Thirty needles to return to Yuan? As soon as the sound came out, everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
"Here, here."
Chen Hongjing also turned to look at the crowd, and saw a hand in the crowd raised high, slowly squeezing out.
She was a girl, a young girl who looked to be in her early twenties. She was dressed in purple and white clothes, with shiny black hair, and a purple-gold butterfly hairpin on her hair. Her smile, The two little tiger teeth exposed look even more beautiful.
I saw the girl in purple clothes walking out and said with a smile: "It is recorded in the ancient book: There are thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate in front of you. The King of Hell wants you to leave at the third watch, and the Ghost Gate will keep you until the fifth watch. There are thirty Guiyuan needles in the back: You only have the remaining With one breath, the gods themselves return the soul.”
"The records in "The Journey of Saving the People" are very clear. If Liu Dazhuang is not clear about it, I don't mind showing it to you." The girl in purple waved her hand and took the "Record of the Journey of Saving the People" in her hand. Throw it over.
Liu Zhiqing took it, and the girl in purple folded the page for him and asked him to open the page about the Thirty Needles of Guiyuan.
"The Thirty Guiyuan Needles is not only suitable for people on the mountain, but also for ordinary people like us at the foot of the mountain. Liu Dazhuang must improve his common sense this time."
The gavel sounded again, and Ye Qingquan asked: "May I ask if the girl is a witness on the defendant's side?"
The girl in purple shook her head: "No, I'm just an ordinary citizen who came in to observe this case after hearing about it."
"If that's the case, then please, girl, please stand back to your seat and listen, and don't hinder us."
The girl in purple nodded, and before the two soldiers came over to invite her, she jumped back to her seat.
The Thirty Needles of Guiyuan, one of the heaven-defying arts in the world, can not only repair the three souls and seven souls of people, but also the souls of gods, demons, and immortals. Thirty needles, ten needles repair the heavenly soul and heavenly soul, ten needles repair the earthly soul and earthly soul, ten needles repair the three souls and seven souls. Thirty needles are used together, and the patient is guaranteed to live for more than thirty years.
Hum, "Record of Heaven's Journey to Save the People", right? Thirty Needles to Return to Yuan, right? No matter what it is, I, Liu Zhiqing, can still fight it.
Just when Liu Zhiqing was about to speak, the alarm sounded again, and Ye Qingquan said: "The first trial of the case of Chen Hongjing's manslaughter of Li Ping'er has ended here. The second trial will be withdrawn in three days."
As soon as the alarm bell sounded, the sound of "Wuwei" spread throughout the yamen. Liu Zhiqing watched Ye Qingquan walk down from the court step by step, watched many ordinary people slowly walk out of the yamen, and watched Chen Hongjing being escorted back by officials. In prison.
Liu Zhiqing finally looked at the plaque above the courtroom - a mirror hanging high? Hum, Ye Qingquan, do you deserve this word? It's nothing more than trying to delay Chen Hongjing's time. However, no matter how you delay, there will not be one less crime that I will convict Chen Hongjing of.
Liu Zhiqing turned around and left immediately, only to see Xu Huixin standing at the door and smiled at him before leaving. Behind Xu Huixin, someone she hadn't seen for a long time appeared. Liu Zhiqing's respect for this person gradually turned into boredom and hatred.
At this time, Liu Zhiqing no longer knew that his fists had been clenched tightly, but he still smiled calmly and said: "Why are you here? Didn't you go back to your hometown to learn Taoism and become a god?"
"Junior brother, we haven't seen each other for such a long time, why don't we find a place where we can sit down and have a good chat?" Chen Mengde said.
The two looked at each other, one's eyes were full of hatred, and the other's eyes were full of vicissitudes of life.
Fan Xiaoxi and others had already walked away, but he still looked back from time to time, and then looked at Xu Huixin again. How could this old woman know Chen Mengde?
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen your master look so beautiful before?" Xu Huixin said.
Fan Xiaoxi immediately shook his head: "That's not true. I just wanted to ask how did you know Chen Mengde?"
Xu Huixin also immediately shook her head: "I don't know him, I just chatted with him in his room that day. What do you think, do you think your master is so powerful? After just chatting for a few words, Chen Mengde showed up like this?"
Fan Xiaoxi also continued to shake his head: "It's not great. Who knows what you did during that time in the room. Hey, just now, when I came out of the Yamen, I saw Chen Mengde holding his waist. Also. I know if your old man conquered Chen Mengde with force. Oh, I can’t imagine this scene, it’s really not suitable for children.”
