With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 149 The wind rushes into the past

The forest is quiet and silent.

Qi Hongshuang looked at Daozhang Li who was unparalleled among certain groups with a sense of wonder.

It's just that deep down in my heart, I don't understand a little bit.

It was fine at the beginning, with a calm and masterly attitude like misty water and clouds.

Why does his expression change all of a sudden?

It's simply elusive.

Maybe, this is an expert.

She thought like this and didn't pay much attention.

After a while, he took the initiative to break the silence:

"The little girl is indeed Feng Chong's current master, but it is true that he also had teachers in the past."

"Perhaps it was for this reason that he left me without saying goodbye."

"It's just that his enemy is so powerful that the little girl is really worried."

"A few days ago, I learned from a friend that he had been in the capital and followed a Taoist. The little girl thought that he might have some connection with you, Taoist Priest."

"Now it seems that is the case."

Li Zhen suppressed some guilt in his heart.

But listening to her narration, another touch of strangeness arose.

This master-disciple room

There is a story!

A teasing smile flashed across his eyes.

However, he tacitly understood it and did not point it out. He just nodded and said:

"Pindao does have some connections with him, and I have met him several times in the capital."

"But unfortunately, he passed away not long ago."

After all, it was his own fault.

Li Zhen has nothing to hide.

Hearing this, Qi Hongshuang's expectant eyes froze for a moment.

Swirling and gradually dimming.

With a hint of disappointment visible to the naked eye, he muttered to himself:

"After all, I came a step too late."

Observing the changes in the expression on her face.

Li Zhen seemed to be moved by the touching relationship between master and apprentice.

After thinking for a while, he invited her into the Chuixiang Building.

after all.

It's not a problem to chat like this outside all the time.

When the news spread, people thought that he, Chief Li, did not know how to treat guests.

A delicate beauty was left hanging outside.

And Qi Hongshuang, after all, is a son and daughter overseas, and has experienced ups and downs throughout her life.

Although he looks weak, he is also a powerful person who has fought whales in big waves.

Although I didn't get any good news from Li Zhen, the loss only lasted for a moment.

Facing Li Zhen's invitation, she thought about it.

No rejection.

He single-handedly stirred up turmoil in the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

It was Taoist Li who the Buddhists called the enemy of Buddha.

In the tenth year of Jingming Dynasty, she first landed on the Central Plains and heard the name and the deeds behind it.

Qi Hongshuang's heart was already full of curiosity.

Of course.

Li Zhen was more curious about the story between her and Feng Chong.

For example.

How did she rescue Feng Chong, and what happened between the two of them after that.

Li Zhen also asked Feng Chong when he was thinking about it.

But unfortunately, this guy is very strict.

Whenever I ask this question, I will talk right and wrong and pretend to be crazy.

Anyway, it’s just two words: don’t tell!

Even though Bai Yuan, who had become very familiar with him later, tried to coax words out of him, he still gained nothing.

From that moment on, Li Zhen knew there must be a story in it.

Maybe like Xiao Longnu who rescued Yang Guo?

Or could it be said that it was like Fenglingdu's lifelong misunderstanding at first sight?

Li Zhen is not sure.

But he was curious.

So, they brought in a small table, chairs, and placed fruits and vegetables.

Of course, a handful of sunflower seeds are indispensable when listening to stories.

But Li Zhen thought about it.

Let nature open a pot of wine again.

A pot of wine brewed from semi-finished spiritual rice that he and Lao Ma managed to cultivate for several years.

I remember the past, before the books in Chuixiang Building were moved away.

He exchanged the opportunity to climb to the second floor for the story of the climber.

But now the books in the building are gone.

The original agreement became empty talk.

But a deal is a deal.

He, Avenue Chief Li, is not the kind of person who prostitutes for free.

In this case, let's pay for it with this wine.

As it happens, I have some wine.

It depends on whether your story is touching or not.

Li Zhen sat down and looked at Qi Hongshuang expectantly.

Behind him, Bai Yuan stood quietly, unwilling to leave.

For the story of my own style brothers.

Lao Bai, but he is also very curious!

"Girl, do you mind?"

Li Zhen looked like an old man sitting in the streets and alleys at dusk and asking around for gossip.

Qi Hongshuang was a little silent, not knowing what to say.

How to say?

Are you saying that you, an old Taoist priest, are disrespectful?

Or, why do you, an old man, gossip so much that you also want to inquire about things among young people?

