Chapter 69: A Secret

"This courtyard has always been quiet, only during the New Year's Festival, Master Wei led a family to come to worship, on weekdays, there are few people in and out, not to mention the middle of the night, young people must be strange, why don't you come to worship on the day of the deceased. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" said the Watchman as he refueled the oil lamp.

Wei Chuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Exactly!"

"Because this place was once haunted!" the old man said in a flat tone, as if he did not think about the "haunted" thing, and knew the truth behind the haunting.

"Haunted?" Wei Chuan smiled: "This is really ridiculous, how many people in the world say that they have seen ghosts, and there are also all kinds of strange phenomena of hauntings, but what does a ghost look like, no one has said why, haunting, it must be a non-existent thing, it must be a ghost in people's hearts." ”

The old man shook his head, waved his hand again, and sighed: "In fact, Master Wei does not let the younger generations sacrifice the sun and incense, not that there are ghosts, but that there are no ghosts, there are no ghosts here, but there are haunted legends. ”

Wei Chuan nodded and said, "Master Wei's move is very correct. ”

"As the old man said, if it weren't for chance, how could a young man come to an ancestral hall with ghosts alone late at night?"

Wei Chuan smiled and said: "The juniors didn't know that this place was haunted, and they didn't know that Master Wei had such a ban, so they walked in, and even if they knew that this place was haunted, the juniors didn't believe it." ”

"Well, where the fate is. It's not that young people are coming, it's coming at the right time!"

Wei Chuan was puzzled: "It's just the right time? ”

"The old man's deadline is approaching. When I can't get by, there is a secret. I have been holding it in my heart for forty years, but there is no one to talk about, so when you come, young man, you can finally say it. As he spoke, he walked to the grass in front of the offering table, and instead of kneeling, he sat cross-legged: "Come, come, come, you also sit next to you, and I will tell you this secret, you can just listen to it." ”

Wei Chuan involuntarily sat cross-legged next to the old man. frowned and asked: "What secrets do the seniors have, the younger generations listen to them." ”

"No, no, young people just listen to it in front of jokes...... In fact, the old man has lived to be three hundred and seventy-one years old now...... Ahem...... Maybe the young people don't believe it, so let's take it as the old man's nonsense...... The old man once had a daughter, who was born in this Yuezhou city, more than 40 years ago, the Dashun Emperor, sent troops to conquer the Yuezhou City, and the old general Wei Tianzheng Wei led the troops to plunder the land and attack the city. After 12 years of fighting, he captured it, killed the whole city, and left no one behind. Fortunately, the old man's daughter Fu Da had a great life and had a relationship with General Wei. gave birth to a pair of twins, and if the matter is revealed, General Wei will be sentenced for whatever crime he is guilty of. It will be a capital crime, and the little girl is holding a child with hatred. Under the covert protection of General Wei, he escaped from Yuezhou. After crossing the Luan River, I wanted to follow the explanation of the old general Wei, and went north to break the river and the ancestors of the Wei family, but strayed into the cloud mountain, the cloud mountain is so big, it is like a stumbling trip, presumably the young people have also heard of it, there are thousands of ravines in the mountain, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, the different peaks protrude, the clouds and mist are filled all the year round, and the sun is not seen, and there is often thunder and lightning, and the heavy rain is pouring, and the ...... The next one is endless......" The old man said this, and a look of disgust appeared on his face: "How can a lonely and weak woman who is not yet a full year old in her arms survive in such a harsh world......?

When Wei Chuan heard the word "lightning strike", his heart was shocked, as if someone had uncovered his scar, he immediately got up and shouted softly: "Impossible...... No way...... You are talking nonsense, how do you know so clearly, you are a citizen of Yuezhou City, why didn't you die back then. ”

"I knew that you didn't believe it, young man, and you couldn't listen to it, but when I talked about it, I felt much more comfortable...... Young man, you go, you don't have to come again, I can fly up to the limit. ”

The more Wei Chuan listened, the more he felt that this old man was telling him about his life experience, and he was suspicious and excited in his heart, but he was unwilling to accept the fact that he was struck by lightning in both lives, because after he was struck by lightning, he had suffered a lot and paid for his grief, but deep down, he wanted to know his own life in this other world, so he immediately knelt down and apologized: "The younger generation should die, please forgive the seniors......"

