Chapter 48 Let It Be Eight Feet
The grass is very honest. Ning Mingmei took a piece of cake and got the following information from her.
Before today, the dilapidated temple on the North Mountain had been abandoned for hundreds of years. It has been abandoned for so long that it is impossible to determine why it was built, and most people don't remember who it was built for. The only thing people remember is that this statue is not a great god and praying to it is useless.
People often go to the temple on the east side to worship. In the past, the Gao family was the major shareholder of the Eastern Temple.
Until yesterday, someone was attacked by a wild beast on his way back from chopping wood. He struggled with his last breath to crawl into the temple to hide, but the wolf looked at the temple with fear and left.
He lost too much blood in the temple and fainted under the statue, with his intestines ruptured.
When he woke up, he found that the wound on his abdomen had healed - only the hideous scar still told of yesterday's experience. When he looked up, the man found himself lying under the magic weapon in the left hand of the statue.
The statue holds a magical instrument in its right hand, its type cannot be seen clearly, but the shape of the magical instrument in its left hand is clearly visible.
It's a weirdly shaped bottle.
There is a drop of water in the bottle, reflecting the faint morning light, about to fall. He thought about it and said to the statue: "Thank you, gods! Thank you, gods! I am Old Xu. I went up the mountain to chop wood and was chased by wild beasts. I have old people and children to take care of, so I had no choice but to do this job. Now the wolf problem has been eliminated, but I have to take care of the family work, so I can only continue to work. Although the wound on my stomach has healed, it is still hideous. If it splits while working, what should I do? Please have mercy on me, gods!"
Under his expectant eyes, the drop of water fell and landed on the dusty ground.
The woodcutter lay on the ground and licked the water clean. Soon, he felt an itchy sensation in his abdomen. Soon after, the hideous wound healed further. He was overjoyed and prayed again, but the bottle did not drip out any more water.
Did the gods think he didn't need it? Or, what would happen if someone else asked?
He ran back home. His family was so worried about him not coming home that they couldn't sleep all night. Now that I see him back, I am naturally happy.
But he just took his family and went up the North Mountain.
During the argument, the secret of the statue was revealed, and it was heard by Granny Chen who happened to be passing by in the morning.
Granny Chen heard it, and everyone heard it.
For a moment, everyone put down their work and ran to the North Mountain to watch the excitement.
As you watch the excitement, it becomes true!
The bottle of the statue could actually drip out water that could heal wounds.
Someone sprained his ankle a few days ago and prayed to the statue. As the water drops fell, the swelling of the originally purple ankle quickly subsided, and after a while, he could walk briskly again!
And after dripping the water, a warm feeling swept over the whole body. It made her move briskly and look cheerful.
Although there were only a few people with injuries in the town, the majority of people were there to watch the fun and want to witness a miracle.
"And since the holy water can even cure serious injuries, who can guarantee that it will not be of any use to healthy people?" Ning Mingmei said, "Now, are only the injured people asking for water?"
Xiao Cao said, "Right. I saw Da Zhuang just came back. He said he asked the magic water to give him a drop, but the magic water refused. Everyone else laughed at him."
He was so embarrassed that he couldn't even watch the fun, so he came back angry and humiliated.
Just by listening to the name, you can tell that this person is in good health. Ning Mingmei raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like this holy water is used to do good things."
There is no good luck or gift in the world without reason.
Yesterday, disciples of Qingji Sect searched the old woman's house and clashed with the townspeople. Today, the statue in the dilapidated temple secreted holy water that could heal injuries. No matter how you look at it, someone is playing dirty tricks.
Wangyue Town is remote and deserted, so this person can only be Gui Ruoxue.
Ning Mingmei muttered to himself: "Gui Ruoxue doesn't sound like a good person. Where does he set up this trap?"
The system doesn't know either. It only saw Ning Mingmei lowering his brows and thinking. Soon, he asked Xiaocao: "Why don't you go?"
The grass looked at him blankly, with the words "Why should I go?" written in its eyes.
Xiaocao did not go to the ruined temple.
Perhaps it was because although she was born with deficiencies, she was in good health.
Or maybe.
It was because she had low intelligence and was different from ordinary people, so she was not able to "smartly" realize the temptation of the holy water to ordinary people.
Faintly, an idea floated in Ning Mingmei's mind. The idea was vague, like a key to breaking the deadlock.
But it was only a moment, and there were not enough clues to catch it.
Xiaoshui was in the room, pretending to peel fruit with her hands through the window, while quietly watching the group of people. After hearing about the "apparition of the statue", her hand holding the knife paused.
The deity appeared...