She pursed her thin lips and made a decision in her heart.

If anyone wants to hear her story, let's tell it.

Children overseas have always dared to love and hate.

There's nothing hard to say.

"How about~"

"You want some too."

Li Zhen watched her stare at the sunflower seeds in her hand.

He held out his hand to her.

Qi Hongshuang forced a smile and shook her head, rejecting his kindness.

It was as if he had cleared his thoughts and explained everything.

The story between her and Feng Chong is actually not unusual.

It's like a hero who has always been talked about by the world saves the beauty, and the beauty falls in love with him.

Only this time, it's reversed.

Qi Hongshuang fished up the last breath of Feng Chong by a small river next to her ancestral land.

And, brought it home.

Call it home.

In fact, it was just a simple bamboo house built in a hurry.

Qi Hongshuang's ancestors crossed the sea and stayed away from the Central Plains.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the glorious ancestral land has long since fallen into disrepair.

When she came back this time, she just had a casual look.

Then they settled in a cottage here, and what the adults in Jingjing's family called a "great change" came.

However, she met Feng Chong.

The days in the past were dull and made her very uncomfortable.

Gradually, changes occurred.

She began to get used to watching him practice his sword every day until he went crazy.

I was also used to keeping a straight face and cooking him portion after portion of bitter medicine.

I would also sit on the roof under the starry sky at night, with the evening breeze blowing, and listen to his quiet description of the peaceful life he longed for.

she was thinking

Just be an ordinary, ordinary person like that.

It seems, not bad.

However, all peace will eventually be broken.

No matter how good the peace is, it is just a falsehood created by humans.

When the real world is in front of you, it will always be difficult to make a choice.

So Feng Chong made a decision.

he's gone.

Completely disappeared from Qi Hongshuang's sight.

So, she also came out.

Step out of the ordinary life that you have gradually adapted to and set foot on the world again.

Following in the footsteps of someone who left without saying goodbye.

Searching all the way until this moment.

Standing in the Chuixiang Tower, he stood in front of Li Zhen.

But she was still late and missed.

The distance between them.

The difference is one year, which is 30,000 miles westward.

It is separated by vast mountains and seas and a vast desert.

They are Dazhou and Tianzhu, two completely different countries.

Thinking of this, Li Zhen felt like cursing for no reason.

Of course, it’s not you who’s scolding you.

Of course it was the unfilial disciple Sun Fengchong.

With such a good master, I don't care.

You have to wait until the moment you lose it before you know how to cherish it, right?

No wonder this unfilial disciple refused to tell these things no matter how he asked.

It turned out that I felt guilty and regretful.

It's just that this shame and regret are not greater than the deep-seated hatred in my heart!

"Ah~"

Li Zhen sighed. He couldn't talk about this.

So he opened the wine jar on the table.

"Maybe you can drink?"

Qi Hongshuang, who seemed a little distracted after being pulled out of her memories, nodded, then shook her head.

"I used to drink, but now I don't."

"This is."

"Have you become a good person?"

"Ah, bah! Quit?"

Li Zhen looked at this weak-looking woman.

Feng Chong became even more angry and refused to argue.

Such a nice girl is willing to give up drinking for you, but why are you running away?

"The girl's story is very good, you might as well try Pindao's wine."

He scolded Qi Hongshuang in his heart, and then said seriously to Qi Hongshuang.

She looked at the wine jar, which was like a blue sky, with some hazy wine pulp in it.

His eyes were a little blurred and he was silent for a moment.

Slowly spit out one word:

"it is good."

"good!"

Li Zhen applauded.

Under the table, he stepped hard on the blind guy behind him.

Do we still have to let Pindao pour the wine by himself?

Does the newly brewed wine taste good?

The answer is yes.

There is nothing good about wine.

Drinking is not about drinking well.

It's about expressing appropriate emotions on appropriate occasions.

Just like this, just like this.

New wine is neither strong nor sour.

Its taste is bland.

Just like the flowing clouds passing through the sky, they cannot take away any of the original color of the sky.

It was just like Qi Hongshuang's state of mind at this time.

It's empty, no one can live there anymore.

So, she was a little drunk.

There were two patches of blush visible to the naked eye on his face.

The sight of the seriously injured person seemed to flash before her eyes.

But he still laughed and joked with her, saying that he wanted to be her apprentice.

It turns out that so much time has passed without realizing it.

"Chong'er~"

"Where are you now?"

"Master will definitely find you."

she murmured.

