Chapter 31 Crisis...

Many years ago, when Shi Wuyuan was mischievous on Jiulu Mountain, he felt that cultivating Taoism, practicing martial arts, and calculating the sword, these were all very normal things, and Xuanzong and the three three popes were even more righteous.

When the master was still alive, Shi Wuyuan even had the honor to follow the Mahayana Pope on a trip. I don't remember what useful things I saw there. I was only impressed by the food they had so lightly in their mouths. , Tiantian Qingshui radish, he felt that his ears had grown.

When he was young, his elders, including Taoist ancestors, had been instilling in him a beautiful story: Taoists should cultivate their mind and body, follow the teachings, and do good deeds. Daoist cultivators are rare because this road is difficult to walk. Once you step on it, you must have the determination to seek it out by yourself, be compassionate to the heavens and others, and never change the fundamental determination to never change your way through all kinds of hardships.

To sum up these righteous and awe-inspiring words together, it means that cultivators are very remarkable, and they all have the world in their hearts, so they should be admired by the world, and their status is sacred and inviolable.

Shi Wuyuan once believed in this story-not long after he changed his crotch pants, he didn't know that the words "compassionate" and "sympathetic" were not used to describe the deliciousness of biscuits.

Later, he began to study hard, and after the experience gradually increased, he understood the true meaning of what master and uncles said - the status of cultivators in this continent is extremely high. In fact, when others mention them, they have to add a "legendary" to show respect, not because they are very capable, but because they are few.

In ancient times, it was normal for the dynasties to change and the country changed hands. It was only two or three hundred years, or even a dozen years or even a few years. Before the unfortunate emperor's dragon chair was hot, he was stepped on the noble dragon's buttocks. bombed.

The middle of the day moves, and the moon is full of losses. When something is born and grows, and slowly becomes mature and brilliant, rebellion and decay will follow. There is nothing in this world that is born without leakage. The dòng, when the prosperity fell, the covered dòng gradually opened, waiting for a violent death, so that something new would grow.

Naturally, all things are born, and this has been the case since the ancient gods opened the world, until the rise of monasticism—or, in other words, until the day when the three popes began to form a strong position after a long struggle and alliance.

There is a secret agreement between the three popes. It is not as simple as reaching out and drawing a bet like a mortal person, but it contains some kind of mysterious power. Most of the disciples vaguely know about this matter, but there is no one except the head himself. Know how that secret covenant is made and how it is maintained.

The Pope is so powerful that those small sects are living like hermits, lest they get in the way. Mortals are afraid of these seemingly omnipotent cultivators, the royal family and the court rely on them, and more than half of the important officials in the court are from Taoism.

There are few people on this road, although it is difficult, but I am afraid it is not much more difficult than cultivating literature and martial arts in twelve years of cold windows and three winters and nine summers. Instead, there are too many people who have their heads squeezed in. Those who have already entered have to set such a high threshold for entering the sky in order to save their own way.

This threshold has a name that is very in line with everyone's imagination, it is called "Fate".

In words that people can understand, it is whether a certain "noble person" can look at it pleasingly to the eye and gain a place on this single-plank bridge that has been crossed by thousands of troops.

When Shi Wuyuan and Gu Huaiyang began to embark on the road of rebellion, they knew that the heaviest stone on their heads was the Pope. All splendor is a mirror image.

For example, Cui Hu and others were forced to stand up back then, because they couldn't survive anymore. The leader was like this, and so were the brothers under his command. When Cui Hu came with his army, he planned to seek justice from General Gu. At that time, Gu Huaiyang personally sent a small team of people to come to plead guilty with the property that several big families in Guji City had plundered.

While respectfully presenting Gu Huaiyang's letter, he recognized his relatives and fellow villagers in Cui Hujun.

Many Anqing soldiers are more polite. On the one hand, there are fellow villagers who come here with earnest words and real money, and on the other hand, there is the King of Anqing who only tells them to cut people and pull horses to sign donkeys. Everyone is not stupid, even if the kidnapper Zhang Zai. How can the tongue grow into flowers, and the flowers are not as good-looking as money.

Therefore, when Meng Zhongyong brought people to attack the ambush, many Anqing soldiers who were soft-handed resolutely surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. The prince himself told Meng Zhongyong to slash on the back and fell off his horse. Without saying a word, he went to Had a reunion dinner with the ancestors of the Cui family.

On the second day, Lu Yunzhou "arrived" with people, and was "shocked" and "angry" to discover that King Anqing met a group of "robbers" on his way to "inspect" Gu Ji. He went to "chasing down the gangsters", but the other party was too cunning to return without success, so he had to "grieve" and bring back the old department of the prince, and try his best to "replace".

Afterwards, how did Gu Huaiyang appear on the list, how everyone divided the spoils and embezzled Cui Hu's forces, but Shi Wuyuan brought back the body of the woman who died unexpectedly in Wenrou Township, wrote a letter overnight, and tied it to the legs of the Kingfisher. , squatted in the courtyard and said in a low voice, "You know where to send it."

Kingfisher raised his leg with the letter bound for unknown reasons, Shi Wuyuan flicked it on its head, and scolded softly: "What are you looking at, hurry up, if I don't find something for you, you will be fine. I'm getting fat and becoming an old mother, and I won't be able to fly if I want to."

The Kingfisher flapped its wings like an old mother and flew up, pecked hard on his head, and then hovered.

