There was an old couple living in that family, the couple originally had a son and a daughter, the daughter had already married, and the son died of illness five years ago.

Speaking of this couple, they are already past the age of Jiazi, although they are old, their bodies have always been tough, and their daughters who marry far away will come back from time to time to visit the two elders.

On the third day after Wu Biao's death, the old couple also hanged themselves at home.

Although the people who lived nearby were a little surprised, they didn't pay too much attention to the hanging of the two elders.

It's just that the two of them died because they had no children and were old, so they were happy to make a break while they were not bedridden.

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Li Lang raised his head and pointed to the sky, and shouted: My life is up to me, not to the sky, if the sky destroys me, I will destroy the sky...... Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of today's story, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown. ”

In the teahouse, the storyteller put away the folding fan and completed today's storytelling.

In the audience, everyone dispersed, and one of them was Zhou Qing in a red robe. His favorite color is red, so several robes are red.

"It's really appetizing, every day it's going to be gone, next time it's decomposed, hehe, solve your ......"

With a little unhappiness in his heart, Zhou Qing went home with the sunset.

Ever since the evil spirit had scared off the man who had followed him, he had been living comfortably these days.

On weekdays, in addition to practicing at home, he goes to the teahouse to listen to books and drink tea, so he does not have any communication with the surrounding neighbors.

Walking to the door of the house, when Zhou Qing took out the key and was about to open the door, a greeting came from not far away.

"The trail chief is polite. ”

The person who spoke was a woman who lived next door to Zhou Qing's house, and at this time she happened to walk through the front yard with a basin of water and spill it on the street, and after seeing Zhou Qing, she opened her mouth to say hello.

"Hello big sister. After replying, Zhou Qing looked at the woman, and saw that she looked twenty-five or sixteen, wearing a light blue dress, and looking quiet and kind.

"It's been more than three months since the little Taoist moved here, and I haven't seen you yet. ”

"It's been more than three months. Seeing that the woman's words were kind, Zhou Qing replied again, and opened the lock on the door.

"Xiao Dao Chang shouldn't have eaten dinner yet, I still have some extra boiled meat at home, you might as well serve it and eat it, so as not to make a fire." ”

When Zhou Qing came back every night, he would make a fire to cook, and this woman lived next to him, so she naturally knew about it, so she said this.

For this unprovoked overture, Zhou Qing didn't dare to accept it, waved his hand and refused.

"You're welcome, our neighbors should help each other, you wait, I'll bring it to you." After the woman said a word, she ran into the house regardless of whether Zhou Qing accepted it or not.

After a while, she came to Zhou Qing with a big bowl of boiled meat, and said, "Originally, someone from my mother's house was going to come today, but because something happened, I didn't come, I prepared this meat in the morning, and if I don't eat it today, it will be bad." ”

Seeing that the woman insisted on giving meat to herself, Zhou Qing thanked her, took the bowl in the woman's hand, and then took out a piece of broken money and handed it to the woman, "There is a way, but it is useless, and it is not rewarding, sister, please accept this money, it will be regarded as the money for this bowl of meat." ”

"I can't help it, it's just a bowl of boiled meat, where can I ask for your money. The woman waved her hand and turned away.

The neighbors help each other, and it makes sense in this ordinary and simple county town, Zhou Qing thanked the woman's back and went into the house with the meat.

At noon the next day, Zhou Qing knocked on the door of the woman's house, intending to return the bowl of meat last night to the woman, but it was an old woman who was nearly sixty years old who opened the door.

Daoming came to understand, the old woman said that her son and granddaughter followed her daughter-in-law back to her parents' house to visit relatives, and then took the bowl in Zhou Qing's hand.

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"Li Lang defeated the eight generals of the temple in a row, and finally faced the legendary god lord at the end of the temple, and he asked: Do you dare to fight with me?...... Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to know the outcome of the battle between Chen Lang and the Divine Master, please hurry up tomorrow. ”

The day's listening was over again, and Zhou Qing, who had been hung up on his appetite, returned home as before.

The next morning, while he was practicing in the courtyard, he heard the sound of crying from the woman next door.

"Domestic violence?" Zhou Qing asked himself suspiciously, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to practice according to the footwork of the first layer of Fuyun Step.

Until noon, when he was about to go out to listen to the book, he saw a man leading an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe into the woman's house.

When he came to the open gate of the woman's house, he glanced into the courtyard, and there was a slight crying sound from inside, which was somewhat familiar to him, and he knew that it must have been from the woman.

There should be something strange going on in this family, and if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have invited an old Taoist to come.

For strange things, Zhou Qing, who has been in the Tao for less than half a year, thinks that he doesn't have the ability to help, and after he saw the old Taoist priest just now, he thought that his ability must be inferior to others, so he just stood at the door and took a look, and left.

It's just that Zhou Qing didn't know that although the old Tao had been cultivating for decades, he didn't have a master with advanced cultivation like him, and he didn't have any cultivation methods, just a rough understanding of some simple things.

When it was dark, when Zhou Qing passed by the front yard of the neighbor's house, he saw the woman in the courtyard gate, she was squatting on the ground and crying in a low voice, looking very pitiful.

Originally, he didn't want to cause trouble, but when he thought that the woman had brought him a bowl of meat before, he couldn't help but stop.

"Eldest sister, what's wrong with you?"

When the woman heard this, she stood up and wiped away the tears on her face, and sobbed, "My daughter had a strange illness and was in a coma for almost a day and a night, during which she invited several doctors, all of whom said that he had a normal pulse and no symptoms, and his father invited Liu Banxian, a famous person in the county, and he didn't see the reason, so he was in a hurry......

"Woo~" At this point, the woman began to cry bitterly.

After listening to what the woman said quietly, Zhou Qing thought about it for a while, and there were many strange things recorded in the book of wandering miscellaneous books he read, and he didn't know if the illness of this woman's daughter would correspond to one of them.

"Eldest sister, is it inconvenient for Fang to let Xiaodao go in for Ling Yuan to take a look?" I didn't want to cause trouble for myself, but Zhou Qing finally said such a sentence.

"This ...... Convenient, little wayman, you can come into the house with me. The woman was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and then realized that although Zhou Qing looked only eight or nine years old, he was also a Taoist priest.

The woman led Zhou Qing into the house, and in one room she saw a little girl lying on the bed, the old woman he saw when he came to return the bowl yesterday, and the man he saw at noon.

The girl looked a few years younger than Zhou Qing, she should be five or six years old, her eyes were closed, lying motionless on the bed, the old woman grabbed the girl's little hand with tears on her face, and the man sat on the side with his head lowered.