Dragon Seal

Gong Liangzhi had a dream.

The monks in the foundation building period have been able to keep their minds, and it stands to reason that they shouldn't have any inexplicable dreams.He hadn't fallen asleep for many years, but unfortunately this time his foundation was injured, he fell into a coma halfway through visualization, and the dust of the past came back to his face.

In the dream, Gong Liangzhi was still very young, with beautiful mountains and clear waters in Qiantian Valley, the master was strict but kind, and the brothers and sisters were busy but friendly.There were few people in Canglang Peak, and he sat cross-legged on the sun-watching platform of Canglang Peak alone, contemplating and exhaling continuously.Qianyuan's true energy is directed like an arm, and it becomes thicker and thicker with each breath. There is nothing more pleasant than cultivation.

Someone came over.

The dream was grotesque, countless people and things were like flowers and moons in the water, broken into countless pieces by a gust of wind.Gong Liangzhi seems to have been sitting upright for several years, or maybe he just dreamed for a moment. He doesn't remember what happened, but only remembers the peaceful and stable mood at that moment, and the voice of another person calling him——

"Excellent!"

Gong Liangzhi suddenly woke up.

"Taoist?" Wei Zhao supported the half-closed door, shrinking his neck embarrassedly, "Did I wake you up?"

Gong Liangzhi wanted to say that the monk sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes was not sleeping, but was meditating and practicing, but he really fell asleep just now.So he just shook his head and said, "No problem."

It's a pity that the other party didn't gently expose it as he wished. You Xia saw that Gong Liangzhi opened his eyes and began to talk incessantly.He said that fortunately the place where the jade ruler fell was not far from the town, and they finally reached a place where they could stay before nightfall.He said, Chang, you scared me to death, the clothes were covered in blood, and they couldn't be washed clean, Xiaoer still thought I had killed someone.He said, do you want to eat pork liver? Eat pork liver to replenish blood. I cooked brown sugar and red date soup...

He couldn't stop talking, but Gongliang didn't mind it.As soon as the young man opened his mouth, the stagnant air in the room began to flow. Gong Liangzhi fell out of the trance dream many years ago, his feet were on the ground, and there was no more sound in his ears.

Gongliangzhi's surname is "Gongliang" and his first name is "Zhi". Except for Wei Zhao, no one would call him "Liangzhi" without thinking.

When they first met, Wei Zhao was very reluctant to call him senior brother, so he spent a lot of time thinking about it. "We are about the same age, and you and I hit it off, so we hit it off, isn't it too natural for brothers and sisters?" He said convincingly, and he didn't know where he got this excuse, "When the master is not around, You call me Azhao, I call you Liangzhi, how about it?"

Before he said this, he also told several stories about knight-errants of different surnames who became brothers with different surnames.Gong Liangzhi was an orphan. When he met Wei Zhao, he had just been picked up and raised for a year. He was still small and thin. Wei Zhao always felt that even if his master said they were the same age, Gong Liangzhi should be a few months younger, so he must be a righteous brother. that.Gong Liangzhi sternly refused because of the family rules, so Wei Zhao came up with a compromise plan of "calling each other nicknames".

The seven or eight-year-old boy looked at Gong Liangzhi earnestly, with his mouth flattened, as if he felt that he had already made a lot of concessions.The young master of General Wei's mansion was born with a tiger's head and a tiger's head, like a puppy who can't stop for a moment. After completing his homework every day, he still has a lot to say, and there are thousands of things he wants to do.Gong Liangzhi had never met such a person before, and was so fooled by his eloquent junior that he had nothing to say.He was silent for a while, then said, "My surname is Gongliang."

Wei Zhao's sharp tongue froze, and he blushed all of a sudden - at this time, he hadn't yet repaired his face with iron walls and copper walls, and he could still blush. "I just said, no one's surname is the father, I still have the surname mother." Wei Zhao said with a sneer, his eyes rolled, and he became confident again: "But who said that the nickname can only be the first name? My parents Call me Azhao, and I'm not called Wei Azhao, am I?"

