Volume II Dynasty Chapter 91 On Fire

"If the heart is like water, the sky will not fall, all changes will still be stable, the spirit will be calm, the dust will not be stained, and the vulgar appearance will not be stained....."

Early in the morning, Lu Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, and after reciting the content of "Taiyi Meditation Decision", he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

At this time, his eyes were clear, his face was peaceful, and his temper had become violent unconsciously, and he had subdued it a lot, not only that, but he didn't hear the weird murmur again during this time, and he slept a lot more at night.

From this point of view, the Five Dou Mi Sect did not deceive themselves, maybe they really had a way to solve the problem of the pill in their body.

Lu Xuan, who originally didn't have much hope for this, was eager to see Turbidity again as soon as possible.

Ask when you will be able to perform the ritual and turn yourself into a normal person completely.

But his cautious personality still made Lu Xuan tentative.

After waiting in the room for a while, Ah Lai held two cakes wrapped in oiled paper between his arms, kicked open the door with his foot, and held a bowl of water, in which red paper ash floated:

"Brother Lu, this is the talisman you asked me to ask for at the post station."

Ah Lai put Fu Shui on the table, took a bite of dry cakes, and said vaguely.

Lu Xuan got up and looked at the bowl of red rune water, in yin and yang, this bowl of rune water exuded a faint red gas, and he couldn't tell what it was, but it was inexplicably disgusting.

The Five Buckets Rice Sect relies on this bowl of rune water to heal the people, but what is so special about this rune water?

Lu Xuan was a little puzzled, but no matter how he observed, he couldn't see where the problem with this rune water was, but when he made the move to take the rune water, Yang Yan gave a warning: "Mountains and water-hidden disasters." ”

It seems that the Five Dou Rice Sect is even more unclean than imagined, with what happened in the post station before, Lu Xuan had a preparation in advance, and now he found that there was a problem with Fu Shui, he was not surprised, but after weighing it, he asked, "How is the situation at the post station now?" ”

"There are a lot of people, and there are a lot of people who drank Fu water before, and the people who recovered went to thank them, those Taoist priests are polite, it is rare to see good people in poor countries, and I don't know if Brother Sanliang's mother can wake up after drinking this bowl of Fu Shui."

"This bowl of talisman water will be poured out later, and you and Zhaozhao are definitely not allowed to drink it."

Ah Lai handed over a piece of beef patty, although he didn't know what it was, but he still nodded seriously, even if this bowl of rune water was something he had worked hard to squeeze for a long time before grabbing it.

"By the way, what about Zhaozhao? Why don't you see her so often these days? Lu Xuan ate the cake and asked.

They have been in Yangcheng for a while, and in the past few days, he has been focusing on studying "Taiyi Qing Heart Decision" and "Tibetan Heart Sutra", but he also noticed that Lu Zhaozhao seemed to have something on his mind, and came to the door of the room several times, but left without saying anything.

"Sister Zhaozhao said that we don't have a lot of money, and it is far away from Dajin, and it is not a way to sit and eat along the way, so she discussed it with Brother Shi, set up a stage for the troupe, and collected some scattered silver, which is more or less some income, and she won't let me tell you." Ah Lai sat on the bench and shook his legs, and said, "She also said that you are not in good health, so let me stay at the inn to take care of you." ”

"Set up a stage?" Lu Xuan asked, "Where are they?" ”

"What about the north of the city, I heard Sister Zhaozhao say that there are many rich people over there, and the Peng family team has performed for the emperor before, so many rich people can invite them to juggle, and they are not very tired."

Lu Xuan thought about it carefully, and he really didn't have any concept of silver money in this era, so he said, "Let's go see her if it's okay today." ”

"Okay." Ah Lai got up from the stool and led Lu Xuan towards the north of the city.

Yangcheng is generally prosperous, the gambling houses everywhere have the noisy voices of gamblers, the girls of the Qinglou are exposed in personality, people from nowhere, pull the passers-by, recommend the best thin horses to them, spit is flying, and the patrol officials eat and take cards, and they are proficient in everything.

Lu Xuan and Ah Lai passed through the bustling crowd and soon came to the north of the city.

The pedestrians here are indeed richer in terms of clothing.

However, Lu Xuan and Ah Lai saw the Peng family team on the street, and there were a lot of spectators, most of whom were similar to Wang Shishi, who were used to coax in the juggling team, and Lu Zhaozhao was holding a gong in his hand and shouting: "Those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field." ”

Lu Zhaozhao's appearance is handsome, his eyes are covered with a white cloth, his forehead is soaked with sweat, and the passers-by who can come down to watch the juggling will always have a few spare money in their pockets, so they are not stingy, and the sound of the copper plate falling in the tray is particularly crisp.

When he walked in front of Lu Xuan and them, Lu Zhaozhao was stunned and shouted tentatively: "Brother Lu? ”

Lu Xuan nodded, and she dragged the tray to the other visitors.

Peng Jiazi didn't play a bizarre trick today, the performance was real kung fu, three fire rings lined up, a young man wearing a cotton jacket, ran from a distance, jumped, drilled through the middle of the fire circle, and landed firmly on the ground, the cotton jacket on his body was not damaged, this move attracted everyone to applaud.

But Lu Xuan noticed that a young man on the periphery of the spectator hurriedly ran over, pulled an old man, and cried and said: "Dad, the house is on fire, the house is burning, let's go back quickly." ”

"No hurry, no hurry, let's take a look." The old man's reaction was somewhat unexpected.

The young man wiped the sweat and tears on his face, and seemed to be a little angry: "Dad, in order to cure your illness at home, there is only the ancestral house left, and you can just slip the street every day, but the house burns down, you don't care!" Where will my mother and I live in the future? ”

"Under the overpass, under the eaves, you can't sleep there." The old man was a little dissatisfied and said, "It's not a big deal, Lao Tzu lives with you." ”

"Yo, old man, my home is almost gone, are you still in the mood to stay here to watch the show?" Some people around couldn't help but laugh: "When the time comes, your wife and son run away with someone else, do you still have to applaud?" ”

"Get out, don't make fun of Lao Tzu." The old man waved his hand, looked at the eyes of others, felt bored, turned around and left, not to follow his son home, but to a wine shop with great interest.

The young man saw that he couldn't persuade his old father to go back, so he squatted on the ground and cried directly.

The spectators were even more embarrassed, secretly scolding this old thing for not being a person.

Only Lu Xuan frowned, and his face showed a thoughtful expression.

He had seen these two people, and they were the family who took runic water at the post station to cure the sores all over their bodies.