Chapter 7 Misfortune does not go alone
Ordinary knelt in front of the tomb and kept watch for three whole days. This is the rule of the countryside, if someone in the village dies, you have to stop the spirit for three days, send someone to guard every inch, only wait for three days, the auspicious time selected by the Taoist priest has arrived, and then bury, which means to let the dead into the ground for peace. Ordinary people are young, naturally they can't remember so much, so they plucked the soil for incense at the moment, worshiped a few times in front of the grave of the dust, and shed tears and said goodbye.
Pingfan left the mass grave and walked for another half an hour, and then went to the official road. He had suffered a great change before, he was already in a trance, and he was hungry for a few days, and his mind was chaotic. He didn't even know where he came from and where he was going.
In a daze, he just thought: "I'll just go like this, wherever I go, he said that his life was over, and if he lay down anywhere, he would die." What does it matter what the Shangqing faction and the Beibi faction have to do with me?"
Suddenly, an electric flash flashed in the ordinary person's mind, and he suddenly thought: "Yes, how did I forget my father? Master is dead, and my father is my only relative in this world! I want to go back! I want to go back, whether he is sick or not, I will go back after all, and I will never leave again." ”
The mind was decided, the ordinary spirit was vigorous, and the stride back and forth. When he was hungry, he ate wild fruits, and when he was thirsty, he drank mountain springs to quench his thirst. It wasn't until a month later that Pingfan finally got covered in dust and limped back to the entrance of the village.
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"Daddy, I'm ......"
The ordinary sentence was only half shouted, and suddenly he was dumb. He was horrified to find that the thatched hut at the entrance of the village had turned into a pile of ashes and was lying quietly at the entrance of the village. No, not only the thatched hut at the entrance of the village, but even the entire village has been destroyed by fire at this time. Near the foot of the mountain, one or two scattered flames can be faintly seen, flickering and flickering in and out. A scorching smell of burning corpses came to my face.
Ordinary still did not give up, ran from the head of the village to the end of the village, and then ran back to the entrance of the village from the end of the village, and kept shouting, just hoping that the sky would be pitiful, so that his father could hear it. This went back and forth several times, but the village was still quiet and there was no sound. All of a sudden, the ordinary only felt that the whole world seemed to collapse, and his heart was empty, neither thinking about nor feeling anything, as if the heavens, the earth, the world and his own body had disappeared suddenly, and he became nowhere to go. Suddenly, Ordinary screamed and fainted. Before he fell, he seemed to hear a woman's voice: "Alas, poor child!"
I don't know how long it took, but I woke up with a loud "ah". When I reached out and touched it, I saw that my palms were full of cold sweat. It turned out that just now, he had a nightmare. In the dream, it was pitch black, and the ground was covered with charred corpses.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the windows around me were bright and clean, and they seemed to be guest rooms. The room is full of tables and chairs, and the furnishings are very neat. Outside the window, the cold moonlight cast on the ground, adding a bit of chill. When he got out of bed, he just thought, "Who saved me? Where is this? Why did he save me again?"
was thinking about it, but I heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, and walked in a little girl who was ** years old. The girl was dressed in goose yellow clothes, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a fair complexion. Ordinary people only glanced at it, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves. When the girl saw Pingfan, she didn't recognize her life, and asked, "You're awake!Hey, what's your name?" Pingfan said, "My name is Pingfan." After a while, he stammered and asked, "You...... Also called ...... What's the name?" the girl blushed when she heard this, and said, "My name is Shen Qingli." After a pause, he said, "Now that you are awake, you might as well go to the front hall with me and meet my father." "Ordinary thought: My surname is also saved by them, thank you, and it should be. So he responded and let Shen Qingli pull him and run forward.
When the two arrived in the front hall, a man and a woman were already waiting. The man's name is Shen Tianhe, who is Shen Qingli's father, and the woman's name is Meng Feiyan, so she is naturally her mother. Shen Tianhe is slender and long, dressed in a azure gown, with clear bones and beautiful bones, and looks like a scholar; Meng Feiyan has a pink gauze skirt, his appearance is very beautiful, but his demeanor is much kinder. Occasionally, his eyes moved, and he was as sharp as a knife, which made people dare not force his eyes. Between the eyebrows, there is a vague resemblance to Shen Qingli.
Meng Feiyan looked the ordinary up and down for a while, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes. After a while, Meng Feiyan said slowly: "Child, would you like to go with us?" Hearing this, Ping Fan couldn't help but be stunned, and asked, "Why do you want to go with you?" "You stupid!" Shen Qingli stretched out his hand, twisted it Ping Fan's arm, and lowered his voice and said: "What my father and mother mean, is that they want to take you as an apprentice! Shen Tianhe, Meng Feiyan saw that he was so dull, they shook their heads and sighed softly.
After a while, Meng Feiyan said: "Child, do you want to learn skills? If you learn skills, others will no longer be able to bully you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, and suddenly dark clouds filled the sky outside the window, and then a thunderbolt flashed, and it began to rain. Meng Feiyan pointed out the window again, and immediately the clouds dispersed and the rain fell, leaving no trace. When I saw the ordinary, I couldn't help but squeeze my tongue, and my little heart was already full of admiration. Shen Qingli stuck out her tongue and made a big grimace.
After a long time, ordinary still doesn't say a word. Just when Shen and Meng thought he was going to give up, Ping Fan suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the two. After a while, the floor was stained with blood.
"Enough, enough!" Seeing this, Meng Feiyan hurriedly got up to help him. Pingfan was helped by her side and involuntarily stood up straight. His eyes were full of pleading.
"Senior brother, what do you think of this child?" Meng Feiyan turned around and asked in a low voice. Shen Tianhe nodded and said, "Very good." Meng Feiyan said: "What's good?" Shen Tianhe said: "The child is very good." Meng Feiyan listened, glanced at him, and said angrily: "You person, is it so difficult to open Chrysostom? Say a few more words, and you won't be tired to death!" Shen Tianhe smiled slightly and said: "The journey of cultivation is extremely difficult. Perseverance and perseverance are the first priority, and the qualifications are poor, and it doesn't matter. When I was young, where was I smart?" Meng Feiyan said: "This is also reasonable. In this case, let's go back to the mountain tomorrow. As for who to worship under him, it depends on his own creation. Shen Tianhe: "That's exactly what I said." ”
The two discussed and stopped, and each took one person with them and returned to the guest room to rest. Lying on the bed in an ordinary place, thinking that there can be Shen and Meng in the future, the ability to take revenge and hatred, naturally it is not a problem, for a while I think of my father, the master's deep hatred, and for a while I think of Meng Feiyan's incomparably clever ability, I can't help but feel excited, and I can't help myself. But how can you sleep?