Tai sui

Tai Sui sneered in a low voice, "Little Foundation Establishment."

Xi Ping's heart sank.

Luo Qingshi pressed on his pulse gate for a long time, raised his eyes, and said slowly: "Xi Shiyong, it's interesting."

Xi Ping stared at him almost hopelessly, waiting for his next spiel.

However, Luo Zhengqi withdrew his hand after finishing speaking, stood up straight proudly, and nodded inscrutablely...

gone.

Xi Ping: "..."

Not... "kind of interesting" and then what?What's the point!

Xi Ping originally thought that since Luo Qingshi's body was already so impressive, he must be unfathomable, and he dared to say that his "unfathomable" was just pretending to be a god.

He even pretends to only use the word "somewhat interesting", which is not an idiom!

Unaware that he had screwed up in front of his disciples, Luo Qingshi walked up to the high platform, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a crystal clear sapphire fell onto Xi Ping's table.

The old man raised his small pointed chin proudly: "It's yours, I wish you an early enlightenment."

With this extra piece of sapphire, if it is used sparingly, the white jade will last until the end of the month to produce spirit stones.If he got it one day earlier, Xi Ping would be so happy.However, at this time, he was in no mood to worry about whether the spirit stone was enough to make such trivial matters.

With a drooping face, Xi Ping thanked him dully, as if Luo Xianzun wished him an early death just now.

"Let's go when you're done painting," Luo Qingshi sat down on Bizhang's chair, and took the tea from Daotong, "What are you still showing off here?"

"Senior brother," Zhou Xi couldn't hold back, and asked, "This disciple and this brother Xi finished it almost at the same time, can you please give me some advice, what is the disciple's painting that is not as good as others?"

Luo Qingshi scratched Zhou Xi with the corner of his eye: "On the paper in your hands, there are three grades of spirit stone powder used for painting, and some dirty foam is mixed with it. I never expected you who have not opened the spirit The naked eye can draw all four levels. But since the Fourth Highness has the 'Hundred-year-old Rhinoceros Horn Finger' to guide the way, shouldn't he have more insight than others?"

Zhou Xi's complexion changed slightly, and she subconsciously clasped the trigger on her thumb in the palm of her hand.

"The test of inspiration is to let you know how many catties and taels you brought from your mother's womb. It is not for you to prove to me that the phrase 'average qualifications' I gave you is wrong." Luo Qingshi did not show mercy. He said, "Your Highness, even if I confess my mistakes to you ten times, can you open your spiritual aperture on the spot? If you can, I don't care about this old face, so I will kneel down and kowtow to you."

His Highness the Fourth Highness is golden and precious, and always loves to respect the corporals with a "no airs" air, and others also cooperate with him as a "corporal". How can he suffer such grievances?For a while, his face was pale.

Luo Qingshi didn't finish: "I advise some of you, if you have nothing to do, you should focus on your own practice, and it will not be too late to form cliques after you return to the mortal world from Qianxiu Temple. What's the use of selling everywhere now? Maybe If others enter the inner sect in one step, they will be different from immortals at that time, but it will have nothing to do with you."

Xi Ping: "..."

Just because His Royal Highness had smoothed things over for him on the first day, Luo Qingshi acted as if he had his eye on the two of them, openly provoking them anytime and anywhere.Back then, if the Queen Mother had his mouth, she would have messed up the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl long ago, so why is it still necessary to celebrate the Qixi Festival every year?

Zhou Xi was not lacking in intelligence, of course he knew that Luo Qingshi did it on purpose, but knowing Gui knew, could he not be provoked by this?The way to enter the inner gate is a single-plank bridge, the Fourth Highness regards it as something in his pocket, how can he allow others to covet it?

What's more, Yongning Hou Shizi, who is close to "family ugly"?

When Xi Ping looked into Zhou Xi's eyes, he knew that the friendship between himself and the Fourth Highness had died before he had time to "grown into an adult", and the death was tragic, and he was exhausted for a while—but Fan Luo's ability to sow dissension can even out. In terms of his practice, he is not so sloppy that he would say "somewhat interesting".

It was the first time that Xi Ping was regarded as the object of jealousy. If it weren't for the "unspeakable secret" on his body at this time, he would be able to open his screen proudly... But when he remembered that he could be hated by the Fourth Highness, it was precisely because this "unspeakable secret" gave him cheating Eyes and ears, can't laugh anymore.

He ignored the verbal lawsuit between Luo Qingshi and Zhou Xi, slowly packed up his things and stood up, the burning pain of karma seemed to still be in his blood, and Xi Ping felt lingering fear when he thought of the torture.

However, just as he walked to the gate of the Qiankun Pagoda, he suddenly heard a suppressed sob in his ear.

