"Master, I want to go down the mountain."
In the Sanqing Hall, the Taoist priest in green knelt on the ground.
"Miss her again?"
"think."
"If she looks for you in five years, she might be married long ago."
"All I need to do is take a look at her. She will feel at ease when she is living a good life. I also want to see the world. I have been giving porridge, practicing medicine and giving medicines for many years. I have heard countless stories, but I always want to see it with my own eyes."
"A few days ago, I asked you what you wanted to do, have you thought about it?"
"not yet……"
"After you go down the mountain and think about it slowly, you will always have the answer."
"Disciples are unfilial."
"What's the point of being unfilial? It's not like I'm old enough to need someone to take care of me." The old Taoist priest smiled.
state! state! tie!
Jingting kowtowed three times and returned to the room to get the package.
The dilapidated old wooden door of Tianqingguan made a harsh noise, but this time, Jingting listened especially carefully.
"Little Wuzi."
The Taoist priest in green turned his head, and the old Taoist priest was standing under the little peach tree that had just grown.
"Remember when you come back, the master is old and has bad teeth. When the peaches are ripe, someone must eat them."
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Jingting walked down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, Ning Yuanzhou was waiting for him.
"gone?"
"gone."
"If you want to cry, don't hold it back."
"I wanted to...but forget it."
"Then have a drink. Wine is a good thing. One drink can relieve a thousand worries."
"Where did you get the wine?"
"I heard that you were leaving. Shopkeeper Wang gave it to you, as well as this donkey. The villagers gave it to you, saying it was to repay your kindness for practicing medicine for many years. Hey! Why are you going that way? This is the only way. It’s the way to Tianmenguan!”
"I'll send the donkey back, and forget about the wine."
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"Your master is quite open-minded. You are the only apprentice left, and he is willing to put you down on the mountain."
"Yeah, maybe he's just a crazy old man. He told me before that he grabbed King Beipan by the neck."
"What's your master's name?"
"Tao name, Qingyangzi."
"Your master is Qingyangzi!!"
"What's wrong?"
"I was in charge of the hell realm of the Prime Minister's news in the Six Paths Hall before. What your master said is true, but it was more than sixty years ago."
"..."
"You carry a sword on your back, but I've never seen you use it."
"Master said that the sword is a gentleman's weapon, but it is also a killing weapon. God has the virtue of good life, so don't use it if you can."
In the sixth year of Yongyou's reign, early summer.
The Taoist priest in green clothes came from the border gate and walked into the hazy mist of Wudu.
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"This is my home. You can stay here as long as you want." Next to the big house in Wudu City, Jingting and Ning Yuanzhou climbed over the wall and entered.
"What a big house. It's bigger than the General's Mansion in Tianmen Pass."
Jingting's face was full of surprise.
"My family is the Ning family of the Jiangdong family. These are all the consequences of our ancestors." Ning Yuanzhou showed a smile when he mentioned the old house.
"This is your home, why should we climb over the wall to get in?"
"Because I'm still a dead person, I can't hide my fake death for long, but the sooner someone discovers it, the better."
"Is it really okay for a dead person to eat so many bites of cake?"
"Try it first. Zhang Ji's cake is really delicious."
“It tastes good.”
"Yeah, you can buy some more tomorrow."
"Someone at your house also cooks at night, right?"
"I haven't been home for a long time. I don't even have any servants at home. How can anyone cook? If you are hungry, I can take you to the restaurant where I often eat."
"If no one cooks, your house is on fire."
The Taoist priest in green pointed in the direction of the inner hall, where smoke billowed.
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"Huh~ I was shocked. It's just that I burned too much paper money."
On the wall outside the inner hall, Ning Yuanzhou stuck his head out.
"This child?"
Jingting also poked his head out. Amidst the thick smoke in the inner hall, a young man was running out coughing.
"His name is Yuan Lu. I grew up watching him. He is a good boy. He is kind-hearted and a little simple. He is very obedient and treats me very well."
Ning Yuanzhou's voice was filled with pride.
"It's obvious that he thought you were dead. He burned so much paper money for you and almost took your ancestral home to be buried with you."
"..."
"Then should you go down?" Jingting poked Ning Yuanzhou.
"If Yuanlu stops grieving, then everyone in Wudu will know that I am not dead."
