come they look like father and mother!"
Ning Yayun carried A Liang around the street and taught him many things.
When we arrived at the mountain gate, there were already a lot of pilgrims...most of them were older people. They had nothing to do at this time and came to Xuanxue early in the morning.
"These people came too early."
A disciple said.
Ning Yayun shook her head, "Here, they can calm down and forget the fear of leaving."
When everyone gets old, they will be afraid of the upcoming farewell. At this time, they will be greedy and reluctant to give up every moment, but every moment is also a kind of suffering for many people.
"Reluctance is persistence, and persistence will lead to pain and suffering."
What Ning Yayun talks about is the purpose of metaphysics: freedom and ease.
Even in the face of separation, you still have to maintain a good posture!
Let yourself bid farewell to this world in the most free and easy manner.
Live in style and die in style.
This is the style of metaphysics.
"yes."
The disciples watched with reverence as the master walked towards the main hall.
A Liang lay on his shoulder and waved to a group of disciples, "Hey, hey, hey!"
The serious atmosphere was gone.
Entering the main hall, a statue of a god was raised high on the platform.
Ning Yayun asked Ah Liang to face the statue and said, "A Liang, bow down."
A Liang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"good!"
"He's a good boy!"
The two disciples who were watching the believers worshiping God couldn't help but twitching at the corners of their mouths when they saw this scene.
"Last time, that person was a little perfunctory during the worship ceremony, and was punished by the headmaster for five days. Just nod!"
"What else do you want? The last time he came, the headmaster asked him to say ouch at the statue a few times, which was regarded as worship."
This is a serious double standard!
Ning Yayun carried A Liang to the side.
The smoke in the city is getting thinner, and most of the shops are open. The shopkeeper shouts at the waiters, who are all dissatisfied. When the guests come in, the shopkeeper greets them happily...
When you are completely quiet, you can hear all kinds of sounds that you usually ignore.
There is a feeling of complete silence.
There are more and more believers.
Mainly old people and women.
It's not that these people need the comfort of gods, but that men have to go out to work.
Women do housework at home, take care of children, and worship gods for the sake of the family.
This is also a division of labor.
"It's said that the deputy envoy's wife is pregnant."
"I hope it's a son."
"yes!"
"The more sons the deputy envoy has, the more secure our northern border will be."
"What do you say?"
"The deputy will grow old, won't he? When he gets old, who will take over Northern Xinjiang? Would you be happy to replace him with someone else?"
"If it were anyone else, Chang'an would definitely bully us."
"Yes! Only the deputy envoy's children will protect us."
Ning Yayun lowered her eyes slightly and her eyelids twitched.
Even though he deliberately held his voice while speaking, this voice was too familiar.
That idiot Bao Dong has opened his shop of lies right in front of his own mountain gate, treating believers as his own media... Shameless!
but!
Ning Yayun was not prepared to care.
A disciple came in, walked over, and whispered: "Headmaster, Senior Brother Bao is pretending to be a woman, and he is with a group of women... Many people say that he likes to be a woman."
Ning Yayun said calmly: "It's good to be a woman!"
Walk into the main hall, light incense, and start worshiping and praying.
The believers knelt down devoutly and prayed silently, in a low voice, or even loudly.
After praying, put three sticks of incense in the incense burner.
There are more and more believers, and the incense is getting stronger and stronger.
Ning Yayun used her secret skill, squinted her eyes, and her whole heart felt empty.
Gradually, he seemed to have come to an empty place, with nothing around him.
He raised his hand, his arm was very small.
Suddenly there was a roar in the sky, it was a god speaking.
"Believe in me and you will be able to transcend your troubles!"
Ning Yayun shook her head.
The god was furious, "Believe in me and you will live forever!"
Ning Yayun couldn't help but shake her head.
Boom!
There were dark clouds in the sky and thunder rumbled.
The face of the god is looming in the dark clouds.
With an angry expression, "If you don't believe me, you will perish forever!"
‘Ning Yayun’ shook her head, “No.”
The god was furious, waved his hand, and a bolt of lightning came down.