If the statue could show its power, wouldn't it have heard her conversation with A Yue and known that she had killed the young master of the Gao family?
What will He do? Will He punish her? Or, could she ask Him to protect her and solve the problem of the false mother-in-law?
As he thought of this, the blade cut his finger and blood gushed out of the wound.
The blood stained the radish in his hand. The feeling of having botched a job is far worse than a sore finger.
But something worse happened.
In just a moment, the curtains were drawn open.
The person who opened the curtain was the disciple she had seen yesterday. Standing in front of the window was a strange immortal she had never seen before.
That man had a noble temperament, far superior to the others, and the others seemed to be following him as the leader. Just one glance and Xiaoshui was stunned.
He said, "Are you Xiaoshui?"
Girl: “…Yes.”
For a moment, she even forgot to hide her fingers. The man wore a strange magical weapon on his face, but his cold phoenix eyes gave her the illusion that he could be seen through.
The immortal said, "That's good. My disciples offended you yesterday, and I apologize to you on their behalf."
The girl hesitated: "No..."
It was not until this moment that she remembered that she should end the conversation as soon as possible.
So as not to let the secret be exposed.
But things did not go as she wished, and the man continued, "I think you know the reason why I came here. The immortal sect I belong to was entrusted by the Gao family to come here to kill the evil spirits in the mansion."
Before the girl had time to tremble, he said, "Now the evil spirit has been eliminated by my disciples. This deal is settled."
The girl was stunned and said, "The immortals don't need to investigate the cause of Master Gao's death..."
As soon as she said this, she realized that she had been exposed!
But the man said: "Gao's adopted daughter... You were in an orphanage before. You didn't go to school, right?"
girl:?
This was not the expected question.
That person: "The Gao family signed a commission contract with us. In the contract, we only need to get rid of the ghosts."
The girl stammered: "What is...a contract?"
Good, very easy to learn.
"The Gao family is just the second party. We are the first party. We are affiliated with the Qingji Sect, and we only need to complete the tasks on paper. Now that the evil spirit has been eliminated, there is no reason for the second party to question the first party." The man said, "Moreover, the Gao family will eventually perish if they do too much evil. It is not a pity that Young Master Gao died after doing what he did."
Party A is the daddy, who doesn’t know that?
Moreover, the young master of the Gao family only lost his life, but the Qingji Sect obtained most of the Gao family's property because of his father's commission to eliminate ghosts. This person did many evil things during his lifetime, but after his death, he was able to bring about such a good thing, which even went into Ning Mingmei's pocket.
Who can't say it's a win-win situation after seeing this?
The girl felt a little dizzy for a moment, and she didn't know whether she was sad or happy. The man said, "They chased you yesterday only because they knew you were the adopted daughter of the Gao family. So, by the way, they brought the Gao family's affairs to inform you... Is this where you live now? Is that old woman your adopted mother now?"
It was like a basin of cold water was poured down from the sky.
Girl: “…Yes.”
She wanted to speak, but she didn't know where the "fake mother-in-law" was.
What if that person came in while she was talking?
"Really? That's good." The immortal looked at her, his eyes twinkling, "In two days, we will leave here. It's not bad for you to have a new home."
The girl didn't care about anything else at this time. She stood up and asked, "You want to leave?"
"My disciple was accidentally poisoned during a fight. If not, we should have left yesterday." The man said, "It's interesting. The statue on the north mountain of Wangyue Town was not used before. Now that we are here, we see it using its power and giving out magical medicine. This is really a coincidence."
Girl: "The statue was useless yesterday morning. Why is it suddenly..."
She was startled.
The man asked, "Where do you often go?"
Girl: “Yes, these days…”
Her voice became hoarse. I didn't know how to explain why I went there.
If she wanted to explain, it would inevitably involve her and A Yue's collusion. It’s a good thing that the Taoist priests no longer pursue the murderer, but if they knew that the murderer was me, who knows if they would send me to see the authorities?
Ning Mingmei glanced at a bouquet of flowers in the room. In one of the flowers, a faint light flickered at the pistil.
Gui Ruoxue is eavesdropping here.
He had hinted so clearly. Since the girl is still hesitating, she has no choice but to follow his method.
The girl hesitated a little, but the man said, "Your finger is injured."
Hearing this, the girl put her hands behind her back.
"Since the statue has miraculous effects, we will take you up the mountain to treat your finger. We will take the money from the Gao family and help them with their business. Since you are the only Gao family member in the town, I will send you off to the west." Ning Mingmei also gave the next sentence, "Or do you prefer to stay here?"
Although the attitudes of these Taoist priests are ambiguous, they are, after all, reputable and upright people. But this empty house where the "fake mother-in-law" lived made her even more scared.
