Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 271 Back to the Moon Flying Sky 【Subscribe! 】

"Why do you still have face?"

So shameless!
You just cheated on the poor, and now you need the help of the poor?
Are you stupid?
The matter of ten yuan, poor and generous, don't want it.

But no help.

It is difficult for those who have lost their integrity to pick it up again.If you cheat once, there will be a second time.

Zhang Qingyun walked away straight away, the middle-aged crying: "My life is miserable. There is an 80-year-old mother to support, and a three-year-old child. Huh?"

Crying and crying, the Taoist priest has disappeared.

suddenly disappeared
In broad daylight, there were relatively few pedestrians on the mountain road. The middle-aged man had a cold war and swallowed his saliva: "Master Daoist, I really didn't stop the car, I don't want to deceive people."

"The scenery in the mountains is still beautiful, and the world is already Mid-Autumn Festival."

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 34th. Zhang Qingyun originally wanted to take back his thoughts and go back with his avatar to spend a Mid-Autumn Festival in the Taoist temple: "I have passed 30 Mid-Autumn Festivals in the Taoist temple, and No. [-] has five Mid-Autumn Festivals, just outside feel it"

"It's lonely everywhere, and mountains and rivers are good companions."

Zhang Qingyun didn't use the method of shrinking the ground to make an inch to hurry. He walked at a normal speed while enjoying the natural scenery. Occasionally, he climbed the mountain peaks on the side of the road to feel the emptiness of overlooking the earth.

"what?"

Just coming down from a mountain peak, an eight or nine-year-old boy was sitting on a big rock with a bamboo pole in his hand, but his eyes were white.

This is a blind boy who is still sitting on a big rock. To the south of the rock is a steep slope tens of meters deep.

Zhang Qingyun frowned. How dangerous is it for a blind child to climb a big rock like this without an adult guarding him?

Zhang Qingyun approached, and the little boy stood up from the big rock: "Dad. Dad, is that you? You're back? Why didn't I hear the sound of the motorcycle?"

Slightly startled, Zhang Qingyun leaned against the stone: "Little layman, Pindao is a Taoist priest, why did you climb onto the big rock by yourself? It's very dangerous."

Taoist priest?

The little boy didn't know if it was the first time he heard this term, and his little face was full of pride and pride: "Uncle, I have practiced climbing this rock many times. I want my father to see that I can climb the big rock. I don't have eyes, don't let him worry about it."

Very sensible child.

"Dad works very hard outside."

The little boy was full of longing: "This time Dad is coming back, spend August [-]th with us, and bought a lot of things, oh. I also bought a TV. I have grown up so much, I haven't watched TV yet."

"I can't see, it's good to hear the voice."

My eyes are dark, but my heart has light.

The little boy was quite cheerful, Zhang Qingyun stopped talking, jumped onto the boulder, and sat cross-legged on the boulder.

"Uncle, you don't have to protect me, I can't fall."

The little boy knocked on the bamboo pole: "Half a meter to the south of my side is the edge, and one and a half meters to the west of my side is also the edge, and [-] centimeters to the east of my side is the closest to the ground. It is the easiest way to climb up from here. Easy to climb, the edge is half a meter away from me.”

So precise!
Even if there is some error, it is not five centimeters!

"Uncle, are you surprised? In fact, I have nothing to do every day, so I come here. I am already familiar with this road. I came out from home, walked eastward, took 78 steps, turned south, took 110 seven steps, then turned east, walked Go up the main road for 270 steps, and walk south. There is a protrusion on the north mountain wall. If you are not careful, you will bump your head. I have encountered it several times before. When I encounter it, there will be a big bag. Continue to walk [-] and [-] steps. to the stone."

"Uncle, now I can walk to the rock and climb up the big rock with precision, without missing a single step."

Zhang Qingyun's heart was shocked. This was the first time Zhang Qingyun saw a person who could not see anything. He was still a child with such a cheerful personality, and
so hard!

It is conceivable that this child must have suffered a lot.

"Now I can wash clothes and take care of my grandma. Every time it comes to August [-]th and Chinese New Year, my father will come back. I will wait for him here."

"Dad used to come back in the morning, but now it's almost night, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

The little boy's face was full of worry: "Dad must have lost time on the road, and he will definitely come back."

"Where's your mom?"

Zhang Qingyun was curious. The little boy mentioned his father and his grandmother but never mentioned his mother from the beginning to the end.

"Mother?"

This word made him silent for a while. There was some yearning, some resentment, and some sadness on his little face. After a long time, the little boy suddenly smiled: "Mom went to find her happiness."

To find her happiness?

It seems that it is not death, but
"It rained heavily that year, and my mother got up at night, packed her things, got on an uncle's motorcycle in the next village, and left. I chased him for a long time."

The stubborn tears never flowed down, and the little boy sniffled: "Dad said, Mommy is looking for happiness, I'm not stupid. Mommy dislikes me and grandma dragged her down. She ran away with other men."

"Baby. Yazi, come back for dinner soon."

An old lady was holding on to the mountain wall, with one hand on her waist, panting: "I'll wait for your father after dinner"

"uncle."

The little boy slid down the stone neatly: "I'm going to eat first."

