Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Although nothing has happened now, it is always wrong to walk in the world with a small snake on your body.

Just thinking about going back tonight, let her take advantage of this matter and let her put the spiritual song elsewhere, so as to save trouble in the future.

But the shopkeeper told the staff in the store in a trembling voice, "Go to the government office to report to the official, and then go to the front Puji hall to buy some realgar and come back, spread it around, don't let these poisons enter the store again and disturb the customers."

Reporter again?Simeng really doesn't understand, but it's just a little snake, and it didn't hurt her at all, so why bother the government?

The guy had just left the store, and Simeng couldn't help asking: "Shopkeeper, does the government care about such things?"

The shopkeeper said: "The two of you must not be locals, right?"

Seeing the two of them nodding, she said again: "In Bingzhou, and even in the entire Shang Kingdom, snakes are extremely vicious and taboo. Not to mention inside the city, even in the mountains and wild forests outside the city, if you find a snake, you must get rid of it on the spot. , and report it to the government afterwards. If you are unable to deal with it yourself, the police who specialize in snake labor will bear the responsibility."

She said it seriously, not as if she was joking, and Xiangmeng was even more puzzled.

It is common sense to say that individual people are afraid of snakes.

But I have never heard that the whole city and even the whole country regard it as a taboo, so I can't help but worry about her little spiritual song, I'm afraid they won't be able to stay in this Shang country for a long time.

Just because of their strange habit of avoiding snakes, she had to leave as soon as possible for Ling Ge's safety.

Just when her thoughts were in confusion, she heard Mu Zili ask: "But your country has been harmed by snakes and insects before? Why are you so taboo?"

At this time, the shopkeeper glanced around and made sure that there was no one around. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Thanks to the help of the two of you today, I saved the little one from a difficult situation. The little one has spoken to the two of you." She said again He raised his eyes and glanced at the door of the store, and then said: "Actually, it's not that the people in China are afraid of snakes. There is a past incident that cannot be explained to outsiders. The small one is also because he used to work in the clothing workshop in the palace. Know a thing or two."

According to the shopkeeper, the ban on snakes was actually caused by the decree of Baili Rong, the female monarch of the Shang Kingdom, five years ago, and the reason probably had something to do with her beloved daughter, Princess Ice.

The people only know that the monarch's will must not be violated, but they don't know that this matter is related to the princess.

As for why, no one knows.

After coming out of Nishang Pavilion, it was almost dusk, and the crowds on the street were obviously much less.

But the lanterns on the side of the street are getting brighter, although it is not as prosperous as in the daytime, it is also a special scene.

But Simeng was a little unhappy, she kept her head down and said nothing, not in the mood to appreciate these lanterns with different shapes.

Mu Zili followed behind her with big bags and small bags, never asking each other.

The two walked quietly through the sea of ​​lights, one in front and one behind, silent.

It wasn't until she sensed the breath of the spiritual song again that she stopped, stood where she was, and turned to look at him.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Return the spiritual song to me!"

Mu Zili stood still, looked at her for a while after scanning the crowd, and then said: "It's not easy for him to cultivate, why don't we just let him go!"

Like a dream, he was startled, "Do you mean that if he follows me, he will hinder his cultivation? If so, why don't you? Why don't you all go! Leave me alone in the world! Anyway, we are not the same kind. people."

Like a dream, she was furious for no reason, when she heard the shopkeeper talk about the custom of avoiding snakes in this country, she was already very puzzled, but she didn't expect Mu Zili to mention this inexplicably, which made her even more upset.

Mu Zili obviously didn't expect that his proposal would make her so disgusted.

Some regretted what I said just now, but after I said it, I had to continue, "Meng'er, the spiritual song is different from you and me. He was taught by the gods, so he must have a lot of immortal fate. As long as he devotes himself to practicing, he will be able to survive the calamity in the future Feixian. But now that he has signed a covenant with you, he is bound by you, and his practice is bound to be influenced by you. I see that you care so much about human affairs and have no intention of cultivating immortality. Wouldn't he follow you..."