Would that person not dare to take action in a crowded place?
And she also wanted to see what was going on with the statue.
Look at A Yue again. The other person was standing among the Taoists, and acted as if he didn't know her.
Only when she looked at it now, he nodded slightly to her.
The girl calmed down a little and said softly, "...Okay."
The north side is not far from Beishan. The girl followed among the disciples, still feeling nervous, but compared to the mood of the past few days, she felt more peaceful than ever before.
A Yue walked beside her, pretending not to know her.
Actually, that’s fine.
Because she always just secretly looked up at the figure in front of her.
That was the immortal she had never seen in Ciyu Village or in the small town. He was radiant and had a noble temperament, but he just spoke so many words to her.
Despite his casual attitude, she was still flattered.
The ruined temple is right in front of us. The girl could hardly recognize the place.
The place that was covered with spider webs a few days ago is now surrounded by people in three layers inside and outside, including those coming from the north and the south. Almost all the people in Wangyue Town came here to see the miracle.
Even though the temple is still the same dilapidated temple, the statue is still the same statue covered in dust and whose face is almost invisible.
They entered the temple. Across the small courtyard, everyone could already see the gray statue inside.
Just as Xiaocao said, the statue held a strangely shaped bottle in its left hand.
Several people knelt before the statue, worshipping continuously. One of them was muttering something, as if praying.
"Why are you pushing? Why are you cutting in line? We said I'm next!"
"You just have a few sores in your mouth, and you dare to queue up?"
"Hey, Wang Erliuzi. You are in good health, why are you here to join in the fun?"
"You can pray to the gods, but I can't?"
There were old people, women and children in the temple, but there were also a large number of young people in their prime, with men being the majority. The man named Wang Erliuzi squeezed into the kneeling crowd, took the initiative to pray to the statue, and said a lot of auspicious words.
The lame woman next to him was pushed away by him and could only watch unwillingly and angrily.
Wang Erliuzi's prayers had no effect. Several people pulled him away again. The one who asked people to go and arrest the man was an old man with a white beard and clean clothes. He seemed to be a respected local celebrity in Wangyue Town.
Now he is the one who maintains order here. After Wang Erliuzi was dragged away, the woman came in again and continued to pray to the statue.
"It's quite organized." Ning Mingmei heard Eleven say in a low voice.
No.
This order is extremely fragile.
The situation is already getting out of control.
However, except Ning Mingmei, no other disciple of Qingji Sect could see it.
and……
"A gooseneck flask?"
Ning Mingmei looked at the magic weapon in the statue's hand and said softly.
The voice was so light that only the little boy could keenly catch it.
There is too much dust. It is impossible to tell whether the statue is male or female, and we don't even know what is held in the other hand. But this group of townspeople chose to kneel and pray around such a dilapidated statue, with pious looks in their eyes, as if they had seen the real God.
Even so, no one was willing to wipe the dust off the statue that suddenly appeared.
Ning Mingmei said to the system: "This makes sense. In their eyes, this statue is like a pile of shit code that suddenly starts to run for some unknown reason. This pile of dust looks like a useless block of code that can be erased, but no one knows if deleting it will stop the entire program from running."
I don't understand what it is used for, and I don't understand why it won't work if I delete it.
Even if you delete it and add a bunch of the same dust on top, it may not run.
This is programming. This is the miracle of randomness of programmers.
The system finally took Ning Mingmei's attention: "Aren't you studying brain science?"
Ning Mingmei said: "That's true. Even those who study linguistics now have to do programming and machine learning."
system:……
Xiaoshui followed behind them, observing the surroundings fearfully.
Granny Lao doesn't seem to be here.
Where did she go?
In addition to her looking for Grandma Lao, the townspeople surrounding the dilapidated temple were also observing them suspiciously and cautiously.
What are these Taoists invited by the Gao family doing in this dilapidated temple?
The women in the temple are still praying devoutly. Finally, in the sunlight, tiny transparent water droplets gathered in the curved goose neck, slowly flowed to the pipe mouth and became water drops.
“Here it comes!”
"A miracle has happened again! If you are sincere, your wish will come true." said a townsman.
All the townspeople stared at the water droplets fanatically, as if it were a miracle flowing from God's fingertips.
Because they were too far away, Ning Mingmei and the others could not distinguish the composition of the water droplets, nor could they sense whether there was any evil or spiritual energy in them.
Ning Mingmei said to Sixteen, who had the water spirit root, "Look at that water drop."
Sixteen took two steps forward and stepped into the ruined temple.
The divine consciousness has not yet been extended.
