Before he even started moving rocks upward, two people were injured.
Not to mention, before he came, three people died because of the construction of the hall on the top of the mountain, which made Li Xiuyuan's anger even more intense.
That night, he did not go to the top of the mountain.
Instead, he cooked a large pot of carrot soup and gave each craftsman a bowl, saying that he would celebrate the winter solstice tomorrow and would warm everyone up today.
Old man Zhang didn't dare to talk nonsense, because he also wanted everyone to be stronger.
In this way, after the spring begins, there will be no more fatal or injured accidents in the villagers.
Just as old man Zhang thought, a group of craftsmen drank two bowls of soup, complained that it was too hot, and got into the quilt one by one to go to sleep.
Even the elder, the family of four, and Xiaobao did not write tonight and had gone to dream early.
That night, the fluttering wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped, revealing a rare snowy moon.
Watching a lonely lamp, brewing a pot of spiritual tea.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and murmured to himself: "Bodhisattva, how about doing me a favor? Even if I owe you a favor."
There was a gust of wind, and Jizo's voice came to my ears.
Before Li Xiuyuan could raise his head, Ji Zang had already sat in front of him, picked up a cup of spiritual tea on the table, and asked, "Tell me, what's the trouble?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "This acting has to be carried out to the end, right? Only halfway through the acting, two innocent villagers were injured..."
Ksitigarbha laughed when he heard this, took a sip of spiritual tea, and nodded.
"So you are so bold and don't think about the consequences?" Jizo shook his head.
Li Xiuyuan spread his hands and replied: "Bodhisattva, please let me incarnate as Ksitigarbha. I must be compassionate. I can't watch them fall to death on the long mountain road after spring begins, right?"
The mountain road is long, and the stones used to build the statue are of different sizes. Li Xiuyuan is really confused at the moment.
Are these rocks left on the mountainside forever?
Thinking of the unrepairable giant Buddha at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the imperial city, he felt a little unhappy. He wanted to build the tall building first and then collapse it.
Li Xiuyuan's words made even Ksitigarbha stunned and speechless.
After a while, he asked: "What do you want? Tell me."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and responded: "I'm not asking too much. What did I ask for last time...I invited Master to cover up the secret for Xiaobao's family of four. This time, please ask Bodhisattva for mercy..."
Jizo nodded and asked: "How high do you want to push them? Tell me, I won't be surprised."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Before I overturned the big hall on the top of the mountain, all these villagers were at the fifth level of Qi gathering, so what?"
"At most, it's just to make them stronger when carrying these rocks up the mountain, so that they won't lose their lives. Is this considered mercy?"
Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "It was Bodhisattva who asked me to be compassionate."
Ji Zang looked at him and said seriously: "The demon in front of you is also the cause and effect of you back then, although those little guys have already left this world."
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he was immediately speechless.
Think about it, even though Xiao Hei has left, his brother is still here.
If you really want to think about it, this is all his fault.
The two were silent for a long time. It was not until they drank two cups of spiritual tea that Li Xiuyuan sighed and said, "It can't be done. Let's watch these guys die, right?"
"Otherwise, I will go up the mountain with my sword tomorrow and chop them all down. There will be no need to repair any stone statues. I don't like it. Can they do it?"
Li Xiuyuan suddenly became angry.
Whether it was Qingyu or an old Taoist priest, how could he have made these guys become immortals with Xiao Hei's magic pill alone if he hadn't been soft-hearted at the beginning?
Seeing the expression on Li Xiuyuan's face becoming serious, Ji Zang couldn't continue teaching him any more.
He waved his hand and said, "When do you plan to send these guys back to the fishing village by the sea?"
In fact, what Ksitigarbha wanted to ask was, when are you going to swing your sword to kill the demon? Thinking about it, this murder thing would never come out of his mouth, and he changed the sentence when he said it.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and replied: "My master wants me to return to the Great Wall Imperial City next autumn. There will probably be trouble waiting for me there."
Li Xiuyuan felt dizzy again when he thought that there was another Duo'er in the imperial city who had gone to Ganye Temple.
If he doesn't know, he can ignore it.
But now it is clear that Jui'er has a cause and effect with him. No matter how hard you push it, it can't be justified.
Ksitigarbha reached out and patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be discouraged at this time. Remember that you are Ksitigarbha in Penglai. You have to save yourself and save others."
A gust of wind passed by and took Ksitigarbha away.
A faint golden light filled the cave and headed towards the sleeping craftsmen. Like an old Taoist priest, the Bodhisattva is compassionate and wants to shield the secrets of heaven from these mortals who have broken through the realm overnight.
A voice came into Li Xiuyuan's ears: "You are really restless, and now you have taken on another young disciple."
Looking at the lone lamp in front of him, Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly.
He said to himself: "I can't seem to get over this problem."
The troubles of the craftsmen have been solved. The injured craftsman will be fine in the new year, but the craftsman with a broken leg will have to wait for him to leave here before he can think of a solution.
But he wanted to remember these causes and effects on those guys on the mountain.
After spring begins, we will give these craftsmen more strength so that they can break through another layer and have more strength to face the wind and rain from the top of the mountain.
…
When I got up in the morning, a group of craftsmen started shouting, and even the two injured craftsmen looked at Old Man Zhang and yelled a few words.
"Old man Zhang, why do I feel so much stronger today than yesterday?"
