064. Li Gua
He didn't feel it when he was at Zhanlong Mountain, but after being out for so long, Qingling had a very clear understanding of his unlucky fate.
According to Zhu Lezhi and the others, ghosts and evil spirits are actually rare in this world. There is the underworld below and the heaven above. It is not like the chaotic period thousands of years ago, so most of the ghosts left in the mortal world are the ones who have escaped the net.
Even so, Qingling had no peace along the way. He had a connection with ghosts and evil practitioners, and he saw more ghosts than people.
"Can you take my bag with you next time?" Qing Ling couldn't help but kick Shang Changheng with his bare feet.
If you have nothing in your hands and meet a ghost, then it is just waiting to be eaten by people, and the bones, flesh and soul will be used as nutrients.
Then the foot was held by Shang Changheng.
"Then I'll remember it next time." Shang Changheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "But I'm here, what are you afraid of?"
Qing Ling pulled his foot back and wanted to kick again, but then he felt it was pointless, so he rolled his eyes and asked, "Can you kill someone?"
Shang Changheng immediately wanted to defend himself and prove to Qingling that he could protect him. However, as soon as he said the word "I", he was interrupted by Qingling: "You can't. It's okay if you don't bring money. At least you won't be homeless on the streets, but you still have to bring the magic weapon."
Because it can save lives.
Qing Ling has always been a casual person. For example, now he will just wait for the person to arrive and then give the money. But when it comes to life, he cannot be careless.
Seek stability in everything.
Shang Changheng: “…”
He still thought Qingling's cowardly and calculating look was cute.
"It's not that I can't kill him, it's just not worth it." Shang Changheng sat forward and smoothed down a strand of hair that was sticking up from Qingling's temples. "Qingling, you don't have to worry so much. Even if I really meet someone I can't defeat, it won't be a problem to take you and escape."
He spoke very calmly about his escape.
If you can't win, just leave. At worst you can get back at him another day.
But it was this man who was guarding the precarious Great Zhou in the midst of the storm. Regardless of whether he was killed by that Taizhu in the end, Qingling knew that Shang Changheng would shed his last drop of blood for the Great Zhou.
"You don't have to be afraid of me." Shang Changheng added, "At least I will protect you, Qingling, until the cause and effect in the world of the living are resolved."
Qingling felt that Shang Changheng's tone was different from before. It seemed to be mixed with disappointment and helplessness, and no longer the gloomy and gloomy resentment and murderous intent.
"What if?" Qing Ling whispered, "What if you can't take care of me?"
"Then you can call my soul." Shang Changheng's voice was full of laughter, and it seemed very gentle, "You call me, and I will come."
Qing Ling hastily looked away, his hands tightly grasping the corner of his clothes and rubbing them. He felt a little inexplicably ashamed, and... strangely excited. His emotions were all intertwined in a mess, and he was immersed in this colorful web. Only Shang Changheng's voice was extremely clear, ringing in his ears across a thousand years and through the four seasons.
——I will always protect you, Qingling.
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It would take two hours to enter the city from Mingci Temple, but because Qiu Ping delayed the time, Zhu Lezhi and Miao Yuan had to rush into the city overnight. As a result, the gate of Gujin City was closed in the second half of the night, and no one was allowed to enter without a pass.
We couldn't get into the city, so we had to spend the night in the carriage.
Zhu Lezhi was fiddling with her gadgets when she heard Miao Yuan ask, "Donor Zhu, why on earth did you follow them?"
"Hmm?" Zhu Lezhi blinked. "Didn't I tell you to gain experience? Well, if we capture Qiu Ping, I will be the young master of the Zhu family."
"How could the next head of the Zhu family go out to gain experience alone?" Miao Yuan lowered his eyes. "Even if there are no elders from the clan accompanying him, at least there will be peers. Lincang is a remote place, and the timing of my passing by Lincang is so coincidental. And you, Mr. Zhu... seem to know something about the Qing family."
Zhu Lezhi was still smiling. She was a pretty girl with innocent eyes like autumn water.
She asked with a smile: "Why do you think so?"
There was silence for a few moments.
Miao Yuan shook his head.
"Forget it." He chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then spoke, "Benefactor, no matter what you want to do, the young master of the Qing family is already intelligent, and the evil spirits around him are even more vicious, so you'd better take care of yourself."
Along the way, except for Shang Changheng occasionally pointing out the location of his grave, the rest of the route was almost entirely determined by Zhu Lezhi.
Of course, one has to pass the inn at the foot of the mountain to enter and exit Yuzhou, but before entering the city, Shang Changheng said that there was no his body here. To the north, which borders Yuzhou, is the direction of Qinzhou, with many plains, and to the south is the direction of Dingzhou, with many mountains and waterways. It would be more convenient to take the water route to Dingzhou, but Zhu Lezhi used the carriage and the horses as an excuse and still took the road to Yuzhou.
When she was at the inn at the foot of the mountain, she once mentioned Qiu Ping intentionally or unintentionally.
If it is not a coincidence, then it can only be a case of murder with a borrowed knife.
Miao Yuan knew that he could see that Zhu Lezhi told more lies than truth, so how could the man and the ghost not know that? They just had their own thoughts and didn't expose each other's faults.
"Hey, little master, you worry too much." Zhu Lezhi said calmly, "Everyone has selfish thoughts. I am just an ordinary person, a commoner, a peddler, and I can't make any waves. After a thousand years, no one wants the chaos of the Six Kingdoms and Eighteen Tribes to happen again."
Miao Yuan said nothing.