"so……"
"Tianmenguan was defeated. Tens of thousands of people died. Wu State lost three cities in a row. Your Majesty was captured. Not only because of Your Majesty's recklessness and arrogance and improper command, but also because of someone in the court who collaborated with the enemy! The arrow that hurt me , it was shot from behind!"
"What does it have to do with you, Ning Yuanzhou? As a gang leader, you can't even cook well."
"Yeah, I can't even cook well." After a long silence, Ning Yuanzhou choked out a sentence.
…………
The next day, there was a Taoist priest in Wudu who was telling fortunes with a portrait of a woman.
A tael of silver stumps a heroic man, not to mention that Jingting is extremely poor now.
A fortune telling is not expensive, just two copper coins, plus whether you have seen the woman in the portrait or not.
Miraculously, Jingting’s business is very good.
There were many people coming to tell fortunes, and they were a mixture of people from all walks of life. There were plenty of copper coins in their pockets, enough for Jingting to fill his stomach. However, no one had seen the woman in the portrait.
"Are you really good at telling fortunes?"
Another evening, Jingting and Ning Yuanzhou sat in a small restaurant. After drinking for three rounds, Ning Yuanzhou put down his chopsticks.
"No, if I really knew how to count, I wouldn't have to find anyone."
"But, it's only the fourth day, and you can invite me to the restaurant, even though we only need a bottle of wine."
"Because these are troubled times."
Listening to Jingting's words, Ning Yuanzhou opened his mouth without making a sound. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
"Xiao Liuzi who sells cooking cakes, Lao Chen who moves goods, the Gao brothers who sell fish in the market, and many, many people! They all want to know what will happen tomorrow, and I tell them that as long as they work hard, things will be better. Getting better! That’s what they want to hear!”
Jingting raised his head and looked directly into Ning Yuanzhou's eyes: "But this is a lie. The fact is that once the war breaks out again, they will become letters from afar, and money will be distributed in who knows how long."
Ning Yuanzhou poured himself another glass.
"Master said that the world of mortals refines the heart, but this world of mortals... is a bit annoying."
After a dull drink, the two of them left. Ning Yuanzhou didn't know what he was going to do, while Jingting continued to set up a stall until night.
Only tonight, something was different.
The city guards were running around on the road, and there were even Liudaotang, walking in a hurry.
Maybe it's because a lot of people died during the day. A lot of people died in Wudu today. This matter has spread.
Jingting rolled up the portrait, put it in her arms, and walked towards Ning's Mansion. When she turned a corner, the Taoist priest stopped. There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which was a bit pungent.
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In a wine shop in Wudu City, Ren Ruyi poured a jar of strong wine onto his right shoulder with his eyes closed.
The wound on the shoulder was deep and highly poisonous. If not treated immediately, she would definitely die. After opening a pill and taking it, Zhu Yiwei lost all her power within seven days, but she had no power. Too many choices.
Leaning against the railing, Ren Ruyi carefully took out a small medicine bottle from her arms and opened it. The black ointment in the bottle had reached the bottom. She dug out a little and applied it on the wound on her shoulder.
Looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, Ren Ruyi suddenly felt a little dazed.
"This bottle for trauma is my master's unique secret recipe. It is very effective and will not leave scars." The clear voice of the little Taoist priest echoed in Ren Ruyi's mind.
"He should... have grown up. He may have married a wife and had children. If he can survive this time, let's go back and have a look." Shaking his head, Ren Ruyi struggled to stand up. It was not safe here. She had to change. place.
Lifting his legs and taking the first step, Ren Ruyi's footsteps slowly stopped.
somebody is coming!
The person who came had extremely high martial arts skills, and his footsteps fell silently. What betrayed him was his breathing that became increasingly rapid due to excitement.
Ren Ruyi squeezed the dagger in her hand. If she was caught by the people of Liudaotang, she would rather die here!
The cold dagger was pressed against her throat, and Queen Zhaojie's face flashed before her eyes for no reason, and she thought of the little Taoist priest at the border. He seemed to have said that he should live well.
The curtain of the tavern door opened and a Taoist priest walked in. The figure in green clothes and jade face gradually overlapped with the figure in his mind.
"Miss Ren, why does the girl make herself so miserable every time Pindao sees her?"
