Chapter 85: Eating wind and drinking dew Hecun Zhongshan Ghost Scholar squinted his eyes and watched...
Kamura
Heavy Mountain
The ghost scholar squinted his eyes and looked at the stone seal he had just carved. On the stone seal was engraved "eat wind and drink dew", and the line below was "practice the righteous law". This was engraved by the ghost scholar himself. According to the formal Shinto practice, there should actually be a line of words "Fudi Zhengshen".
The ghost scholar looked for a long time but still couldn't write the four words "Fu De Zheng Shen". He was just a Taoist priest, so how could he be called Fu De Zheng Shen?
The ghost scholar shook his head, raised his hands, and practiced his martial arts.
A ball of blue and white light that had been nurtured in his dantian was activated by him, and his strange power and breath were mobilized and transmitted to the stone seal. The stone seal very obediently received the ball of light. In an instant, the ordinary stone seal burst out with a clear light, and the rough stone surface fell off layer by layer.
Stone chips fell to the ground.
A soft rustling sound was heard continuously, but the ball of clear light seemed to have returned home, staying in the stone seal very safely.
When the clear light faded, the stone chips had disappeared, and in their place was a stone seal that had completely changed its shape. It looked like jade but was not jade, and had an oily feel.
At the moment when the clear light returned to its place, the ghost scholar slowly exhaled a breath, opened his eyes, and looked around at the endless mountains and lush trees in front of him.
The ghost scholar did not choose to retreat in the cave this time. Instead, he chose the top of the mountain where he could see more clearly. How could he feel the true meaning of eating wind and drinking dew without contact with wind and dew?
At this time, He Village and even Chongshan had changed in the eyes of the ghost scholar. An invisible bronze barrier covered the entire area. Not only He Village, but also the entire Chongshan and the two mountain ranges next to it.
This is not the most important thing.
The ghost scholar's eyes fell on the golden light that emerged from Hecun. The golden light was full of blessings. His eyes showed a hint of admiration, and he slowly said, "The virtue is ready, good!"
Surrounded by blessings and good fortune, there is no shortage of righteousness, which is what is called "a family with more than enough happiness". This golden light represents blessings and fortune, which shows that the people of He Village do very well in their daily lives, have excellent character, and have accumulated a lot of merits and virtues. This golden light is also very useful, which is what is called "turning misfortune into good fortune" and having endless blessings and luck.
Yin De is a relatively special type of merit.
What you are concerned about is people’s next life?
Ye Lu once asked the ghost scholar to cultivate the way of gods and do good deeds, so that he would be blessed by the good deeds and would not fall into the animal realm, but at least he would not have any drawbacks.
What the ghost scholar didn't expect was that He Village had accumulated good karma and blessings. This proved that even the ancestors of the people of He Village were like this, with a righteous mind and a clear heart, protecting their descendants. Their descendants did not waste their karma, but instead enlightened their nature, and were rewarded for their good deeds. They accumulated merits and passed them on to their ancestors inadvertently.
The ghost scholar looked at the mountains, rivers and land surrounding Nahe Village again.
Although he had not been in He Village for long and the land and landscape had not changed much, the ghost scholar could still sense a fresh atmosphere, which could make children more talented and smarter. In the swamp lake in the distance, those long dragons also intentionally or unintentionally bypassed He Village's territory. Apparently, these strange creatures also sensed it silently.
"The Taoist's talent... is really..." After reading it, the ghost scholar didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This Son of God of Mount Tai? His talent is better than he imagined. Hecun, this might really be the best birthplace they have found.
"Forget it, forget it, this is my fate." The ghost scholar hesitated for a moment, and looked at the golden light above He Cun's head. The golden light was very strong and it burned people's eyes. He sighed silently. He knew that the Taoist never mentioned letting him be a priest to govern He Cun. He was afraid that he would recall the past.
When the time comes, the devil will strike and he will do something irreparable.
The ghost scholar was practicing Shinto and had no plans to settle on an area so quickly, but after seeing the golden light, he knew that he could not find a more suitable choice than Hecun. If the village he once governed was like Hecun, he would not have fallen into the evil way.
The ghost scholar shook his head and put his sudden idea behind him. Why should he compare that kind of village with He Village? Along the way, he knew the character of the people in He Village very well. They had bottom lines, choices, and were willing to help others.
The ghost scholar gently lifted the stone seal.
The stone seal hovered in the air, and a faint divine light appeared above the stone seal.
"Go!" The ghost scholar thought softly, and the stone seal seemed to have human nature. It circled around the ghost scholar several times, and finally jumped several times in the air very lively, and suddenly rushed into the river not far from the ground.
In a place invisible to everyone, a stream of clear air leaped out of the river and spread to the entire area.
