When Lin Ji asked, Hu Wuxia did not answer directly, but said in a deep voice: "You can go out first!"
"yes!"
All the slaves and guards responded in unison, quickly stood up and walked straight out of the temple.
"Yiming, go and collect some food for the carriage and horses, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."
"Ah?" Xiao Yiming looked around in confusion. It was obvious that his grandmother had something to say, but she didn't want him to hear it.
But he didn't dare to disobey his order, so he quickly said yes, bowed respectfully to Hu Wuxia, bowed to Lin Ji and exited the door.
Hu Wuxia glanced at the little beggar in the corner.
The beggar seemed completely unaware of what was happening inside and outside the temple gate, and had already huddled in the corner and fell asleep.
In another corner, there was still a person lying on his back, covered with a thin and worn sheet, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Hu Wuxia paused for a moment and did not forcefully expel these two poor people. Facing Lin Ji, he solemnly said: "Since entering Yunzhou, every time we travel more than a hundred miles, Master Nao will definitely force us to abandon our official roads and enter the wild forest at night, and that night will also be windy, rainy, and smelly... "
When this matter was brought up, a dark cloud appeared on Hu Wuxia's face, which had been calm just now.
"Mrs. Xiao..." Beishang, who was squatting quietly next to Lin Ji, continued, "I have also heard of the divine snake Olanto you just mentioned. It is said that he is one of the four great wizards of the barbarians. The bloodiest person, that barbarian tribe has always lived in the far north for thousands of years, and its method is completely different from that of the nine states. Presumably... this is just his method of blood sacrifice, right? "
"No!" Hu Wuxia turned his head and looked at Beishang, and said with unusual certainty: "The barbarian witchcraft comes from the power of the angry god, and the original meaning of the word 'angry god' in the barbarian language is 'to the sun. "Brightness." Therefore, whether praying for wind and rain, or conducting conquests and sacrifices, we always choose a time when the sun is clear and the light is abundant. But at night, there has never been a continuous storm. "
"In addition, although I was injured in my early years and my soul has not healed yet, I am still in the five-tailed monster realm. I have lived in the far north for hundreds of years. Although my understanding of the blood arts of the Wumen is far less than that of the Holy Fire Sect, I can still I got a glimpse of it. From what I can see, the sudden wind and rain every night was definitely not his fault!"
"You mean..." Beishang was stunned and said: "That windy and rainy night was not caused by an old man?! But... there was another reason?"
"Yes!" Hu Wuxia nodded.
"And!" Hu Yujiao also interjected: "In recent days, the wind and rain have become more and more violent at night, and it snowed heavily last night. But when I woke up in the morning, I saw that it was the same as before, without any trace. The old thieves Thinking that he is a great witch cultivator who has become a Taoist, he forced us all the way south with coercion and deception. Since we can't resist at all, what's the use of using this strange magic?"
Beishang frowned and said: "It is neither a method of cultivation nor a way to intimidate. The monks from the Central Plains and the Wuman Barbarians from the Far North have always had a grudge. He took everyone hostage and headed south, so he didn't want to cause any problems..."
"Based on this, it really doesn't look like he did it on purpose. But where did the wind and rain along the way come from? Could it be that... there is something else in your group?"
Lin Ji added another branch to the fire and asked directly: "Madam, do you think this matter has something to do with Xiao Yiming?"
"This..." Hu Wuxia glanced at Lin Ji and said respectfully: "The heavenly official is wise, and there is indeed some tenderness in him, but..."
As she said that, she glanced at Beishuang intentionally or unintentionally.
How clever is Beishuang?
As soon as he saw Hu Wuxia deliberately pushing away Xiao Yiming, he already guessed that what happened next must be related to him, but it was inconvenient for him to hear.
Only then did he deliberately interrupt, leading Hu Wuxia to put Wind and Rain Strange Things to death, and make a seemingly unintentional utterance. I just want to see how she brings it up...
Seeing Hu Wuxia looking sideways, Beishang clapped his hands knowingly and stood up: "You guys chat first, the surrounding hills have long become rift valleys, I'll take a look, don't let anyone accidentally fall. Go down..."
"Need not."
Lin Ji grabbed a thick wooden branch and picked at the half-burned charcoal fire, making the fire in front of him a little brighter. He said in a deep voice: "Madam, it's okay to say it. There is knowledge in the world, and you can know it if you want to know it." Wu Zang!”
Hu Wuxia glanced at Beishuang, paused for a moment and said, "Okay! Since I'm just and fair, I can't stand a wall anymore."
"What I just said about the Xiao family's past is indeed a lie."
"I do have two grandchildren. The eldest grandson is named Yihe, and the second grandson is called Yiming. But Yihe did not disappear for no reason, but... was taken away by a monk."
As early as thirty-six years ago, the Xiao family, which was lonely and gloomy in the far north, finally ushered in a good day with red posters all over the house.
Xiao Qingzhu, a solitary seedling, was delighted to have a son. Tribes of all sizes and merchants who had frequent contacts came to congratulate him with gifts.
Hu Wuxia, who was sitting in the backyard and had just ascended the throne of his grandmother, had a bright face. He was trembling slightly and writing rapidly, eager to spread the great news to Tianjing.
When they met in the bamboo forest, they secretly fell in love with Xiao Changqing. The next year, they had two children, a dragon and a phoenix.
I originally thought that the Xiao family would prosper and the inheritance would be orderly, and that the family would be able to spread its branches and spread its incense in the far north.
But as the child Qingzhu grows older and gets older, the front of the hall is still empty! Hu Wuxia, who had used countless methods overtly and secretly, was even more worried!
This sudden joy came from heaven, he got a big fat grandson, Hu Wuxia was so happy that he couldn't explain it!
Halfway through writing the joyful letter, a maid hurriedly ran in the door, saying that it was the midwife who begged her to come over as soon as possible.
Hu Wuxia didn't know what was going on, and his heart trembled in panic. He didn't care about hiding the demonic energy and practiced it, and turned into a stream of light and flew over.
When I opened the door and took a look, I was shocked!
Midwives and slaves were kneeling all over the floor, their faces full of panic.
On the wedding bed facing him, the newly born grandson sat cross-legged, pinching his fingers with both hands, and there was a dazzling golden light all around him!
It is simply a living spiritual Buddha!
Hu Wuxia was stunned for a long time, and just as he was about to step forward to check, he suddenly heard a deafening bell ringing.
Immediately afterwards, everyone outside the door stood motionless as if they were being immobilized alive.
Even the five-tailed demon realm that Hu Wuxia had worked hard to hide for decades could barely retain a trace of his consciousness.
"Amitabha!" followed by a loud shout of the Buddha's name.
An old monk covered in grease slowly walked in from the front yard.
The old monk walked in and respectfully gave a disciple's salute to the baby who was sitting cross-legged. He said: "Uncle Wubei, my disciple has been offended!"
Then he walked forward and pressed a bloody handprint on the baby's navel.
The golden light scattered all over the baby's body dissipated in an instant, and he lay down and fell asleep.
The old monk turned his head, glanced at Hu Wuxia, clasped his hands and said: "The great lord has been reincarnated and has returned to Zen for seven years! I hope the donor will take good care of me, and I am speechless! If you can trust me, you will definitely be blessed!"
After finishing his words, the bell rang again.
The monk also turned into a golden light and disappeared.
Everyone woke up in confusion, but they seemed to know nothing and started busy in confusion.
Hu Wuxia said this, glanced at Lin Ji, and continued: "I thought the strange things would end here, but who would have thought, it was just the beginning..."
