The pitch-black night quietly descended. Accompanied by the cold wind, black rain poured down. A faint blue light flashed around the periphery of the village. The walking ghouls seemed to be afraid and avoided it in time.
The old shopkeeper of Zhang Ji's coffin shop sighed softly and placed the bowl of white rice on the steps. He shook his head and muttered something. His eyes were filled with loneliness. As the last coffin shop in the village closed its doors, a chilly wind blew across the seemingly empty street. It was mixed with shrill screams that resounded throughout the entire village.
Homeless people, beggars, and refugees all hid in the Ten Mile Monastery, which was overseen by a Daoist. To outsiders, this was a terrifying scene, but the locals seemed very calm. Perhaps it was because they had been like this since they were young and had long become numb to it, but they were definitely not used to it. (Because people would really die)
"After a hundred years of suffering, my soul has long been damaged. Although I haven't entered the cycle of reincarnation, my Buddha is merciful.”The withered old monk put his palms together and chanted,"Amitabha…" In an instant, Buddha's light shone behind the old monk. The golden body of the Thousand-faced Buddha appeared with compassion. The chanting of scriptures above Wind Chimes Village resounded through the clouds.
The Taoist priest who was cultivating the sword looked at the old monk who was paying the price of dying and not joining the Buddhist Sect. He could not help but feel sad and said softly,"Old Zheng, oh Old Zheng, a hundred years of good deeds in exchange for death. Could this be our fate…"
The old monk's dead body slowly turned into the water of the Nether River, connecting the Yin and Yang. The dead souls that had been boned by the cold wind for a hundred years rushed into the Nether River like crazy. After all the souls gathered here had entered the netherworld, the Thousand-faced Buddha, who looked at them with compassion, disappeared. The Taoist priest shook his head and left indifferently with his little disciple.
Do you think it's over? No, the gloomy sky flashed with golden light. The red gate of heaven slowly descended into the human world, and a dull Buddhist proclamation sounded,"Amitabha…Zhao Jingwen, Dharma name Puji, has done 70,000 good deeds in a hundred years. Therefore, he has done great good deeds and is granted the title: Arhat Ji Ku." At this moment, all of the righteous cultivators of the Northern Underworld finally witnessed the illusory Heavenly Dao. The golden body of an ordinary person, the old monk, was pulled up from the Nether River by a force so powerful that it made the evil spirits afraid. It slowly ascended to the Gate of Heaven. (As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will? However, how many people can really do it.)）
The Taoist priest's body trembled, and the shock in his eyes could not be any greater.
A tender voice sounded beside the Daoist priest,""Master, is this the final righteous path for ordinary cultivators like us?”
The Taoist priest gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and stroked his little disciple's head. He said gently,"At least from this moment on, Master will tell you that it is.”
The little disciple raised her head and looked at the gradually disappearing Gate of Heaven. She frowned and said,"Master, in the future, I will personally send you to ascend.”
The Taoist priest choked and coughed lightly. He hurriedly made a hand gesture and said,"Children's words are without fear, children's words are without fear. Patriarch Three Pure Ones, please don't blame me…Don't blame me…"
In the send-off restaurant, the shopkeeper's family had already hidden in the basement to rest. The leftovers on the table, as well as the empty wine jar lying on the ground, were all telling people that the third sister had drunk too much.
They didn't care about what happened outside, nor were they interested. On the spacious bed on the second floor, there were three people and a fox lying on it. Of course, the spiritual fox was still used as a pillow. After all, it was soft and warm. (Don't ask blindly. Even if you ask, you can't write it. Even if you write it, you can publish it. Even if you publish it, it will be blocked...) Anyway, it's fine. After all, he's still a child…) The night was silent…Alright, I don't believe that I didn't stop talking in my sleep the whole night. Anyway, I drank too much. Other than the spirit fox, no one else remembers.
Xuan Fairy suddenly woke up and looked at Xie Ying who was wrapped tightly around her like a piece of clothing. His small hand, which had nowhere to be placed, was placed…(Imagined by himself)
There was a loud bang on the second floor of the send-off restaurant. A young lady in a green muslin dress was kicked out with a shocking aura…Fortunately, it was still early. There were no living people on the street except for the corpses of the ordinary cultivators left behind last night.
The sky was bright. The plump middle-aged man held a bag of phoenix gold coins and said with a smile,"No worries, no worries. If the ladies are happy, it's fine even if we tear down the second floor.”
Peng Lingling smiled awkwardly and agreed.
The shadow sat on a bamboo stool, looking down at a bowl of hangover soup, deep in thought.
After tidying up her clothes, Xuan Fairy's face was as cold as ice as she quietly drank a cup of tea.
After Peng Lingling finished negotiating with the shopkeeper, she came back and asked the shadow,"Xiao Ying, does your head still hurt?"
