Prologue Baishan County Chapter 3 Eight Years

Suddenly the sunlight was obscured, and there was a shadow on the ground.

This brings a touch of coolness. Although for the villagers of Qingtuan Village, their hearts are cold enough.

Su Dazhuang looked up. An extra cloud appeared in the originally cloudless sky.

In the past few days, he has suspected that something is wrong with his eyes.

The sky suddenly brightened so brightly that it almost blinded his eyes, which seemed to be wrong.

A bolt of lightning several times the thickness of the bucket slashed down.

I saw that this thunder and lightning were extremely fast at the beginning, and it was halfway through, but it suddenly paused, as if it hesitated for a while, and finally divided into two strands.

The small one went straight to the ass of the Taoist priest lying on the ground. "Z-"

"Ouch!" the Taoist priest clutched his ass and jumped up, his bun falling to the ground, his hair standing on end.

A large strand slammed into the canopy of the locust tree. At this moment, the thunder "rumbled" and was deafening.

The lightning flashed, and the razer danced wildly, illuminating the still cloudy face of the Taoist priest.

There was a sudden vibration on the soles of my feet. Then, huge flames burst out of the ground near the base of the locust tree. The flames were milky white and engulfed the entire tree in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist priest felt frightened just by looking at it. He had no doubt that the flames contained a huge amount of heat, and if they were stained, they would end up with no bones.

But the flame was well retracted, and not even a single excess was spilled, so that the temperature of the surrounding air did not rise.

Soon, the flames and thunder disappeared together. All that remained was a fine puff of powder on the ground. As soon as the wind blew, it completely dissipated.

The place where the huge locust tree used to grow was empty, and everything was unbelievable.

"Isn't it that the ancestor has appeared? Or does my daily prayer to God and worship the Buddha play a role?" This Taoist priest did not feel that there was anything wrong with him worshipping the Buddha.

Only then did everyone in Qingtuan Village react, and they threw themselves to the ground, expressing their reverence and gratitude to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest said to himself: "There are many strange things about this matter, and it has already exceeded my expectations. If we inherit cause and effect that we should not inherit, we may face great calamity. You can't take this money, and you shouldn't stay here for long. ”

He pretended to say, "Why do you say that?" It is the duty of my generation to support the right path. It's getting late today, so I'm going to say goodbye first, so I don't have to send more. ”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Looking at the back of the Taoist priest, the village chief sighed: "The Heavenly Master has a breeze on his sleeves, and he is really a god!"

The corners of Su Dazhuang's mouth twitched. Let's not talk about the Taoist priest's grooves too much, how can you learn his tone?

The scourge has been removed, and the worries in my heart have been swept away. The Qingtuan Village has regained its fireworks. The sound of talking and beating clothes came and went, and people came alive.

It was already evening when Su Dazhuang returned home. told his wife Yun'er what happened, had dinner, and teased his son.

Speaking of which, in the past two days, I have not taken my son's name.

Su Dazhuang was about to discuss this matter with his wife when there was a knock on the door outside.

He had no choice but to open the door. Standing at the door was a Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, full of heaven, and quite a bit of good-looking.

Is it a Taoist priest again? Su Dazhuang waved at him and said softly: "Daoist, you are late, and the affairs in the village have been resolved." ”

Of course I know, I still solved it, I scrapped a heaven and earth fire talisman, and my heart hurt to death. The old man muttered in his heart.

He certainly wouldn't have said those words. It's just that he still pretended to be a master and said, "Poor Dao Qingyan is here for the donor." ”

"I look at the face of the donor, there is a red light hidden in the children's palace, showing the image of a dragon and a tiger, there is no acquired energy, I want to come to a new life, and I have never taken a name. ”

But the donor's eyebrows are slightly black, and something unexpected must have happened recently, and he is worried. ”

Su Dazhuang was vigilant in his heart. This Taoist priest has just arrived, but he knows such details, could it be that he deliberately inquired and greedy for money?

Qing Yanzi had already expected it, and said with a slightly wry smile: "Poor Dao is really not a liar, I only ask one thing." ”

"Do you remember how the midwife was invited?"

Su Dazhuang was suddenly splashed on his head by a basin of cold water. He seemed to have just woken up from his stupor.

