Chapter 33 The Plague of Blood
Leave the unpleasantness behind you, and nothing is unpleasant.
Yang Xiaoyang saw a child selling sugar gourds on the side of the road, so he bought a bunch, which gave Duan Qing a new understanding of his meal.
Yang Xiaoyang thought about it and still didn't leave it for Xiao Di, savoring the last one that he could often eat before, and suddenly found that there was something in it that he couldn't bite.
He took it out of his mouth with his hand and looked at it, but he saw a piece of cloth in the sugar gourd.
Why is there a piece of cloth and how is it put in?
"Oh, I can't imagine that Yang Daochang will still play tricks?" Li Congwen gloated with a look of schadenfreude.
Yang Xiaoyang took the cloth and was about to go to the child to settle the account, when he suddenly found that there were words on the cloth, unfolded it, and it read: There is a bloody disaster tonight, be careful, the ancestor stays.
The two people on the side also came up to take a look, and seeing Yang Xiaoyang frowning, Duan Qing said angrily: "I'll go find that kid!"
Li Congwen hurriedly stopped, "Could this patriarch be the patriarch of Zhongnan?"
Duan Qing was puzzled, "Who is the Patriarch of Zhongnan?"
"You don't know this, when the first emperor was critically ill, it was the patriarch on Zhongnan Mountain who gave General Yang a elixir, and he insisted on renewing the life of the first emperor for five years, which is amazing. ”
"When I was cultivating in Zhongnan, I often asked the patriarch for advice, and this time the patriarch's letter probably calculated that I would have a catastrophe tonight. Yang Xiaoyang took over the conversation.
He didn't wear a robe, so he didn't call himself poor, and the provincial people saw that he was a half-hanger.
"Ancestor, his old man is an immortal, can he still know what will happen in the future?" Duan Qing's eyes were already full of stars.
"The ancestor is much more powerful than the immortals, and his old man is only one step away from ascending, and calculating the heavenly machine is just a trivial matter for the ancestor. ”
"Is it true that cultivators can live forever?"
"When I reach the realm of the ancestor, I have already lived with heaven and earth, and it is not a problem to live a few hundred years even a little. If you are poor, you should be able to live for more than a hundred years. "But to be honest, it's not so particular, it's the poor road that can live for more than 100 years.
Yang Xiaoyang's eyebrows fluttered when he spoke, and he understood why Li Congwen was so keen on bragging.
Whether it's yourself or not, it's all very cool.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and he also brought a piece of paper, which happened to fall into Yang Xiaoyang's open mouth.
Take it down and take a look, it reads: Don't leak the secret of heaven, in order to reward you, and then tell you that the bloodlight disaster happened in the time, but it is unavoidable, and the ancestor stays.
Duan Qing had already knelt on the ground and bowed, but Li Congwen felt a familiar feeling between the lines, a bit like Yang Xiaoyang's impropriety.
Since the patriarch said that it is inevitable to be welcomed, then there is no need to worry too much, just prepare properly, and the group went to Dongfang to watch juggling.
The dinner was still sumptuous, and Xiao Di bluntly said that he wanted Xiao Yang to snatch the chef of his grandfather's house home. Yang Xiaoyang patted his chest and promised that he would definitely learn the craft, so that Xiaodi gave up this bandit mentality.
Yang Xiaoyang couldn't take the bloody disaster to heart, because he knew that he couldn't hide it, but Duan Qing was not at ease, and felt that even if he had to pretend to be stupid, he couldn't let people hurt his own people.
So he proposed to go to Mengliulou at night to watch singing and dancing, since it was unavoidable, he would go to a place that was easy to guard against.
Yang Xiaoyang was also ready, put a few pieces of rune paper given by Chongxiao Zhenren in a convenient position, and brought Xiao Di with him, and asked Duan Qing to prepare a close-fitting soft armor, and went out with the two. old
Chen, said that Mengliulou is a place for young people to go, don't go.
The carriage was gorgeous, and the carriage was covered with a Hu people's carpet, which was soft to step on. The car was pulled by three horses and was said to be a symbol of the grandfather.
There are a lot of people in Mengliulou, and at first glance, it is a place where rich people come, and the decoration is even more gorgeous than Duanfu.
Duan Qing took the two of them to a large chamber, where tea, wine and snacks were already prepared.
Not long after, a group of dancers came in, each with their own style, Yang Xiaoyang felt that he had seen more beauties today than he had seen in his life.
He nodded, this is indeed a good place to take refuge, that is, it is closed and empty, if anyone approaches, it will definitely be discovered, and there are many eyes and ears around, it is difficult to hide.
It's just that Yang Xiaoyang doesn't understand why Li Congwen keeps looking at the box he is carrying strangely.
Duan Qing clapped his hands, and those women began to dance, with red lips and bright teeth, curling and tingting, and lotus step by step, which made people's hearts sway.
Duan Qing and Li Congwen were staggered, very comfortable on the surface, but secretly wary.
Yang Xiaoyang kept his hands on his chest, ready to take out the rune paper at any time.
He thinks that even Xiao Di's thunder method can electrocute people, and the talisman given by Chongxiao Zhenren should be no problem to electrocute people.
Li Congwen brought a folding fan today, and Yang Xiaoyang didn't know what kind of wind he would fan when the autumn was almost over.
He said that the sword was too conspicuous, and that the fan was the same as the sword in his hand.