"Old man Zhang, I think we can go quarrying in the mountains today."
"Brother, I'm afraid it won't be long before your leg recovers."
"Today is the winter solstice. Wang Dali said that we only have to work for half a day and everyone will come back early."
At this time, Li Xiuyuan had already brought Xiaobao outside the cave, ready to start a day of practice.
Looking at the calm gentleman, Xiaobao smiled and said: "Sir, Xiaobao is stronger today than yesterday."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at him and said with a smile: "Remember that you are going through hardships now so that you will not be bullied by evil people when you grow up, and also to protect your relatives."
Xiaobao lowered his head and thought for a while, and realized that his wish was based on what his husband said.
Narrowing his eyes, he replied: "Sir, don't worry, Xiaobao is not afraid of hardship."
"If you shoot down the small village in the mountains before the New Year comes, I will give you an iron bow next fall."
Li Chuyuan touched his head and said seriously: "An iron bow that can shoot monsters."
The iron bows in Tianyu City are not comparable to the Tang Dynasty. As long as Xiao Zhiyi is willing to endure hardships, he might as well give him a spiritual bow to make a weapon.
"There should be no problem, sir, don't forget it!"
Xiaobao thought about it and decided to wait until the new year before telling him about it. Soon, he would be able to shoot down the small tree with one arrow.
On the day of the winter solstice, Old Man Zhang and a group of craftsmen only worked for half a day, but they did more work than usual in a day.
In everyone's words, I was very energetic today.
While you have the strength, do more of the work you have to do tomorrow.
Only Li Xiuyuan did not panic. He still carefully inspected each carved stone and carefully added lines on it.
Old man Zhang said that most of these tasks must be completed before spring comes.
After spring arrives, half of them will go up to work in the mountains.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled: "Don't worry, it's a long-lived job, a long-lived job."
After a busy morning, Xiaobao dragged his exhausted body back to the cave, held the cup in front of his grandfather and drank.
In an instant, he almost lost his life. He touched the mark on his arm caused by branches in the mountains and looked at Li Xiuyuan and started shouting.
It seems that even if he is already at the fifth level of Qi Gathering, he cannot be careless in the mountains, especially on snowy days.
If you are not careful, you may fall down the mountain.
Old man Zhang saw several blood marks on Xiaobao's body, and couldn't help hugging him, causing Xiaobao to grin and scream in pain.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I have nothing to do this afternoon. I will boil a bucket of potion for you and let you take a dip."
When Xiaobao heard this, he screamed again: "Sir, soaking in that potion hurts more than my wound."
Li Xiuyuan deliberately frowned and asked, "Then do you want to take a dip?"
In the end, Xiaobao dutifully soaked in the concoction in the bucket, while Li Xiuyuan sat aside and summarized today's lesson with him.
There was nothing wrong with the sword technique, but Xiaobao himself made a mistake. He only thought about chopping firewood in the mountains, but he forgot that there was still thick snow under his feet, and he fell down accidentally.
Xiaobao was quite well-behaved. While summarizing the lesson with his husband, he thought that he should be careful where he steps next time.
We can no longer care about our heads and feet.
What makes Li Xiuyuan happy is that Xiaobao has learned about a hundred words now, and he thinks he can double it again when spring blooms.
I can even recite the first paragraph of the Buddhist scriptures I recite every day.
The Buddha said that all living beings can become Buddhas, and Li Xiuyuan was even more optimistic about the little disciple he had inadvertently accepted.
This year's winter solstice is both difficult and joyful for these craftsmen who are trapped in Penglai and enslaved by others.
It was difficult because after this winter, they were captured innocently for two years by the bandit-like monks from Penglai, guys who claimed to be like gods.
I have been separated from my relatives for two whole years, and I am still not allowed to go home. Some of my companions have already died here.
The happy thing is that everyone feels that just one night has passed, and they have become different from the past. Only Wang Dali, the supervisor, does not know.
And Old Man Zhang warned everyone not to talk nonsense or say the wrong thing, which would harm everyone.
So, everyone had to secretly rejoice.
Looking forward to finishing the last statue on the mountain and going home.
Taking advantage of the vast darkness of night, Li Xiuyuan walked seamlessly through the snow to the top of the mountain to complete the last step of the formation. Starting tomorrow, he will no longer climb the mountain.
With an invisibility charm, even the gods on Penglai Island cannot feel a trace of his breath.
Standing alone on the top of the mountain, looking at the sea not far away, Li Xiuyuan felt lonely for the first time, and he had long looked down on loneliness.
Who is not a teenager? And I am no longer young...
But he was very sure that he was very lonely and uncomfortable right now.
How is little Jue'er doing now? In the blink of an eye, he has left Datang for more than 20 years. How are the huts on the snow-capped mountains, the plum tree spiritual tea, and the apricot blossoms all over the mountain?
Is Qin Xiangyu from Hongchen Inn married? What kind of cultivation is it now?
Where are the parents above the nine heavens? When Mu Mu and Nangong Ruyu went to Tianyu City, they should have brought the black dragon meat back to Xinghua Valley, right?
When autumn comes next year, he will go to the snow-capped mountains to see the world...
I just don’t know whether the person accompanying me back to the Tang Dynasty is the Zhang Duobao in front of me, or the Qingyu who left the Great Zhou Palace back then?
With a wave of his hand, the wind and snow on the mountain were wiped away.