Zhang Qingyun watched as the little boy knocked on the bamboo pole, and there was a crisp sound from the ground, and the old lady didn't say a word, wondering if her words might affect the little boy's hearing of the feedback from the ground, thus affecting the little boy's judgment of the sound.

The old and the young walked back until the figures of the old and the young disappeared.

"Is it self-improvement?"

Although my body is disabled, my heart is still strong.

With a shock in his heart, Zhang Qingyun had some insights: "I have supernatural powers and I am determined to become a fairy, but I have always been too cautious and always wanted to keep a low profile. Don't you know that this low-key is actually a suppression of xinxing"

Low-key, in exchange for a quiet cultivation environment, but also lost a will to forge ahead.

"Da da."

When night fell, the sound of a motorcycle exhaust pipe firing firecrackers came from a distance. The middle-aged man I met before came galloping on a three-wheeled motorcycle.

The headlights were bright, piercing the night.

The three-wheeled motorcycle galloped past Zhang Qingyun, the middle-aged man looked back at Zhang Qingyun, but the three-wheeled motorcycle didn't stop.

"Hey, this man has no integrity, but his son is a good boy."

From the mouth of the boy Yazi, Zhang Qingyun was sure that this middle-aged man was Yazi's father.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head: "Being untrustworthy is also the accumulation of karma. You are accumulating karma and leaving it to your son."

Taking a look at the sky, Zhang Qingyun did not leave.

It is relatively empty here, night has fallen, and a full moon rises from the east. Looking at it from here, the moon seems to be bigger than what I saw in Modu.

"The bright moon is shining in the sky, and the mountains in the distance are small. The wind blows in the forest, and my heart is quite lonely. Tsk tsk, Pindao is also a poet."

It's a pity that the avatar is a jade talisman avatar, unable to drink and eat: "Otherwise, I will drink to the moon and sing to my heart's content"

Close your eyes and comprehend the laws and seals.

I was immersed in the perception of the law of gold, and in the silent night, there was a rhythmic knocking sound.

Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes, and saw the little boy Yazi who left in the afternoon, holding a basket in one hand and hitting the ground with a bamboo pole in the other.

"Hey"

Zhang Qingyun sighed: "Under the night, the little boy walks the mountain road alone, his family is really big-hearted."

Immediately, Zhang Qingyun was stunned: "It's poor thinking. For this child, there is no difference between day and night."

There is darkness during the day, and darkness at night. For a person who has lost his eyes, there is no alternation of light: "Cultivation in the poor way depends on fate. Whether this persistence is right or wrong, the poor way will not be overwhelmed with love. Take responsibility, give it away at will"

Zhang Qingyun can heal the boy's eyes.

But Zhang Qingyun did not choose to take action: "To regain the light, the burden is too great to help you regain the light, if there is no good fate, it will only harm you."

There are many disabled people in the world. Even in ancient times, when Qi refiners were everywhere, no one relied on supernatural powers to help disabled people wantonly.
Move by reason, act by reason.

This word fate is very mysterious and difficult to understand.

The little boy came with a basket and came to the side of the boulder. Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly: "Has your father not come back yet?"

The little boy's face was full of excitement: "I came back and bought a big color TV and a lot of wood. Dad said he wanted to build furniture by himself. He also bought fruit mooncakes."

Zhang Qingyun shared his joy: "Now your family is reunited."

"Um"

The little boy held up the basket: "Uncle, my father said that he didn't mean to deceive people. He really failed the brakes. My father said that once I broke my trust, I will never lose my trust. My father said that my uncle was away alone. There is a bag of moon cakes in this basket." , a few fruits and ten yuan."

Zhang Qingyun was stunned.

"Pindao misunderstood?"

If I use my heart to judge other people's hearts, there will be mistakes in the end.

That. Isn't it a burden to accumulate, the little boy's eyes were brought by his mother?
He lowered his head and looked at the little boy. Under the moonlight, those white eyeballs actually shone with color: "Okay, Pindao accepts it."

"You forgive my dad?"

The little boy smiled: "Dad said he was misunderstood, just clear up the misunderstanding, uncle. I wish you good luck, I will go back first."

Zhang Qingyun watched the little boy leave, and was silent for a few seconds.

After taking the basket away, Zhang Qingyun stood facing the wind, and slowly raised his hands: "The good fate is over, and the poor will give you light."

Since the burden is not left because of your parents and grandma, and the pindao bestows light on you, this burden should be reversed to the person who imposed the burden on you.

With both hands making a tactic, the law of the oriental wood lights up instantly.

A green light fell on the back of the little boy Yazi's head.
Yazi tapped the bamboo pole very rhythmically, with a smile on his face.

At this time, he was immersed in the joy of his father being misunderstood and now solving the misunderstanding.

Knocking, knocking, the bamboo pole in Yazi's hand stopped, a ray of light bloomed in front of his eyes, very vague, in his memory, he had never felt this kind of light
Yazi looked up at the sky, the light was getting brighter and brighter.

Yazi's body trembled, and tears flowed from his eyes: "I can see the light when I see it?!"

Turning around slowly, Yazi looked towards the east, and he seemed to be able to see clearly the things in front of him even in the dim moonlit night.On the boulder stood a tall man with a full moon behind him.
This person's clothes are fluttering, as if he is carrying the moon on his back and is about to fly into the sky.
　Wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Happy family!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)