Chapter 37: Ethereal Vision

This chaotic world is unfair, and the world is unfair. Almost no one is in control of their own destiny.

Just like those female slaves who are like flowers, I heard that they came from the Ecstasy Hall of King Dongping.

They were born with an unjust fate, slaves and slaves, humiliated by the powerful, and ravaged by the wicked.

Even if they ask for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas, but this gods and Buddhas are really effective, can they really give them a chance to get out of the sea of suffering?

Before leaving Butterfly Valley, the nurse once told her that she was idle and unreasonable.

But she always doesn't listen, prefers to meddle in other people's affairs, and is even more unaccustomed to injustice.

If the nurse knew, she would have to babble again.

That's it, since so many people have come to ask for a signature, maybe the gods and Buddhas here in Peach Blossom Nunnery can really see the suffering of the people in the world, and let the suffering people get out of the sea of suffering.

She shook the sticker, thinking that she could do a good job of the ancestor's birthday, and then took revenge as she wished, and went back to Butterfly Valley.

A stick, standing out among nearly 100 bamboo sticks, like a playful little girl, jumping in front of her.

Gu Tingcheng picked it up and saw that it was actually a lucky sign.

Whether it's really working, or comforting yourself.

Gu Tingcheng felt a burst of joy in his heart, and put a bamboo stick on his lips and kissed it.

After begging for the sign, he held the bamboo stick tightly in his hand, as if he was holding his own future and fate, and planned to go to Meng Po to unsign.

Seeing that everyone who had finished asking for the sign was walking towards the Moon Gate outside the Peach Blossom Temple, she also followed the crowd and walked through the Moon Gate.

At this moment, the sun has already set in the west, and the Peach Blossom Nunnery is lit with lanterns everywhere, the lights and shadows are misty, and the figures are sufficient, such as illusory.

The stinky ditch outside the Moon Gate has become choppy since dusk like the rising tide of the sea.

What was originally a small stinky ditch has turned into a wide and fast-flowing black water channel.

There is a crescent moon bridge with a wide and long carved railing on the black river, and the red flowers on the other side of the bridge are blooming, reflecting the whole lonely peach blossom hermitage extraordinarily enchantingly.

Ghostly vibes!

The down-and-out scholar sat on the edge of the bridge near the Peach Blossom Temple, holding a book in his left hand and a wooden ladle in his right hand, his feet hanging from the river, and his feet pulling the pair of broken straw sandals.

Ignoring the people who cross the bridge, they just read their own sage books, and those who know the people in their mouths also whimper.

When you are tired, you will take a break and drink a ladle of water when you are thirsty.

Covered in dust, his face is comfortable.

Gu Qingcheng walked past him, he just raised his eyes, and continued to read and drink without being surprised.

Then he recited with emotion and sorrow:

"The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathered and scattered, the jackdaws are frightened, and the lovesickness knows what day it is, and it is embarrassing to be embarrassed at this time.

Entering my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is infinite, I knew that it was so stumbling, and it was as if I didn't know each other at the beginning. ”

Gu Tingcheng saw that he read it sincerely, and his voice was full of emotion.

Quite moved, he stopped and looked back at the strange scholar.

"This son, where are you from and where do you want to go?" Gu Qingcheng turned around and asked slightly on the carved fence beside her.

"From the Hereafter, from the Former Born." The scholar was miserable.

Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but smile dumbly, and said in his heart:

This person is really strange, I only ask him where he is from his hometown and where he is going, and what he actually said about the afterlife.

Even if there is a cycle in life, it is from the previous life and goes to the next life, how can this person be reversed.

"It is said that the way of sincerity can be known in advance. Good karma is heavy, bad karma is light, all can be bright, the past life, this life, the future, the road of reincarnation are clear.

Since the son is from the next life, he should be the one who has walked on the road of reincarnation for a few times? Gu Qingcheng smiled jokingly.

The scholar looked at her jokingly smiling smile, slightly stunned, and then said:

"If there is reincarnation, what about the next life and the previous life? This life is the most important thing right now. ”

"The past life and the next life are indeed illusory, and living in the present is the most important." Gu Qingcheng bowed slightly.