"Fourth uncle, if there is really any help needed in the village, no..." Ye Lu was talking to Fourth Uncle He with a frown. He wanted to help the villagers, but was politely rejected by Fourth Uncle He, saying that the village elders did not agree. He was trying to persuade him, when suddenly, Ye Lu's words got stuck in his throat and he looked up suddenly.
Ye Lu paused, this breath is... Shinto!
Ye Lu's gaze accurately passed through the heavy eaves and looked at the ghost scholar on the top of the distant mountain. He seemed to be facing the other party. Ye Lu pondered for a moment and slowly revealed a gratified smile.
Okay, Ah Gui is finally willing to take this step.
Priest, priest, he is also an official. How can you be called an official if you don’t have jurisdiction over an area?
It's just that the ghost scholar had too many inner demons at the beginning. Ever since he left the sect to become a high priest, Ye Lu has been worried about this and never took the initiative to persuade him. He was afraid that the ghost scholar would listen to him and do things against his will. If he went astray, Ye Lu would definitely regret it. So Ye Lu never persuaded the ghost scholar and let him think for himself.
Now it seems that Ah Gui has really come to terms with it.
It’s better to think positively. There is still a long time to come.
Ye Lu smiled and looked away.
"What's wrong, Lu kid?" When He Sijiu saw Ye Lu suddenly raise his head, he thought he had discovered some attack and asked with a worried look on his face.
Ye Lu shook his head and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something."
"Fourth uncle, does the village really not need my help? Banlan and the others have already sent over the first batch of strange beads." This is also the reason why Ye Lu is so confident. The first batch of strange beads sent over was as many as 10,000. According to Banlan, another 12,000 strange beads will be sent over in succession.
So many strange beads were more than enough to grow laurel trees and make tea, so Ye Lu naturally thought of the difficulties faced by the villagers.
Fourth Uncle He shook his head and said seriously: "How can we ask you to pay? The villagers have already decided to take out all the accumulated strange beads, and add on Qing Mizi's batch of strange beads, it should be enough for Yang Teng to bloom and bear fruit all at once." Fourth Uncle He slowly told the villagers' plan.
Ye Lu looked up in surprise.
Fourth Uncle He met Ye Lu's gaze and nodded, "Yes, the village is not planning to let the green millet bloom and bear fruit this year."
"Wouldn't the village have even fewer ghost beads?" Ye Lu frowned.
"No, it's enough." Fourth Uncle He explained, "Because the green millet was forced to ripen once before, although the Scarecrow Magic Pearl will not harm it, the village elders are still worried that the green millet will be injured. This time they directly cut the flowers, hoping that the green millet can be well taken care of, and the extra Magic Pearls can be given to Yang Teng."
"The Yang Teng happened to bloom not long ago."
"I don't want you to give the strange beads to the village because I don't want to break the village rules."
"According to the rules, this batch of Yangteng fruit belongs to the village. Apart from using part of the magic beads obtained from selling it to cultivate Yangteng trees, the rest will be distributed to villagers, such as children with good talents, injured magicians, and some families who have made contributions. They will also be given some rewards. These are the magic beads of Yangteng fruit, but once you give them away, it will be easy for the villagers to become lazy. Anyway, with you here, they don't have to work hard, work hard, or fight hard."
Fourth Uncle He shook his head and said seriously: "This won't work."
"There are always more dangerous places in this world than Hecun. If people slack off, they will die more miserably."
"And you are not the only one in He Village who has earned the strange pearls. You have earned it, Qian Gouzi has earned it, Chen Yuanli has earned it, and the Aguiwawa in your family also has a share of the Yangteng fruit. Once you give it to them, will they give the strange pearls?" Fourth Uncle He asked in return.
Ye Lu was stuck, but he didn't think too much about it. It was mainly because he was used to being alone when he was in Star Network, and subconsciously blocked out the thoughts of outsiders.
They are all famous bosses in Star Network. If you care about what outsiders think, you'd better quit as soon as possible.
What Fourth Uncle He said does make sense.
"And even if you are willing to help this year, what about next year? Will you still produce the strange pearl? By then, you will be raising the Yangteng fruit, and the Yangteng fruit will support the entire village?" Fourth Uncle He felt that his nephew had not thought it through. His intentions were good, but it did not conform to the village rules. He had to have a good talk with him.
Ye Lu remained silent. He wanted to say that he could afford it, but he felt that his fourth uncle would not want to hear such an answer. Besides, he knew with his brain that if it really became like that, would He Cun still be the He Cun he liked?
"It's a difficult time now, but we can get through it." After saying this, Fourth Uncle He saw that his nephew was silent, so he spoke again to comfort him.
"Of course, you can make money, but when the village has a good harvest of strange plants, the three of you must help. And when we search for strange plant resources together, we must divide them according to the rules." Fourth Uncle He did not want his nephew to give nothing, and he added: "The villagers still have to do the work that needs to be done."