The shadow did not answer. Instead, he frowned and asked,""Sister Peng, did I really get drunk and jump down from the second floor?”
The teacup in Fairy Xuan's hand exploded. She vaguely remembered that this little bastard's hand was moving around. The shadow was shocked and quickly moved back. Peng Lingling forced a smile and said,"Of, of course, you said something about lifting, yes, lifting, and then, pa, he jumped down.”
The shadow nodded and said,"Then the footprints on my skirt are…" Peng Lingling quickly picked up the soup and placed one hand on the back of the shadow's head while pouring the soup into her mouth with the other."Gulp, gulp, gulp, wu, I can drink it myself... Gulp…Sis!"
"The plain noodles are here.”The shopkeeper, who had received a huge compensation, was really happy. After putting away the plain noodles, he consciously pushed a freshly killed wild pheasant to the spirit fox. The little fellow did not stand on ceremony and tore it into small pieces with its little claws. Then, it began to eat.
The shadow rubbed his forehead and thought to himself,'I really can't drink too much alcohol. The main thing is that it's easy to lose focus…'
"Shopkeeper, give me two bowls of dumplings." An old man wearing a lotus temple and a light blue Daoist robe led a young child in.
"Yo, Mr. Wu, please take a seat. It's quite early today, so it might take a while..." It was obvious that he was a regular customer. The shopkeeper was very respectful to Daoist Wu, or rather, the entire Aural Wind Village had a heartfelt respect for Daoist and monks.
"Little disciple has been clamoring for dumplings today. I couldn't resist, so it was worth coming over early.”Priest Wu said softly as he stroked the child's head.
The child dodged and mumbled,"Master, don't touch my head. It won't grow tall.”Her childish tone and cute actions made the two of them laugh.
The shadow at the side could not help but be attracted. He raised his head to take a look and then asked,"Xuan 'er, I didn't see any Taoist priests from Lotus Temple along the way.”
Fairy Xuan replied in a bad mood," That's right. How can there be so many Taoist temple masters running around?"”
It was the Hierarch. The shadow understood, but then he showed a strange expression."No, Xuan 'er, did I offend you? Why is there something wrong with your tone…"
Before she could finish, Peng Lingling quickly stuffed the egg in her bowl into the shadow's mouth and smiled.""Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep. Be good and eat more eggs. You're still growing…"
The shadow was even more puzzled. The egg was still in its mouth when a voice transmission sounded, You, did not do anything good last night. This, that, and that,
The shadow subconsciously glanced at Xuan Fairy's chest, and her face turned red.
" Oh?" Xuan Fairy's cold voice sounded," What did you remember?"”
The shadow quickly waved his hand and pretended to lightly hammer his chest, indicating that he had choked on an egg.
Fairy Xuan: " What do you have there? Why are you hammering?"”He randomly used Telekinesis and threw the egg.
It was that damn sweet smile again.""Xuan Er is really beautiful today, isn't that right, sister…"
"Isn't that so? Her face is rosy and shiny. Look, she's even prettier than Xiao Ying.”Business flattery was the most fatal.
Xuan Fairy forgot about her anger and the shadow thought," Sigh, women…
"Is that so? Let me see, it's really…No, Xie Ying, you tricked me." Xuan Fairy reacted, she was not blinded by the praise.
Just as the shadow was thinking of a countermeasure, a tender voice sounded,""Wow, big sister, you're so pretty, much prettier than master's wife.”
The shadow thought to himself, Look, this child will become a great man in the future. He should be rewarded. " Xuan 'er, you said that I tricked you. I'll tolerate it, but can you doubt a cute child?"”
Fairy Xuan turned around and saw a cute and tender child. The gloominess in her heart was swept away as she pinched his little nose and said,""Is that so? Sister is really so beautiful.”
" Yes, yes." He nodded firmly. Xuan Fairy smiled, her smile was so sweet. Then, he waved his hand in the air and took out a necklace. He put it on the child's neck and whispered,"This is a gift from your sister. It's not a precious item. You're not allowed to tell your master.”
The child covered his mouth with his hand and then nodded, causing the three of them to laugh nonstop.
"Cough cough, this vile disciple has disturbed the three ladies from eating.”Headmaster Wu coughed twice and slowly walked over. He raised his hand and said softly.
Xuan Fairy smiled and stood up, returning to the martial world and greeting,""No worries, this little fellow has a sweet mouth and is very likable. Sect Master Wu has taken in a good disciple.”
Sect Leader Wu was about to continue speaking when he saw Second Last's spiritual fox and couldn't help but take two steps back.""This, this is…"
The shadow cast a kind look at Sect Leader Wu and nodded. Sect Leader Wu understood and stopped talking. He hurriedly stopped the conversation and pulled his beloved disciple back to his table. Everything was said without a word.
Peng Lingling and Fairy Xuan were a little surprised. How could they end up flattering each other so hastily? How disappointing.
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