Suddenly he woke up and whispered softly with clear eyes:

"Taoist Priest, does this wine have a name?"

Li Zhen looked at her carefully and suddenly smiled:

"Pindao likes to call it the fade-out bird."

"But, some people also call it immortal drunkenness."

"Whatever you call it is up to you."

"The Immortal is Drunk~"

Qi Hongshuang burped, her eyes bursting with brilliant colors.

"Good wine!"

"Good name!"

She stood up and shook.

Behind her, the plain umbrella followed her.

It's like flying.

Qi Hongshuang left.

He danced his sword crazily for a while as if no one was around.

Bringing the gift Li Zhen gave her: the only two altars of immortal drunkenness this year.

She swept away the worries in her chest in the past, and brought back the pride of those days when she braved the endless sea.

Head towards the west and continue to look for the disobedient disciple.

"Have you thought about it?"

"If that kid doesn't take revenge, he won't go back with you."

Li Zhen shouted from a distance behind her.

After discovering that Feng Chong was not thinking about his little cabbage, he felt relieved.

He also told Qi Hongshuang where Feng Chong was going and what mattered most to him.

Qi Hongshuang did not look back, but waved her hand towards him very domineeringly:

"If he wishes, I will repay it for him."

"If you don't want to, then I will stay with him until he kills his enemy."

"Anyway, I recognize him."

It sounded like words that didn't fit her appearance.

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Zhen's mouth.

He said, how could a woman from overseas have such a soft temperament?

This is right!

It seems that today's wine was not given for free.

Just turning around, I saw Bai Yuan's old, miserable face.

A bit unlucky.

After hearing such a touching story, how could I act like this?

"My benefactor, I agreed that I would be drunk by the gods to build up the reputation of the restaurant."

Li Zhen glanced at him.

Too lazy to deal with this flirtatious guy.

"Are you short of money?"

"not bad."

"That's okay, let's wait until next year."

Li Zhen turned his head and walked slowly back to the house.

Then, I heard Bai Yuan whispering quietly from behind:

"What kind of love is this? It really has such magic power!"

"Can a person give up his life and forget about death, pursuing so hard?"

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

Li Zhen was listening behind him and really wanted to turn his head and kick him.

You are a man who even paid for his wives and concubines.

Can you know what the love of children in the world is?

Pretending to understand if you don’t understand.

But after thinking about it, I ignored him.

After so many years, he finally saw a story that fit the story of his past life.

It can be regarded as the fulfillment of a dream from back then.

This story should come to light.

"Hiccup~"

The immortal was a little drunk, and Li Zhen was going to take a nap.

It felt like I had forgotten something, but I didn't think of it for a while.

Simply ignore it and wait until you wake up.

Hululu~

The long-lost snoring sounded in the empty building.

Squeak.

Nature appeared from nowhere and quietly closed the door.

The briquettes probed and tried to break into it.

But a pair of hands grabbed the back of Destiny's neck.

"Shh~"

"Don't disturb the Taoist priest while he's resting."

The man said so.

The night is dark and the stars are fading.

Outside the city, the light and shadow of the old trees swayed, and a night owl sang low.

On a country road covered with weeds and gravel.

Suddenly, there was a flash of fire.

Gradually, it gets closer and closer, and becomes brighter and brighter.

"Pooh!"

The visitor groped in the darkness by the light of the fire.

"Damn it, why is this ruined temple built in such a useless place?"

"If the rumors are true, then so be it. If they are false, grandpa, I won't smash you to pieces!"

A human figure shone out in a flash of orange fire, but it was none other than Wang San.

"That's it!"

He steadily looked ahead.

Then he plucked up the courage and walked towards the ruined temple.

There was no door, so it was probably taken back by the run-down family and used as firewood.

Just enough time to push the door open, Wang San walked straight in.

There were many footprints on the dusty ground.

It seems to indicate that there are not a few people coming in and out of this place in recent days.

Looking up, I can no longer see clearly which statue of the god is enshrined in the temple.

Only the broken desk was left, with a bit of unfinished smoke floating in the air.

"Hey, this damn place."

Wang San felt chilly in his heart.

I looked around and didn't see anything strange.

I wondered if I had been deceived.

But it’s here, so there’s no harm in giving it a try.

He immersed himself in laying out the sacrifices according to what the good-hearted person said.

Never seen.

The dim face of the statue suddenly lit up with a faint and heroic light.

Empty and cold.

(End of this chapter)