Chapter 82: Tracing the Origins
"Please, can you restrain your narcissistic arrogance a little. How many can you love? I leaned against the wall and said to him.
"Please, can your fraternity be a little more restrained. How many can you save? Yan Pianqian also struggled to lean against me, learning my tone and saying.
yes, how many more can I save? I can't even save myself.
Yan Pianqian looked at the cold elevator door in front of her. Masase: "Your mission is not to save people, because you can't save them. If someone around you falls into a demon or becomes a ghost, you must kill them. ”
"Do you think I shouldn't have saved you?" I asked him with a smile.
"It shouldn't." Yan Pianqian said with a sinking face. "To be a Taoist priest is to sentence one's love to death. Do you know why I don't want to take you as a warlock? Because you're a woman. Letting a woman not talk about her feelings is simply a fantasy, and letting you talk about feelings is tantamount to letting you die. One day, you will be reluctant to kill. If one day you were asked to kill your beloved, what would you choose? ”
My future lover will definitely not be my enemy, no, your assumption is not valid.
He turned his head and smiled bitterly, "This kind of thing is that the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear." He put his hand in front of me and said, "Get up." ”
Draw the barrier with his hand.
The glass door in front of him was intact, as if it had never been broken.
I heard an exclamation from the nurses' station. I knew in my heart that it was the female doctor holding "Diagnostics" who was no longer alive.
In fact, talent is the most vulnerable thing. Because people have feelings.
In total, this is the sixth life to be sacrificed by this book, besides me. I can't guarantee that others will have the same good fortune as I do.
I tugged at Yan Pianqian's sleeve, "Let's burn that book." ”
"A book, it doesn't matter," he poked my head with his finger, "start learning Taoism with me tomorrow." ”
Yes, learn the skills and go into battle to kill the enemy.
I laughed. Finally ushered in a new day with Yan Pianqian.
Looking at my mother, who came to deliver the food, I resisted the urge to ask her, why don't I wait until I have learned the Tao before I start to investigate the truth of this incident.
I took a long leave of absence through my parents' connections. I told my parents that I wanted to travel, anyway, with my parents' influence in Jiangzhou, my position would definitely not be overpowered. All this is to avoid Bai Rui. Yan Pianqian knew that Bai Rui would definitely obstruct him in every way, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity for Bai Rui to think that he had lost his mind to teach me Taoism.
At his request, I went with him to Bac Ha province. This legend is the place where the Tiangong general Zhang Jiao was born. According to him, it is to trace the origin. Despite the fact that it is close to winter, the weather in Beihe is not too cold, with temperatures below 22 degrees Celsius and a cool wind. The air quality is excellent and it looks like it should continue for a while in the near future.
I did as he told me to buy a tribute for worship.
He took me to a small village in Bac Rivers province and stayed at a guest house in the village town. Then he picked out the yellow calendar and took me to a deserted dirt slope in front of a nearby mountain to worship. As he set up the altar, he explained to me, "Warlocks are different from Taoist priests, we don't worship the Three Qings or the Four Emperors. We only worship Zhang Tianshi and General Tiangong. The ceremony does not require the same solemnity and serenity as a Taoist priest. It's just a formality. From today onwards, you will be a disciple of the Heavenly Prince. Do not cast any more votes for him. Otherwise, you will be misfired. ”