The night sky in early autumn is lake blue and looks very high, with thick or light clouds floating in the sky. When these clouds block the moon, the sky and earth become dark. When the moon escapes the cover, the sky and the earth are once again shrouded in the mysterious and cold moonlight.
Qin Xian raised her head, looked at the night sky before dawn, and took a deep breath.
He looked at the visitor and said, "Do you have any business with me, Taoist Priest?"
The young Taoist thought to himself that this young man seems to be different from when he first met him. Could it be that he is not as knowledgeable as Mr. Fourth? Then he said: "You seem to be different from the past few days?"
"A few days ago... I can't remember. What did the Taoist think was different?" Qin Xian tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked with a wry smile.
"It seems that there is a different person." The young Taoist said seriously.
Qin Xian shook her head and said calmly: "Maybe."
"By the way, what did Taoist Priest say is impossible?" Qin Xian asked as if she suddenly remembered.
The young Taoist didn't answer. He looked around, but couldn't seem to find a stool to sit on, so he sat down on the floor opposite Qin Xian. He had never been a clean person. Besides, if his clothes were stained, he could just cast a dust-removing spell on them. , it’s no big deal.
Qin Xian saw the young Taoist sitting on the ground and said sheepishly: "Sorry, how about I go get you a stool."
"No need." The young Taoist didn't know whether Qin Xian was being polite or just had no eyesight, so he sat down and asked for a stool.
The young Taoist was a little angry, so he picked up a wine cup and planned to drink from it.
But Qin Xian said: "This belongs to Uncle Gu."
The young Taoist looked embarrassed, thinking of the dead man's wine, no matter how thirsty he was, he couldn't drink it.
Put it down and pick up another glass.
Then Qin Xian said: "This belongs to my mother!"
The young Taoist tentatively picked up the last glass.
"This is mine." Qin Xian said calmly.
The young Taoist roared in his heart: On purpose, absolutely on purpose. He is still getting angry at me about Gu Hao. What he did before was just an act!
Then he smiled and said, "Can you pour me a drink?"
Qin Xian nodded and was about to stand up, but sat down again. She looked at the young Taoist and said sheepishly: "Well...it seems that there is no wine cup."
The young Taoist hurriedly waved his hands and said: "I won't drink anymore, I won't drink anymore. Monks are taboo about this."
Qin Xian nodded and said hello, but nothing more happened. The two of them just sat opposite each other at night, staring at each other.
"Why don't you speak?" the young Taoist said angrily.
"You haven't said anything impossible yet, I'm waiting for your answer." Qin Xian said seriously.
The young Taoist put his hand on his forehead and was so angry that he forgot about it.
"You said before that you might have been bewitched, but I said it's impossible."
The young Taoist raised his hand to stop Qin Xian who wanted to speak, and continued: "Listen to what I have to say. Although our sect is not as good at divination as the brothers from Feixing Temple, I have other means to predict cause and effect. For the first time, When I see you with a black mark on your head, I know that there is a funeral approaching in your family. However, this effect is not because of your black mark. Last night, I discovered that your black mark is also the result. And the cause of all this, I cannot see, you Understand?"
"I don't understand." Qin Xian shook her head.
The young Taoist was speechless, and then he sighed and said, "I still seem to like you when you were more of a ruffian before, but now you look a little more like a Taoist than me."
"That's a little bad." Qin Xian shook her head.
"Hey, what do you mean? Forget it, anyway, it's not that someone cast a spell on you, it's the word cause and effect." The young Taoist was angry at first. Qin Xian's words seemed to look down on the Taoist priest, but then he thought about it. Everyone has their own likes and dislikes, and if he couldn't force it, he sighed and explained the reason to Qin Xian.
"Oh." Qin Xian responded.
The young Taoist was very angry at Qin Xian's current appearance. He always looked calm and calm in everything he said, and he really looked more like a Taoist monk than himself.
I thought that although this young man's experience had nothing to do with me, he was involved in some things after all. I felt a little guilty, so I thought about whether I could do something for him. Since I had to leave, I wanted to help him and do some good deeds. , Accumulate good deeds, there is no such thing as too much.