The rabbit also came over, rubbed his trousers flatteringly, Shi Wuyuan picked it up, stood up, and saw Bai Li standing silently behind him.

Shi Wuyuan didn't stand still at first, and he was taken aback as if he was taken aback. His knees almost bent back, and he took a step back before standing up. Then he looked up at the sky for no reason and asked, "How did you get here today?" I came out of the house, are you hungry?"

"What are you doing?" Bai Li asked softly.

Since he was very young, he didn't like to speak loudly, as if he didn't want people to hear clearly, Shi Wuji said happily: "Isn't there a dead person over there, I see that her corpse is very Strange, I don't know how long it has been left there, and it has never rotted or rotted. When I open my eyelids, it's full of black spots. Even the whites of my eyes can't be seen. I'm not good at learning, so I can't control this. I wrote a letter. Get someone to help—go, I'll take you to tea."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Bai Li up without any hesitation, and dragged him out: "That shop is too small, I didn't find it at first, but the desserts are delicious... Well, I invite them at this time every day. Come on, sir."

Bai Li didn't resist, and silently let him go out.

Rabbit stuck his head out of Shi Wuyuan's arms, opened a pair of round eyes, and stared at Bai Li without blinking. Rabbit's eyes are broad bean-shaped, and they are erect and black, and they are accompanied by a slightly flat face, which makes it look very "surprised" at any time.

It was so "surprised" and looked at Bai Li quietly, as if they knew each other.

Bai Li looked at it indifferently for a while, then sneered and looked away - this stupid thing, he thought with disdain.

The moment Shi Wuyuan stood up and found Bai Li, he actually saw his shadow dragging on the ground. don't know what happened to Bai Li's shadow, and Lang Langqing twisted restlessly during the day. wonder if it was Shi Wuji's illusion. , he always felt that some kind of cold and suppressed killing intent was condensed in that strange shadow.

However, he just took Bai Li out with an absurd reason and pretended not to see anything.

Bai Li stared at Shi Wuji's back, and felt a lot of pain in his heart. He seemed to see a long, unturned line. It seemed soft, but in fact it was moving slowly along a fixed route.

Suddenly, Bai Li grabbed Shi Wuyuan's wrist with a backhand, pulled him, and said sternly, "Wuyuan, let me ask you a question."

Shi Wuyuan stopped and looked at him with a little surprise.

Bai Li asked, "Are you going to rebel with that group of people?"

Even if he asked, "Does General Gu plan to live in Pingyang City for a long time in the future?" or "Is General Gu quite ambitious?" On this bustling street, it seemed that he knew a little bit about "euphemism", but he just left this person in vain. As if he didn't know what euphemism was from birth, he asked in front of Shi Wuduan with straight brows.

Shi Wuyuan only choked to ask.

Bai Li said again: "Tell me honestly."

Shi Wuyuan's eyes flickered, his palm gently stroked the rabbit's back, the rabbit seemed to feel something, and his body trembled slightly, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked without answering: "When are you going to take care of these ordinary things? What happened to the human world? Xiao Ion, if people in the demonic way are involved in the human world, they must follow the laws of the human world, otherwise there will be some cause and effect.

Bai Li raised the corners of his mouth, as if he smiled - this smile, but only the bottom half of his face was moving, as if he was not smiling, he said, "Can't you see it? I'm not a demon, I'm in your arms. That's it."

After speaking, without waiting for Shi Wuyuan to frown, he continued: "So, are you really doing this?"

are you spying on me? Shi Wuyuan thought very unpleasantly, but the expression on his face was still out of sync with his heart. He showed a confused look as if he had not reacted, and asked, "Aren't you a fox? What are you not a demon?"

Bai Li clasped Shi Wuji's wrist tightly, as if to unscrew his wrist, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't pretend to be confused, you know what I'm asking..."

At this moment, a group of begging children ran over, and one of them "accidentally" bumped into Shi Wuyuan. Shi Wuyuan neatly hooked the child with his backhand, picked up the child, and slowly took his own from his hand. He brought the purse back, and when he saw the child staring at him, he also glared: "What are you looking at? If you don't have time to work, you will come out and be embarrassed. Pulling a purse will almost tear my belt off. I see that you even have dead people's things. You can't steal it."

Before he finished speaking, his belt really loosened a little as if in response to this sentence, Shi Wuyuan scolded, let go of the little beggar, grabbed his belt, Bai Li's eyes swept across, but he was stunned. .

There was another colorful thing under his plain belt, which looked... very familiar.

Seeing that Shi Wuyuan waved his hand to cover it up, Bai Li couldn't help but stretch out his hand and grab the strap - it was a narrow strap made of gold thread, it looked very old, and it was originally woven in it. His Toba had lost its old color, and was obediently blocked with a wide belt... It was the cardamom tangle that Shi Wuji gave him back then.

Shi Wuyuan seemed to be taken aback by his actions, slapped his hand away with a slap, lowered his voice and said, "Why are you pulling my belt in the public eye?"

While Bai Li was stunned, he quickly adjusted the belt that had been loosened by the little beggar, then hugged the rabbit, turned around and continued to walk forward.

He still kept it... Bai Xin's heart was mixed with five flavors, and the heart that was pressing heavily on his chest suddenly became lighter, so that he forgot to worry about the problem just now, and the shadow behind him miraculously calmed down.

Shi Wuduo walked in front without looking back, feeling that the overwhelming sense of oppression from Bai Li slowly dissipated, so he lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat from his palms on the rabbit.