Chapter Seventy-Two: The Difference in Corpses
Tianshui City is not big, it is not small, but it is definitely much bigger than the original coastal city.
Xunshan once came to Tianshui City, and he was a little impressed, which would pull Bi Fu to walk through the streets and alleys of the city.
He stopped in the alley seven or eight blocks away from Wan Cao Tang.
Although the blue brick house in front of it is not much better, it is better to be clean and tidy, even the baskets at the door are neatly placed, and there is even a little dust on the wall, which shows that it is a diligent person.
It's just that two white lanterns are hung under the eaves of the house, and the big inscription on them shows that the family is currently in grief.
Xunshan compared to this blue-tiled house, I didn't expect that a little second of Wancaotang could also have such a house in this area, although it is not as expensive as the street where Wancaotang is located, but it is still in the middle of Tianshui City, it is not remote, and the price here is not cheap.
However, Xun Shan thought about the scale of Wancaotang and its relationship with the Medicine King Valley, well, it was not strange to have such a house.
"Senior sister, it should be here." Xunshan was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at Bi Fu.
Bi Fu noticed that this alley was their destination outside, and as soon as he entered, only the family in front of him was hanging a white lantern, and he would not be wrong to think about it.
Bi Fu and Xunshan's eyes met in the air, and Xunshan walked to the door with understanding and knocked on the door.
"Knock knock."
A crisp knock sounded in the alley.
A female voice came from the house, "It's coming, it's coming." ”
But after a while, a young woman opened the door suddenly, only to see two strangers, a man and a woman, standing at the door, before Chen Ting could speak, the little girl took a step forward, "Is this Chen Ting's house?" We are the Buddhist cultivators introduced by the shopkeeper. ”
In a simple and clear sentence, Chen Ting was afraid that Chen Ting would not believe it, and he also took out the small jade card given to them by the shopkeeper to show her.
Chen Ting, who was still puzzled, saw this jade card, and her pretty face involuntarily showed a grateful look, she didn't expect the shopkeeper to be so intimate, she just sighed before, she remembered it in her heart, and now she personally introduced the Buddha to cultivate.
The shopkeeper has always been considerate of his subordinates, and Chen Ting had nothing to repay for such help, so she could only secretly tell herself in her heart that she would be more attentive in the future.
Chen Ting's thoughts didn't stay long, and seeing that Xunshan and the others were still outside the door, she quickly opened the door and welcomed the two of them into the house, "Two masters, please come in, please come in." ”
Chen Ting has been cultivating for several years longer than Bi Fu and them, and now he is already a fifth-level Qi refining monk, so logically speaking, there is no need to be so humble in the face of Bi Fu, the two little monks of the first and second levels of Qi refining.
But Bi Fu and the others were introduced by the shopkeeper Zhang, and at the same time, they were Buddhist cultivators who came to do things, so their attitudes naturally lowered a lot.
But Chen Ting called it like this, Bi Fu and they didn't dare to respond like this, after all, in the immortal cultivation world where strength is respected, Chen Ting's cultivation is not visible to them, but they can vaguely feel that it is more full of spiritual power than them, and they know that her cultivation is only higher than their own.
The two waved their hands again and again, refusing the title of master, "You are joking, we can't say this master." ”
"Hahaha, no matter what you cultivate, how can you not bear the word master." Chen Ting smiled lightly, seeing that the two of them really didn't care about this kind of title, so they had to skillfully replace the master with a little master.
"Since you don't want me to call you master, you don't need you to come and go, I'm a few years older than you, if you don't mind, call me Sister Chen Ting." Chen Ting smiled heartily.
Seeing this, Bi Fu and the others could only respond.
He took Bi Fu and the others to the living room, brought a pot of hot tea, and handed them to the two of them.
Bi Fu took the tea and took a sip of tea, the temperature was just right, not burning his mouth, and he could freely pour the fragrance of tea between his teeth and tongue.
She couldn't help but sigh at Chen Ting's meticulousness, but they didn't come to taste tea today, and they still had to do the right thing to do.
"Sister Chen Ting, can you tell us about the content of the rhamma?"
Bi Fu looked at Chen Ting with big eyes, and the shopkeeper Zhang just told them to come here to do a ritual and didn't say anything.
However, Bi Fu and the others had never done Dharma after all, and they were not very familiar with it, so they could only ask Chen Ting if there was anything prepared here.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words landed, Chen Ting looked a little embarrassed and looked hesitant.
Bi Fu's eyes flashed, and Chen Ting's expression was taken into his eyes.
Seeing that Chen Ting didn't say anything, Bi Fu couldn't open his mouth to ask, after all, the relationship was not close enough to care about it.
Although Xunshan didn't understand, he followed Bi Fu smartly, Bi Fu didn't speak, he didn't speak, he didn't say less, and he made fewer mistakes.
Chen Ting was indeed hesitating, but she was not because of the Fa, but because of ......
She glanced at the two of them, whose faces were still immature, and thought about their identities as Buddhist cultivators, before she made up her mind.
"I've got everything ready for the rituals, but there's one thing I have to tell you first." Chen Ting refilled the tea for them.
Then the story was told.
The accident was her father, Chen Hu.
Some time ago, Chen Hu went out to collect medicine, and on the way back, he met a man in black, but it happened that Chen Hu didn't do anything, and the man in black beat Chen Hu to a serious injury without saying a word, and then turned around and left.
Chen Hu suffered an unwarranted disaster and fell unconscious, but fortunately, someone passed by and rescued him and sent him back to Tianshui City.
But the strange thing is that no matter what medicine is used, Chen Hu's injuries cannot be healed, and the original cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining is also declining day by day, and in the end, he has completely become a mortal.
The dantian was empty, as if he had never cultivated.
Chen Ting searched all the alchemists in Tianshui City, but she didn't see anything strange in Chen Hu's body.
I could only watch Chen Hu's body weaken day by day, and finally lost his life completely.
Chen Ting was grief-stricken, but the matter had come to this point, so she could only accept this fact with tears.
If this is the case, Chen Ting would not have shown embarrassment just now, and strange things are still to come.
Originally, Chen Hu's body was parked in a cool room, and she planned to find a good day to bury her father.
Unexpectedly, the next night, Chen Hu's corpse actually made an inhalation sound, which woke up Chen Ting.
She looked at her father's gray face and made a ho-ho sound, and couldn't help but feel creepy, her father was indeed dead, how could he make a sound again.
She approached with courage, only to see Chen Hu's eyes suddenly opened, his dark pupils were cloudy, his eyes were blank, and his mouth was still making a ho-ho sound, but there was no other movement.
Until the sun appeared, Chen Hu returned to his original state.
After repeating this behavior in the next few days, she was worried that her father had fallen into an evil spirit, so she thought of asking Buddha Xiu to help her father die.
It's just that seeing that Bi Fu and the others are so young, I don't know if they can suppress such a situation.
Bi Fu: ...... How did you get to the world of cultivating immortals and there are still ghost stories??