"What do you want to do next?" the young Taoist asked.
Qin Xian pondered for a moment and said: "There are many, let's do them one by one."
Seeing that Qin Xian didn't want to go into details, the young Taoist didn't ask, and instead asked, "How can I help you?"
Qin Xian thought for a moment and then said, "I have something to ask the Taoist Priest to help me with."
The wind blew, and there was only the sound of leaves shaking and clicking.
Qin Xian whispered to the young Taoist.
After saying that, he leaned against the door wall, folded his arms and closed his eyes. He was too tired that day and was already injured. He had moved back to Guhao from Lizi Village and couldn't bear it anymore. He closed his eyes. At that moment, sleepiness hit me like a flood.
The young Taoist took out a small medicine god from his arms and put it in Qin Xian's arms. He then stood up, picked up the hoe in the yard, put it on his shoulders, and sighed to the moon: "You will not live if you do your own evil."
At Mao hour the next day.
Qin Xian woke up leisurely and stretched her waist. She felt refreshed and the pain from yesterday was completely gone. Naturally, he didn't know that it was because of the little medicine god, so he just thought that he had rested. After getting a basin of water and washing up, he went into the house and opened the box where his mother kept his clothes. It was full of linen clothes made after his husband's Yishan. He couldn't help but put on a smile. He didn't like wearing these before and was very resistant to it. Now he found one and put it on. He also took out the black gown that his mother made last year and put it on. The fabric of this gown seems to have been sent by An An. of.
Qin Xian can't be said to be handsome, but she has pretty features. In the past, she had a fierce temperament, which gave people the impression of being a naughty person. Naturally, her appearance became worse in the eyes of others.
Now that he's tidied up, coupled with his current quiet temperament, he really looks like a school student.
After getting dressed, he went to the kitchen to find some breakfast. It was very simple, a bowl of millet porridge, a bowl of pot stickers, a few plates of pickles, and a small bowl of eggs.
Qin Xian stood and ate a few bites of pickles and a pot sticker, wrapped the remaining pot stickers, eggs, etc. in oil paper, poured the millet porridge into the earthen jar, sealed it with oil paper, and put them all on the cart.
Then he walked into the house and opened a corner of the quilt to take a look.
Holding back her tears, she smiled and said, "Mom, it's time to go."
After saying that, he picked up his mother together with the quilt, put her on the cart, covered Gu Hao with a mat, and pulled the cart out.
The young Taoist had already greeted Qin Xian hundreds of times. Why was the guy sleeping at home while he was digging holes here?
He is not allowed to use spells, which is really difficult for his pampered body.
"Martial arts are still popular. Like this pit, if you finish it with two punches, it doesn't count as using magic." The young Taoist thought in his heart.
Throwing the hoe outside, he lay on his back in the newly dug hole, looking at the stars.
The sound of the wheels squeaking came from outside. The young Taoist sat up and climbed out of the hole. He waved to the young man pushing the cart in the distance and said loudly: "Here, here."
With the help of the young Taoist, Qin Xian quickly buried her mother and Gu Hao. After a while, two mounds appeared in front of her, one after the other.
But something seems to be missing.
"Where is the tombstone?" the young Taoist asked.
Qin Xian turned to look at Ju Lin and said to the young Taoist: "Please do me a favor, Taoist Master."
The young Taoist put his hand on his forehead and said, "I'm afraid of you. What?"
Qin Xian pointed at the orange grove.
The young Taoist understood, and drew out the flying sword from his waist. The light of the sword flashed, and in the blink of an eye, two neatly whittled wooden boards appeared in his hands.
Qin Xian took it, bit her fingers, wrote the inscriptions on each of them, and inserted them into the grave.
He took out the packaged porridge and rice and placed it in front of him.
After doing this, he knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times and said, "Mom, I will study hard and try to be a teacher, but now my reputation seems to be even worse. I'm afraid I won't be able to accept students, but I want to learn how to make ink like Uncle Gu and earn some money, which will be enough for me to live on. I will find that person and ask questions for you."