Xi Ping glanced back, and said in his heart, "It's impossible, I haven't cried yet."

He searched around but couldn't find where the choking sound came from, but he heard intermittent prayers mixed in with the choking sound, probably something like "please bless"...

It sounded like a girl's voice.

The sound didn't come from around...it seemed to come from between his eyebrows!

Xi Ping stretched out his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and concentrated his scattered mind there.Suddenly, some blurred images appeared in front of his eyes...the smudged black walls, the alleys between the shabby shacks, the garbage and scrap metal all over the floor, the moss blooming in the oil stains...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the southern suburb of Jinping.

Xi Ping paused, and concentrated on looking at the blurred picture. As his mind concentrated, the picture became much clearer.

He saw a young girl passing quickly through a narrow alley with nine twists and eighteen turns.

She can't say how old she is, she doesn't look short, but she is so thin that her head is supported by three tendons, and there is a handful of yellow hair on her head, she looks like a little girl.Although her body was shabby, the stitches of her dress were neat, and other than that it didn't fit well, it was pretty decent.

There is a wooden sign hanging around the girl's neck, and no matter how she runs, the wooden sign remains firmly nailed to the center of the picture.So using the wooden sign as a reference, the people and scenery nearby shook violently.

Xi Ping was dizzy from the shaking, and when he opened his eyes, the filthy southern suburbs disappeared, and he was still in the ethereal spirit mountain.

"Senior," Xi Ping hesitated for a moment, and tried to ask in a blunt but polite tone, "Did you 'see'?"

Tai Sui gave an "hmm".

Xi Ping asked again: "Who is she? Is she a real person?"

"It's a poor person who has nowhere to go." Tai Sui said softly, "The reincarnated wood is the companion of this seat. She dripped blood on the reincarnated tree enshrining my name, and vowed to dedicate her body and mind, and this seat was awakened."

Xi Ping: "..."

The third aunt's grandfather's, it turned out to be because of her!

Originally, he heard someone crying—especially a little girl crying, so he wanted to ask anyway.But after hearing what the devil said, Xi Ping no longer had the slightest thought of interfering.

"What the hell, I love you forever," Xi Ping kicked a pebble away calmly, and said in his heart, "The brain is broken like this at a young age, and the medicine and stone are useless. Hurry up and reincarnate."

But his eyes can be opened and closed, and he can choose to look at Lingshan instead of seeing the world, but his ears can't be closed, and the girl's fragmented ravings are always lingering in his ears.

Xi Ping walked back to Qiuziyuan from Qiankun Pagoda, walked all the way, heard her chatter all the way, was very annoyed, so he said in a strange tone: "Senior, don't you plan to use some supernatural powers to help others?"

Tai Sui asked back: "Every year on the first day of the new year, the Son of Heaven visits the Nansheng Temple to pray in person. Has the Nansheng ever descended on you?"

"Don't want to help you and still listen to what she has to say?"

"I can't help you, bear with it," Tai Sui said, "I was awakened by her blood, as long as she prays to God, I have to listen if I don't want to."

Xi Ping yelled at this self-proclaimed "Tai Sui Xingjun" and the silly girl who believed in everything together for a quarter of an hour, until he couldn't think of words, and the noise in his ears continued.

Xi Ping lost his temper completely, thinking what this woman is going to do, has he been saved by chanting scriptures?

He was so disturbed by the noise that he couldn't do anything, so he had no choice but to close his eyes, focus on the space between his brows, and see what was going on with her.

Ah Xiang braided her hair and changed into women's clothes—it was her only decent dress, which her mother sewed stitch by thread when she was dying, and said it would be reserved for her to wear when she got married.

But Ah Xiang has grown up for a long time, but she is not old enough to marry, and the skirt that can't support it hangs empty on her body, she looks like a child who has stolen an adult's clothes.

She was full of fear, as if to strengthen her courage, she hung the Tai Sui card on her chest and brought it out.A Xiang grabbed the wooden sign and wandered in front of the "Mouse Alley", trembling, repeatedly begging God to bless him.

But what bless her?

Ah Xiang couldn't speak.

Mouse Alley is a dark alley squeezed out by several rows of jagged shacks, dark and damp.The dark alley is obscured by the eaves of dilapidated houses and sheets hung on bamboo poles. It looks like a rat hole from a distance, hence the name.Old and haggard women with disheveled clothes dragged their cumbersome bodies out of the "cave" in twos and threes every evening to solicit customers.Most of the guests are laborers who do heavy work in the wharf factory buildings. They look like the women, and they don't look a little more human.

Grandpa has been taken away for a day, and Uncle Xianyu said that if someone wants to find out something from the city defense, at least 20 taels of silver... There is no guarantee that someone will come out.