"What is the sin, and what is not worthy of death, if you want to hear it, I will tell you again, if you don't like to hear it, you can leave. ”

"Juniors want to listen!"

"Sit!"

"This secret has just begun...... Just now, you asked the old man why he didn't die, why he knew how his daughter died, then okay, let me tell you in detail...... Do you know how many years the Elephant Kingdom reigned? ”

"More than five hundred years!"

"Five hundred and thirty-nine years! After the country of Xiangwang, after the efforts of several generations of kings, the east and the west, the south and the north, the unification of the desert sea world, in the midst of a hundred wastes, promulgated decrees, deployed the yafu, recruited talents, brainstorming, governing the country, after more than two hundred years of cultural and martial arts, the country is rich and the people are strong, the Quartet is called a minister, it can be described as a heyday, but it is a pity, it is a pity that the seventeenth emperor of the Xiang Dynasty, the name is not mentioned, he regards himself as the Son of Heaven, travels around the world, travels to Luoxia Peak, dreams of fairies, and is obsessed with the fairy road, even the emperor's dragon seat is not wanted, the monk Luoxia Peak, asking for immortals, it is true that he has to be guided by a master, and he has achieved positive results, after a hundred years, he resigned from the master and went down the mountain to experience, at that time he was like a dynasty, has gone through twenty-four generations of emperors, the dynasty is corrupt, the monarch and the ministers are mediocre, corrupt officials and corrupt officials, rampant and domineering, and the emperor a holy decree, actually mobilized the people, opened the mountain and opened the way, the people are miserable, complaining, since the broken water mountain began to rise, the war is full of breath, and the peak smoke is continuous, in that turbulent and turbulent world, the old man into the red dust, stained with the dust, actually had a bad relationship with a strange woman, and had a daughter, that is, the nameless wife of the old general Wei. The old man said, raising his hand and pointing at the nameless spirit card.

Wei Chuan was dumbfounded for a while, shook his head for some reason, and listened to the old man say lightly: "After being trapped by love and hatred, my Dao and my deeds have stopped, and my two hundred years of cultivation have also been exhausted in this small courtyard. It should have been wiped out in a few days. It was gone, but the sky was clear that day. Suddenly there was a thunderstorm, and the angry clouds of the gods stumbled on the ground for the first time in hundreds of years, and went straight to Yuezhou, and the old man knew that the strange man was in the world, so he forcibly cast mana in order to see each other, presumably the young man was the strong man mentioned in the rumors, and he was also the strange man that the old man had been looking forward to for a long time!"

Wei Chuan was puzzled when he heard it, and he didn't know what this had to do with the chance he was talking about. So he replied: "It's indeed a junior, but I don't know what this has to do with the chance that the predecessor just talked about? Could it be that the predecessor forcibly exerted mana to maintain his life until now, just to tell the juniors this?"

The old man coughed and laughed: "The old man has another secret, that is, about the reason why your hands turned white, young man?"

Wei Chuan was stunned when he heard this, he was clearly wearing gloves, how did he know that he had confessed?

"The young man must be wondering, why did the old man know that your gloved hands turned white?"

"Exactly! I hope that the seniors will tell you, if the seniors can heal the juniors' hands, the juniors are willing to do anything for the seniors!"

The old man shook his head. He smiled and said, "One, the whitening of your hands is a sign of the manifestation of the gods, just because you have the blood of the Divine Clan of the Wandering Kingdom flowing in your body. So like them, the hands are either transparent or whitish! The old man can't cure you, but you can cure yourself......"

"Juniors themselves. How to treat, I hope that the seniors will teach you!"

"Reborn!"

Wei Chuan heard this. Knowing that it was to cultivate the way of immortals, he shook his head and said: "It is not easy to be a human being in the world, and it is difficult to cultivate into an immortal! ”

"So very good, like the emperor of the kingdom is obsessed with the fairy road, misleading the country and the people, it can be seen that the harm, the young man has such a knowledgeable mind, he is no longer able to win the sky, but also better than the immortals, go! Ling Tang is buried under the cloud mountain and the cloud peak, and the grandmother is imprisoned in the unsunny day, and the old man greets...... This is the immortal sword, the old man has cultivated this sword for two hundred years, and I hope you will not die......"

Before the words of "Hu ......" fell, a puff of white smoke came out from the old man's body, gradually enveloping people, making a whirring sound.

When Wei Chuan was puzzled by the old man's last two sentences, he saw the old man turn into a puff of white smoke and fly up, and couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Old man, stay!"