He said it so firmly that Gongliang didn't even know what was wrong with it, just like he didn't know why this junior who had just been up the mountain put on an appearance that they knew each other well, and why he got so close to him.Gongliang secretly felt that this was like the first time he saw the cranes raised by Qiantian Valley. It was the first time he saw such a big bird, and he was so shocked that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. Those big birds were not afraid of him at all and walked beside him. He walked back and forth, and used his beak to rummage through his pockets, and when he found that the disciple didn't have any spiritual grains on him, he flapped his wings and walked away.

He looked at Xianhe and Wei Zhao, feeling surprised but not disgusted.I don't know if Wei Zhao saw him the same way.

"Besides, there is another advantage to being called 'Liangzhi'." Wei Zhaosha said seriously, "You see, everyone thinks that the person who is close to you calls you Ahzhi, but I actually call you Liangzhi, right? If it is a mountain ghost, a fox demon or something, one day I will come to you dressed up as me, and I will say "Azhi" with my mouth, won't you immediately recognize the counterfeit? We cultivators must be how tall Only with your heart!"

These words sounded so reasonable that Gong Liang admired him, thinking that Wei Zhao was really a smart man.So Wei Zhao has been calling him "Liangzhi" for more than ten years, so even after another ten years, as long as he hears "Liangzhi", Gong Liangzhi will think of Wei Zhao.

Hearing his own name, he thought of others instead. Look at Wei Zhaoqian's mess.

"Daoist, Taoist?"

When Gong Liang came back to his senses, there was no Wei Zhao in front of him, only Wei Zhao with the same pronunciation but a different word.The nineteen-year-old ranger yelled and waved his palms in front of Gong Liangzhi, only to pat him on the shoulder.

He raised his eyes to look at Wei Zhao, and You Xia smiled at him with eight teeth, and said, "The Taoist priest's eyes are blurred, I'm afraid what's wrong with you!"

"It's okay to be poor." Gong Liangzhi replied.

It's just that he didn't listen to a word, and now that he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry.A few days ago, Gong Liangzhi was seriously injured, and he didn't have the time to talk to You Xia. Wei Zhao himself was very smart, so he didn't need to worry about the resettlement process.Now that Gong Liangzhi's injury has stabilized, he can finally talk about what happened a few days ago.

The wrathful priests in Wangjia Village raised Yin Sha, and summoned Demon Cultivator Guizhao. The two of them couldn't tell if they suffered a catastrophe or became the last straw on the camel's back.Gong Liangzhi explained what Yin Sha was, and asked Wei Zhao how to escape that day.

"I'm lucky, I have a long rune, and I also met a monster!" Wei Zhao gestured, "There is a cat that is several feet long and has two tails! It confronted the black man, and I This little man hid away, and no one took care of me for the time being. Later, the ghosts and black shadows all ran to the village, and I was afraid that the cat demon would eat me, so I ran to the village too, and then I saw the Taoist priest."

"Erwei...a century-old nine-tailed cat demon." Gong Liangzhi said, "It's a pity I couldn't stop it, and let him kill Baizi."

"I don't think anything will happen to the child." Wei Zhao said nonchalantly, "That cat is a treasure to the little fat man, and the little fat man also clings to it."

"Is there such a thing?" Gongliang wondered. He pondered for a moment and said, "The nine-tailed cat demon who has practiced for a hundred years may grow up in the big formation, so he can't take Baizi away from Wangjia Village. If it really has no intention of hurting people, A piece of merit."

"Daoist, the nine-tailed cat demon sounds so arrogant, why didn't he kill those people?" Wei Zhao asked again, "They all boiled Bai Zi and ate it, and the cat jumped out last."

"The Shinto monks who left the formation are human races. The formation protects the believers in the formation. It is the result of the destruction of the formation that animals can become spirits in the formation. There is absolutely no reason for monsters to hurt people."

"Don't let demons hurt people? The living people in Wang's Village have done much worse things than demons!"

