Chapter 30: A Great Improvement in Mood

Si Cang pulled Duan Anluo into a quiet room where an old Taoist priest, his hair and beard all white, sat in meditation beneath the statues of the Three Pure Ones. His robe, washed to a pale white, was meticulously worn over his emaciated body. He breathed shallowly and remained motionless, like a statue.

The magnetic field here is very clean, with a natural energy that embraces everything. Duan Anluo's impetuous heart calmed down all of a sudden.

The old Taoist slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Duan Anluo. A flash of shock appeared in his eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Si Cang pushed Duan Anluo forward and said, "Master Zhou, please take a look at what's going on with his soul."

Duan Anluo was surprised: "Master? Didn't you say your master is dead?"

The old Taoist seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile, "I can't bear to be called Master by him. I only gave him guidance twice when he was young."

The old Taoist stood up and moved his robe upwards, and Duan Anluo saw his legs - two artificial legs, reflecting a cold color.

The old Taoist noticed his gaze and said nonchalantly, "Compared to the pain of your three souls and seven spirits being torn apart, this is nothing."

Duan Anluo performed a Taoist salute to the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest was very powerful.

The old Taoist dodged the salute and bowed respectfully to Duan Anluo. Both of them knew what the salute meant, and the old Taoist recognized Duan Anluo's identity.

This made Duan Anluo feel embarrassed. If he was not mistaken, this old Taoist was six times older than him.

Taoist Priest Zhou asked them to sit down. "Your soul was torn apart. Normally, your soul would have been scattered. However, the Heavenly Dao protected you from death and forced you to reincarnate. It's just that your soul is incomplete, and it is slightly different from that of an ordinary person."

The old Taoist studied his brows and said, "Now, your broken soul is complete. Si Cang has also escaped death because of you. The past is all gone, and everything in the future will change with opportunities. There is no need to cling to anything. No matter when, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue is practicing the right way."

Duan Anluo nodded, and his mind suddenly became clear.

The old Taoist priest was right, he didn't need to worry so much.

He should have died, but heaven allowed him to be reborn and thoughtfully prepared parents and relatives for him.

He didn't need to resist all that was arranged by Heaven. Whether it was his previously damaged soul or his parents and relatives, he could accept it calmly.

Good or bad, everything has its own cause and effect.

Now that you are here, make the most of it.

If it exists, then accept it.

The highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without contention. Because it does not contend, it has no blame.

Practice, cultivate your mind, follow your heart, and follow the natural way.

Thinking of this, Duan Anluo suddenly felt his mind clear and his whole body relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, countless spiritual energies rushed into his spiritual platform, actively repairing the wounds on his soul, and even his frail body began to feel the warmth.

Duan Anluo sat cross-legged and suddenly had an epiphany.

In the blink of an eye, Master Zhou saw that Duan Anluo, who had just been talking, had entered a state of meditation. The surrounding spiritual energy spontaneously penetrated into his body, repairing his scarred body.

Although the spiritual energy has revived now, it is far from reaching the abundant level it had before. Now, a spiritual energy vortex has formed above Duan Anluo's head.

The old Taoist sighed: "This talent is too terrifying!"

After saying this, he looked at Si Cang and said, "My useless disciple said that you have a very noble destiny and can protect the people. Although he did something bad with good intentions, he was not wrong in this point." He glanced at Duan Anluo meaningfully, then at Si Cang, and said something confusing: "Protect the people, protect the people."

After saying that, he slowly walked out of the quiet room and went to the end of the corridor. He could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Taoist Zhou wiped the blood from his mouth with a pale face. He finally got a glimpse of the secret and knew too much.

Duan Anluo entered into a state of meditation for more than three hours. When he woke up, Taoist Zhou was still meditating, but Si Cang was not there.

He checked and found that although the wound on his soul had not healed, it was no longer as obvious. His headache was gone and he had more strength.

He clenched his fists and felt the spiritual energy recovering in his body, which was actually only three-tenths recovered!

If Si Cang had not brought him here by force, he would not have had the opportunity today. Duan Anluo shook his hands and thought, forget it, he would not bother with a warrior.

Duan Anluo originally wanted to ask Taoist Zhou what the memories in the book left behind by the original body were, but he found that Taoist Zhou had entered a state of meditation. He didn't feel comfortable disturbing him anymore, so he bowed to him gratefully, quietly went out, and closed the door for him.

Then he sent a message to Si Cang: Where are you?

The Duan family's problems were solved, his own life experience was clear, his state of mind was elevated, his injuries had healed a lot, and he had strength in his body. He was happy today, and he wanted to eat something good.

After sending the message, Duan Anluo changed Si Cang's note from "first-class thug" to "martial artist".

Wu Fu: Go downstairs.

Duan Anluo waited downstairs for two minutes. Si Cang drove over. After getting in, Duan Anluo said while tightening his seatbelt, "Send a copy to the Duan family when the results come out. I won't be going back yet."

His profession suffers from five drawbacks and three deficiencies. The five drawbacks are: widowerhood, orphanage, loneliness, and disability; the three deficiencies are: money, life, and power. Other mystics only have one of these, and he had no idea how many in his past life. Regardless, money is the only thing that can hold on to him.

This life is even more outrageous, and I have no money left.

He didn't know if these things would come true again. He didn't care and would be buried wherever he died, but he couldn't care less about his family. He was afraid that they would die again.

Si Cang's eyes swept over his face. The sickly boy's face actually had some color on it, and his vitality was much stronger. He no longer looked sick and would die if just one poke.

