Yao Ji seems to be always looking at the world leisurely.
If Yao Ji didn't just look at the world leisurely, what would the world be like?
Yun Huzi stood under the bamboo forest, quietly looking at the woman in black who came from the south on the listening platform. Even Yun Huzi couldn't help but start thinking wildly when facing something.
The young scholar stared at it for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the small bamboo garden.
But unexpectedly, I met two people on the bamboo forest path.
Although Yun Hu was not very familiar with the two of them, he knew them.
The young man carrying the sword and growing his hair is naturally Hu Lu from the Human Sword Sect. There are probably not many people in Nanyi City who would not recognize such a young man.
As for the other very calm sword cultivator in black, Yunhu didn't know that although he had never dealt with him before, it was just the name of Si Po Jian, but he was not unfamiliar.
The scholar stood there suspiciously.
After Cheng Lu and Hu Lu arrived, they both bowed politely when they looked at the elegant scholar standing on the bamboo forest path holding some books.
"Meet sir."
Cheng Lu had of course heard Yunhu Shiwei preach before, so it was logical for him to say "Mr."
Yunhu looked at it strangely as it was hard for these two to get together, let alone the sword cultivator who was heading towards Xiaozhuyuan together.
"What are you doing here?"
Cheng Lu stood up straight and said calmly: "I want to see the goddess to see if she can do us a favor."
Yun Hu looked at Cheng Lu in surprise, then subconsciously glanced back at the end of the bamboo forest path, then turned to look at the two of them and said, "What are you doing?"
Cheng Lu said slowly: "I want to go back to the year 1002 of the Gale Calendar to find something."
Yunhu didn't know what to do, so he understood.
At the moment, it would be easiest to ask Yao Ji to do such a favor for them.
But the scholar still said softly: "It's just that the goddess may not help."
Cheng Lu was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Why?"
Yun Huzi said softly: "The goddess will not show mercy on personal matters."
The two sword cultivators stood on the path and looked quietly towards the end of the bamboo forest path.
The twilight on the trail was sparse, and everything was heading towards the sky in a narrow field of vision. The wind-listening platform was dimly visible behind some leaves, but it was impossible to see the location of such a woman.
Cheng Lu looked at it for a long time, then lowered her head again, looked at the scholar in front of her, and said softly: "But I believe this is a human matter, not my personal matter, sir."
Yunhu didn't know who stood in the evening breeze holding the scroll and smiled, and said slowly: "I'm not trying to stop you. After all, what about the goddess? After all, this is something that has nothing to do with me, Yunhu, I just want to remind you."
Yunhu didn't know that he was not the scholar from a certain Daze.
Cheng Lu nodded.
Hu Lu on the side felt a little guilty and looked ahead blankly.
Cheng Lu was naturally not doing it for personal reasons, but what about herself?
Just watching the two of them stop saying anything and start to pass by each other, Hu Lu hesitated for a moment, but still followed.
Yun Hu was probably also curious about whether the two sword cultivators could convince Yao Ji to do such a favor for them, so after walking a few steps, he sat down on the bamboo chair on the path, holding the scroll and looking over there to wait. .
But before he could hear the news from the other side, the young gentleman from Xuanxuyuan heard a panting voice and the sound of hurried footsteps.
Yunhu turned his head and saw the southern boy running hurriedly through the bamboo forest path.
This scholar is probably very confused, why are you running to Xuanshu Courtyard today?
Although Zhao Gaoxing is the general of Huangliang Zhenbei Gaoxing, everyone knows that such a young man has no actual duties. Even if he really comes with the army, he is not the real general of the Huangliang Wujia.
But Yunhu didn't know that he was really a gentleman from Xuanxuyuan.
For Huangliang people, Xuanxuyuan is naturally a very respected place.
So the young man who was not wearing armor stopped not far away, then lowered his head and straightened his clothes carefully, and then walked towards Yun Hu Wenzhi, bowing his head and bowing.
"Nice to meet you sir."
Probably Zhao is happy to have met Mr.
It could also be nice to meet sir.
The word "sir" here is naturally different from Cheng Lu's word "sir".
Cheng Lu's husband is a name given to Yun Hu who doesn't know his identity. It's casual and casual, with no hint of respect or restraint.
The word "Sir" used by Zhao Gaoxing is extremely sincere. It is the name used by the students in the college for their teachers.
Yunhu wanted to smile when he heard that sentence, but when he thought of the stories about such a young man, he felt very pitiful, so in the end he just sighed.
"What are you here for?"
Zhao Gaoxing really stood in front of Yun Huzhi like the student in front of him, lowered his head and said softly: "Just now, when I was sitting by the river in a daze, I saw Senior Brother Hu Lu and someone walking this way, and I was a little curious. So I thought of coming over and taking a look.”
As the southern boy spoke, he raised his head again and looked towards the end of the trail.
Yun Huzi sat there and said slowly: "They are looking for the goddess."
"Looking for the goddess? What to do?"
Zhao Gaoxing raised his head in surprise and looked at the scholar in front of him.
Yunhu said calmly: "There are probably some things that are difficult to solve, so I have to try to see if I can get some help from the goddess."
