Song Ciwan stood outside the Huang family's courtyard, and for the first time he could clearly feel the power that a butterfly's wings could bring when they flapped.
This is not a visible force in the conventional sense, but an invisible force that is closer to the law of cause and effect. It is everywhere, yet ever-changing, elusive and awe-inspiring!
The Huang family's farce continued. People from the gambling house came and snatched the "gold cake" fiercely. Aunt Ge was originally rescued by the doctor. When she woke up, she heard that the gold had been taken away, and she became angry again. Fainted.
Before she fainted, she vomited a mouthful of blood. The doctor said that Aunt Ge might have a short life after this incident.
Some of the neighbors sighed and said that Mrs. Ge was pitiful, while others shook their heads and said that she deserved it: if she hadn't always favored her younger son and spoiled Huang Erlang to the point of being lawless, how could she have experienced what she was experiencing today? It's just a pity that piece of gold...
But someone else said: "Hey, don't mention the gold. If Ge Xiaohong hadn't brought the gold out, people from the gambling shop might not come to the door today, right? If the gold is not lost, Huang Gui will not be so angry that he has a stroke. She is the head of the house, We can still live this life, but now her family members are paralyzed, how will they live in the future!"
"Then you can't blame Jin Zi. Ge Xiaohong just won't take the gold. Huang Erlang owes money. Won't the people from this gambling shop still come to visit him?"
"Then maybe Huang Gui wouldn't have had a stroke without the stimulation of gold?"
This, this, this...who knows?
What no one knew was that the piece of gold that attracted much attention turned out to be a fake!
Every effect must have a cause. After Song Ciwan witnessed everything, his heart felt a little heavy.
To say that the Huang family was pitiful was definitely not the case, but she did not get the pleasure of successful revenge.
More importantly, Song Ciwan was cautious in his heart.
The power of the law of cause and effect is so terrifying. With just a flick of a hand from outside the chessboard, the mortal world may turn upside down.
No wonder the ancient cultivators’ first priority was to stay away from the secular world!
If you abandon things, you will not be tired, and if you do nothing, your mind will be at peace.
This doesn’t mean that you can’t do anything after cultivating immortality, but you are afraid that those who cultivate immortality will forget their original intention and themselves once they have mastered the power!
The unbridled power is not power, but a devil!
——So, what is my original intention?
Song Ciwan stood outside the crowd and looked at herself. The infuriating Qi of Zuowang Heart Sutra brought with it a coolness, flowing through her body for a long time, gradually regaining her inner peace.
In the crowd, Aunt Jinhua, who was holding a bamboo basket and watching the excitement, suddenly slapped her thigh and said anxiously: "Oh, there is still water boiling in my pot waiting to steam the buns. Oh no, my pot won't burn through." Bar?"
In this hurry, she no longer cared about watching the excitement, and quickly withdrew from the crowd, turned around and ran home.
She didn't see Song Ciwan standing outside the crowd. Song Ciwan followed her silently behind her. When he saw her rushing into the house, he shouted happily in the kitchen: "Ah, I'm scared to death. The water hasn't even boiled yet." Well done, great! "
Aunt Jinhua refilled the water in the kitchen to steam the buns, and Song Ciwan gently knocked on her courtyard door outside.
"Who is it!" Aunt Jinhua shouted while wiping her hands and walking out. When she saw it was Song Ciwan, a smile immediately broke out on her face, "Yue Niang, you came just in time, Auntie is steaming buns here. Come on, come on, come inside and sit for a while while the buns are steamed and take a few back to make dinner!"
Song Ciwan did not enter the house, but said at the door of the courtyard: "Aunt, I still have Xiao, so I won't enter the house. Isn't it the end of the month? I'm here to pay back the money."
"Pay back the money" came out of her mouth. Aunt Jinhua's smile froze for a moment, but soon she pulled Song Ciwan and said: "Why pay back? You are such a stubborn kid. I told you to make you rich." Save it first, replenish yourself, and get out of that realm quickly..."
Seeing that Song Ciwan was about to say something else, she quickly said with a fierce face: "Don't mention it, you really can't mention it, my aunt will get angry if she mentions it again!"
She sincerely did not want Song Ciwan to pay back the money. Even at the same time, Song Ciwan received emotional feedback from her, and the scales of heaven and earth emerged:
[Human desire, love and fear, a catty or two taels can be sold. 】
What is "love"? What is "worry"? What is "fear"?
At this moment, Song Ciwan felt the complexity of human nature. Seeing the smile and care on Aunt Jinhua's face in front of her, Song Ciwan couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.
After all, she no longer insisted on repaying the money, but she mentioned other people: "Auntie, we are close enough here, I can not pay it back, but what about other people? I have saved some money and I should Give it back to them?"
Aunt Jinhua said: "Why should I repay you? Who doesn't know that you are in trouble? Those cowards, who dares to force you and me to bring a mallet to reason with you! Good boy, listen to what Auntie said, you really can't go to the laundry room anymore. Come on. Quit and my aunt will find you another job..."
But this was something you couldn't listen to. Song Ciwan's words went in one ear and out the other. When she finished speaking, she quickly said goodbye.
Aunt Jinhua asked her to wait a little longer for the steamed buns to come out before leaving. Song Ciwan didn't want it either. She said, "Auntie insists that I take the steamed buns before leaving. Then I'll wait here until uncle comes back and give the money directly." Pay him back!"
Aunt Jinhua said: "Uncle Yu can't accept money from you either..."
Before she finished speaking, Song Ciwan waved her hands and ran away.
Song Ciwan ran home in one breath, opened the door, and was greeted by the loud singing of the big white goose.
A pair of big white wings flapped in the wind, and a fat body rushed towards her. Song Ciwan caught her with a "Hey!" and the big white goose thrust its head into her arms. Song Ciwan couldn't help but laugh: "Dabai, Dabai." , don’t be like this, it’s so itchy, hahaha…”
After laughing for a while, Song Ciwan relaxed a little.
At this time, the sky is getting late, but the setting sun has a golden glow, dragging the clouds in the sky, reflecting in the fireworks world.
Song Ciwan held the big white goose and looked up at the clouds.
She said softly: "Dabai, actually I am a little confused sometimes, but now I seem to understand."
"I don't cultivate and am the enemy of the world. I just want to be free in the world of mortals. If there is a grudge, there will be revenge. If it is difficult to understand the grudges, then let's wait and see."
The big white goose quacked, its head pointed toward the sky, and its neck sang loudly.
Song Ciwan went back to his room to tidy up and did not talk about anything else.
She sold the evil spirit for eighty taels and ninety cents, and gained a life span of ninety years.
There are no strengthening pills today because there are a few monsters to be cleaned today. It is said that some of the dolphin monsters raised in the monster refining platform suddenly fell ill, so the slaughter was suspended today.
After turning off the lights, Song Ciwan sold the bundle of seven emotions and six desires that he had obtained from Aunt Jinhua, and obtained: [Cultivating one year and two months. 】
Hey, Song Ciwan understood something.
If the emotional value is provided by the same person, you will usually get a small spell when you sell it for the first time, and if you sell it for the second time, you can get cultivation level!
Song Ciwan sat cross-legged and meditated. Although she was in this world for only a quarter of an hour, to her it was like practicing non-stop for a year and two months.
After practicing, although it has not reached the point of crossing a great realm, the skill has become more profound.
It just so happened that it was getting late at night, my skills had increased, and I needed to do some things.