20 taels!

Even if she and grandpa don't work day and night, they can't earn money for three years without eating or drinking. Where can she get it?

The carpenter's shop accepts old furniture, the pawnshop accepts soft goods, and the mouse alley accepts women.

Ah Xiang has nothing to live on and has nowhere to go, she can only think of Mouse Lane.

A hand reached out and suddenly grabbed her shoulder.A Xiang was startled, and he broke away like a frightened bird. He saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man with protruding finger joints, a bit deformed, blind in one eye, but wearing a rather decent robe—in the southern suburbs of the factory, Only foremen who don't do the work themselves wear such robes.

"Sister's eyes are strange." He looked up and down A Xiang as if he was estimating something, his gaze was like a sticky bug, "How do you sell it?"

Xi Ping just thought it was weird, but now he finally understood where the girl was, and frowned when she heard her trembling quotation price: "She begged Xing Jun to bless her and sell herself for 20 taels." ? Just 20 taels? This is too cheap."

"20 taels? Just you?" The man at the mouth of Mouse Alley was surprised after hearing this, "My grandma, are you the princess or empress of Guangyun Palace?"

Ah Xiang couldn't speak, her hands and feet were cold, but her face seemed to be burning.She felt a little nauseous, and her knees under the skirt were trembling involuntarily.

"If you are a baby, I will give you [-] after the inspection; otherwise, you have to give me a half discount." The man reached out and touched her face, "Well, just follow me Walk."

Ah Xiang instinctively waved his hand away.

"There are no girls worth a tael of silver in the entire southern suburbs. My eldest brother is sorry for your young age, so you are willing to pay this price. It's almost enough, don't give me shame... 20 taels, even the oirans by the Lingyang River can't pay this price , you deserve it too?" The man cursed, and said he was going to make a noise, "That's it, let's go."

At this time, a sharp voice suddenly came from the narrow alley: "Hey, I have gained some knowledge today. A little pheasant that flies from somewhere has not even grown its feathers, yet it dares to go and eat under my mother's nose."

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand quickly, with a smile on his face: "Sister Chunying."

A tall figure slowly walked out from Mouse Alley, it was an elderly woman.However, the dark night and heavy makeup covered the puffiness and wrinkles on her face, revealing only a hazy figure, which could barely be called graceful.

The woman spat out two pieces of melon seeds and rolled her eyes: "Fuck you bastard, which one is your sister?"

The man called "Sister" in his mouth, salivated and leaned over, but was pushed away by the woman.Immediately afterwards, another hand with Kodan painted on its nails stretched out from the mouse alley, grabbed the man's collar limply, spouted a series of obscene words coquettishly, and dragged him into the alley with repeated beatings and cursing.

The woman named "Chun Ying" just sneered, and her sticky and muddy eyes fell on Ah Xiang.

As if a snake had gotten into his clothes, Ah Xiang couldn't help pinching the Tai Sui card even tighter, and stepped back half a step, but his buttocks and legs were pinched desperately by a skinny hand.

"The chicken butt is not enough for cooking." It was another woman who pinched her, with nasolabial folds hanging down to the corner of her mouth, and her nose was a little crooked, like a haunted female ghost.

Seeing her screaming in pain, the "female ghost" laughed her nose up to her cheeks, and leaned closer to A Xiang: "Go back and get some milk, and come back when you gain weight."

Ah Xiang pushed her away: "Go away! Ah!"

Several women appeared beside Chunying, grabbing Ah Xiang.A skinny girl can't match the strength of an adult, Ah Xiang was soon dragged by several women by her hair and dragged into the Mouse Alley, where she yelled and cursed in pain.A damp and fishy smell rushed towards her face, and in the ambiguous narrow alley, the red lights, like blood, passed over the wooden sign she hung on her chest.

Holding the wooden sign, she desperately called out in her heart: Tai Sui Xingjun!Tai Sui Xingjun!

Xi Ping pressed his forehead, feeling that the situation was unsightly, and wanted to shut her mouth.

Ah Xiang was suddenly pushed into a small dark room, and before he had time to adapt to the sudden lighting, he was slapped on the face: "Little bitch."

The woman's long nails made fine cuts on her face, and there was a "buzz" in her ears, and her cheeks were swollen.Ah Xiang turned his head and hit back: "Old bitch... ah!"

Before she could finish cursing, she was slapped several times on the face, someone squeezed her flesh hard, and foul language was poured into her ears and eyes, dirtier than the canal water in the southern suburbs.

Chunying came out more and more, shoved her against the door panel, and spat: "Shameless bastard, if I were your grandfather, I would be so ashamed that I would kowtow to death."

