Zhao Dalong quickly stepped forward and opened the courtyard door. When he pushed the door open, he saw that there were a group of pheasants, hares, hedgehogs and other game in the courtyard. His eight-year-old son was hugging a big fat rabbit with a hand on his arm.
He dragged a big fat rabbit into the house by its ears. When he saw him coming back, he laughed and said, "Dad! I want to eat a big rabbit! I want to eat a big rabbit!"
He asked with surprise and joy: "Son, tell dad where these things come from?"
His son couldn't pull the big fat rabbit and gasped tiredly: "Yes, they ran in on their own! I was waiting for dad to come back in the yard, and these big rabbits came in through our dog hole with a roar!"
Zhao Dalong was dubious and couldn't make up his mind for a while. This was so strange. He walked back to the house and looked at his mother-in-law who was still sleeping on the bed. He touched her forehead distressedly and felt a little warm, and hurriedly got a cold water handkerchief.
Put it on the forehead to cool down. I heard that this method was passed down by the Liu Jiao. You can use this method when you encounter evil fever that does not go away. You can also wipe the body with wine to reduce the fever. In addition, there are many treatment methods that were taught by the Liu Jiao.
In this world, these famous doctors and prescriptions in the eyes of ordinary people can also be learned by them.
After all, if poor people get sick, how will they have the money to see a doctor and take medicine? A serious illness will destroy all their wealth, and many people will die from minor illnesses and disasters.
Perhaps feeling the chill on his head, Zhao Dalong's wife Sun Erniang woke up.
"Dalong, you are back!"
"Hey, Er Niang, you're awake. How do you feel? I'll make some medicine for you." Zhao Dalong asked with concern.
"No, let's save some medicine. I feel pretty good today. I want to get out of bed and go for a walk, and offer some incense to Liu Xian and Master Hui Shan at home." She sat up slowly and said with a smile: "
After lying in bed for a long time, when I get up again, I feel like I've been away from another world."
Zhao Dalong helped her get up and came to the shrine at home. She knelt on the futon and clasped her hands together. He stood aside holding a candle and lighting incense. Outside the house, their son was chasing the hare happily. The house was very quiet, but the yard was very noisy.
There is a quiet and beautiful feeling in the misty smoke of the lit farmyard incense.
Sun Erniang held three sticks of incense, bowed respectfully, said something silently, then stood up with the support of Zhao Dalong and inserted the incense into the sandalwood with her own hands.
Zhao Dalong then said: "Let's go to the yard and have a look. You don't know that we are very lucky today."
A smile appeared on Sun Erniang's face, which could not hide her beauty even though she was sick, and she walked out with him.
Just when she was about to step out of the threshold, Sun Erniang suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the statue behind her.
Zhao Dalong asked in confusion: "Er Niang, what's wrong?"
When he turned around, he discovered that the statue of Mr. Huishan in the main house of his house was actually lit up with golden light, illuminating the whole house.
Zhao Dalong groaned and exclaimed in surprise: "Oh God! Oh God! Master Huishan has appeared! Er Niang, kowtow to Master Huishan!"
Sun Erniang did not kneel down, but stared blankly at the statue in front of her, silently.
Zhao Dalong pulled his mother-in-law without pulling her down, and said hurriedly: "Second mother-in-law, kneel down quickly!"
Sun Erniang's body softened, but she only bent down and made a salute that Zhao Dalong could not understand. Then he saw that his mother-in-law seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant. Her appearance remained the same, but her temperament was like that of an immortal who has not entered the mortal world.
Beautiful.
"I forgot that Shangguan Ruxue of Dao Sect has met the emperor!"
In front of the statue where Bai Jun's spiritual thoughts were manifested, he held a glazed jade bottle in one hand and applied a seal with the other, and said calmly: "Since you are a member of the Wangdao Sect, why are you hiding in the boundary of our mountain?"
Shangguan Ruxue said in a deep voice: "This junior rebelled against the sect and deceived the master. He stole the Jiuyou Demon Suppression Tower, the most precious treasure of the Forgotten Dao Sect, and released a demon at the peak of the heavenly level. He was seriously injured by several great masters and fled. He had no choice but to do so.
I have been living an ignoble existence in the realm of Hui Mountain for the rest of my life."
Bai Jun's heart was moved. He had just noticed a trace of vitality in this man, so he came to check it out. Unexpectedly, he found that Sun Erniang was actually a disciple of the Immortal Sect, so he deliberately showed his identity to investigate.
"I see, but you are a cultivator after all. I'm afraid you won't be able to live peacefully in the secular world for a long time. You'd better go back and forth where you came from."
"I hope the emperor will be merciful!" Shangguan Ruxue's face turned pale and he said hurriedly: "Junior knows that you have been plotted by Wangdao Sect, but in fact, senior and I are both enemies of Wangdao Sect. Perhaps, the Jiuyou in my hand
The Demon-Suppressing Tower can help my seniors a bit. After all, it is a heavenly treasure, and it is the highest level that an acquired magic weapon in this world can reach."
