After hearing Shixiu's words, I couldn't help but feel happy, but also felt disappointed.
In this way, we can be separated from each other.
Uncle Ma clapped his hands and said with a laugh: "This is solved, hahahaha. It seems that my prediction is really accurate. You are really a noble man. When you come back, you can take them both to the mountains to become lay people." With Taishang Laojun suppressing them, the gods and ghosts of the underworld can't do anything to them."
At this point, Wenwen's father has to agree even if he doesn't agree, but I don't know if Zhang Wenwen can agree.
After a while, Zhang Wenwen woke up automatically, opened his eyes and started crying.
We hurried forward to ask. Zhang Wenwen saw me at a glance and threw herself into my arms without caring that her parents were nearby.
I was embarrassed and distressed, so I could only comfort her softly. She cried for a few minutes, and then she realized that she was at her own home, surrounded by a bunch of people.
She got up embarrassedly, and then told us that she had just slept and dreamed that she went to the underworld, walked around in a big circle, and saw many terrible things.
In the dream, there was a gloomy court trial, a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, a pool of oil and blood, and a guillotine and a grindstone.
There are also ghost-headed soldiers with ferocious faces holding spears, and they are sawed into two pieces, and the souls of the victims are constantly wailing.
A Naihe Bridge, the blood water on both sides is full of insects and snakes, the waves are rolling, soaked in countless screaming souls, there are also copper snakes entangled, iron dogs biting.
Everything you see is a horrific scene of hell, with cruel torture that is rarely seen in the world.
She seemed to have a nightmare and wandered around that place for a long time, but for some reason, there was always a black and a white light guarding her, which made her feel more at ease.
As she walked around, a dark door suddenly appeared in front of her. In front of the door were two Yin soldiers with swords on their waists, looking at her and shouting to stop.
One of the Yin soldiers said that this is the ghost house of the Yin Division. No strangers are allowed to approach, and any offender will be killed immediately!
Zhang Wenwen was frightened, turned around and ran back, but suddenly fell to the ground. Then he opened his eyes again and found that he had woken up.
We all understand that her soul has wandered into the underworld. If she continues to develop, she will be almost like her mother.
Hearing her say that there were two lights guarding me, I suddenly realized that it was clearly the two immortals in my hall who were protecting Zhang Wenwen!
If I guessed correctly, it should be Chang Tianlong and Mang Tianhua.
Seeing her with tears in her eyes, I really felt bad, because I know the feeling of being in the underworld, especially when she is a girl and wandering alone in the underworld, she must be frightened.
Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth, held her hand, and told her what Shixiu said.
When Zhang Wenwen heard that she would have to go to the Quanzhen Sect to become a lay practitioner, and would probably have to live in the mountains, she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.
But then she learned that her mother would also go, so she immediately stopped worrying and nodded in agreement.
After all, this is the only way to save them.
Seeing that Zhang Wenwen agreed to go into the mountains to practice, I couldn't help but sigh.
Man, no matter where you are, as long as you can be with your mother, all difficulties are not a problem.
But now that she is gone, when will we be able to meet again?
In any case, within seven days, a noble man came to visit. Not only did he bring the news that Uncle Ma had been waiting for for twenty years, but he also found a way out for Zhang Wenwen.
Uncle Ma was still more cautious, so he cautiously asked Shixiu if he wanted to call her master.
Having been with Uncle Ma for so long, I knew as soon as he opened his mouth what he was thinking. He just wanted to take the opportunity to chat with the Taoist Master Zixu and catch up on old times.
As a result, Shixiu shook her head and said that her master never used a mobile phone and only focused on his practice. If he wanted to find her, he could only write a letter.
The old man's relationship with her has been broken, and almost no one has written to her. She has been as calm as water for so many years.
After listening to Shixiu's words, there were tears in Uncle Ma's eyes. I could guess that Taoist Zixu had not contacted anyone for many years, but he only cared about Uncle Ma.
Alas, if that Liu Zhiping hadn't caused trouble, maybe the two of them would really be together.
No wonder when I first met Liu Zhiping, I felt that his and Uncle Ma's attitudes were a bit strange. It turned out that there was such a connection in the past.
It is also rare that Uncle Ma has a broad mind. If it were anyone else, he would have been knocking on his door over the years.
Things were roughly like this. It was getting late at this time, so we said goodbye and went back.
Uncle Ma couldn't sleep that night, crying and laughing alone in the room. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he dragged me up and went out to masturbate.
That night, it was the first time I saw Uncle Ma drink so much. He dragged me drunkenly and told me about the past years until about three o'clock in the morning.
That was also the first time that Uncle Ma opened his heart to me. He said that when he first met Zixu, he fell in love with her, but he knew that Zixu was a devout Taoist, and he never dared to be rude to the beauty and always insisted on it. Be polite.
For this reason, he practiced very hard, because he felt that only in this way could he be worthy of this little junior sister one day.
As a result, before he could express his feelings, Liu Zhiping got involved.
Although the cause of this incident was Shixiu, Shixiu was just born at that time and was abandoned. This cannot be blamed on other children.
In short, fate plays tricks on people, and fate plays tricks on people.
Listening to Uncle Ma's story, I thought of Wenwen and couldn't help but smile secretly.
When it comes to fate playing tricks on people, why am I the same?
I asked Uncle Ma, why do the people I meet have different fates? Is it because an unlucky guy like me is magnetically attracted to such people?
Uncle Ma opened his hazy drunken eyes, patted my shoulder, and told me not to think too much. If you go to the street and ask a random person, he will have more or less regrets and misfortunes in his life.
The world is huge and there are countless living beings, but most of them come here for cause and effect, to repay debts, to repay kindness, to overcome tribulations, and to suffer sins.
How many people come to this world to enjoy blessings?
Those upper-class people who were born with a golden key in their mouths and become rich and powerful after landing may be the blessings accumulated over many lifetimes. Poor people like us cannot compare with them, so we can only have some interactions when we make money from them. Bar.
Therefore, if you have the opportunity to make money from them, you must not let them go!
After saying that, Uncle Ma burst out laughing and burst into tears at the end.
I also laughed, but after laughing for a while, I hugged Uncle Ma and started crying.
I don’t know what I’m crying about, and maybe Uncle Ma doesn’t know what he’s crying about either.
But really, I really want to cry.
After crying, I didn’t even remember how I got home. I only knew that when I opened my eyes, it was already the morning of the next day.
Shixiu had been here for a long time and was sitting outside waiting for us. When he saw Uncle Ma and I coming out with two red eyes, we burst into laughter.
Then, she called her master in front of Uncle Ma.
She dialed a fixed number: 8...2...8...0...6...6...0...4...9
In fact, this is not surprising. Although Taoist Master Zixu does not have a mobile phone, there must be a phone in the Taoist temple.
Uncle Ma quickly took a small notebook and wrote down the key points of this series of numbers.
I looked at Uncle Ma and thought to myself that you, an old boy, have been crying for half the night in vain. Spring is coming soon!
