Cheng Ling hurriedly stretched out his palms to support the child to prevent him from falling. The next moment, a woman's anxious cry came: "Ying'er, I told you not to run around, did you fall?"
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of ringing, and the woman chased out. When she saw Cheng Ling, her body froze, and then she said with great joy: "Master, you are finally back!"
Cheng Ling raised his eyes and saw that the person who came was Mu Yan's wife. She had not seen her for eight years. She was no longer the simple woman she used to be. She looked much more graceful and luxurious. He immediately smiled and realized that he didn't take anything with him when he left. Coupled with the progress in the house, it's no wonder that the days are getting better and better.
After the woman was overjoyed, she hurriedly ordered the child: "Ying'er, call the master quickly, he is finally back."
The child hurriedly broke away from Cheng Ling's arms, trotted and hid behind the woman, but still exposed most of his head, staring at Cheng Ling curiously with a pair of dark eyes.
Cheng Ling smiled slightly and said: "You are Mu Ying. I haven't seen you for eight years and you have grown so big. You don't need to call me Master, just call me Uncle Cheng!"
"How is that possible? Ying'er's name was chosen by you, Master?" the woman said hurriedly.
Cheng Ling waved his hand, ignoring her judgment and asked, "Where is Mu Yan?"
"The official is out. During this period, several cities on the edge of Snow City have been affected by war and are not in peace. This trip is to collect payment for the herbal medicine. It has been more than a month and the situation has not turned around yet."
There are also struggles in the mortal world. Snow City is located on the border between the two countries and is often affected by wars. I heard that the country in the north is called Frost and Snow Country. It has a huge land and strong people. Unfortunately, it is shrouded in ice and snow all year round, with poor resources and unsatisfactory desires. , naturally thinking about plundering.
The country in the south is called Dayong Country. It has a vast territory and rich resources, and is a hundred times richer than Shuangxue Country. It's a pity that the emperor of Dayong Kingdom is ignorant and incompetent, and those in power are all empty talkers. In the wars between the two countries, most of them lose more than they win.
When Cheng Ling left Xuecheng for the first time, he heard that Dayong City was the capital of Dayong Kingdom.
Strictly speaking, Xuecheng and dozens of cities to the north belong to the Dayong Kingdom. However, the Shuangxue Kingdom has sharp soldiers. After years of fighting, more than a dozen cities on the border have fallen. The distance from Xuecheng is already Very close.
Cheng Ling was naturally not interested in this. He walked over and touched Mu Ying's head. He said, "Take good care of this horse. I'm going back to the backyard first." Then he left.
Naturally, the woman did not dare to say anything. Thanks to the mansion left by Cheng Ling, their family was able to live without worries. She immediately ordered a few maids to bring the horses into the mansion, and also told Mu Ying not to go to the backyard easily. Excuse me, then I went back to the house.
Cheng Ling returned to the backyard and had a good sleep. He didn't get up until daylight the next day. He went to the table, laid out a piece of white paper, and started drawing.
In the past eight years, he has almost completely turned into a mortal. Yiying's work and rest are no different from ordinary people. He also needs rest and three meals a day. He usually looks a bit sloppy when traveling outside. When he returns to the house, Yiying's clothes and food are all gone. It was prepared by the woman, and after washing it returned to its handsome appearance.
While he was engrossed in the painting, there was a clanking sound, and the bead curtain in the room was opened. A young boy with a tiger-like head and a tough brain leaned over and took a cautious look.
The young man was Mu Ying. Seeing that Cheng Ling didn't seem to react, she tiptoed to his side and took a look. She was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Uncle Cheng, is this a fish you drew? It's so beautiful." Ah, it’s like coming alive.”
Cheng Ling smiled dumbly, put down the talisman pen in his hand, and asked: "Have you ever seen a living fish? How do you know that my paintings are beautiful?
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Mu Ying clapped her hands and said, "I've seen it before. Look at this fish swimming around under the lotus leaf. It must be looking for food. Look over there. The fish looks colorful and seems to be attracting their own kind. And The water in the lake is rippling, and I seem to see a lot of water vapor, spreading toward me."
Cheng Ling was startled and glanced at Mu Ying. Based on this, he was sure that this little guy had spiritual roots, at least water spiritual roots. It's a pity that I can't use my spiritual consciousness and can't get the instrument to test my spiritual roots.
He smiled lightly and said, "Since you like it, I'll give this painting to you!"
Mu Ying cheered and said, "Thank you, Uncle Cheng!"
Cheng Ling smiled, grabbed the gourd at hand and took a sip. After eight years away from home, he hadn't drunk this Sanhua Qingye wine for a long time. The pot in front of him was stored in the cellar before leaving.
Xiao Muying sniffed and looked at Cheng Ling with envy, seeming to be very interested in the wine gourd.
Cheng Ling was stunned and said hurriedly: "You are too young now, so I can't give you a drink."
Xiao Muying stuck out her tongue and said, "Okay, I'm going to play first!"
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Cheng Ling glanced at his back and felt a little melancholy in his heart. Unknowingly, decades had passed and he didn't know how Jinhong was doing. Was he happy in the Temple of Life? Was he as naughty as Mu Ying? Did Qing Yan teach him Taoism?
After thinking about it, he smiled again. He knew that decades had passed and Xiao Jinhong must have grown up. He was still a young child like Mu Ying. But the longing for them in my heart has not diminished by half.