Ye Lu nodded, indicating that he understood.
"The rules in this village are really good." Finally understanding the good intentions of Fourth Uncle He, Ye Lu spoke up and talked about the benefits of the rules in He Village. He had experienced these benefits firsthand. As far as he could remember, he had received a lot of care from the villagers when he was a child. When he awakened his talent, the villagers also allocated a lot of resources to him.
The key point is that everyone in He Village has no objection. When asked why, they all answered in unison that this is the rule.
"This is all passed down from our ancestors. It's strange food, isn't it? It's better to feed it to our own people than to outsiders." Fourth Uncle He answered as if it was nothing.
"It's just that the sun is not strong enough this year, and the Yangteng fruit is weak. It has just recovered. I heard from the magicians that its level has also dropped a little. We finally stabilized it with the help of weird resources. But it's a little different. I wonder what the result will be this time?" Fourth Uncle He was also a little distressed when talking about the Yangteng fruit. He looked up at the sky. Today was good, at least there was sunshine.
"How often does it take for the Yangteng tree to mature now?" Ye Lu raised his eyebrows and asked. It seemed that the Yangteng tree was not able to maintain its cultivation and had fallen a little.
"It matures once a year. If it hadn't been malnourished in the cave, the Yang Teng should have matured once every two or three years. Now its quality has slightly declined, and it has reached the primary Huang Li level, approaching the intermediate Huang Li level." Fourth Uncle He said helplessly. This was the result of the whole He Village's full efforts to save it.
This result was much better than Ye Lu had expected.
The Yangteng fruit was originally at the top level of the Huangli grade, but its cultivation level dropped to the intermediate level. Fruits? Now there are Huangli grade primary to intermediate levels, which is reasonable.
As for whether it can grow well or not.
Ye Lu smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, Fourth Uncle. We are in a good place. What if the gods bless us? The Yangteng fruit will surely grow well by then."
"What gods can we have here? There is no good god in this world. Haven't you seen the Mother of Drought? She is also a god." Fourth Uncle He shook his head and said subconsciously.
Wait, Fourth Uncle He heard a different meaning in his nephew's words.
"What gods are you talking about?" Lu Wazi's words just now were too confident, as if he had seen the gods that he was talking about.
"Nothing." Ye Lu shrugged and said, "It's not a god. We have nothing to do but worship the wind and the river. These wind and water are the real ones that nourish the strange plants."
When Fourth Uncle He heard this, he also felt that it was right. If one does not worship gods, but just prays to the river water and the wind, that is not a bad idea. Wind and water are both nurtured by the earth, and worshiping them is much better than worshiping gods.
When Uncle He Si thought about this, he decided to go back and talk to the villagers.
Ye Lu was also brought down by his fourth uncle He to have dinner, and to take a look at the yangteng tree near the ancestral hall.
What's more, the Yangteng tree is much larger than the one Ye Lu had seen before. At first glance, the Yangteng does not look like a medium-sized shrub but more like a tall tree.
Under the dense green branches and leaves are small, delicate white flowers, like small bells. When the wind blows, the almost inaudible fragrance of the flowers fills the air, and Ye Lu can't even smell anything.
Ye Lu stood near the ancestral hall. The Yangteng tree was exactly as he had seen it at the beginning. Even after he had used his spiritual sense, the tree was still lazy and did not move for a long time. It took a lot of effort for him to use his spiritual sense to shoot Ye Lu a volley of bullets to prove its existence. It was hard to imagine how this incredibly lazy and strange plant could fight with the green millet.
The other side.
The ghost scholar always felt as if someone had looked at him the moment he dropped the stone seal.
“…………Could it be the Taoist priest?” The ghost scholar held his chin and thought for a moment, then directly stated the person he suspected.
As soon as the ghost scholar thought of Ye Lu, he identified the candidate, which must be Taoist Master. He understood immediately. That's right, Taoist Master's talent is there, and he doesn't think he can escape Taoist Master's perception.
The ghost scholar felt his slowly increasing cultivation level, spread his hands, sighed helplessly, and prepared to go back to Chongshan to have a good rest. He had not been back for a long time, and he didn't know what state Chongshan had become because of the playful man and the Taoist priest.
The ghost scholar turned around, ready to leave the deep mountains and return to the heavy mountains.
This mountain is not far from the He Village area, nor is it far from Chongshan, otherwise he would not have come here specially to practice. While going back, the ghost scholar tried his best to adapt himself to the new vision. He has always had a strong desire for control, and the same is true for himself.
Until he passed by a piece of wild land on the mountainside, lush and green, with flowers blooming luxuriantly, many of which had withered. The ghost scholar was stunned when he saw the wild land, and wondered: "Why is there so little ghost power in this piece of land?"
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