Chapter 40: Cause and Effect

Time flies, the New Year is here, and the scholar surnamed Huang is going home for the New Year. At home, one day in February, he suddenly dreamed that Jiangxue came to him, and said to him very melancholy: "The concubine is in great trouble. If you can come quickly, we will meet again, but if you are late, we will not see each other. Huang woke up very surprised, hurriedly ordered his family to prepare horses, and rushed to Shangqing Palace in the starry night.

It turned out that the Taoist priest was going to build a house, and there was a winter-resistant tree that hindered the construction of the house, and the craftsmen were preparing to cut it down. The scholar surnamed Huang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

That night, Jiang Xue came to the room to thank the scholar surnamed Huang.

The scholar surnamed Huang said with a smile: "You didn't tell me the truth before, so you suffered this catastrophe. Today I know who you really are, and if you don't come to me, I'll roast you with an arquebus. ”

Jiang Xue said: "I knew that you would do this, so I didn't dare to tell you the truth." ”

The two sat opposite each other for a while, and the scholar surnamed Huang said: "Today, I miss my beautiful wife even more for my good friend." It's been a long time since I've cried Xiangyu, can you go and cry with me for her?"

Jiang Xue agreed, and the two came to the peony cave together, shedding tears and hanging. Until dawn, Jiang Xue collected her tears and persuaded the scholar surnamed Huang to go back.

After a few more nights, the scholar surnamed Huang was sitting alone in the main room, and Jiang Xue came in from outside with a smile on her face, and said, "I have good news for you: Lan Sheng will return the peony, and Xiangyu will return to the Shangqing Palace." ”

The scholar surnamed Huang hurriedly asked, "When?"

Jiang Xue replied: "I don't know the way, it's not far away." ”

After getting out of bed after dawn, the book surnamed Huang instructed: "Please come to see me often, don't let me be lonely often." Jiang Xue smiled and agreed. didn't come for two nights, the scholar surnamed Huang hugged the Naidong tree, shook and stroked, and even called Jiangxue's name, but there was no echo at all. The scholar surnamed Huang was helpless, returned to the house, picked up a fire rope twisted with wormwood, lit the lamp, and turned around to go out of the house to barbecue the winter tree.

Jiang Xue rushed over, stretched out her hand to grab the moxa rope and threw it away, and said, "Lang Jun is mischievous, let me suffer, I should cut off relations with you!" The scholar surnamed Huang hugged her with a smile, and before she could sit down, Xiangyu walked in with a beautiful gait. When the scholar surnamed Huang saw it, he burst into tears, and hurriedly got up to hold Xiangyu's hand. Xiangyu held Jiangxue with one hand, relatively sad.

When he sat down, the scholar surnamed Huang held Xiangyu's hand as if he didn't catch anything, as if he was holding his hand, and couldn't help but ask her in surprise, Xiangyu replied: "Since parting, I have missed Lang Jun every day and washed my face with tears." Although we meet today, you should only think of it as a meeting in a dream. It turned out that since she was moved, she often shed tears in the flowers, and the people surnamed Lan loved flowers very much, and they felt pity for the peony and did not want the peony to wither, so they sent it back.

Jiang Xue took Xiangyu's hand and said, "Sister, it's great that you're here." I'm entangled to death by you. After that, he pushed Xiangyu to the scholar, and then he drifted away.

Xiangyu smiled as before, but between snuggling, she always felt as if she was in the shadow, but because of several migrations, she hurt the roots, so the scholar surnamed Huang was unhappy. Xiangyu also sighed: "Lang Jun uses white crumbs, mixed with a little sulfur, and pours it once a day at my acupoint, and I will definitely repay your kindness tomorrow and this day." "Say goodbye to the scholar and leave.

