Although they were sure that the evil spirit had been eliminated, in order to avoid any omissions, Yin Xiu and others still set up a square table in the house that night after using the spell by the river, and lit a fire to eat vegetables and drink wine, just as a vigil. While having fun. Xiaosheng, Wei Dahong's nephew, was originally "just" a child who was drowned and could not cause trouble. But because Wei Dahong and others hastily packed him up and buried him, it was okay if he didn't practice dharma, and they buried him next to the river where he drowned. It was originally a water disaster, but now that water is added to the water, it will inevitably turn into a ghost and cause mischief. Fortunately, he has just become a fierce ghost, and his moral character is not good enough to harm people. He can only harm some poultry and livestock. But last night, he even killed a big buffalo. This shows that he is getting stronger and stronger. Even cattle like Creatures that have something to do with yin and yang are no longer afraid. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before someone is harmed. "Unlike those who catch a substitute in the water, he doesn't just have to harm one or two. This kind of guy has resentment, and he will never give up until the resentment is completely exhausted." Liu Banxian threw a peanut into his mouth. "What if it runs out?" Ma Xiaoyu asked. She obviously doesn't know all about ghosts.
"Is it all used up?" Liu Banxian scratched his head and said, "Maybe it will disappear, or it may be an epiphany and become a ghost immortal." "Isn't that right? A fierce ghost can also become an immortal?" Hai Dongqing, who had been just drinking and eating, couldn't help but his eyes widened with disbelief on his face. "Is it weird?" Liu Banxian picked up the wine pot again and filled several people's glasses with wine. Perhaps because he was frightened by the situation Liu Banxian said, Wei Tianyou didn't dare to hide anything anymore. He even dug out the daughter's red that had been left in his backyard for many years and gave it to several people as food for the vigil. "call!" After exhaling a sigh of satisfaction, Liu Banxian continued to speak under Hai Dongqing's gaze. "Actually, becoming an immortal or something does not mean that you become a [good person]. It means that good people have reached the end. Bad people can also become immortals. Isn't it strange? Becoming an immortal is just a stage, not a gift from God. In fact, God doesn't care about this. For example, according to records in ancient books, there are some Taoist priests and bandits who kill people, set fires, and rob homes and homes all day long. There are also those who are so murderous that they can't sleep without killing someone every day, so that there are dead bones under the bed. Such a person, even though he was arrested and executed by Ling Chi, one day he suddenly realized his enlightenment and ascended to immortality on the spot. Do you think there is any justice in that? Is it reasonable? Because of this, future generations have to help him tell this lie? Just tell others that he killed people, set people on fire, chopped people up and ascended to heaven? They are all Taoist priests and monks. How can they tell you about fighting and killing? Isn’t this teaching bad things to children?
So I can only make up a name like enlightenment and enlightenment through killing. Oh, you can achieve enlightenment and ascend by killing someone? How come those who kill pigs and dogs don’t ascend? " "Can this be the same?" Hai Dongqing frowned. "What's the difference? They're just ordinary creatures, it's no big deal." Liu Banxian was obviously satisfied with his drink and burped. "So, whether you can become an immortal or not depends more on your personal strength and opportunities. It doesn't mean that you will become an immortal if you do ten thousand good deeds, nor does it mean that you will go to hell if you kill many people and will never be reincarnated.