Boom!
'Ning Yayun' tilted her head and suddenly slapped her.
Boom!
The thunder and lightning dissipated.
"You are an evil heretic!"
The god opened his mouth, and a huge flood rushed out of his mouth.
The flood rolled up thousands of feet of waves, and the waves came and went, sweeping in front of 'Ning Yayun'.
‘Ning Yayun’ clapped her hands, “Okay!”
The flood disappeared in an instant as if it had never existed.
"Still watching!"
‘Ning Yayun’ shouted.
The god's face was hiding behind the dark clouds in embarrassment, "I have a wonderful way to make clouds make rain."
‘Ning Yayun’ shook her head, “Not good!”
"I have secret skills that can help you dominate the world."
"Aniang!"
"I have a secret method..."
The posture of the gods continues to lower.
"Aye..."
'Ning Yayun' clicked her little mouth, yawned, and actually fell asleep.
Believers are praying devoutly.
Waves of blue clouds kept flowing in and out of 'Ning Yayun's mind.
As he breathed, the blue clouds were gradually absorbed.
Ning Yayun opened her eyes.
He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
What a risk!
In the records of that predecessor, when you use this secret technique of bathing the soul, the gods will test you.
The test that the senior encountered was all kinds of temptations, beautiful women, good wine and delicious food. He saw that the world was worshiping him and treating himself as a god...
At that moment, he was in a daze, but fortunately he woke up in time.
He said this was a test from God.
A Liang was too young, so Ning Yayun dared to let him bathe in his soul, relying on a secret skill... to let go of her own soul and feel A Liang's soul.
At this moment, it seems that there are only believers around, but in fact, more than ten people with the highest cultivation level in Xuanxue are secretly protecting the law.
Just now, he saw himself, A Liang, undergoing God's test.
At the beginning, it was about transcending worries and immortality, but does Ah Liang know these things? Not at all.
Later, it was changed to threats, lightning, thunder, and floods.
But Ah Liang ignored him.
Zhong Hui came from behind and said, "Master, how are you?"
"Something appears to test Ah Liang."
"That god... is the one we worship?"
"No, it's an evil heretic."
Ning Yayun thought about the structure of the human body that Yang Xuan once said. Could it be that the secret technique of inducing incense stimulated the structure of A Liang's brain, causing his nervous system to react on its own, creating these illusions.
He touched his forehead, but the sweat was still wet.
"Who knows?"
Seeing that A Liang was sleeping soundly, Zhong couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.
"What a cute boy!"
"yes!"
Ning Yayun lowered her head, with a rare kind look on her face, "A Liang is really handsome."
"Full of spirit."
"My eyebrows are quite outstanding. You can tell that you are blessed at first glance."
"If there are no gaps between your fingers, you can keep your wealth."
"My ears are big, I'm afraid I have some bad luck."
At some point, a group of professors gathered around Ning Yayun.
"How cute!"
The female professor couldn't move her eyes away when she saw A Liang.
"Headmaster, please stay and let us take care of him!"
"yes!"
"I will teach him how to practice every day from now on."
"I taught him how to write."
"I taught him how to compose poetry."
Ning Yayun coughed dryly, "Are you expecting Zitai to agree?"
"As long as Aning agrees, isn't it my mother-in-law who has the final say in this matter?"
"A Ning is about to be pregnant. She can't take care of the child, so let us take care of her!"
"It's stopped."
Ning Yayun carried A Liang out.
"It's noon?"
Unknowingly, he and A-Liang stayed in the palace all morning.
There were far fewer believers, with only about ten people left.
These ten or so people were sitting under the eaves, taking out the dry food they brought from home... There was a water supply in the metaphysics, so one person borrowed a bowl, got a bowl of water, and ate slowly.
These people looked calm, as if they were separated from the world.
Ning Yayun hugged A Liang and walked out of the mountain gate, and the noise outside suddenly hit her face.
"Roast leg of lamb!"
“A century-old restaurant, Chengjia Fufu!”
“If you’re passing by, don’t miss it!”