He smiled and asked:

"Childe's journey is inconvenient, why don't you use a wooden scoop instead of a water skin? Isn't it more convenient for you to store water in a water skin bag on the road? ”

"Girl, you don't understand, do you?" The scholar said.

Seeing Gu Qingcheng's face, he was still stunned.

He preached like an old master, but his face couldn't help but be sad:

"As the so-called weak water is 3,000, only take one scoop to drink."

His face was cloudy, as if it could rain at any moment.

"I have a soft spot." Gu Qingcheng said suddenly: "It turns out that the son is still a lover, no wonder he was so sad and lovesick just now." ”

I saw that the scholar shook his head sadly:

"Besides, if the skin contains water, will it not be killed and skinned to have a skin?

After all, it's flesh and blood, who can know the pain of peeling skin and bones? ”

The scholar somehow, after finishing speaking, tears fell like rain and whimpered.

Gu Qingcheng saw that he was sad all of a sudden, and cried bitterly, and cried so miserably.

When a big man cried like this, she panicked for a moment, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

It's even harder to disturb it anymore, so he stood up and said embarrassedly:

“…… Okay, okay, I won't bother the child's lovesickness, I'll go. ”

There is an earthen platform on the other side of the bridge, there is a big bamboo shed on the earthen platform, the cooking smoke curls, the stone urns are accumulated, the corners of the wall are arranged, and the stove under the urn burns the fire and simmers the soup.

There was a white-haired mother-in-law who was helping people untie the lot, and the plate of soup on the signing table was flooded with miserable green and faint light, which reflected Granny Meng's face was also miserable and green.

After Granny Meng helped people untie the signature, she greeted them one by one to drink soup, and then people left from different paths behind the earthen platform.

The man who called himself General Otoyoshi drank the soup with a group of women first, and left in his arms.

Before leaving, he sneered at the scholar on the bridge.

The scholar also glanced back at him coldly, his eyes were deep.

Na Yiji had only walked a few steps with the women in his arms, but the women parted ways with him one by one.

Gu Qingcheng walked slowly on the bridge, and the crowd on Granny Meng's side was almost scattered.

It's good to save the noise, and I can't hear the signature clearly, so I want to lift my skirt and go down the bridge.

Suddenly, there was an old Taoist with crane hair and silver beard on the bridge wearing a blue and gray Taoist robe, but he had a righteous and heroic face and a fairy wind and bones.

The old Taoist with crane hair and silver beard and long eyebrows, his long beard fluttering in the night breeze, his deep eyes took a deep look at Gu Qingcheng, and said to her:

"Clarify the taste of the heart, fit with nature, accept all things, sit and forget to keep one, and return to the basics."

Gu Qingcheng looked at the white-eyed old Taoist with some confusion, and he didn't know what he meant for a while.

Suddenly, the old Taoist turned his fingers into a sword and drew a dazzling halo of light, enveloping Gu Qingcheng in a halo.

The halo gradually contracted, as if enveloping Gu Qingcheng, and then the halo disappeared.

Gu Tingcheng was wondering to himself, and the old Taoist grabbed her again and threw her back the way she came, landing on the bank of the Taohua'an River.

"Go back, kid!"

Gu Qingcheng heard the old Taoist speak, and he wanted to ask the old Taoist what was going on.

saw that the poor scholar couldn't help but stand up suddenly.

Standing in a hurry, one of the broken straw shoes he pulled under his feet fell into the rushing river.

He pulled a straw sandal, held a wooden scoop in one hand, and pointed at the old Taoist with a book in the other.

Ran to the old Taoist and taught a serious lesson like an old master:

"You old man has lived a long time, why don't you understand the world at all?

First, you need to know that men and women don't kiss, you just threw the little girl back to the other side with you like this.

Even if you're a lot older, it's always a big problem with this skin-to-skin relationship, right?

Second, if you break someone's little girl, what should you do if your father and mother come to you to settle accounts?

