Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Seeing that Old Man Xia was not sleeping peacefully, Ding Yi said, "Uncle, what should we do now? My niece shouldn't have asked the imperial physician. It's all my fault."

The three imperial doctors left Xia Mansion, and the affairs of Xia Mansion were heard by the emperor. Emperor Wen sat back and waited to see how Ding Yi would deal with the matter.

The next day, Old Man Xia woke up for a while and talked to Xia Wenliang. Xia Wenliang didn't understand a word he heard, but he could clearly see the pleading in his father's eyes.

I was suddenly extremely disappointed. All the admiration I had for my father since I was a child and the desire to attract his attention, at this moment, disappeared.

Xia Wenliang looked up and didn't look at him, and Old Man Xia kept mumbling even louder.

“Roar…Roar…Roar…” He panted heavily and successfully exhausted himself to the point of passing out.

Before he finished drinking the three doses of medicine, Old Man Xia had already returned to the underworld. When the poison took effect, he was in excruciating pain.

I don’t know if he regretted it at the last moment.

After quietly handling the funeral of old man Xia, Xia Wenliang filed a complaint and brought Xia Xueyue, Xia Xuezhen and Xia Xuexuan to court.

Emperor Wen arranged for the three courts to hold a joint trial and close the case as quickly as possible.

Due to irrefutable evidence, the three sisters were sentenced to be executed in the autumn.

The Xia family split up, Ding Yi moved into the Princess's Mansion with Xia Chengxi, and the second branch was driven out.

The Xia family started to prosper during Old Man Xia's generation, which led to the establishment of the Xia Mansion. After Old Man Xia passed away, the third branch of the family fell apart.

Especially for the second wife, Emperor Wen had a lot of evidence in his hands. If the second wife wanted to study, learn martial arts, or become an official, she could forget about it. The reason why she was still alive was because Emperor Wen was merciful and did not care.

Ding Yi didn't want to take care of the child. Ten days after the separation, Ding Yi prepared to practice with Taoist Xinglan. He sent Xia Chengxi back to the Xia Mansion and left.

Entering the Tao is like entering the world, and entering the world is also entering the Tao.

Compared with the boring and painful Taoist Hundred Arts, Ding Yi still prefers Hundred Arts.

As long as she runs faster and is busy enough, the little brat won't be able to rely on her.

In the cool and refreshing autumn season, a group of prisoners arrived outside the vegetable market. Three of them were the most obvious. Although they had slender figures, they were given heavy sentences and were cursed by the people.

The royal family emphasizes filial piety, and the people below follow suit. Those who are unfilial are punished with sticks, not to mention the drama of a granddaughter poisoning her grandfather. Many people have never seen such a case in their lifetime.

"Noon has arrived, kill!"

The sunlight was so hot that it dazzled people. Three heads rolled to the ground, their pupils dilated, and they were filled with fear.

After completing her mission, Ding Yi left the capital and traveled all over the world, leaving her footprints in every place.

I have tasted delicacies from different places, seen vastly different scenery, and experienced vastly different customs.

Given the experience of almost starving to death at the beginning, Ding Yi would pack up the local delicacies whenever he arrived at a place. Anyway, the space is large enough, and whatever you put in will remain the same when you take it out, so you don't have to worry about spoilage. It is a good equipment for home travel.

The bad thing is that it cannot accommodate living things. Ding Yi even wanted to load her own carriage and horses in it. These were divine horses that she had trained herself, which could travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles at night.

It's a pity to throw it away.

The Xia brothers and sisters got married one after another. Ding Yi didn't show up, but the gifts were there.

Twenty years later, Xia Wenyun has been transformed into a dignified and steady middle-aged lady, but Ding Yi is still the same.

Xia Chengxi grew a beard and looked much older.

Ten years later, Xia Wenliang passed away, and Ding Yi came back to see him off for the last time. Both of them knew what had happened, but neither of them exposed it.

Ding Yi traveled all the way without stopping. Over the years, she participated in many discussions and saw off many predecessors.

Those who have entered the Tao are indeed stronger than ordinary people, but their strength is limited. They will also experience birth, aging, sickness and death, and no one can stop them when their life span is up.

Before he died, Taoist Xinjue held Ding Yi's hand and said with a smile: "I don't know if this world will be able to live forever one day. The scriptures record: I don't know whose son I am, but I am the predecessor of the Emperor Xiang. Tao Yan, do you think there will be immortality?"

Ding Yi did not answer, and Taoist Xinjue left with regret.

After Xinjue left, no one called her Tao Yan anymore, and instead everyone called her by her Taoist name, Taoist Congyun.

She is as free as a cloud, as unrestrained as a cloud, floating unsteadily.

Xia Chengxi wrote a letter before he died, and it took two or three years for it to reach her.

There was only one sentence on it: "How is my sister?"

Ding Yi turned to the wind and echoed: "Okay!"

She knew that her character had collapsed again. She didn't expect that the little brat was so smart. Ding Yi tried not to appear in front of Xia Chengxi, but he still recognized her.

After returning to the capital, Ding Yi saw the emperor sitting on the throne. The emperor had gray hair. He looked at the person who suddenly appeared. After being frightened, he was surprised.

"I've met my aunt."

"No need to be polite."

"Auntie, are you leaving again after coming back?"

"Come back and see, you're doing great."

Ding Yi came suddenly and left suddenly. At the ancestral tomb of Xia Village, Xia Chengxi served as the Minister of Justice, leaving a colorful page in the family tree.

His tomb is more luxurious than others, and you can tell it’s his at a glance.

The area in front of Xia Chengxi's tomb was cleaned thoroughly. Ding Yi lit a stick of incense and sat down.

"You asked me if Xia Taoyan was okay. I didn't have time to tell you that she was fine. When you see her down there, remember to tell her not to be so sentimental in the next life. A real woman will fight when she's not convinced. Crying annoys those who hate her and makes those who care about her anxious."

Sitting on the ground, Ding Yi carefully recited the Sutra of Rebirth in front of the grave, then moved to the grave of Xia Wenmao and his wife. The couple were buried together, and there was a small mound next to them, with a few clothes worn by Xia Taoyan in it.

It was Xia Chengxi's hands and feet.

Unexpectedly, she already knew at that time that she was not herself.

No wonder he didn't cry or make a fuss. He stayed quietly in the Princess's Mansion, and he said goodbye to her obediently when she sent him back to the Xia Mansion.

He had recognized her then, or perhaps even earlier.

This incident gave Ding Yi a lot of inspiration: Don't underestimate children.

Ding Yi is almost eighty years old, but she still looks like a young girl.

In the following thirty years, she did not travel around, but returned to Taichu Temple to practice Taoist arts, which allowed her to research many good things and their uses.

……

"I'm home?"

"Yeah." When concentrating, he doesn't want to talk. Ding Yi suddenly developed the habit of concentrating, and Yaoyao was a little uncomfortable with it.

When I wake up, I feel refreshed and all unnecessary emotions are taken away.

"There is a special mission, do you want to try it?" Yaoyao asked with an unnatural tone.

Ding Yi looked at it for a long time and said with a smile: "Let's try it."

A white light flashed, and Ding Yi appeared in a dilapidated house. Although the house was broken, it reflected a sense of technology everywhere.

Standing in front of the mirror, a deformed child with a big head, skinny limbs and body appeared in the mirror.

"So ugly." It's not that I dislike it, it's that I'm shocked by its ugliness.

Sitting on the sofa that looked extremely noble but was actually cold, there was no trace of any plot in Ding Yi's mind.

"Yaoyao, what's the plot of this world?"