Every businessman and passerby, everyone's face is filled with a... Ning Yayun calls it a 'secular' atmosphere.
For fame and fortune, everyone is struggling in the world of mortals.
He said, "I mistakenly thought of a foreign country as my hometown!"
This is what a senior in metaphysics said. It refers to the fact that ordinary people regard fame and wealth as the foundation of their lives, but they forget that the essence of life is only experience.
He held A Liang and walked slowly along.
The late spring sun was a bit bright, so Ning Yayun hugged A-liang and walked as far as possible under the eaves. Occasionally, he would speed up his pace at intersections to try to avoid exposing A-liang to as much sun as possible.
If Yang Xuan saw it, he would definitely say that there is no need for it, and it is not a bad thing to bask in the sun occasionally.
At home, he would let A Liang bask in the sun for a while.
At noon, most people are eating, and there are far fewer people walking on the street.
Ning Yayun suddenly stopped.
Ahead, a man wearing a bamboo hat also stopped at the same time.
The two slowly raised their heads.
The man's face turned pale, and a strange light flashed through his eyes, "I've seen Headmaster Ning."
Ning Yayun felt waves of oppression.
"Brother Dao is..."
The man raised his hand and said, "Jianyun Guanke Qing, Deng He."
Jianyunguan...Last time, two disciples were defeated by Ru'an. Zhen Chaoshan was preaching in Northern Xinjiang and made some kind of drum god. He was swept away by Yang Xuanliting and was completely wiped out from Northern Xinjiang.
"Zhen Chao Mountain is the power of your Jianyun Temple, right?" Ning Yayun held A Liang with one hand and stepped forward slightly with her right foot.
Deng He said with a smile: "The founder of Zhenchao Mountain once traveled around the world with one of my ancestors from Jianyunguan, and got some support. Later, when he established the mountain gate, he shamelessly came to seek refuge. Jianyunguan did not agree."
"But I didn't refuse either."
"yes."
"So, why are you here this time?"
This question should have been asked by the Northern Xinjiang officials... Ning Yayun was startled, thinking how could I have overstepped my authority?
Moreover, there is a feeling that this is my territory.
Wrong, wrong.
Deng He said: "When the temple master learned about the earthquake in Chao Mountain, he was very determined and ordered me to come to Taoxian County to see the master and Deputy Ambassador Yang."
"What does Chang Sheng want to do?"
Chang Sheng is not well-known.
He has been cultivating in Jianyun Temple all year round, and outsiders have no idea what this person is.
But Jianyun Guan was powerful, and under the background of this huge force, Chang Sheng was deified.
Rumor has it that Chang Sheng's cultivation is unfathomable and almost like a god.
Deng He said: "The temple owner said that in fact, many things can be discussed by sitting down."
"With me?" Ning Yayun shook her head, "I am Xianyun Yehe."
"Deputy Ambassador Yang can do it." Deng He suddenly slapped his forehead, "Looking at my memory, I met a monk yesterday. The man's soul was quite powerful. I just used my breath to visit him and was forced to come back.
.
After I went back, I slept for twelve hours, and when I woke up, my head was still buzzing."
Ning Yayun let go of her breath and explored the surroundings.
Deng He said with a smile: "That man didn't dare to be cruel to me, but I saw him before, as if... waiting for the headmaster. No, waiting for this child!"
Ning Yayun's body was full of energy, and her body turned to block A Liang.
Deng He said with a smile: "It seems that Headmaster Ning values this child very much, and he has even forgotten the truth that the spirit's attack is not afraid of being covered by the body."
He pointed to the right, "He's there!"
Ning Yayun also noticed the man. His right hand was in the palm of his hand, ready to slap him away with a palm.
The man was sitting outside a shop, with his back against the wall.
He slowly raised his head.
Looking at A Liang in Ning Ya Yun's arms.
Two tears of blood suddenly flowed out of his eyes, followed by his nostrils, mouth, ears...
From the seven orifices, blood kept pouring out.
He opened his mouth, "That child... has such a powerful soul."