But at that moment, the originally shaky water drop shrank inward under the woman's eager eyes.
And it suddenly dried up and disappeared into thin air.
The water droplets in hand suddenly evaporated. The woman didn't respond. She was anxious and continued to pray loudly.
But this time, no matter how she prayed, the water drops no longer appeared.
The local elder said, "Ah Hong, you go down and let others come."
The woman didn't want to, but was pulled away. After her, an uncle and an aunt also went up.
But this time, still no water drops gathered.
Just now, the townspeople only needed to say "I have an injured calf, please help me", and they could get a drop of water from God. But now, no matter how much everyone lobbied or how sincerely everyone prayed, not even a drop of water could come out of the jade bottle.
"What's going on?"
"It was working just now, why is it not working now?"
No matter how they called, the gods remained indifferent. Then someone shouted, "Ah Hong, it must be you. You just offended the gods!"
"Is Ah Hong not sincere?"
"No, what Ah Hong said is no different from what Ah Lu said just now. It's not Ah Hong's problem."
"What's going on?"
"I just..." a thin voice came from behind the crowd, "I saw the Taoist priest walk into the temple. As soon as he took a step inside, the water drop evaporated."
Ning Mingmei looked into the crowd.
It's strange, yet expected. Although there are huge crowds of people here, the eyes of those who practice Taoism are incomparable to those of ordinary people.
Even so, he couldn't see any trace of the sound.
——So this is where the action is.
"What did these Taoists do?"
Sixteen immediately defended himself: "I didn't do anything. There was no Qi flowing just now, right?"
His defense received no response.
"I saw them making trouble for people in the north yesterday."
"They were hired by the Gao family to exorcise ghosts."
"The Gao family was never a good family... Didn't we say that this morning? A hundred years ago, the Gao family stopped people from repairing this dilapidated temple and insisted that people go to the temple to the east. Now the Gao family has suffered the consequences of their own actions and their family has been destroyed. Only because the Gao family left did the gods forgive us and appear again."
"They must have come in and angered the gods. That's why the gods stopped blessing us!"
"Demon!"
"Where did these stinky Taoist priests come from?"
"They came from a great sect in the world of cultivation. It's a famous and upright sect, and they usually claim to be righteous and upright." Someone said.
The discussion grew louder.
"These mortals..." Luo Xiao was shocked. "How dare they talk about us like this?"
Ning Mingmei said: "First, the statue is their support."
The second reason is that some people say that they are from a reputable and upright family.
Mortals know that monks have extraordinary abilities and can split mountains and open up land with one sword. But those who are so powerful and so far beyond their ordinary lives have become the stuff of "legends".
Without a real sense of threat, there is no fear. It's always like this.
They had never seen the immortal draw his sword against them.
What's more, they are from a reputable and upright family. Good people are always easy to be pointed at with guns.
However, the efficacy of the holy water before our eyes has been witnessed by everyone. It is the short-term, direct and readily available benefit for them.
What is worrying is not the scarcity but the inequality. Some people have already benefited from the holy water, and others are just waiting in line according to the arrangements of the local elders.
I have long felt resentful for being ranked at the bottom.
Now, Qingji Zong and others are in the crossfire, how can they not feel resentful?
Faced with huge profits, these people seemed to have their brains blinded. They looked at everyone with angry eyes, demanding compensation or responsibility. Seventeen, who had the least experience, became a little anxious and asked in a low voice: "Master, what should we do?"
Yes, what would Ning Mingmei do?
The little boy stood at the end of them. His eyes were fixed on the immortal in front of him without blinking.
As soon as he came in, he saw that the straw bed he had been sleeping on a few days ago had been trampled and soiled by those mortals. The broken bowl used for eating was also kicked to pieces.
When the powerful ones fight, the smaller ones go bankrupt in an instant.
But it doesn't matter.
He just wanted to know what Ning Mingmei would do.
The local scholar walked towards Ning Mingmei with a crutch. Ning Mingmei looked at him and actually smiled.
"That's not enough. I have a guess." Ning Mingmei said to the system, "Next, let me verify it."
System: "Guess?"
Ning Mingmei said to the system: "If I were Gui Ruoxue, I would set up this game like this."
"Everyone, please be patient. I and my disciples passed by here and heard that the deity appeared. We came to visit." Ning Mingmei said, "But as soon as I came in, this little deity didn't even dare to drop a drop of water when he saw me. This was beyond my expectation."
"In that case, I and my disciples will let it grow eight feet and leave the temple." Ning Mingmei said, "Everyone, take a look and see if this statue can resume dripping water. What do you think?"
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Gui Ruoxue and the evil Lihua fight again.
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