Bai Jun was silent for a moment, and his mind was also calmed by the demon-suppressing pagoda. The Tianyuan world's acquired magic weapon can reach the ultimate level, and its magical power is naturally needless to say. Such a treasure will be great even for the immortals in the upper realm.
Fighting.
"What do you want?"
Shangguan Ruxue felt much relieved. She was betting that the other party would be tempted by such treasures, but she was also afraid that the other party would be afraid of the strength of Forgotten Dao Sect. After all, Taishang Elder Zihu Zhenxian had lived for tens of thousands of years.
Such an old fairy.
She said sincerely: "I only hope that senior can take me in and let me accompany this mortal in this small mountain village to spend this life safely. I will leave here after I recover from my injuries. And Jiuyou Demonic Suppression Tower is given to me.
Senior."
Bai Jun committed suicide and asked: "You are also a real person from the Wangdao Sect, why did you rebel against the sect?"
Shangguan Ruxue pulled off the clothes on his arms, and there were strange incantations engraved on the snow-white skin. They were innate incantations and not inscribed in the day after tomorrow.
"Are you... from the Wu Clan?" Bai Jun asked in surprise.
"That's right. I was born as a human-witch hybrid. My biological parents were killed by Master Wangdao Sect. Because of my extraordinary talent, my memory was wiped and I was brought back to Wangdao Sect and became a disciple of my master, Master Yunhe.
They thought that erasing my memory would make me forget my childhood. Old thief Yunhe also took me to the Xiaowu Tribe to massacre the witches many times. I will never forget the way he looked at me with a look of wanton evil underneath his kind eyes.
The pleasure of watching the enemy's children kill the enemy's race.
When I broke through to the realm of real people, I beheaded the old thief Yunhe's body, and during the sect competition, I colluded with the Nine Heavens Phantom Demon in the Demon Suppression Tower to take away this treasure and various rare things in the tower, and then
He ran away across several continents and hid on the human-monster border."
Bai Jun smiled and said: "Very good, since you know my story, you must also know who in the Forgotten Dao Sect played the chess game at the Hundred Gods Banquet?"
Shangguan Ruxue nodded: "It is Ziyuan Zhenren, one of the three great immortals. He is the direct disciple of Zihu Zhenxian. Now he has reached the heavenly realm, and his strength is unfathomable. In fact, Zihu Zhenren is not behind this.
Fairy’s handiwork.”
Zhizhenren is the honorific title that embellishes the Taoist heavenly realm. The real person is the best, and the higher one is the immortal.
"In that case, you can stay here with peace of mind. No one will know about your being here except me." Bai Jun smiled and said, "I hope you and I can go to Wangdao Sect to take a look one day."
Shangguan Ruxue was stunned for a moment and then said: "Senior is very ambitious. This is the Jiuyou Demon Suppression Tower. The origin, involvement, and usage of this tower are all in this jade slip. Senior accepts it!" Suddenly something appeared in her hand.
An exquisite small tower and a jade slip emerged.
Bai Jun nodded, waved his hand and the two objects disappeared, and he also disappeared.
After Bai Jun left, a voice suddenly came from Shangguan Ruxue's mind. "Can't that kid see through your trick?"
Shangguan Ruxue snorted coldly and communicated with his spiritual thoughts: "Unless you hide something from me, it is impossible for him to discover it. After all, this kind of treasure is in front of you, and the jade slip will only make a rough inspection. Your demon guide is so
It’s so clever that even a real person can hide it without being noticed, let alone him?”
"I hope it's as you said. The other half of my demon soul is still locked in the Demon Suppressing Tower. You can't control the Demon Suppressing Tower with your own body. You can only use the Demon Suppression to control him little by little, and then use his body to open it.
The Demon Suppressing Tower released the demon soul and merged with me to return.
Only then can we proceed to the next step in our subsequent plans, otherwise you, the Witch Clan, will have to wait thousands of years."
…
On the other side, Bai Yan moved his mind and put the Jiuyou Demon Suppressing Tower and the Jade Slips into the divine domain, asking Zhao to carefully understand the tower, and he must use the divine power of incense to protect his mind. After all, Bai Yan has always been familiar with monsters.
Be extremely cautious.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
If the clone is contaminated by monsters, he has many ways to deal with it, but if the main body accidentally falls into a trap of monsters, it will be a disaster.
Demon Suppressing Tower, Demon Suppressing Tower, do you think there is no big demon suppressed in the tower? Do you dare to say that Shangguan Ruxue is telling the truth in every word?
Bai Jun will never easily believe the words of a cultivator. Even if what a mortal says is false, there is no harm in believing it. But if you still dare to believe the words of a stranger, it means you are too short-lived.
Anyway, as long as he has passed the Zhao Sacrifice, he can still use the urge, and he doesn't have to worry about the invasion of monsters. After all, the divine power of incense can restrain monsters to a certain extent.
…
Zhao Dalong felt that his mind was a little groggy. He looked at his son and the white rabbit in front of him and suddenly remembered that he was going to take his mother-in-law to the yard to have a look. A trace of rosy appeared on the sick face of Sun Erniang beside him. She said in surprise:
"Where did all this game come from?"