There was an unspeakable emotion in Cheng Ling's heart. This kind of emotion has never been experienced in hundreds of years of practicing Taoism. Although Mu Yan's family has no cultivation, the children are well-behaved and the husband and wife are loving. How wonderful is that? happiness.
All life is ordinary, and all happiness is ordinary...
Since this day, there has been an indispensable link in Cheng Ling's life, and that is Mu Ying. He came to Cheng Ling almost every day and watched Cheng Ling paint. Every time he came, he would bring a pot of Sanhua Qingye wine.
Cheng Ling told the little guy the place where the wine was stored and the recipe for brewing it. He was very smart and learned to brew the wine after pestering the woman for a long time. However, the taste of the wine brewed was not good at first. Then it gradually got better.
There were gradually more paintings hanging in Cheng Ling's room. Most of them were landscape paintings, with fish, birds and other creatures occasionally appearing. It's just that these creatures are very weak. He once tried to draw monsters, but unfortunately he failed every time. They only had similar shapes and lacked the essence.
Life is like a bowl of clear water, plain and light with a hint of sweetness. Cheng Ling feels a sense of spiritual cleansing for this quiet life. He lives in simplicity and is immersed in painting every day.
Mu Yan came back three months later, but the news he brought was not good. Most of the shops he had traded in before had experienced war, and the money was basically not recovered. On the way back, he ran into bandits and was robbed. All belongings on the person.
After coming back, he was depressed all day long. When he learned that Cheng Ling had returned, he felt even more guilty. Not long after, he fell seriously ill.
Cheng Ling went to see him several times and originally wanted to treat him, but he was tortured so much by bandits along the way that his vitality was severely damaged. In addition, he was depressed, and no matter how good the medicine was, it couldn't be restored. After more than half a year, he died of depression. end.
White sails were hung inside the mansion, and bursts of mournful cries could be heard from within. Cheng Ling stood outside the mourning hall, staring blankly, and couldn't help but think of fifteen
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The first time I met Mu Yan years ago, he was a simple and honest man with a body as strong as an iron tower.
In the past fifteen years, Cheng Ling couldn't even remember how many things he had done for himself, how many times he had eaten and how many times he had drank. It's just that the reincarnation of heaven, birth, old age, illness and death are not something he can change. Even if he has a heaven-defying elixir that can help extend Mu Yan's life for a few years, he can't get the elixir at the moment.
He has been to the Netherworld and knows that the result of forcibly changing the reincarnation of heaven will eventually lead to more suffering after entering the Netherworld.
Cheng Ling sighed softly, and at some point, a flower with black petals appeared in his hand. This flower was not a vulgar thing, but one of the materials for refining the exorcism pill.
If the mortal died not long ago and his soul has not completely dissipated, then this flower can help him condense his soul, so that he can have more soul power in the Wangchuan River and strive to fall into a good family.
He slowly walked into the mourning hall and took a glance.
Mu Ying's eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had just cried. The woman was even more sad. She looked at Mu Yan in the coffin, with hesitation and despair in her eyes.
Their relationship is deep. Mu Yan has always been the backbone of the family, and because of Cheng Ling, they can enjoy that kind of luxurious life.
Now that Mu Yan is gone, will Cheng Ling miss Mu Yan and continue to keep them in the house?
Cheng Ling seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "I like Ying'er very much. You will still stay in the house in the future, and you don't have to worry about money. I will give you those paintings in a few days. As long as you sell them, you can Keep it up for a while.”
The woman's body trembled slightly, she glanced at Mu Yan in the coffin, then touched Mu Ying's head, then knelt down and said, "Thank you, sir!"
Cheng Ling sighed softly, stepped forward to help the woman up, then took the incense stick from the hand of the maid, lit it and worshiped.
As soon as he bowed, the sky outside suddenly darkened, and then there was a loud thunder, but no one in the house could see these changes.
After a while, a black air slowly emerged from Mu Yan's body. The black air gradually formed into a ball and vaguely transformed into Mu Yan. He glanced at the woman and Mu Ying aside with nostalgia, and then bowed to Cheng Ling. He gave a salute and then slowly dispersed.
A few days later, the Cheng Mansion returned to its former peace. Cheng Ling followed what he said before and selected a few paintings and asked the woman to sell them. In less than half a month, they were all sold out. The Cheng family had withdrawn a large sum of money from the previous losses, so there was no need to worry anymore.
Cheng Ling didn't care at all about this. He still painted in the backyard every day. The landscapes painted become more and more vivid, making people feel as if they are actually there. It's just that when painting creatures, I still feel that there is something lacking, a trace of charm.
Three more years passed. Just as Cheng Ling was immersed in painting, his originally peaceful life was disrupted by an uninvited guest.
The person who came was a monk. Although Cheng Ling's immortality and spiritual consciousness were still unblocked, his eyesight was still there. It was roughly estimated that he was in the golden elixir stage. His purpose was simple, to ask for a painting!
The origin of the matter begins with the first time he sells a painting. The immortal who gave Cheng Ling a generous amount of immortal coins at the beginning, after getting his paintings, his understanding of the artistic conception has almost improved rapidly. In contrast, his cultivation level has also improved very quickly. In twenty years, he has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.
It's just that the world of monasticism is full of battles. The monk accidentally died during a treasure hunt, and his storage ring belonged to his companions. It happened to contain Cheng Ling's paintings and a notebook.
The handbook recorded in detail the process of obtaining the painting. Therefore, after one of the companions saw it, he became interested and came to Xuecheng to ask Cheng Ling for the painting!
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