"I ...... I didn't go to a midwife, and I don't have the impression she had when she left. She appeared and disappeared suddenly. ”

Su Dazhuang had goosebumps on his arm: "And I just took it for granted." ”

Qing Yanzi nodded and said, "Poor Dao is here to deal with this matter. Su Dazhuang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly turned sideways to invite the Taoist priest in.

Qing Yanzi looked around at the house. When he saw the statue of Daode Tianzun placed in the middle of the hall, his eyes lit up, and he sighed slightly, and said:

"This idol is a doom for the benefactor, but unfortunately the divinity is exhausted, and it is reduced to a mortal object for the time being, requiring incense offerings and a long time to repair. ”

Su Dazhuang nodded again and again, remembering the miracle of the statue.

He knocked on the door of the inner room and informed Yun'er that a Taoist chief was coming, then pushed open the door and invited Qing Yanzi in.

"The concubine can't get up to greet her, and I ask the Taoist chief for forgiveness. Yun'er sat on the bed, holding the child in her arms, slightly apologetic.

Qing Yanzi waved his hand and moved his gaze to the sleeping child in his arms. Then he snorted softly, slightly surprised.

There was a yin and yang fish in his eyes, and his heart immediately turned over a monstrous flood.

It's just that he still pretends to be calm on the surface, and says lightly:

"I look at the faces of the two of you, and the great calamity is gone. But this son's fate has the meaning of separation, and there will be many twists and turns in the future. ”

He took out a cyan jade pendant, on which was randomly engraved the word "Dao". At first glance, it looks ordinary, but on closer inspection, it is even more ordinary.

Su Dazhuang took the jade pendant with both hands and listened respectfully.

"This jade pendant has the power of support, and it was worn on him at that time. I relied on the old man to sell the old, so I named him, Su Lang. I hope that the boy will live a clean and bright life, and will not passively get involved in too many fights. ”

He walked over to the bed and touched Su Lang's head.

Immediately, I saw Su Lang crying loudly, and he seemed to dislike Qing Yanzi's touch.

Qing Yanzi was not embarrassed, laughed, said "No need to send more", turned around and left. It wasn't until his back disappeared at the door that the two heard his last words:

"The law is not empty. The poor way takes all the gold and silver of your family, and cuts off the cause and effect. ”

Su Dazhuang hurriedly followed, and there was no trace of the Taoist. He rubbed his eyes, and saw that the hall was empty. Patrol around, from large tables, chairs and benches, to small pots and pans, and even the broken silver taels in his pocket, all of them are gone.

All that was left was the statue of morality and the table on which it was placed, standing alone.

This is only taking gold and silver, this is a bandit entering the village.

Su Dazhuang thought so.

The matter is finally over, and the days are calm. It's just that the villagers of Qingtuan Village found that Su Dazhuang's family had a lot of hardship.

Some people say that Su Dazhuang went into the city to gamble with people and lost all his family.

Some people also said that Su Dazhuang was deceived.

The villagers sighed or sympathized, and some brought some home-grown vegetables to comfort them.

Anyway, although no one calls him "Big Brother" anymore, the neighborhood relationship has become a lot closer.

The days flowed slowly, day by day.

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In the blink of an eye, Su Lang was eight years old.

Compared with his peers who are subjected to the mountain wind and scorching sun all day long, his body is a little thin, but his eyes under the short black hair are very bright, revealing a bit of restraint and calmness that his peers do not have.

One day in July, he sat on the stone steps at the door, listening to the clear and loud mountain song of the old man in his neighborhood, while playing with the jade pendant on his chest.

I heard from his parents that he was born weak and needed the power of this jade pendant to support him all the time.

And that's exactly what happened. In recent days, Su Lang has always felt a little uncomfortable.

Sometimes, the heart will suddenly beat faster, and the blood flow will seem to form a whirlpool in the body, making the head dizzy.

But it doesn't last long. The jade pendant will always emit just the right amount of heat, calming the throbbing of the heart and the blood of the whole body.

"The more I look at it, the more it looks like a fake jade. Su Lang muttered to himself, lightly tracing the word "Dao" with his fingers.

Someone suddenly patted him lightly on the shoulder, and Su Lang turned his head, it was his little sister Su Ling, who was two years younger than him.

Probably because of his personality, Su Lang didn't have too many playmates. Because of this, the brother and sister often play together, and their relationship is very deep.

He stretched out his hand and touched Su Ling's head, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Su Ling just leaned on him slightly, sat down quietly, and listened to the melodious singing.