Ah Xiang's brain was about to explode, and she didn't think about how she would know that she had a grandfather, so she blurted out: "Anyway, he's dying too!"

After hearing this, Chunying was taken aback, then raised her hand to block the laughing woman who was about to pour cold water on Ah Xiang, and asked, "What's going on?"

Ah Xiang's chest heaved violently, and he was speechless for a while.

Chunying raised her brows into a thin line, and said impatiently: "Crying for your mother's funeral, your grandpa is about to get windy?"

Ah Xiang got the strength from nowhere, jumped up frantically, broke free from the women who were holding her down, blushed so purple, bumped Chunying headfirst and staggered: "You fart! My grandfather was arrested by the city defense dog officer." He was taken away! He was wronged! What do you know! You are not allowed to say my grandfather!"

Chunying hit the table with her back, and the teacups and bowls of melon seeds fell into a pile.The other women rushed forward to help, but Chunying didn't seem to care, and asked, "Give it to the city defense? What did he do?"

The woman with the crooked nose seemed to be well-informed, and told about the farmers who lost their land and complained: "The city defense has arrested many people in the past two days, and it is said that someone hired them to gather a crowd to make trouble."

Chunying then asked Ah Xiang: "Does your grandpa, the old birthday star, hang himself for a long time?"

After hearing this, Ah Xiang's anger, which was about to spurt out of Tianling Gai, suddenly cooled down.

Yes, she thought out of her body, because of me.

Chunying saw that the little girl was stupid and unreliable, so she turned her head and asked the woman with the crooked nose, "How many people have you arrested?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid there must be dozens or hundreds of people."

"It's such a big deal?" Chunying muttered, "Chengfang... those sons of bitches in the city defense are so dark-hearted that they need to wipe some oil on the coffin board."

After finishing speaking, she asked Ah Xiang again: "Which one asked you for 20 taels of silver?"

Ah Xiang finally came to his senses at this moment: "You...you know my grandpa?"

Chunying raised her slightly protruding eyes, and her expression became more mean: "If you talk nonsense about dick, I will smash your mouth."

Ah Xiang: "...Uncle Salted Fish."

"Ha!" Chunying laughed with a shrill voice, "I lost money in a bet, and even my own mother and father can be dug out of the grave and fucked. Believe his bullshit, have you burned your brain before? ?”

As she said, she put on her robe, rummaged through boxes and chests, and took out a small box, grabbed the broken silver ingots and bits and pieces of jewelry inside, stuffed them into her bosom, and said proudly to Ah Xiang: "Let's go!"

Ah Xiang realized something and opened his eyes wide.

Chunying looked at her stupid look, and the corner of her eye twitched: "By the way, how old are you? Ten or so?"

"fifteen……"

The word "five" fell silent, and Ah Xiang received another solid slap on the face, and she tasted blood in her mouth.

"On the fifteenth day, you dare to come here dressed up like this," Chunying pointed at her and said every word, "You wait to die! I can't beat you when I see your grandfather!"

Ah Xiang was stunned for a while, then suddenly burst into howling.While crying, she followed Chunying step by step.

She is willing to die, willing to be beaten and slapped, beaten in half, as long as her grandfather can be rescued.

Xingjun heard her prayer, and Xingjun sent someone to rescue her.

Xi Ping recovered from the breathless wind and dust, opened his eyes, and for a moment he didn't know what day and night, and only the heart-piercing cry of the girl was in his ears... She thought that the gods had blessed her , So I stopped praying, and the crying faded away.

The night in Qianxiu Temple was strangely quiet, the sound of a rice boy breaking watch came from outside the window, and the gate of the courtyard was locked at some point.

"Senior, what next? Can you still watch them?" Xi Ping forgot for a moment that he was possessed by a big devil, and asked anxiously, "There must be a big case behind the commotion in the suburbs of Beijing. Silver...Which city defense dares to let people go? It must not be fished out! Senior, tell them quickly..."

Tai Sui interrupted him lightly: "I almost lost my body and spirit under the photo garden that day. Unless there is a reincarnation tree, I can only watch."

Without saying a word, Xi Ping jumped up and went to look through his luggage.

However, reborn wood is very rare. Its wood grain is not as good as that of Nan, its taste is not as good as that of camphor, and its hardness is not as good as that of redwood.Even among the folks, most of them are only used to make unlucky things such as gods and gods. Where can I find them?

Under half-surprised eyes, Xi Ping rummaged through the things he was carrying with him, but found nothing... but found out the birth jade that was about to leave.

"Senior, is Jiang Li the same?" Xi Ping held the cracked jade and asked, "Can you...can you tell me about Jiang Li?"