Ji Yuan’s words made the old beggar stunned for a moment. He looked at the old emperor’s body on the bed and then at Ji Yuan who had left. There was a rare complex look on his face.
“Hey…”
The old beggar sighed, turned and left.
There were loud cries inside and outside the palace, and the news of the emperor’s death spread to the outside world. Everyone in the palace, from the palace servants to the guards, knelt down facing the palace. News of Emperor Yuande’s death would soon be reported to the whole country.
The old beggar walked out of the palace wall in a few steps and saw Yin Chai leaving from a distance.
The old emperor’s soul has just left his body at this moment. There is an umbrella to block the skylight, so his soul is not hurt, and it has not been blown by the night wind. His popularity has not dissipated, so he is not essentially a ghost.
With a sudden thought in his heart, the old beggar simply used his magic power. In a few steps, he ran like flying and chased after him. When he passed by the edge of Yinsha, he pulled out a slender stick from the pocket of his rag shirt. The long red rope was thrown towards the old emperor’s soul.
Without Yin Chai and the old emperor DìDū noticing, the red rope was wrapped directly around the old emperor’s waist.
After doing this, the old beggar clapped his hands and left in the other direction.
Ji Yuan, who had taken a step early, stopped caring about the old beggar. Although he had found the man, he could not control the freedom of others. He left the palace alone and walked along Yongning Street in the bustling Gyeonggi Prefecture.
The streets are full of bustling vendors and people, many of whom come from all over the world. Even if they know the news of the old emperor’s death, for these people, it is just an “Oh” or “Oh” after dinner. .
“Mr. Ji stay, Mr. Ji stay!”
The old beggar’s voice came from behind. Ji Yuan stood still and looked back at him as he rushed to his side.
When the old beggar arrived, the two of them walked forward together.
“Mr. Ji is going back to Jizhou?”
“Go back first, and then go out for a walk after a while.”
Hearing Ji Yuan’s answer, the old beggar said “Oh”, and then seemed to have nothing to say, and the two of them walked towards the Tutu Temple.
Because the two of them were walking at an ordinary walking speed at the moment, when they arrived outside the Tutu Temple, the old beggar suddenly asked again.
“Mr. Ji, if the old emperor had grasped your mooncakes back then, would you have come out to give the old emperor some advice?”
Sometimes, Ji Yuan is a little helpless. These people who are not shallow in cultivation and advanced in Taoism always like to think too much, but in his opinion, some things are actually just one and two.
The old beggar was probably thinking about why he was suddenly attracted to the old emperor. Or maybe he had always been interested in him before, but today Ji Yuan just had some feelings and had a temporary idea.
“Mr. Lu, if he catches it, he catches it. Ji didn’t even think about such a thing. It’s just a piece of cake.”
“Didn’t you give it to me on purpose?”
The old beggar asked again. Ji Yuan originally wanted to reply, “You think too much,” but suddenly he lost interest in chatting with him.
“Now that things have happened, why should Mr. Lu think about this anymore?”
The old beggar also smiled.
“Mr. Ji, do you think talking to the old beggar is boring? Yes, in terms of cultivation and state of mind, the old beggar is far behind you. This Yang Zong was indeed worthy of the old beggar when he was about to die. Disciple, I am the one who has disappointed you.”
“Whether I am a disciple with a few breaths or not, the difference between life and death has different meanings for Yang Zong and me. The right way is that death of the body is like a lamp going out, and the body and soul are no longer perfect…”
Hearing what the old beggar said, Ji Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look at him. There seemed to be a deeper meaning behind his words?
“What? Mr. Lu now wants to take over Yang Zong? But you also said that death is like a lamp going out. Since you cared about the integrity of the body and soul before, you have changed your mind now?”
At this moment, the two of them had arrived at the Earth Temple, and the little beggar in the temple also ran out, which stopped the conversation between the two.
Because Ji Yuan and the old beggar were both exposed and did not use any tricks, Tu Tu Gong did not show up either.
“Grandpa Lu!”
Xiao You came running and jumping, the pockets of the beggar’s clothes were bulging, most likely they were tributes on the incense table, but with the character of the little beggar, he definitely didn’t steal them.
“Mr. Ji!”
When he arrived, the little beggar first saluted Ji Yuan and then approached the old beggar, offering him a treasure as if to show him the food in his pocket.
“Let’s go. Although it was given to you by the landowner, if the temple blessing sees it, he may have to chase him out with a broom!”
Ji Yuan made a joke, which made the little beggar change his face, and he quickly pulled the old beggar away.
The three of them just cupped their hands in the direction of the Earth Temple and turned around to leave. Ji Yuan and the old beggar continued their conversation after leaving for a while.
The old beggar finally got to know Ji Yuan a little bit now.
“Mr. Ji, you saw me beheading that day, did you find it strange?”
How could I have forgotten that matter? Ji Yuan also nodded and said bluntly.
“The old man was really beheaded that day, and he did not avoid it with blinding methods. The blood spattered was also real. It was indeed miraculous. If it is normal, even a cultivator would use magic and strengthen his body to protect his body. , beheading someone directly is also life-threatening.”
“Hey hey…”
The old beggar couldn’t help but smile, thinking that you finally have a plan and admire me for not being able to see through me.