Gao Zhuli and others were walking in front, and suddenly there was a loud "bumping" sound from behind. When I looked back, I didn't know what happened, but I saw that Fan Xiaoxi was not walking properly and insisted on lying on the ground. And if you look closely, you can see that he has a big bump on his head.
Seeing Xu Huixin smiling like a mother at the side, everyone pretended that nothing happened and immediately turned back and continued on their way. Xu Huixin immediately sent a message to Fan Xiaoxi and said with a smile: Disciple, it seems that I have been too busy as a master recently and have no time to discipline you. You have forgotten that you still have a master. Wait until all these troubles are over. , I will definitely discipline you strictly.
Fan Xiaoxi continued to lie motionless on the ground, not daring to move, even if he was in terrible pain at this moment, he didn't dare to move. Now it's better. I have completely angered my master. I would rather be knocked unconscious by her punch. Death is not terrible. The most terrible thing is knowing when my death will come. That is the most terrible thing.
The girl in purple was leaning against the outer wall of the yamen, holding a notebook in her left hand and a pen in her right hand, biting the top of the brush and thinking.
Soon there was an old man standing quietly aside with a box of pastries in his hand. There was no urging. This old man is the housekeeper of the girl in purple, and he knows that his young lady is thinking about the plot of the story.
Yes, my lady is a book writer. She likes to travel, write stories, and then compile them into a whole book, which is then sold from newspapers.
Seeing his young lady looking so serious and focused, the old housekeeper smiled unconsciously. Although he had seen the young lady writing stories and focusing on her many times, every time he saw her, he felt that his young lady had grown up a bit. Several times, My young lady worked on it for a day and a night, and the old housekeeper stood beside me and watched quietly for a day and a night.
Yes, that's how it should be written here. The girl in purple rolled her eyes, as if she thought of something, and quickly wrote down what she thought of. After half a stick of incense, I stopped writing and stretched out. Creating is such a hard and interesting thing.
"Hey, Uncle De, when did you come?" Only then did the girl in purple realize that the old housekeeper was beside her, and he even handed the cake in his hand to her. The girl in purple smiled, took a piece, and threw it into her mouth.
"Miss, I just arrived not long ago. Seeing how serious you are, I didn't bother you anymore. Seeing the smile on your face, I must have new inspiration." The old housekeeper smiled.
The girl in purple patted her notebook and said proudly: "That's natural. I am so smart and talented, and my inspiration is endless. And Uncle De, please don't call me 'you'. I'm not used to it. Let's use 'you'. Besides, after my father finds out, he will scold me for not respecting the elderly and loving the young."
As he said that, he picked up another piece of pastry from the old housekeeper's hand and threw it into his mouth.
The old housekeeper smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, whatever the young lady says is whatever she says. Now that the young lady has the inspiration, when will she go home to create? The master said that several young masters have heard that the young lady is talented and has a beauty like a sinking fish and a wild goose. I have been a guest in my house for several days, and I would like to communicate with you, Miss."
The girl in purple who had just enjoyed the pastry felt that the pastry tasted like chewing wax. She sighed and said, "Dad, how many young men have you arranged to go on a blind date with me this time?"
The old housekeeper spread out his entire hand. The girl in purple was so frightened that her eyes widened and she said in surprise: "So many five!!!"
The old housekeeper shook his head: "No, miss. Because you are too picky, this time the master arranged for five hundred young men to hold a competition to recruit wives, and then selected fifty from them for you, miss. Arrange your own exam items.”
The girl in purple put her head in her hands and said without any doubt: "No, there must be something wrong with Dad."
An old man was holding a newspaper in his hand and carrying a large basket of newspapers on his back, shouting on the street: "Big news, freshly released big news."
When he passed by the girl in purple, the girl in purple made a move and had an extra newspaper in her hand, and the old housekeeper quickly threw the money into the frame behind the uncle in a tacit understanding. The uncle who sells newspapers hasn't noticed yet.
Let me see what big news is so exciting. The girl in purple opened the newspaper, read it at a glance, then closed it quickly, widened her eyes and said, "I'll go, it's really big news for Xiwan Town. Now the inspiration comes again."
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In the prison, Mu Xiannian watched Chen Hongjing meditating in concentration and did not disturb him. It would not be too late to ask him again after he finished meditating. Mu Xiang recalled what happened when Chen Hongjing came back just now. His eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul. He walked into the cell and lay down directly. After a while, he slowly got up again, closed his eyes and meditated.