However, sitting and soaring, like the death of ordinary people, will never return, how to say stop and stop, after the smoke disappears, the futon is empty, there is nothing else, how can there be any immortal sword.

Wei Chuan saw that the old man was leaving, and wanted to say goodbye, he was a little stunned, and sighed, but after this sigh, he suddenly felt very tired, his limbs were weak, and his eyelids were down, and he wanted to fall headlong, and fell asleep on the spot, and was busy supporting the offering platform, propping himself up, thinking: "If I fall asleep here and be discovered, wouldn't it be a big faux pas!" So he returned along the same road, but fortunately there was no one all the way, and went straight to the still bright living room, looked for a seat nearby, sat down heavily, and his mind was immediately turned upside down and fell into chaos.

"Master!"

Wei Chuan was in the chaos, his whole body seemed to be entangled by invisible wisps, struggling, he was exhausted, he was just about to fall asleep, he heard the disciple calling in a hazy way, and when he opened his sour eyes, he saw human faces, huddled together, with a strange smile on his face, Ding Yang smiled first: "Master, are you sleeping well here?"

When Wei Chuan heard this, he looked left and right, and saw that he was actually lying on a chair in the living room of the Wei family, and it was already dawn, so he quickly stood up, and saw that the disciple was still laughing, and couldn't help asking: "What are you all laughing at?" Last night, the teacher thought the tea was delicious, so he was greedy and didn't want to fall asleep, this is really a good tea to calm the nerves!"

"Yes, yes, good tea, Master, the painting on your face is also a good painting. ”

As soon as the sixth senior brother said this, all the junior brothers finally couldn't help laughing.

The maid of the Wei family had already come to serve with the washing things at this time, Wei Chuan looked at the clear water, and there were two ducks painted on his face, and there were seven small words on it, "Wei Si'er came here for a visit", and thought: "It turned out that Wei Si'er made a ghost, this naughty little ghost is no different from Xiao An!" However, when he thought of the word "ghost", he remembered the incident of last night, like a dream, so he asked the servant of the Wei family: "Dare to ask if there is an ancestral hall in your mansion?"

When the servant heard this, his face turned from sunny to cloudy, and he replied: "Go back to Wei Daxia, there is indeed an ancestral hall in the house, but the master has an order, if he is not personally led, he is not allowed to worship!"

"Well, is there an old man in the ancestral hall?"

When the servant heard this, his face was frightened, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground with a loud bang, so he hurriedly knelt down and apologized while cleaning up: "The slave should die, please forgive Wei Daxia!"

"Hurry up, it's down, it's not right, you shouldn't ask this, please get up. ”

The maid stood up tremblingly, not daring to look up at Wei Chuan. When Wei Chuan saw this, he sent them out. The maid who had knocked down the teapot walked to the door, hesitated, turned her face back, and said in a trembling voice: "That guardian has been dead for more than thirty years!"

When Wei Chuan heard this, his heart was shocked: "Could it be that it was a dream last night, that old man said to give me the immortal sword, isn't this nothing?"

"I'm just playing with it, and it's not like stealing it and not giving it to him, he's my little uncle, so I can't play with his sword?" At this time, someone in the courtyard muttered, and when he heard it, he knew that it was Wei Si'er.

"My eldest lady, this is a sharp weapon, not for the girl's family, in case it is injured, Wei Daxia will also be embarrassed on his face......"

"Bah, why is it hurting, I didn't hurt all morning playing......"

"That's you pulling it out, little ancestor, you just let the old slave go, the old slave looked at it and worried about it......"

Saying that, Wei Si'er carried a silver sheath long sword of more than four feet in both hands, his face was red, his ears were red, and he came to the hall with a sweaty face, with an angry and corrupt look, threw the long sword on the chair, pouted, and said aggrievedly: "Return your broken sword, obviously you just don't want me to play, pull it out!" After that, he wiped his tears and ran out.

The housekeeper who followed couldn't take care of Wei Si'er, walked into the hall, handed the sword to Wei Chuan, and apologized: "The little master is young and ignorant, I hope Wei Daxia will forgive me!"

Wei Chuan looked at the sword, and on the round sword head, there were four small words engraved "The Tao is immortal", which was the immortal sword, so his heart was cold, the soles of his feet were soft, and he involuntarily stumbled back.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" (To be continued.) )