Although this scholar didn't mean anything sarcastic.
Just such a sentence probably represents the irony of many of the curses that have been directed at that god and ghost.
The human world eventually had to seek some help from such a god and ghost.
Zhao Gaoxing probably didn't understand, so he still asked: "What is that?"
I thought that Yunhu would not answer, but the young man did not expect that Mr. Xuanxuyuan thought for a long time and then said softly: "They want to go back to the past."
Zhao Gaoxing was suddenly startled. He stood in the bamboo forest path for a long time, looking at the night lights that really fell into the world, scattered like bamboo leaves by the intertwined bamboos.
Yunhu didn't know what it meant to go back to the past for such a young man.
Just as he had thought before, it was the same for another boy who had never spoken a word.
Zhao Gaoxing kept looking at it for a long time, then turned back, looked at Yun Huzi and said, "So can they go back?"
Yun Huzi shook his head and said slowly: "I don't know, it depends on whether they can convince such a ghost."
Zhao Gaoxing didn't say anything else. He just stood in the already dark sky and looked over there for a long time. After a long time, he asked a question.
"Is it really possible to go back to the past?"
Yunhu was thinking about the news coming from Xuansheyuan, about some of the stories behind the death of the sword cultivator in white clothes, and then said softly.
"Yes."
Zhao Gaoxing seemed to feel a lot more relaxed suddenly. Even his back, which was straightened because of seeing Mr., relaxed a little. He stood there quietly, and then let out a long breath.
"Then I hope he can really convince the goddess."
Yunhu looked at the young man and asked, "Why?"
"Because I know he definitely wants to go back...and so do I."
Yun Hu turned his head silently.
"Then who is the other sword cultivator? Is he from the Human Sword Sect?"
Zhao Gaoxing asked about the sword cultivator in black who was traveling with Hu Lu.
Yun Huzhi shook his head.
"No, that is Liuyun Sword Sect's Sipo Sword Cheng Lu."
After hearing the words Liuyun Sword Sect, Zhao Gaoxing obviously fell silent again.
Yunhu didn't know how to understand what this sentence meant to this young man.
People from Liuyun Sword Sect had intervened in the Huangliang incident, and for the young man, it was naturally because of a certain Liuyun Sword Cultivator that he came to such a land.
It's just that Yunhu didn't know and said it anyway.
Maybe it's because when some questions are asked, the answers naturally already exist.
Maybe it's because some things have to be faced, and a young man can't always be frightened like a snake all his life.
After a long time, Zhao Gaoxing finally said "Oh" softly.
"Is he also a killer?"
The young man gradually calmed down again.
Yunhu thought for a while and said: "No, Liuyun Sword Sect is an ancient and complex sword sect. Although they started from the land of killers, after all, for more than two thousand years, the avenue has been constantly evolving. It's changing, so of course there is no need to mention such a sword sect. Most of the sword cultivators there are still no different from the human sword cultivators."
Zhao Gaoxing said softly: "That's it, thank you sir."
The two of them didn't say anything else. Yunhu somehow saw that the young man was looking forward to it, just like himself, so he made room for the other side of the long bamboo chair and let the young man sit down there.
The night in the world is gloomy, with stars dotting the sky in the distance, and the night wind rustling the bamboo leaves in the forest.
The two of them could not see and listen to the story on the other side of Fengtai.
...
At first, he calmly told Cheng Lu that the person in the world who is very close to the goddess is Hu Lu.
On the way through the bamboo forest path towards the wind listening platform, the thing that became heavier and more uneasy as we walked was also the gourd.
The young man raised his eyes and looked at the sword cultivator in black on the side, probably very curious as to how such a sword cultivator could be so calm.
You know, what they have to face is not Cong Ren, not Chen Yunxi, and not His Majesty.
It is a ghost that should have been gradually forgotten over the years, but unexpectedly resurrected from the ancient times.
Cheng Lu was naturally very nervous.
His back was already wet, and there was some sweat on his palms, but such things were not obvious in the night.
At the beginning, Tingfengtai was probably just a joking name for some gentlemen in the courtyard.
Naturally, it is different from a place like the so-called Zhuojian Terrace.
It's just an ordinary human platform.
However, it is now obvious that such a place is probably very unusual.
Because on such a stage, there was a woman in a black dress holding an umbrella. She was sitting on the edge of the stage drinking tea from the human world and looking at the human world as strong as wine.
It is impossible for Yao Ji not to know the stories on the bamboo forest path in the audience. Therefore, even though the two sword cultivators kept coming here, the woman in black skirt sitting in the human world did not take a second look.
It was probably the same as what the late emperor had said on the Huangliang Yingfeng Tower.
Gods and ghosts should not show mercy to the selfish desires of the world.
So when the two sword cultivators stopped at the end of the path, standing in the swaying shadows of the bamboo forest, and said respectfully that they had met the goddess, Yao Ji did not lower her head, but just sat there quietly and said... Crane left the table and chairs and looked at the world.
After all, only a few people in the world can get responses from gods and ghosts.
Cheng Lu stood there silently, and the young man Hu Lu beside him was also silent.