You are an old Taoist, you have no wife and no concubine, where can you compensate your father and mother for such a flowery girl?

Third, what should I do if my girl breaks her hands and feet and is disfigured and can't get married?

Is this life ruined at the hands of your old man?

Its ......"

"Verbosity, you get out of here!"

The scholar was articulate, and the words behind him were interrupted by Lao Dao, who concocted the same method, and also threw him into the air and landed beside Gu Qingcheng.

The down-and-out scholar screamed in mid-air, "Ahhh

When he landed beside Gu Qingcheng, he was shocked and wiped a cold sweat, staring at the old Taoist on the bridge in disbelief.

He shook his head and muttered in horror:

"It's really a world that is going down, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and people's hearts are hideous.

Even this gray-haired old man is so arrogant and insulting.

What's more, it's the tiger and tiger just now.

It seems that this Pingcheng is really not easy to mix. ”

Gu Qingcheng looked at all this with surprise and suspicion.

"The road is facing the sky, go to each side! It's too imaginary, you haven't farted for a hundred years, and you've shrunk in the realm of too illusory to hate the sky, but now it's time to take care of the old lady's idle affairs? ”

The people in the greenhouse had already dispersed, and Granny Meng stopped what she was doing and wiped the soup stains in her hands.

Slightly leaning over to the bridge, she looked at the old Taoist on the bridge who she called Taixu Zhenren with gloomy eyes.

The person who spoke just now was none other than Granny Meng.

The plates of miserable green soup in the greenhouse, the green glow became more and more scorching in the night, and the refraction made Granny Meng's face even more weird and gloomy.

"Meng Po! Don't open your ghost eyes and take a good look, who is that? "That's so vain that he stomps his feet in anger.

"Granny Meng is not blind and knows who it is." Granny Meng said in a lazy voice.

The voice is as harsh as chewing bones, and the black teeth are bared between the words, and the eagle hooks its nose, like a ghostly crow, and it looks even more strange when it is illuminated by the ghostly light.

"Okay, you Meng Po, now that you know her identity, you dare to use my too illusory peach blossom nectar dew as bait to lure her to this filthy place?

Could it be that you mother-in-law, you dare to let her drink those filthy things?! Taixu Zhenren said hatefully.

"The Old Testament is hard to rely on, the past is like smoke, and rebirth is useless, so why not drink a drink?!" Granny Meng shouted.

The eyes of the yin owl were like vultures, staring at Gu Qingcheng on the other side of the river.

There was suddenly a bowl of soup in his hand, and he flew across the river towards Gu Qingcheng.

Granny Meng also shot out a ray of light in her hand, crossing the Heishui River like a rainbow, and hitting Gu Chengcheng's jaw, forcing Gu Chengcheng to open his mouth.

The miserable green soup shone on Gu Qingcheng's face, and his face was also dark.

"Thirty-three heavens, the highest from the hatred of the sky, four hundred and forty diseases, lovesickness is the most bitter!" Granny Meng's voice sounded like a spell again, "Drink Granny Meng's forgetful soup, the old dreams of the past are gone!" ”

Seeing that bowl of miserable green and glowing soup, it was about to pour into Gu Qingcheng's mouth.

"There is no cure!" That Taixu real person was so angry that when he spoke, he slapped sharply at Granny Meng.

"Bang!"

Granny Meng snorted, leaned forward, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Granny Meng's mouth.

Her light that struck Gu Qingcheng suddenly disappeared.

The soup bowl in front of Gu Qingcheng also fell into the black water river.

The strength that controlled Gu Tingcheng disappeared, and Gu Tingcheng also recovered freely.

She watched it all in amazement.

The corners of Granny Meng's mouth were still bleeding, which showed how strong the palm of the Taixu real person was just now.

Granny Meng's gloomy eyes glared at Taixu Zhenren, and her mouth scolded like chewing bones:

"In the past hundred years, the Tao has risen and fallen, and it is when you are too empty and real to be proud, and my Granny Meng can't fight you if she asks herself.

