It's just that I didn't understand it at the beginning, but gradually understood it.
Why do most of the Yin-Yang teachers who know how to be compassionate end up with even worse consequences?
Why do people like Yuan Huashao, who have done all the evil deeds, live a long life?
This is exactly what the saying goes, good people don’t live long, but misfortunes will last for thousands of years!
Because, whether it is Mr. Yin and Yang, Mr. Yin Shu, or Mr. Yang, a person who is compassionate will not do evil.
And in life, especially those who shoulder responsibilities, who would not have compassion and do something that violates taboos?
Even the yin-receiving woman has a life-saving skill, and she spends ten years of her yang life trying to save the yin fetus.
If Mr. Yin Yang is compassionate, the severity of it will change a person's life!
My first hexagram corrected the chaos and changed Blind Chen's death situation into life.
Later, he even used the Yin Po's life skills to save the life of a Yin Shengzi!
There are so many other little things like that.
If it weren't for the existence of the Good Corpse Pill, which replenished my destiny, I wouldn't be like this now, with insufficient energy, frail and sick... I'm afraid I would die early.
Not only me, but also Liu Yushu and Jiang Pan. Which of them has not sacrificed his life to save others many times?
Looking at Yuan Huashao, all his yin and yang skills are for himself, in order to be superior to yin and yang. When his destiny is compromised, he must save himself as soon as possible and extend his life.
Looking at Yang Xiayuan again, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of his children to resist the retributive disasters in his destiny.
Li Dexian buried his parents alive, and Mr. Yin used the entire Bunniang Village to help the Bunniang become immortal...
They can live long because they are selfish enough...
But there will never be a good ending, because after all the evil deeds are done, there will be a reward!
At this time, I suddenly thought of a possibility.
If Mr. Yin and Yang does not move his heart of compassion and looks at the overall situation, he will not fluctuate due to emotions, will not change due to emotions, and will act in accordance with destiny.
Then I am afraid that I can really live a long life and start well and end well, right?
But... who can do it?
I shook my head, because I asked myself the question, looked into my heart, and got an impossible answer.
"Mr. Luo, we're here." Zou Weimin's voice woke me up from my trance.
I opened the door and got out of the car, and motioned to Zou Weimin to go back directly.
He saw that his eyesight was very good and drove back immediately.
I didn't enter Feng's house immediately, nor did I knock on the door. I stood at the door for a long time before pushing the door open and entering.
As soon as the door was opened, someone hurried over from the courtyard.
It was Feng Jun who came. He looked obviously relieved and said: "Mr. Luo, you are back. I am afraid that something will go wrong again."
"It's okay." I shook my head to indicate it was okay.
Feng Jun immediately said: "Then you should go and have a rest. The craftsman has sent a letter and will give you a definite result tomorrow morning." As he spoke, Feng Jun took me to the backyard.
The news about Feng Jun made me calm down.
Soon we arrived at the backyard. After pushing the door in, the courtyard was silent. In fact, it was not too late at this time, but Liu Yushu was not in the courtyard. The backyard was so quiet that I could feel that there was no one here.
"Daochang Liu is not here either...he should be back later." Feng Jun explained in a low voice.
"No problem." After I answered, I motioned for Feng Jun to rest as well, and then returned to my room.
The house was spotless, clean and tidy.
There is my mother's memorial tablet on the desk.
I don’t know why, but I was a little restless just a moment ago, but after returning here, I suddenly calmed down.
It's like there are hands gently pressing on the forehead and temples, which makes me feel very relaxed.
When I came to the desk, I lit incense for my mother, bowed to her, and then sat down.
After sitting down, I remained motionless, just staring at my mother's coffin.
After looking at it for a long time, I whispered: "Mom, in two days, I can bring Shiyu and grandma back."
"You have been waiting for a long time, and they have been waiting for a long time. It's just that my son was not very capable before, and there was nothing he could do about it. Now he is considered a talent, and Daochang Liu can help. When Shiyu is brought back, she can help me give it to her every day. You offer incense to serve you.”
As I spoke, the incense burned faster, and the smoke filled the air, as if my mother was in a happy mood.
This is the same as burning a paper tomb in the hope that the paper will fly away.
"Mom, Sixteen promised one thing today, a decent job that won't embarrass you and allow you to live a stable life."
"I picked up grandma's big black wooden box and opened the Nine Arts of Yin Sheng. I just wanted to pay off the loan, earn some money, take grandma to do business in the city, and live a comfortable life."
"Grandpa's great revenge has been avenged, and dad's death has also been avenged. The people of our Luo family are almost dead. After sending Xu Baipi on the road, there will be no grudges or grudges. With my son's point of view, No one will bother us anymore." Suddenly, the incense burned faster, and I even felt the joy.
I pursed my lips, lowered my head, and said: "But Mom, I have to do one more thing. I promise you that after this incident, I will never interfere with Mr. Yin Yang's affairs again. Master, let me take care of it." Yi Gua, Senior Qingshan also needs my help, I want to go..."
I haven't finished speaking yet.
Suddenly, the incense stick that was burning quickly went out...
The room suddenly became colder, and with a muffled bang, the door was blown open by the cold wind, and the door kept banging back and forth!
The crashing sounds were too frequent and revealed an extremely strong ferocity!
And in my daze, I seemed to hear faint crying...
This cry is desolate, plaintive, and full of indescribable sadness...