The next day, the peony was no longer about to wither, but flourished and flourished. The scholar surnamed Huang took more care of it and made railings around the flowers to protect it. Xiangyu came to the scholar house surnamed Huang and was very grateful. The scholar surnamed Huang told her to move the peony to her home, but Xiangyu refused, saying: "I am weak and can't withstand repeated tosses." Besides, everything grows in a certain place, I was not born in your family, if I insist on violating it, it will reduce my lifespan. As long as you love each other sincerely, the days of being together will not be too long. ”

The scholar surnamed Huang complained that Jiang Xue did not come. Xiangyu said, "If you want her to come, I can teach her to come." So she and the scholar surnamed Huang picked it up under the tree, and Xiangyu folded a grass stem for size, measured it from the bottom to four feet six inches, pressed it, and let the scholar surnamed Huang scratch it with both hands.

After a while, Jiang Xue came out from behind and scolded with a smile: "You girl, you are abusive." "Take her into the house with you.

Xiangyu said: "Sister, don't blame, you can accompany him for the time being, and it won't bother you after a year." ”

Since then, it has been a constant pleasure. The scholar surnamed Huang looked at the peony, which flourished day by day, and had grown to more than two feet tall in late spring. When he returned home, he left the gold and silver to the Taoist priest and instructed him to cultivate it carefully. In April of the second year, when I went to the Shangqing Palace, there was a flower, which was not released, and when it was leaving, the flower was crumbling, and it would open after a while, and the flower was as big as a plate. There was a small beauty in the stamens, only three or four fingers in size, and in the blink of an eye, it floated down, and it turned out to be fragrant jade.

Xiangyu smiled: "I endured the wind and rain waiting for you, why did you arrive so late?" and went into the house together.

Jiang Xue also came, and smiled at Xiangyu: "I replace others as other people's wives every day, and today I fortunately took a step back and became friends." So feasting, drinking, talking, and laughing, it was late at night that Jiang Xue left, leaving the space for Xiangyu and the scholar to keep warm. Xiangyu and the scholar slept together, and they were as harmonious as before. Later, the wife of the scholar surnamed Huang died, and the scholar entered the mountains and lost his home. At that time, the peony was already as big as an arm.

The scholar surnamed Huang pointed to the peony every time and said: "I send my soul here every day, it should be near your left!"

The two daughters both smiled and said to the scholar: "Lang Jun, don't forget your words." ”

More than ten years later, a scholar surnamed Huang suddenly fell ill. When his son heard the news, he was sad to face him. The scholar surnamed Huang smiled and said: "This is not my death period, but my life period, what is there to be sad about?" After that, the scholar said to the Taoist priest: "You and I are friends, if he sees red flower buds growing under the peony one day, and it is a five-leaf flower, it is me." But when he said no more, his son carried him home and died.

In the second year, sure enough, there were flower buds under the peony flowers, and the leaves happened to be five. The Taoist priest was very surprised and poured it even more diligently. Three years later, it was several feet tall and beautiful, but it never bloomed. The old Taoist priest asked his newly recruited disciples to take care of it, but his children were reckless and did not know how to cherish it, and saw that the flowers that Huang Shusheng had turned into never bloomed and did not bear fruit, so he cut it down as a weed. Unexpectedly, as soon as the flower died, the white peony soon withered and died, and the winter-resistant tree also died one after another.

Because this is the cause and effect, after many years, the past has become smoke, and the person who cut flowers back then is the current Zhou Yunhe, and Xiao Xie, Qiu Rong, and Tao Wangsan are the reincarnations of Peony, Camellia, and Huang Shusheng.

This is why Zhou Yunhe wants to save them!

Nothing is ever gratuitous.

Zhou Yunhe sighed: "I was an unintentional mistake, but it caused today's incident, my master once promised the scholar to take care of him in his previous life, but I killed him, so I compensate him." ”

Zhou Yunhe cut off a flower, and as a result, he killed Huang Shusheng by mistake, but the other two died because of it, which is really: I don't kill Boren, Boren died because of me.

When Zen heard this, he didn't know that this was Zhou Yunhe's anxiety because of guilt, and it was difficult to let go of this matter. Or is it his master's order, just to fulfill the promise of the year, otherwise how could he make a special trip for this matter with such a great power as him?

However, Liao Chan looked at Zhou Yunhe, and couldn't help but think in his heart at the moment: This Zhou Yunhe is really a first-class slut. Hands are so tight!