"Mu Zili! This is a matter between this girl and the spiritual song! Besides, which eye of yours sees that the girl has no intention of cultivating immortality? And which eye sees that I hinder the cultivation of the spiritual song? You only see him snoozing every day , you thought he was influenced by me and missed his practice? He was willing to make a covenant with me, and he didn't come to accuse me, so you care about such trivial matters?" Simeng didn't expect him to say this, and his veins were so blue with anger He raised his finger and pointed at the tip of his nose, and reprimanded sharply.

Although it was already noisy in the street market, her high-pitched voice still attracted the attention of everyone passing by.

It was only then that Mu Zili realized that he had slipped his words, his complexion froze slightly, his tall figure trembled, and when he regained his composure, he saw many spectators around him, so he had to impose a restraint secretly, and then said to Simeng: "Meng Don't be annoyed! I also do it for the good of Menger and Lingge..."

Before he could explain, Simeng interrupted him, "Okay! I know you don't have any malicious intentions, but Lingge is so young, I don't worry about him practicing alone in the world. What if he meets Li Ju'an again with an evil intention? People, don’t you want to be dangerous? From my point of view, the immortal he mentioned may not be regarded as a real immortal, and he may be just like you and me, just a fake. But out of good intentions, I can’t bear to see him doing something for you in the mountains. Orion was injured, so I taught him some simple cultivation methods to help him protect himself. If it is so simple to cultivate an immortal, how could he be willing to conclude a contract with me for spirit beasts? Besides, you will only say that I and Spirit Song , What about you? After practicing for many years, have you ever thought about flying immortals?"

Simeng was very dissatisfied, how could he know that she had no intention of cultivating immortals, she was just a newcomer and didn't understand this way.

"This..." She suddenly said about Feixian, but Mu Zili was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"What is this? Is this question difficult to answer? Isn't the purpose of your ten thousand years of hard work so that one day you can ascend to immortality and escape from the six realms of reincarnation?" Simeng frowned, not understanding why he suddenly groaned.

Mu Zili was slightly stunned, and sighed in his heart, after all, she was still in her infancy, so she thought about the matter of cultivating immortals so simply.

"Meng'er thinks that flying immortals is the purpose of cultivation?" He asked her seriously.

Like Meng raised her eyebrows, she was very sure, "Of course! A monster, even if he has practiced for a hundred years, so what about a thousand years? In fact, he is no different from ordinary people in this world. It's just that he lived a few years longer than them. In the end, he still has to cross the bridge of Naihe. You have to drink and forget the water of the river, and after the samsara is over, everything will start all over again. But those gods don’t have to be like this, they will never die or grow old, and live forever. May I ask, is there any practitioner who doesn’t want to do this?”

Although she is already a demon now, she has just cultivated for a thousand years for no reason, and she doesn't know anything about the fact of cultivating immortals.

While arguing endlessly with Mu Zili because of cultivating immortals at the Lantern Market in Bingzhou City in the Shang Dynasty like a dream, in the Wangyou Mountain far away from the world, under the layers of clouds and green bamboos, there is a man in a black robe. sneezed loudly.

In the green bamboo forest, the bamboo shadows swayed, even the new green bamboo flowers on the bamboo tip were shaken by his sneeze and fell into the slowly flowing clear spring in front of him.

"Weird! Who is scolding me behind my back?" He flicked his sleeves and rubbed his nose, revealing a face that was as hard as a knife, his eyes were like a torch, his bushy beard and deep voice all showed his personality. Rough and uninhibited.

When he was pinching his fingers to calculate carefully, he heard a pleasant call from his ear, "Elder brother! How is the green bamboo flower picking?"

He turned around and saw that she was not seen beside the clear spring, and then he remembered that she was brewing honey in the cold forest, but she was not here.Hastily smiled and said: "Little master... Mistress! Wait, it will be ready soon!"