Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

Later, I used the careless wind to pass the years, and there was no more youth before that...

The incident of A Yao was dealt with hastily, and Zhang Lang became more and more lawless. At first, he just killed stray animals in public, and later he killed the children in the school. Niu Niu also died at his hands. A Juan was depressed and passed away a few years later.

When I saw Niuniu's body in the government office, I realized how cruel and cold-blooded I was at that time. I made you give up your revenge. After Ajuan died, I went to seek revenge without any worries. I found Zhang Lang who had just finished his coming-of-age ceremony in the brothel. The two evil servants died of a stroke. Zhang Lang escaped because he drank too much. I chopped off his arm with a knife, and now he has become a county magistrate.

Brother Wang, if nothing unexpected happens, you should be in the secret passage now. This secret passage was used by my master to hide from his enemies. The exit is the pit where A Yao fell in the back mountain. I prepared a lot of food in the secret passage, so there is no need to worry about food for ten days or half a month. If you knew that the disciples I drove down the mountain might be chased by officials around the mountain road, a cat and mouse game, wouldn’t you think I was a bit cruel? But I have no choice. I don’t want the old Taoist’s yard to be stained with blood. I don’t want to fall into Zhang Lang’s hands. Back then, I was lucky enough to cut off his arm and escape the pursuit. Now of course, there is no way to escape alive, so I smeared poison on the wine glass. I really want to see Zhang Lang’s furious look, but unfortunately I can’t see it.

Brother Wang, I am already very satisfied to have met you. Those who served as lackeys to Lord Zhang in the past all had a bad ending. I participated in it and got a position of not too small or not, which can be regarded as helping the evil. I hope that the punishment in hell can be more severe so that I can have a chance to atone for my sins.

I know you can't understand why I didn't let other disciples know about the existence of the secret passage. It's me who didn't want to. The old Taoist's disciples ran away to set up their own schools one by one, ruining the old Taoist's reputation. The remaining group of people followed me just for the secret book in my hand that is said to make them immortal. If I really tell them the secret passage, your life will be in danger. If only one person can survive, I hope that person is you, Brother Wang, because you deserve it. If happiness is too difficult, I wish you peace. In the future, find someone to live a good life with. "

Looking at the letter in his hand, Brother Wang's eyes, which had long lost their tears, finally burst again, wetting the paper. The black ink smudged and only the two words "Zhang Lang" were left, as if mocking their arrogance.

"And then? What happened to Brother Wang? What happened to Zhang Lang?"

When Gu Ye heard that Brother Wang was not dead, he waited for the old man's next words, but he never waited for them.

"Then, Brother Wang let go of his obsession, married, had children and lived a happy life. Zhang Lang was beheaded. Good and evil will be rewarded in the end."

The old Taoist priest did not tell the rest of the story. From then on, there was one less person named Brother Wang in the Taoist temple, and there was one more crazy old beggar in the village square. The old beggar liked to bask in the sun on the stone lion in front of Magistrate Zhang's house. When Zhang Lang, who was visiting his family, saw him, he learned a new way to play and caught the old beggar as a test subject. The old beggar was covered with layer after layer of clay until his nostrils were filled with clay and he passed out. When he woke up, he looked like he is now.

"Impossible, he definitely can't let it go. Those are human lives. Countless people lost their lives because of a few villains. How could he not seek revenge?"

Gu Ye insisted on his own idea and tried to persuade the old man.

"Since ancient times, how many people who wanted to fight against the heavens had a good ending?"

"What the old man said is true, Gu Ye, sit down."

Mo Zhichun looked at Gu Ye who was rolling up his sleeves and about to rush out, and his eyebrows twitched automatically. How come he was getting more and more backward? He wasn't so idealistic when they first met.

"You told us this story, I guess, to tell us about the relationship between Mr. Xing and Zhang Lang? Just like the constraints of the rules, you can't convey the information directly, you can only convey it through storytelling."

Mo Zhichun had observed before that the old man wanted to say something to him, but every time he opened his mouth, no sound came out. Even though he could read lips, he couldn't understand what the old man meant. That was naturally the limitation of the world's rules. The old man would also pause when writing on his palm. Everything showed that the message the old man conveyed was not allowed by the rules.

"You guessed it right. As expected of you."

"They are related in past and present lives, right? Zhang Lang has a past and present life, so you are looking for A Yao's present life. And A Yao is a plum tree in this life. By the time you find it, it's already too late."

Mo Zhichun thought of the plum blossoms in the first scene, and the vague memory became clear. The crazy old Taoist priest squatted on the ground holding a plum branch, shouting, "Ayao, Ayao, Dad is here, can you see if Dad is okay?"

"What is the relationship between A Yao and Ye Yao?"

Ye Yao's identity is obviously related to Ye Zhiqiu, how come he is also related to A Yao? Mo Zhichun was puzzled and asked the old man.

"My benefactor entrusted Ye Yao to me, but unfortunately my awakening time has been shortened as Ye Yao grew up. Back then, my benefactor sealed A Yao's soul in Ye Yao's body, saying that when he comes again, A Yao's soul will automatically be unsealed."

The old man picked and chose from the soil on the ground, found a purple flower, crushed it, and presented the scene to everyone.

After being tempered by high temperatures, the old man was left with only a soul. The villagers placed him in a dilapidated temple and replaced the statue of Mr. Zhang, which was a silent resistance.

Mo Zhichun appeared outside the window of the dilapidated temple with blood on the corner of his mouth, holding a child covered in blood. He watched the villagers worshiping an ordinary person without a soul. He waited for the villagers to leave and put the child on the straw spread on the ground.

He cast a cleansing spell on himself and the child, pulling the two souls in the void to his side, staring at the dark causal lines above the souls and frowning slightly. It's a bit troublesome.

He said to the Taoist's soul: "Time is running out, so I'll make it short. Your son is cursed with bad luck. I can save your son from the cycle, but you also have to help me do something."

Mo Zhichun pointed at the obviously dazed child's soul, then looked at the Taoist priest with a bewildered face. Without much time to explain, he had to solve the problem simply and roughly by stuffing the dazed soul into the body of the boy lying on the straw.

"Okay, I'll put your son into Ye Yao's body, so that they can be two souls in one body and nourish your son's soul. When I come next time, your son's soul will be awakened, and his fate will be changed."

"Puff", Mo Zhichun in the picture spat out a mouthful of blood, took off the green bracelet on his wrist, and put it on Ye Yao's wrist. The figure gradually faded, and a spell hit the statue, and the Taoist priest could transform into a human form.