“I’m going to take this disciple of Yang Zong. After he is punished by the underworld, he will go to the underworld in Gyeonggi Prefecture to ask for him. Don’t bother Mr. Ji to go with him, but please leave a letter of decree. There is still no need in Gyeonggi Prefecture.” It’s more about selling your face.”
“What’s so difficult about this? But Ji is very curious now. Is it possible to keep Yang Zong’s body and soul intact by listening to the old man’s advice?”
It is difficult for ghosts to practice, even if they follow the Shinto way, it is also very difficult. Because their bodies are imperfect, ghosts and gods who practice Dharma body and golden body are moving closer to completeness, and the old beggar does not mean to let his disciples follow the Shinto way. look like.
It was rare to see Ji Yuan’s serious and curious look on his face, and the old beggar suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.
“Old beggar, I have a special skill that I have been studying for a long time. Being beheaded back then was just the manifestation of one of the skills. A hundred years ago, I raised several jasper lotus sections. Now there are three to five flowers and more than ten lotus root sections. This thing is extremely precious, like several kinds of immortal bamboos in the world, it is the best at hiding and nourishing the departed soul. It can prevent Yang Zong’s new soul from falling into the ghost realm. After that, guess what the old beggar wants to do, Mr. Ji?”
When the old beggar talked about Jasper Lotus, a picture popped up in Ji Yuan’s mind, that of a chubby child wearing a red bellyband and holding a red damask while stepping on a ring of fire.
“Mr. Lu, don’t you want to tell Ji that you not only want to use the lotus root of the Blue Moon Lotus to reshape Yang Zong’s real body?”
The old beggar was waiting for Ji Yuan to say “I really don’t know” before telling him an unexpected answer. However, when he heard Ji Yuan’s words, he was dumbfounded and blurted out.
“Can you guess this too!?”
Do I still need to guess?
The corner of Ji Yuan’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch, and another picture appeared in his mind. It was the old emperor Yang Zong, who was haggard, full of spots, and not angry and self-proud. Moreover, the picture of the old emperor was different from the one beside him. Nezha is gradually reuniting.
“Hiss…”
This scene is hard to imagine.
“Uh, what’s wrong with you, Mr. Ji?”
“Mr. Lu, you are going to reshape Yang Zong’s body. Are you going to make it look like a child or keep it as it is?”
The old beggar was even more confused. Ji Yuan was not surprised at all. He did not say anything strange but was instead concerned about some strange issues.
“Of course we want to maintain the original appearance. Is there any benefit to having a child?”
Ji Yuan’s reaction made the old beggar stop thinking about it.
“No, no, no, just keep it as it is, it’s not good for children!”
Ji Yuan waved his hand, which made the old beggar look at him suspiciously. To the old beggar, Ji Yuan had always been mysterious, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. He could only ask for the letter and then I took Xiaoyou to Yinsi together.
It’s a pity that Ji Yuan won’t be able to see anything for the time being. Yang Zong’s underworld punishment will last for a long time. Watching people being tortured is probably not his hobby.
The old beggar’s Blue Moon Lotus is kept elsewhere, and the old beggar is always unwilling to reveal his true roots. After all, it is a special magic method that will definitely not be seen by outsiders.
After several insinuations, the old beggar just pretended to be stupid. Ji Yuan thought that he would not be able to see the process of pinching people in the future, so he finally said goodbye and left.
. . .
The death of the old emperor was indeed a major event in Dazhen, but it seemed to be nothing, at least it had no impact on ordinary people.
Except for the heated discussion over tea and dinner in the first few days when we learned the news, we still have to figure out how to live our lives in the future.
In the blink of an eye, the last day of the year of Ding Hai has arrived.
On the eve of the New Year, every household in Jizhou has put up red couplets on the windows, and hung up red lanterns if possible. Large households have prepared firecrackers and other items early, not to mention that every household must prepare them carefully. New Year’s Eve dinner.
In the Wei family residence in Desheng Mansion, a woman was sitting in the house, looking absently at the door.
“It’s New Year’s Eve again…”
After a while, it started to snow outside.
“Woman, it’s cold, do you want me to close the door?”
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“No, it’s nice to see the snow.”
At this moment, outside the gate of Wei Mansion, four people were walking towards the door. The two leading ones were walking in a hurry, looking impatient.
“Stop, who are you? Why are you here in front of my Wei Mansion?”
Wei Wuwei took off the hood of his cloak, revealing a chubby face.
“What do you think!”
“Master!” “Master!”
Several concierges and servants nearby suddenly burst into excitement. Wei Yuansheng had long been impatient and ran directly into the house, shouting all the way to the inner house.
“Mother…I’m back…Mother, Yuansheng is back…!”
The voice was not only loud but also penetrating, reaching far into the depths of the inner palace.
The woman sitting in the room stood up immediately.
“Xiao Cui, did you hear that?”
“It seems that the young master is back?”
While he was talking, Wei Yuansheng, who was walking like the wind, had already run to his mother’s house based on his memory.
“Mother!”
Mushi looked at the seven or eight-year-old child in front of her. Although he was much older, he still recognized Wei Yuansheng at a glance.
“Yuan Sheng!” “Mother!”
Wei Yuansheng jumped directly into Mu’s arms and restrained his strength so as not to knock her down.
“Why haven’t you come back to see my mother for so long? Why haven’t you come home for so long…My mother thought she would never see you again…”
The five years of waiting have been too long. Mu couldn’t hold back her tears and burst into tears.