The son held the rabbit in his arms and said with a smile: "It got in through the dog hole! Mom, would you like to stew the big white rabbit today? I want to eat rabbit."
Sun Erniang smiled and said: "Okay, I can eat whatever Xiaochuang says."
Zhao Dalong always felt that he had forgotten something in his mind, but when he saw his mother-in-law's eyes as warm as water, he immediately put all these things behind him and said with a smile: "Second mother, wait, I will make you stewed rabbit."
Cat soup!”
Sun Erniang nodded and said: "Okay, maybe if I eat these wild game to replenish my body, the disease will be cured."
…
On the south slope of Mount Hui, Bai Jun twisted his huge body to climb to the top of the peak, and then wrapped his body around the top of the peak, like a winding mountain road, but from a distance, the white snow looked more like winter accumulation.
Snow.
But in the hot summer weather of August and September, where can you see snow on the top of the mountain? The Golden Peak is not particularly high, only more than 300 feet high. The snow on the top of the mountain will melt in March and April.
On this day, the villages around Laozhuang County were spreading the news that they had met Liu Xian and that Liu Xian had gone up the mountain.
It was night, with cold wind blowing, black clouds covering the moon, and a snow falling in the silence.
Old Man Wang is an old man in Tiancun. Everyone in this village calls him an elder when they see him. He lived to be ninety-nine years old, which is rare in this era when the average life expectancy is less than fifty years old.
That night he was woken up by the cold. He pulled the quilt and felt that his whole body was still cold and tight. The old man slept lightly because of the cold and he lost sleep in the middle of the night.
He could only slowly put on his clothes, put on a coat, walked out of the house and went to the courtyard to take a look.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the yard, I saw heavy snowfall. The fluttering goose feathers fell all over the ground in white. The old thatched cottage walls were covered with white snow.
"Ah, it's snowing in September! It's a rare occurrence in a century!" Old Man Wang exclaimed, "Something big is about to happen!"
His heart returned to calmness after being startled, as if the white snow fell silently, not a trace of dust could be stirred up. He was already nearly a hundred years old, and he had endured the death of his four sons, one daughter, and even a daughter.
His eldest grandson died.
Now the four grandsons who are taking care of him are almost fifty years old, the great-grandson is also in his thirties, and the following great-great-grandsons are already several years old. They are used to seeing too many joys, sorrows, joys, sorrows, life and death in the world.
, in fact, when he calmed down and thought about it, there was nothing that could frighten him. Even if the demon appeared, he, Old Man Wang, would not be afraid. After he had lived enough, he would no longer worry about death.
Old man Wang glanced at the house in the west courtyard, where his great-grandson and his family lived. He slowly sat on a chair under the eaves with crutches. He took a few breaths before he recovered. He raised his head and looked at the sky, fluttering
Bai Xue reminded the old man of many snowy nights, and the memories were too many and confusing.
Because the village is eastward and has a wide field of vision, one cannot clearly see the front of the Shrine Peak in the distance, but one can clearly see the golden peak that is blocked by the view.
In a daze, he felt that he was dazzled because Old Man Wang saw a huge white python looking up at the moon on top of the wind and snow.
The bright moon is only on the top of the golden peak. The white snake's pure and quiet body seems to blend into the color of the snow. However, the top of the mountain has not been covered by snow, so the body of the white snake is still very conspicuous.
I saw that giant python entrenched on the top of the mountain under the wind and snow and the bright moon. The moonlight illuminated the white snow like a snake, and the snow reflected the white snake like the sky. Its huge body stood in the place where the wind and snow began, overlooking the world, like a god in this world.
Old Man Wang's heart was taken away by the heavy snow. He trembled and knelt on the ground, with tears in his eyes: "Liu Xian, my family has been worshiping you since our ancestors. When I was young, I worshiped you together with my parents and grandparents. Later,
When I grew up, my parents took me to worship you. Later, I took my son to worship you. When my son died, I brought my grandson to worship you. When my grandson also died, I brought my great-grandson to worship you. I didn’t expect that you are the only one in the world who can worship you.
It's you who makes me feel more connected.
Liu Xian, Liu Xian, do you still recognize me??"
A generation away from a relative is a long way away, let alone a great-great-grandson separated by three generations. The family ties have long been worn away, and there are even a room full of relatives, but he doesn't recognize them at a glance.
This kind of sadness is a sadness that no one can understand.
Now that he has seen the true form of Liu Xian with his own eyes and seen Liu Xian who has been worshiped by his ancestors come to life, Old Man Wang only feels that the memories that have been dusted for many years have come back. His father, grandfather, and his sons, all the past events before his eyes, it seems that he
It's back to my childhood, giggling behind my parents' backs and doing little tricks with my brothers and sisters.
Old Man Wang leaned forward and kowtowed his head. He knelt down and never got up again.
Sorry, I was busy writing and trying to finish the storyline, but I didn’t see it past 12 o’clock. Sorry, sorry!