Even if you become an immortal, your original temperament will probably be the same after you become an immortal. You can't be a bad person before you become an immortal and become a great good person after ascending, right? " Hai Dongqing nodded in confusion, "But I've never heard of anyone harming others after becoming an immortal." "You just don't understand." Liu Banxian smiled and said: "It's like when you see a few ants when you are walking, when you were a child, you would inevitably stop and pinch them to death one by one. But now that you are an adult, you have never seen anything. They are just a few ants. They cannot catch your eye at all, so you are too lazy to do anything. So it’s not that you’ve changed your gender and have to be a good person, it’s just that you don’t bother to take action. " After a pause, Liu Banxian asked again: "By the way, little brother, have you ever killed anyone?" When Hai Dongqing was asked this question, his originally relaxed face turned a little solemn. After being silent for a while, he shook his head and said, "I kill all beasts." "understood." Yin Xiu changed the subject, "Becoming an immortal or a ghost is not an easy task." As he said that, he looked at the night sky outside the window again, "In another hour, can we take a shower and go to bed?" "It's almost as if the peak of Yin Qi has passed." Liu Banxian picked up his fingers and said, "After tonight, nothing will happen. Then nothing will really happen." "That's best." Ma Xiaoyu stretched and said, "I'm not used to staying up late." "But we always acted at night before, and you never said that at that time." Yin Xiu said with a smile. "It's different," Ma Xiaoyu glanced at him, "It's very different. I used to fight with those vampires and monsters. Now I'm just waiting for the evil spirits to come to my door. I don't know if there are any. Isn't it boring? Why not come here? It’s over!” "You can't come! You can't come!" Wei Dahong walked in with a pot of grouse, white smoke coming out of his mouth and the pot. "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient. Squirt some saliva into it later, won't it be ruined?" Liu Banxian said. "Hey, I'm so nervous." Wei Dahong put the chicken down and rubbed his red fingers, "It's not easy. In recent years, there have been wars and famines. I always hope that there will be fewer things to do, so that we don't get caught up in everything." "How can there be famine in Liaodong?" Hai Dongqing didn't seem to be interested in the grouse in the pot. He just filled a bowl of soup and drank it in small sips. "Since I was a child, I have only heard of people dying of freezing, but never of anyone dying of hunger. We can't eat rice, steamed buns, and cornmeal, right? When we start spring here, we just grab a handful of seeds and throw them into the ground. In autumn, You can also harvest food from one place.” "What if there are no seeds left?" There was a hint of gloom in Wei Dahong's expression, "Recently, entire villages in some villages have disappeared and become deserted. It's not because of poor harvests, severe droughts or floods, or anything like that, it's purely because of the war, Beard. When the rebels come, they have to take a wave, and when the army comes, they have to take a wave.
Sometimes the officers and soldiers were defeated, and the rebels and horse bandits were everywhere, robbing this and that endlessly. In the past, each village had its own beard. Those people usually lived in the mountains and came to the village to collect grain when the harvest was harvested. They didn't bother each other on weekdays. Even if they saw you on the roadside, they would help you push the cart and pack your things. Woolen cloth. If you encounter a famine, they have to give you food for fear that you will starve to death and not receive any money next year. Wherever it is now, everyone is thinking about a one-time deal, and there is no tomorrow for those who rob, and run away without leaving a grain of food. If that's the case, wouldn't the whole village have to run away? I can't live anymore. " "Are there any beards around here?" Yin Xiu asked. "Decades ago, there was a group of people. I heard this from my father. Later, the Tianshan Mountains were haunted. They all died in miserable ways. After that, no one dared to go to that mountain, let alone occupy it. King, no one even digs wild vegetables anymore.” "That's really a strange thing." Liu Banxian said. Ren Qi obviously didn't intend to listen to their idle chatter. He went straight to the point and looked at Wei Dahong. "Hey, when are you leaving? To Changbai Mountain?" "The day after tomorrow at the earliest, or the day after tomorrow." Wei Dahong straightened his back, "I have already asked people to go to the nearby port to call the young man back, and let them have a comfortable night at home tomorrow night. We will Just hitch up the carriage, load up the luggage and set off, with three carriages and ten horses, it will be more than enough for this trip." "That's best. After all, this trip is very urgent." Yin Xiu took out a note from her arms and handed it to Wei Dahong, "Can you help me buy these things?" Wei Dahong took the note, glanced at it, and frowned, "It's a little difficult, but not very difficult." "You held the note backwards." "Oh……" Wei Dahong smiled sheepishly, "I don't read much." "I see it." Yin Xiu handed the note to Hai Dongqing, "You go with him." Hai Dongqing didn't answer, just folded his hands, "This doesn't seem to be my responsibility." "It is indeed not your responsibility, but this is your errand. We are very conspicuous. You don't want us to stop eating before we start this trip, right?" "Xie Cai?" A smile appeared on Hai Dongqing's cold face, "You learned the Liaodong dialect well." "If you just say a few words casually, it won't be a problem." "Then why don't you go?" Hai Dongqing pushed the note in front of Yin Xiu again. "I said, you have to go." Yin Xiu pushed the note back. "But……"