Yang Xiaoyang couldn't find out if what he said was true, anyway, he only knew that the women in Mengliulou looked at Li Congwen's fan, and their legs were already weak.
It's just that they are almost full of drinking, and they don't see a suspicious person, which makes the three of them a little irritable.
Yang Xiaoyang looked at the women who were dancing lightly, and they had already seen the sword light and sword shadow coming, and felt that it was not a way to go on like this.
The wine jug on the table was empty by Duan Qing and Li Congwen, and Yang Xiaoyang also wanted to drink a little to relieve the torment in his heart, so he asked people to take another pot.
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Lingzhi is a famous musician in Mengliulou, and today she was arranged to play the piano for Wei Guogong, and she was also responsible for serving tea and water.
Wei Guogong is already her regular customer, and every time he comes to Mengliulou, he has to listen to the tunes she plays. Although the grandfather has a bad reputation in Chang'an, he is very generous to everyone and is also very loved by the people.
Today, my grandfather brought two friends, which is rare, and my grandfather usually comes alone, drinking and listening to music alone.
Grandpa's two friends are not ordinary people at first glance, one is handsome and makes people weak.
Although the other is ordinary-looking and not amazing-looking, he looks a little fierce when he squints at people.
Therefore, when Lingzhi delivered wine to a table of people, not only was his legs weak, but his body was also a little trembling, and he felt like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.
Yang Xiaoyang saw that something was wrong, and secretly operated the aura.
Li Congwen also snapped and closed the fan and slowly straightened up.
Duan Qing waved his hand behind him, and the general lurking in the tree outside the building raised the crossbow in his hand, as long as the grandfather gave an order, he could shoot the person into a hedgehog.
Lingzhi suddenly felt a little out of breath, but he didn't know what was going on, so he could only move forward.
It's just that his feet suddenly slipped, and his body couldn't help but fall forward, and the wine jug in his hand also flew.
Yang Xiaoyang frowned, did not feel the slightest danger, said something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the Lingzhi who was about to fall.
Lingzhi had closed his eyes when he slid it, but he didn't feel any pain, only the chill of the wine in the jug spilling on his body.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I didn't see the situation clearly, but I felt a heat on my face, and there was a smell of blood.
"Poof. Lingzhi saw that it was the fierce and vicious person who caught him, but his face was ruddy now, and there were two pillars of blood flowing down his nose, which made people really scared.
Yang Xiaoyang looked at the beauty in his arms, his lips were lightly opened, his collar was like a grub, and the green silk on his fingertips was like silk. The clothes were soaked with wine, and the red belly pocket loomed.
Damn, Yang Xiaoyang has experienced this for more than ten years, and the nosebleed can't be stopped.
The two behind him were stunned for a while, and Duan Qing asked with some reluctance: "Brother Congwen, this shouldn't be the blood and light disaster that the ancestor immortal said, right?" He felt that the image of the immortal had collapsed a little in his heart.
Li Congwen unfolded the folding fan to cover his face with a snap, but he didn't respond.
It's just that his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after taking a few breaths, he still couldn't hold back, and laughed, he felt that such an unserious ancestor could teach Yang Xiaoyang to cultivate immortals.
Yang Xiaoyang came back to his senses when he heard Li Congwen's laughter, and returned to the table with a red face and a black face.
The Lingzhi girl took the wine again, but as soon as she went out, there was a laughter that was not like a woman, and Shaoqing heard the sound of laughter again, and it reached Yang Xiaoyang's ears together with Li Congwen's laughter.
The most infuriating thing is that Li Congwen also said loudly in Yang Xiaoyang's ear: "It turns out that Yang Daochang can slay demons and eliminate demons, but he can't deal with a musician in a Qinglou! Hahaha! No wonder there is this bloody disaster today! Hahahaha!"
Yang Xiaoyang lost the adult, he couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped it on the table, "Go home!" The table cracked in response to the sound and shattered into two pieces, which made Li Congwen stop laughing.
Duan Qing was taken aback by this palm, leaned down to look at the cracked table, and realized that the person taught by the immortal could not be regarded as a mortal no matter how poor he was, and even the floor was about to crack with one palm.
Picked up the table and took a good look, and suddenly found that there was a piece of paper in the disconnection of the table, and when I pulled it out, I took it out and saw that there were a few words written on it.
Duan Qing was shocked, the immortal was indeed an immortal, and sending a letter was different from ordinary people, and the image of the immortal in his heart became tall again.
Yang Xiaoyang also noticed it, and stuffed the paper into his arms and walked out, feeling that Chang'an had no way to stay, and his reputation would be worse than that of Grandpa Duan after only one day.
At night, Yang Xiaoyang endured the contempt from Xiao Di and looked at the letter:
Xiaoyang, I reminded you of this catastrophe because of your and my affection, and you have to pay attention to it next time.
In the past year, the patriarch and I have traveled all over the world, visited many capable people, and finally found another method of cultivation in an ancient book, called the Jindan method.
This method requires less aura, so the power is relatively poor, but it is the most suitable method for the current one. After the patriarch and I find out this method, I will prepare to rebuild the Dan Dao and open a new path for the people of the world who cultivate the Dao.
I wonder if you would like to do this for me, Xiaoyang?
The patriarch didn't say how to reply to the letter, and Yang Xiaoyang also knew that the patriarch knew his answer.