With such a mental state, it is easy to deduce that the result of the first trial just now is not very optimistic for Chen Hongjing. Mu Xiannian glanced at Chen Hongjing again and sighed softly. Children as old as him were either playing happily at this moment, or worrying about how not to do the homework assigned by the master. Unlike him, he didn't know whether he would die in the next second.
Chen Hongjing meditated originally to calm his mind, but he fell asleep unknowingly and entered his inner realm. Sitting opposite him was Hong Zhishun.
And my state of mind has changed slightly. When I first came in, it was just a white space with nothing. Now, there was a coffee table between the two of them, and there was a small rocky mountain on the right side of Chen Hongjing. On the top of the small rocky mountain, there was a waterfall flowing from the top of the mountain to the small lake at the foot of the mountain.
Chen Hongjing got up and walked around the small rocky mountain, but he still couldn't figure out where the waterfall on the top of the mountain came from and where the water in the small lake at the foot of the mountain went. But it just keeps looping.
Seeing Chen Hongjing like this, Hong Zhishun said with a smile: "Don't you know where the changes in your mood come from?"
Chen Hongjing shook his head and asked another question: "Senior Brother Hong, are you okay?"
Hong Zhishun shook his head: "Do you think something is wrong with me looking like this?" As he spoke, he waved his right hand and transformed into a teapot and two small teacups.
Hong Zhishun himself didn't know what was going on. After Senior Yong summoned him and talked to them, he was already very weak, and he might even be so out of his mind.
Just now, Hong Zhishun seemed to hear someone calling him, and he opened his eyes drowsily. He felt that the flame that he had been hiding in before was now in his body, and it was even brighter than before. Be more vigorous. After that, I heard voices from the outside world, and that was when Liu Zhiqing was talking about him.
After listening to the debate between Liu Zhiqing and Lin Zhongfu, he roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter. He poured a cup of tea and said slowly: "Stop studying it. The inner state is your state of mind. For you now, even if you stare at it for ten days and ten nights, you still can't figure out why. Come and have a cup of tea." "
Chen Hongjing said "Oh", then sat over, picked up a cup of tea and drank it. Looking worried, he continued to ask: "Brother, are you really okay?"
"It's really okay. If you don't believe it, just look at it." Hong Zhishun spread his right hand, and a wisp of flame from his body appeared above the palm of his right hand. Chen Hongjing also immediately recognized that this wisp of flame was Hong Zhishun's soul flame before. Now it doesn't look like it at least. He was so weak then.
When Chen Hongjing saw this scene, he took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's okay. By the way, if you get better, I will tell Senior Brother Lian Yueting and Senior Sister Gan Muyu that they will be extremely happy. .”
Hong Zhishun waved his hand and said: "Tell them, they can't come in again. If they come in too many times, it will damage your soul and inner environment. Don't worry about me for now, it's you. What do you think now?"
"Me? I feel great. I'm happy to see you are still here and haven't disappeared." Chen Hongjing said with a smile.
Hong Zhishun smiled bitterly and said: "Hongjing, I mean, your case, you accidentally killed Uncle Li."
Chen Hongjing lowered his head and remained silent.
After a while, Chen Hongjing lay down directly and took a deep breath: "Master Xu Huixin and senior Mu Xi both told me to let it go, saying that I was not wrong and that everyone made mistakes. If you don't make mistakes, you won't grow. . I have also thought about why Senior Sister Gan Muyu also prescribed the wrong medicine, which led to the death of the patient."
"But as Liu Zhiqing said, if growth requires the lives of others, I would rather not grow up for the rest of my life."
Hong Zhishun sighed and did not speak. The two were silent for a while. Chen Hongjing then said with a smile: "I'm fine, senior brother. And now there is at least one good news, that is, at least you are still in my state of mind." After that, Chen Hongjing withdrew from his inner world.
Although Hong Zhishun was very smart, he didn't know how to comfort Chen Hongjing. Because he remembered what he heard Chen Hongjing say to Liu Dazhuang just now.
Liu Dazhuang, if you ask anyone here, as long as they have some medical knowledge, if they encounter a situation where others are about to die, will someone save them, or will they just watch the people they know die like this on our own? In front of my eyes? I believe that everyone present will choose to save without hesitation.
Easier said than done. Everyone can say it, but if you really learn to let go, how many people can do it. Just like the truth, everyone can say it, but if you want others to truly understand a truth, then the person must have personally experienced and deeply experienced something before he can truly understand a truth.