"Let's go eat first. I'm hungry." Duan Anluo glanced around. "Is there anything delicious? I'll treat you, but I only have 134 yuan."

Si Cang drove the car to a private restaurant and parked in the exclusive parking space. Before getting out of the car, Duan Anluo asked, "Is it expensive?"

“Not expensive.”

"That'll do."

The boss obviously knew Si Cang. He led the two of them to a private room as soon as they arrived. Without waiting for them to order, the boss personally brought over six dishes and a bowl of soup. "This is a new dish in our restaurant. Please try it."

Si Cang was obviously used to it and skillfully handed the chopsticks to Duan Anluo.

Duan Anluo took it and said: This is Si Cang’s own invitation, not that he didn’t want to.

He originally wanted to take Si Cang to eat spicy skewers, the kind that was full of technology and hard work.

After dinner, Si Cang sent Duan Anluo directly home. When they arrived at the snack street near Xuanmen, Duan Anluo got off the car and bought a lot of food, including grilled cold noodles, grilled squid, starch sausage, grilled chicken legs, spicy crayfish, and a few snacks.

Last wallet balance: 0.5

Very good, keep it for having children.

Si Cang glanced at his stomach and asked, "Are you not full?"

Duan Anluo said with a smile: "Bring dinner to Yuan'er and Xiaobai."

"You're giving this to Bailong?"

Duan Anluo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm very good at raising them. I have experience."

When there was no food to eat, Xiaobai even ate grass roots, and now he has lived to this age.

Si Cang is good to Xiaobai in every way except that he is too meticulous and has almost spoiled the child.

He didn't let Si Cang accompany him the rest of the way. He wanted to walk on solid ground and feel the extent of his body's recovery.

The temperature was currently at 37 degrees Celsius, but even that couldn't dampen people's enthusiasm for food. The streets were bustling with people, some heading to the snack street in groups of three or five. Duan Anluo, with his back to the setting sun, walked for over ten minutes in the sweltering heat. He worked up a sweat and walked home feeling elated.

Si Cang watched for a while, making sure that he would not suddenly faint on the side of the road, and then drove away.

"Yuan'er? Xiaobai? I'm back!" Duan Anluo pushed open the door and saw an iron cage in the living room with three weasels locked inside.

Xiaobai coiled himself into a large circle, enclosing the cage inside him. The three weasels huddled in a corner of the cage, shivering.

Seeing Duan Anluo coming back, Xiaobai happily crawled over and touched Duan Anluo's hand with his head.

Duan Anluo rubbed its head, and Xiaobai happily crawled back and continued to stare at the three weasels.

The weasel was devastated when he saw this scene: this snake was coiled like a dog by this human, how ferocious must he be?

Jiang Yuan ran out of the kitchen: "Master is back? I was just about to make cold noodles."

"No need to cook, I bought some food." Duan Anluo put a lot of food on the table and pointed at the cage and asked, "Why are there only three of them?"

Jiang Yuan pointed at the yellow-haired one: "This is the one you caught. The lighter-colored one in the middle is its grandfather. The one with the lightest color is its grandfather's third uncle."

In short, I caught one by one. I caught three in total, and they were all real ones.

The spirits cannot stay away from the body for too long, so they brought the little grandson's body with them.

Jiang Yuan bought a dog cage on a second-hand website and Xiao Bai threw them all in. If Jiang Yuan hadn't stopped them from eating, they would have died long ago.

The last one was much larger than the other two, and had the lightest fur, with white hair already showing on either side of its ears. It was sleek and shiny, with eyes that darted around, making it look like the most cunning creature.

Duan Anluo squatted down and asked seriously, "Do you still have a grandfather? Is your grandfather white-haired?"

Before the most accomplished one could say anything, the youngest one spoke up: "You'd better let us go! You can't afford to offend our ancestors!"

Duan Anluo nodded: "I understand."

After taking a shower, he went to twist the rope.

The two older ones held the younger one down and beat him up: "You unfilial offspring! You won't give up until you kill the whole clan!"

"Yuan'er, go buy ten pounds of chicken legs tomorrow and have these three roast them, and you take them to the street to sell them." At night, Duan Anluo twisted the rope while instructing Jiang Yuan that he had to find a way to make money now. At least he had to earn enough money to buy the glass before he could let them go.

It’s not certain about that ancestor. If it has white hair, Duan Anluo plans to catch it and keep it as a guardian deity.

He had already thought of the words for the sign: On the left: Cultivating the mind and body in the deep mountains. On the right: Leaving the ancient cave and becoming famous. Above: All wishes will be granted!

Jiang Yuan's cheeks were bulging from eating, and he fed Xiaobai while he ate. When he heard Duan Anluo's words, he quickly responded, "Don't worry, tomorrow is Saturday. I'll do my homework during the day and set up the stall in the evening."

At this time, the president of the branch union where Jiang Yuan was located received a message in the group.

A loving errand runner, mission accomplished: Hey chapter presidents, does anyone have a high school student who looks silly, clueless, and easily gullible? Urgent!

I am a poor monk whose six senses are not yet pure, but I love China: How can a fool get into high school?

The abbot of Dinghaifeng Temple: Today's high school students are more active than adults. Besides, there are few students in the society, and they are all assigned to the school to secretly protect their classmates. How can there be any stupid students?

Hulai Cliff Cave Master: There are no stupid ones, but do you want a naughty one? He can act recklessly, endure hardships, and take a beating.

Let me ask first, what are you looking for? Is it dangerous?

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Jiang Yuan: You are not talking about me, are you?