"There's nothing good about it." Yin Xiu took out a few more silver coins from his pocket, "If that's the case, is it okay?" "of course can." Hai Dongqing reached out and swept a few silver coins from the table into his hand. …… Although Old Wooden Port sounds like a dilapidated port, it looks even more dilapidated on the surface than it actually is. But here, there are a lot of things circulating, especially in the black market. Many things that should not appear in the market in the north are priced on the black market. As a hunter, Hai Dongqing not only has a sense of smell for wild beasts in the forest, but his nose is also very sensitive and can smell the stench of money transactions. After taking Wei Dahong and others into the port and instructing them to purchase the corresponding supplies, Hai Dongqing came to an inconspicuous medicinal shop alone. There are several baskets of herbs placed at the entrance of this medicinal herb shop. They are all old things that will mold with you at a glance. So it is deserted and has its own reason for being deserted. Hai Dongqing walked into the drug store and went straight to the counter. There stood a thin old man wearing glasses and holding a brush in his hand, recording something on it. When a guest came in, he didn't even raise his eyelids and just continued to do his own thing until Hai Dongqing spoke. "I want a penny of bezoars, half a penny of astragalus, two taels of lotus seeds, and half a pound of American ginseng." The old man rolled his eyes upward and said, "Madam, are you pregnant?" "It's not expensive, she's just a woman married with eight taels of gold." Hai Dongqing replied. "Did Brother Dong introduce you here?" the old man asked in a low voice. "Yes," Hai Dongqing nodded, "Before he went south to do business, he told me that if he needed anything, he could come here to find you." "I'm not running a charity here." "I'm not looking for help." Hai Dongqing opened his sleeves and placed a gold bar on the table. The old man casually put his hand on the table, and he took the gold bar in his hand and squeezed it. "Well, it's a very generous portion of noodle fish." As he said that, he looked at Hai Dongqing again and confirmed that this outfit was not his disguise, but that he was originally dressed like this, because there was a strange smell on Hai Dongqing's body that could not be concealed, coming from those mountain and forest beasts. Although it can't be said to smell bad, it is far from the smell of ordinary people. "Your master gave this to you?" "I have no master, only a boss, but that's not what you should ask."
"I understand," the old man nodded. "We only need to sell the goods and count the money. If the amount is enough, we don't care about anything else. Don't ask." "That's right, you only have to sell and I only have to buy. We can't take care of other things." Hai Dongqing tore off half of the note Yin Xiu gave him last night and handed it to the old man - the other half was ordinary supplies and had been handed over to Wei Dahong and others to purchase. The old man hid the note in his hand and glanced at it. To an outsider, this action seemed like he was counting the palm prints in his hand. Then he saw the first item and his expression changed slightly: "With so many explosives, are you going to fight?" Hai Dongqing just said calmly: "This kind of weight should not be a problem for the reserves of a well-known old store like yours." "Famous old store?" The old man shook his head, "You can't be famous. If you become famous in our line of work, you will lose your head." Hai Dongqing just smiled and didn't take it seriously. The brokers who engage in these gray activities have already cleaned themselves up before doing anything. Even if the buyer commits some heinous crime, these people can just pass by the other party as if nothing has happened, and then quickly disappear. nautical miles. To think of being so secretive and without others is just being cautious and hard-hearted. "How about these items, can you get them done today?" "It's no problem. These days, if you have money and brothers, you will be fast. Please..." Before the old man finished speaking, the hand holding the paper paused in the air, then his pupils dilated, and the note disappeared silently. When Hai Dongqing saw his expression, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and his scalp wrapped under his felt hat almost exploded. But he didn't look back, he just pretended to be picking and asking about the medicinal materials. The ordinary customer didn't seem to notice anything strange behind him. In this way, the old man also pretended to be nonchalant, and suppressed his nervousness and asked: "Gentlemen, what do you want to order?" Military Lord? Hai Dongqing tried his best to use the corner of his eyes to look behind him. What came into view were pairs of calloused, steady but rough hands, as well as the dark handles and scabbards of the swords. (End of chapter)