Gong Liangzhi glanced at You Xia, only to see that he was indignant.The Taoist thought for a while, and said, "The poor Taoist didn't let the grieving ghosts hurt others, so are you upset too?"

"Yes!" Wei Zhao said without hesitation, "I know the Taoist priest is kind, but those people killed so many people before and wanted to kill me to eat meat, but now they are scared to death, and they will repeat the same trick after a while what to do?"

"I set up a maze to prevent outsiders from entering and villagers from leaving. From then on, people in the village will have nightmares every night, and it will not end until all grievances dissipate." Gong Liangzhi said.

"They killed so many people, but they only let them have nightmares." Wei Zhao frowned, "These people have suffered for themselves, why not let them suffer for themselves?"

"What about the wronged soul?" Gong Liangzhi asked.

The ranger froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand why the Taoist said this.

Gong Liangzhi said: "Without cultivation methods, the ghosts staying in the world will slowly lose their three souls and six souls, and finally they will not remember anything except the resentment in their hearts. The resentful ghosts who kill the living will never return to their innocent souls, and they will be destroyed by heaven and earth." No. These poor people lost their lives because of Wangjiacun, and after they die, they have to pay for Wangjiacun's reincarnation chance, is it worth it?"

People in Wangjia Village have been born in Laoshan for generations, almost isolated from the outside world.People born in wild places will grow into wild beasts. As soon as they are sensible, they will be subtly influenced by terrible traditions, and they will not be able to tell right from wrong for a lifetime.And what about those unfortunate Baizi?After death, he could not live in peace, and was trapped in a small village by a large formation.Now that the big formation has been opened, the ghosts who let go of their obsessions still have a chance to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.If they become ghosts out of hatred, there will only be one way to die in the future.

If ghosts kill people, both lose.

Gong Liangzhi waited for the young ranger to speak, whether it was to exclaim or to refute.He didn't want to persuade the other party, he just wanted to hear what the other party thought.People who cultivate immortals are most taboo to have stagnation in their hearts. If their hearts are flawed, they can only fall to his current situation.

The other person didn't answer hurriedly, he squinted his eyes, as if he thought the words were a bit ridiculous.

Wei Zhao said, "How do you know, they don't think it's worth it?"

You Xia's expression was a bit sloppy, but under the circumstances, there was an inexplicable gloomyness, which was particularly abrupt on that face that was always joking, and he himself was aware of it.Wei Zhao curled his lips, his face visibly slumped, turning the sneer just now into anger.

Wei Zhao found it ridiculous, and was a little surprised, thinking that his old friend had really changed a lot in the past ten years.Even in those years when the world of mortals cultivated their minds, Gong Liangzhi didn't seem to be very involved in the world. Every time Wei Zhao pulled him to stir up wind and rain, he would blend in with kindness.Qian Tiangu Shuangbi is Wei Zhao who is looking for trouble, and Gong Liang likes to let nature take its course, showing the demeanor of an outsider.Now, he wasted his essence and blood and used the Broken Jade Jue. It was almost like the fairy in the sky in Shuiyue Temple turned into a nosy monk in Leiyin Temple.

"How do you know, they think it's worth it?" Gong Liangzhi asked back.

Wei Zhao couldn't say that he heard what the ghost said, so he could only look away and stop arguing.Good, good, he thought to himself, the Taoist priest has a good eloquence, and he has a heart of a bodhisattva, which I admire and admire.

Gong Liangzhi said, "We don't know."

The Taoist priest's face was peaceful, but his lips still lacked blood.As if afraid of the cold, he retracted his hands into his sleeves.

"After the resentment washes away, the resentful ghosts are naturally full of hatred, no matter what thoughts they had in life. I can't tell them the consequences of revenge, and the resentful souls can't tell whether they think it's worth it." Gong Liangzhi said, "Except for the sufferer himself, Whether it’s worth it or not doesn’t count. Whether I block ghosts or transform them with essence and blood... We living people, outsiders, and cultivators, just want to have a clear conscience and a clear mind.”

Yes, Wei Zhao thought, the past is the past and the present is the present, bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, you and I only want to understand one thought.