As soon as the woman stepped into the house, she was busy taking out a can of old tea that had not been opened for many years from the old tea cupboard, putting it on the fire, and then quickly selected some leaves of good quality and put them into the pot. The sun was blazing all the way, and out of impatience, I never slowed down a step. It was rare for her to stop her movements at this moment, and the sweat rolled down her face, which actually made the appearance of the middle-aged woman look two or three more gorgeous. The sweat-soaked skirt showed the beautiful scenery, but fortunately Liu Qing did not look inside the door. , but continued chatting with Yunzhong, which made the woman feel a little more relieved.
"I just talked about my own pretentious opinions, but neglected my junior brother. It really shouldn't be done," the scholar apologized, "Junior brother was neither close nor far away from this trip, but did he get a glimpse of another side of the world? "
"I saw it, but I didn't see it either." The young man thought for a while and said hesitantly, "What I saw was nothing more than a month or two, but for the people in the escort agency, the one or two months I saw might be them. This has been the case for most of my life. Every time you pass by an alley, you may see a family hanging a white silk ribbon in mourning. No matter how skilled you are, there is no guarantee that you will be able to make it home alive. You may not know when you will have to hang a white silk ribbon in your own home. Perhaps for these men who make a living by working in the escort agency, it is not a bad thing to leave some soul behind after death. At least they can look at their mothers, orphans and widows from afar."
Speaking of this, the young man who always talked a lot suddenly didn't know how to speak.
The cry of the old woman in the alley was still as sad and poignant even after a few days, and the taste of grief was still as fresh as ever.
"Whenever we live in this world, there is no such thing as simplicity," Liu Qing sighed. "Do you remember that Shan Tao Rong came to our door on Nangong Mountain? If we lose that gambling fight, all the people up and down Nangong Mountain will be killed. Probably not even half of them will be left alive, and even the horse with messy coats will hardly survive the disaster. After the nest is overturned, the eggs will be intact, so both the Jianghu people and the immortals who have entered the practice have their own characteristics. Each difficulty is easier said than done.”
At first glance, Liu Qing seemed to be comforting his junior brother, but Yun Zhong understood that what his senior brother said was indeed true.
The fights between cultivators are not only devoid of any mercy, but are even more sinister. They often kill all the disciples and eradicate them, lest the forgotten enemy break through the gates of their own mountain after a hundred years.
"So whenever you encounter an innocent person in trouble, you should help if you can. It is better to make more good friends than to make more enemies." Liu Qing glanced around and sighed, "It's not that I want to catch someone. That is an illusory merit, but the world is full of suffering and happiness, and I only care about my own life and death, so I feel uneasy."
The fragrance of tea flowed through the hall, and soon Liu Qing, who was very familiar with tea ceremony, was a little surprised. When she turned to look into the room, the woman had already poured the tea soup into the cup, walked slowly to the courtyard, and spoke softly , "Two gentlemen have been waiting for a long time. This tea is called Zhongming. It is harvested and dried during the Qingming Festival. It has neither cold nor yang properties. Compared with most teas, it is a very strange type and is also the most popular. It’s time-consuming, and if you cook it in a normal way, it would be a waste of such good tea, which would be even more neglectful.”
"Girl, you're welcome," Liu Qing stood up and held his hands, curiously saying, "Zhongming tea is extremely difficult to find, and it has to be picked on the Qingming day to match the word Zhongming. The fragrance of the tea just now is extremely rich, and it is clearly... Zhongming tea is the best. When I looked at the courtyard just now, there seemed to be no tea-making objects, but I wonder who has such a skill?"
The woman's movements were slightly stagnant, and her expression was two points darker than before, but she still said softly, "This tea was picked by my parents when they were still alive. Although I was too young and can no longer remember the appearance of my parents, my ability to pick tea is still there." , but many fellow villagers mentioned it to the little girl. It was precisely because of her skill in picking and making tea that she left a fairly substantial family fortune. But one time when she returned home from picking tea, both of them were sick. , costing most of the family’s wealth, but it never got better.”
Liu Qing remained calm and nodded, "If that's the case, it's disrespectful. I don't dare to make any judgments on my own. At least I should figure out the cause of death of the girl's relatives. I'll wait until the girl confirms it before collecting the hexagram money."
Yunzhong didn't say much. He just came with his senior brother to play the role of a hexagram boy. Although his facial features were much longer than before he went up the mountain, he could still tell that he looked like a young man, so he didn't speak and just fiddled with his hands. Several copper coins kept flying up and down.
The three of them sat across from each other and drank tea. The flavor of Zhongming tea was very strong and could spread far away, but it was green and soft in the mouth, not as strong as the smell. The people of the Immortal family, who are very good at drinking tea, couldn't fault it even after tasting it, and they were full of praise.
In addition to drinking tea, Liu Qing naturally did not forget to ask about birthdays and past events. She sat in the woman's house until noon with her neighbors who had any grudges, and then left. Before leaving, he left a few words and said that judging from the hexagrams, the woman's deceased eldest sister must have had grievances that were not resolved before her death. As for who caused the harm, it still needs to be worked out for a while, and she will come to the door tomorrow to clear up the confusion.
In response to Liu Qing's words, the woman couldn't help but thank her, and there were a few tears in her eyes. Apparently, after searching many places a while ago, no fortune teller dared to say these words, but she didn't know that she was afraid. , or I haven’t even figured it out yet.
Before leaving the village, Liu Qing sighed and said, "Junior brother, I am wronged. I am afraid that I will be a thief in Liangshang again today. The Yin Qi in that woman's house is really suspicious. If my guess is correct, The source of the Yin Qi was the eldest sister who died unjustly. When night falls today, the Yin Qi cannot be suppressed, and something strange might happen. Junior brother, do you have the guts to watch with me?"
Just a moment ago, the young man had vaguely felt that strange points outside his meridian were throbbing. But now, after hearing this, he turned around with a smile and said with a sad face, "How courageous your junior brother is, others don't know, but senior brother, he doesn't know it in his heart?" Even if I fly with my sword, I will almost lose half my life. Besides, how can I get into that woman's boudoir? What can I do if I really want to ruin my junior brother's practice?"
The scholar had thought of Yun Zhong's prevarication early in the morning, and replied with a gentle smile: "It doesn't matter, I'm just doing things for others. If I really saw it unintentionally, how could it ruin my practice? As for the courageous things, you have to practice to change them." , Junior brother, do you really want to carry a long sword two or three feet wide when you enter the third realm in the future? There is no need to shirk it."
The young man was dejected and sighed.
It turns out that from top to bottom, Nangong Mountain is best at not the so-called sword energy formations, but insidious calculations.