But aren't you retreating to the realm of too illusory and hating the sky, and don't ask about the world?

There are so many idle things in the world, why do you come to take care of my mother-in-law Meng? ”

"The mandate of heaven cannot be violated, my Qingxu master and nephew acted against the sky in order to invite merit, and as a result, he and eight junior disciples died in vain with him." Taixu Zhenren said awe-inspiringly.

Granny Meng snorted disappreciatively.

Seeing that she was stubborn, Taixu Zhenren continued:

"This is the lesson of Meng Po! You guys do it for yourselves! ”

Granny Meng seemed to tremble, and the eyes of the yin owl glanced at the scholar unexpectedly.

"No, no, no, too vain real people say that this is bad, what destiny cannot be violated, fate is the excuse of the loser, and luck is the humility of the successful.

Xiaosheng feels that where there is a will, there is a way, just like me who is now down, one day, my life will turn around, and there will be a golden house in Xiaosheng's book! ”

"Don't be ashamed! Poor Dao advises you to behave properly, and the mandate of heaven cannot be violated! The real man shouted to the scholar again.

The scholar pursed his lips, and regardless of what the Taixu Zhenren said, he dusted off the dust on his body, tied the wooden scoop around his waist, and carefully put the book into the book basket on his back.

Finally greeted Gu Chengcheng:

"Girl, at the end of the song, everyone is gone, and there is no excitement to see here, so this signature is incomprehensible. Let's go. ”

Gu Qingcheng looked at Taixu Zhenren and Granny Meng in confusion and horror, and followed the scholar to the Peach Blossom Nunnery.

After walking a few steps, when I looked back again, I was already gone.

Not only did Taixu Zhenren and Granny Meng disappear, but even the soup greenhouse on the opposite soil platform, the crescent moon bridge with carved railings and jade, the red and bewitching flowers on the other side, and the turbulent Heishui River all disappeared.

All that was left was the small stinking gutter.

Gu Tingcheng's face turned pale!

Could it be that they are ghosts and gods? Gu Qingcheng said in his heart.

"Childe, look back, the bridge just now, Granny Meng and Taixu Zhenren are gone!"

Gu Qingcheng pulled the sleeves of the down-and-out scholar and shouted in horror.

"You weep among the flowers, I think about the old by the bridge, who holds the hands of lovesickness.

Hurt parting, flowers tears, flowers stained with clothes. Penetrate! Penetrate! Penetrate!

The remnant wind does not leave the bright moon, the ancient road is emaciated, and whoever wipes the tears of the intestines.

Thinking of the wind and dust, don't look back, look back and turn white. Worry about! Worry about! Worry about! ”

The scholar didn't look back, and he recited poems in a miserable and miserable manner, and he kept going.

Gu Qingcheng praised again in his heart:

Scholars are so eloquent!

But silently thoughtful.

Gu Qingcheng has always boasted of being bold, but he couldn't help but be afraid, pulled his wide sleeves, and walked out with him.

They walked back to the Peach Blossom Temple, which was empty at the moment, only the lights remained.

Walking out of the peach blossom dock again, thinking of the strange scene just now, I couldn't help but be shocked.

"In Xia Qin Shaoqing, may I ask the girl's name?" The down-and-out scholar asked again.

“…… Gu Tingcheng. Gu Qingcheng was determined, and he still said his name generously.

Qin Shaoqing seemed to see a picture of rippling waves and distant mountains.

The clear picture was laid out in front of him, and he was particularly harmonious with this girl.

"Gu Qingcheng? It's a beautiful name, and it's shocking. The waves are rippling far away and the mountains are horizontal, peerless and independent, and a smile is a city. The scholar said.

Gu Qingcheng only smiled slightly, still worried in his heart.

Qin Shaoqing said with a smile in his eyes: "Allure girl, we will have a meeting later." ”

Gu Qingcheng didn't say much, only nodded slightly.

When he looked at the scholar, he only had one foot of straw sandals.

is full of down-and-out dust, but he can't hide the elegance of the sassy inkman.

A teenager in Yushu Linfeng?