She mentioned the wars among the six kingdoms and eighteen tribes. It was after the fall of the Zhou Dynasty that the world was divided and many heroes emerged. At that time, people in the world were neither human nor ghost.
To ordinary people, it is a military disaster, but to practitioners, it is a catastrophe.
And bringing it up at this time seems to have... ulterior motives.
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Daybreak.
Qingling finally waited for the two people to enter the city. Thanks to Zhu Lezhi's eyes, he found the man and the ghost in the inn smoothly.
When the three of them were eating breakfast at the table on the first floor, Luo Jia came down the stairs. He almost locked onto Qing Ling's figure at first sight. Such a rare medicine was really hard to come by. Whether in the eyes of evil spirits or cultivators, it was a precious thing.
thing.
Not human.
A man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure; some people are guilty just for standing there.
Qing Ling who was sitting was one of these people.
He was too sensitive to malice, so he looked up abruptly and met those staring eyes. At one glance, he knew that this was the monk Itxi who had stood at their door last night. His attire was different from the gray robe of Miaoyuan. He wore a cassock over a yellow robe. Both his monk's hat and cassock were embroidered with scriptures in exquisite gold thread. He also wore Buddhist beads and Buddhist instruments.
The small drum on his waist looked like a child's rattle, except that the smoothly polished stick looked like bone. In broad daylight, this monk had a very strong negative aura.
Zhu Lezhi and Miaoyuan also looked over at the same time.
Shang Changheng is still in the jade pendant on Qingling's chest. Although Qingling is a pure yin body, he is still a living person after all, and his fate is not so good. He usually holds back his yin energy and tries not to let Qingling be affected.
So in Luojia's opinion, he had no idea that Qingling was the person in the room last night, he just felt that he had come across a rare treasure on the road.
What else is there to think about? Just grab it and it’s yours.
As for the two people sitting next to him, they seemed to be righteous people from the Central Plains. Luo Jia was not afraid of them. He had killed many people like them.
"Where are you looking?" Zhu Lezhi slammed his chopsticks on the table, his bandit spirit revealed again, "If you don't want the eyeballs anymore, just tell the girl directly. It's not a big deal to dig them out for you. It's boring to just look at them."
Luo Jia said nothing, just looked at Qing Ling deeply, then picked a table to sit at.
He originally wanted to check out and leave, but now he changed his mind.
"I really..." Zhu Lezhi laughed angrily, "Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost, just wait for death."
Qing Ling put down his chopsticks after eating, thinking that digging out someone's eyes was just persuasion, and this girl had a bad temper, but he was very calm, "Whatever."
"He has a magic weapon made from ghosts." Miao Yuan lowered his voice, "It's made from human bones. It must be the monks from its west. Their magic weapons are mostly made from various human bones, flesh, blood and souls. When Daxia was suppressing the rebellions of various countries, the Yinxing people also fought. Itxi lost miserably and ordered them not to set foot in Daxia for a hundred years."
The underworld has its own rules.
Shady business is also a business. Whoever breaks the rules will be punished by everyone.
"It's been over a hundred years. The ban can't stop them." Zhu Lezhi's face suddenly became heavy. She thought for a moment and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Let's go when you're full." Qingling saw that she had something to say, so he went back to the guest room with a few people. Three people had three rooms. They entered the room that Qingling had stayed in last night. Shang Changheng's yin energy instantly enveloped the guest room.
Zhu Lezhi was relieved and spoke, "The Zhu family in Tongzhou is a Yinxing family that was passed down from ancient times. In the inheritance of the Yinxing in Daxia today, it can be regarded as the leader. The clan members have also received clan orders to go out for training. When I left home, my father cast a hexagram, which was the Li hexagram, with upper Li and lower Li, and the ninth and fourth lines, which mean sudden, burning, death, and abandonment. The disaster is accompanied by death and abandonment, which is extremely dangerous."
This divination sounded very ominous, Qing Ling frowned and asked, "Does it mean that you will be in danger on this trip?"
Zhu Lezhi was interrupted by him and just shook his head, then continued: "This hexagram is not for me. This year, there are always people from vassal states who are secretly setting foot in the Middle Earth. Your Majesty is now... old, and this hexagram is about the fate of the country."
"National destiny?" Miao Yuan couldn't remain calm.
The divination of the nation's destiny had brought out such a disastrous sign, so it was not a matter of whether Zhu Lezhi would be in danger. He remembered the troubled times that Zhu Lezhi had mentioned last night. If he was not careful, the troubles of the troubled times would happen again.
"Well, after this divination, my father's foundation was damaged, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me to come out and gain experience in a hurry." Zhu Lezhi smiled bitterly, "I am the only daughter of my father. Now seeing that Yuzhou's Yin business is so rotten, and there is also that big monk from the west, I am a little... worried."
Troubled times.
Who isn’t afraid?
Times of chaos will eat away at people. Even in times of peace and prosperity, some people still have a hard time living. When times of chaos really come, human life is worth less than grass.
"The situation in the world cannot be changed by one person." Miao Yuan turned the rosary in his hand one by one, "But someone in the Yinxing Xuanmen is causing trouble, and I can still intervene."
Qing Ling lowered his eyes and glanced at the dragon pendant on his chest.
That is the Emperor's Jade of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The evil look of death and abandonment that Zhu Lezhi described made him shudder all over. The change of dynasties would always be accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. After the fall of the ancient Zhou Dynasty, the chaotic times recorded in history books were still before his eyes.
He subconsciously touched the dragon ring pendant, and when he felt the cold and yin energy, the fear in his heart gradually weakened.
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