The two people standing in the night were as silent as the night.
After a long time, it was the young man who had always been very nervous who spoke first.
Hu Lu raised her head, looked at the woman sitting on the edge of the stage, and said sincerely: "Ms. Goddess, can you do us a favor?"
Yao Ji still didn't speak, looking at the world, and then looking down at a very young sapling in the bamboo forest.
Cheng Lu also raised her head, looked at the ghost in black dress for a long time, and then said softly: "Ms. Goddess, aren't you curious about what kind of story will make you return to this world again?"
It wasn't until such a sentence was said that Yao Ji's eyes finally fell on the two sword cultivators on the path below the stage.
This ghost from Huangliang said extremely calmly: "Do you think it is important for me to know such things?"
Cheng Lu fell silent.
For Yao Ji, how she got there is no longer important.
When she and such a young man in young clothes appeared in such a world at the same time, the story had only one direction left.
Yao Ji said, but also smiled softly, stood up on the edge of the stage holding an umbrella, and looked at the world of bamboo waves in the night.
The goddess's voice was still gentle, but the meaning in her words was naturally different.
"Someone once said to me that only when people stand in the mud will they know more clearly what they want."
The woman stood under the umbrella and spoke very calmly.
"I don't deny the right or wrong of such things."
"It's just that sometimes, what you want and what you can get are often different."
"So actually, I am not surprised by your plea, just like when that great demon in the world who once swore that he was a devout believer in materialism went to see me in Daze."
Yao Ji said, lowered her head to look at the two of them, and said softly: "It's just that sometimes, I really want a certain Taoist who used to be your Huai'an to come and take a look. This is the human world he was talking about back then."
Such a Taoist is naturally Liu Sanyue.
The Taoist who once said if I was despicable.
Cheng Lu was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Manpower is sometimes poor. This does not conflict with standing in the mud to know what you want. It is precisely because we know what we want that we sincerely come to see the goddess. "
The sword cultivator from Liuyun Sword Sect raised his head - his black clothes might be floating in the wind, but in the night, there was probably only one face like that that could have some light reflected by the stars.
"Goddess, you need to understand one thing. If people in the world still choose to rely on gods and ghosts subconsciously, then what we have to do is extremely simple - beg you to change the outcome of everything. Instead of groping forward bit by bit .”
"This is the same reason that people in the world began to learn to use fire to cook food."
"Back then, when people didn't have control over fire, they could only rely on some dead trees after thunder to be ignited."
"But humans have learned how to make fire for thousands of years now."
This sword cultivator did not say something like, "Only when we are desperate can we devoutly pray to the goddess for help." Instead, he was very calm and debating with such a god and ghost with a refuting attitude.
"The Goddess is the thunder of the sky and the fire of the earth, and people in the world will also light the fire in the stove. The two are different existences with the same purpose."
Yao Ji calmly looked at the sword cultivator in black in the audience, and then said softly: "So why don't you light the fire in your stove?"
Cheng Lu said softly: "Because the thunder and fire are right in front of us, turning around to light the fire in the stove is undoubtedly a waste of time and stupid."
Yao Ji looked down at the sword cultivator with squinted eyes, but suddenly realized that she might have fallen into the verbal trap of such a sword cultivator.
This Sipojian, who has always been very peaceful and quiet in the world, is even as stupid as them in Lingnan's opinion. He ran around stupidly, drank and broke his hand, and even went to Mojian Cliff to be beaten. Cheng Lu was beaten.
The Liuyun Sword Sect stood extremely calmly in the increasingly chilly wind at night, looking up at the black-dressed goddess on the windstand.
"Lord Goddess naturally knows why I am here."
"Going back to what happened in the 1,002nd year of the Great Wind Calendar, we can naturally do it even without relying on the goddess. The witchcraft has been lost in the world, but the Nine-Character Mantra has not yet been found. As long as we are willing to spend some time, we can always find it. There are some people who know this technique."
"It's just the goddess."
Cheng Lu said softly: "Thunder and fire are right in front of us. Why should we light a fire in the stove and waste a lot of time?"
"I heard that the goddess also loves the world. It is understandable that she does not show mercy based on partiality. Even in the words of the Great Dao, there are words about the unkindness of saints and the unkindness of heaven and earth. But this is not Cheng Lu's selfish desire, but the world's. It will fall."
"Gods and ghosts should not respond to the selfish desires of the world."
"It's just that if gods and ghosts don't love the world, why should they remain in the world?"
"If gods and ghosts really love the world, why would they sit quietly and watch the people fall into ruin and everything fall into decay?"
Cheng Lu is undoubtedly an extremely smart person.
When the late emperor argued with Yao Ji, he always put himself above the selfish desires of the world.
There are just some things, so why should we look at them from the perspective of the world?
From the perspective of gods and ghosts, it is naturally the same.
Between humans and gods, it is of course irrelevant whether humans have selfish desires and whether their selfish desires can be responded to.
But gods and ghosts should love the world.
This was the biggest cornerstone of the original love between humans and gods.
Yao Ji looked deeply at such a sword cultivator, then raised her head, looked at the world and said calmly.
"Yes."