Tears couldn't stop pouring out. He raised his hand to wipe them away, then turned to Gu Hao's grave and said: "Uncle Gu, I will take care of An'an for you, but she hates me now. I wonder if she will calm down in a while, but it's okay." , with my husband taking care of me, I won’t be afraid of being bullied.”
The young Taoist stood aside quietly.
Qin Xian had another conversation with her mother, then stood up and started picking oranges. She picked the first orange and seemed to remember something, so she asked the young Taoist priest, "Do you want to eat an orange, Taoist Master?"
Before the young Taoist could answer, smoke and dust filled the air in the distance, and a horse dressed in black came galloping towards him.
There have always been more cattle than horses in Zuzhou. Except for a few wealthy families, ordinary people can't ride a horse, let alone run wild like this. Only outsiders can do this, but even outsiders, those nobles can't They are all very delicate and elegant, and they usually ride in sedan chairs. It is not common to see people riding horses like this. Maybe they are the bodyguards of some noble family, Qin Xian thought.
The black-clad horse passed by Qin Xian not far away, but then turned around and came back.
Stopped in front of Qin Xian and the others.
It turned out to be a girl.
The girl pointed at the orange tree and said, "Pick a few for me to try."
The voice is really nice, clear and melodious, and coupled with his appearance and attire, even An An is a bit inferior, and the young Taoist is also a little stunned.
After regaining consciousness, he cursed: "If you look evil and don't eat, Master will atone for your sins."
He looked at Qin Xian who was also stunned like him.
He nudged Qin Xian with his elbow and said with a smile: "This girl is asking you for an orange to eat, what are you doing in a daze?"
Qin Xian was indeed amazed by the girl's appearance. The girl looked like the first orange flower to bloom every year. She was so beautiful that she could see it at a glance in the entire orange forest.
But only for a moment.
Qin Xian spread a hand towards the girl.
The girl asked in confusion: "What to do?"
Qin Xian said: "Give me money. This is what my mother planted. It costs three cents a piece."
Liang Lusheng's eyes were also opened. It was just a few oranges and he wanted money. He was immediately choked. Although it was only a few pennies, the problem was that he never took money with him when he went out. Her dream was to be a general. Whose family? The general goes out to bring money.
Liang Lusheng said angrily: "Can't you give me a few? So stingy."
Qin Xian said: "No!"
"Ah, I understand. You want to use this method to make me remember you and win my favor, right? The guys in the academy have also used this method before." Liang Lusheng's eyes flashed and he said in surprise.
When Qin Xian saw that the other party had no money, she turned around and continued picking oranges, ignoring the girl.
Liang Lusheng thought he had seen through Qin Xian's little plot, because in order to pursue him, the guys in Tianzhao City had used all kinds of methods. They had seen this hard-to-get trick no less than ten times, so he said: "What are your goals?" Now that we have arrived, I will remember you as a little villager. Please bring me some oranges first. If they are sweet, I will make an exception and allow you to do a certain errand in the army."
Qin Xian turned around and said seriously: "If I don't have money, I won't give it."
Liang Lusheng felt that this young man was a bit angry. He didn't know why he was so angry. He raised his whip and wanted to hit someone.
The young Taoist had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed Qin Xian and pulled him behind him.
Although the young Taoist was not as tall as Qin Xian, his movements were quick and he had practiced boxing and kicking for a few days. Qin Xian was caught off guard and was pulled down and fell. She hit her head on a tree trunk and let out a cry of pain.
Liang Lusheng didn't really hit her, she just felt that she had been insulted and wanted to scare her. Seeing Qin Xian fall to the ground, she felt relieved.
"Pfft" he laughed and said, "Look, if you don't listen to this girl, you will be in trouble immediately."
Suddenly, a "bang" was heard in the sky, smoke and dust billowed from the mountains in the distance, and an ink dot hit the mountain at the entrance of Guzi Village.
The one with the ancestral hall.
