Zhu Yuanzhang, who commanded the wind and rain, lived a long and arduous life.

Li Jinglong was completely dumbfounded.

How could that person possibly be here?

Could it be that I've misread it?

Correct!

I must have misread it!

There are so many people in the world who look alike, who knows, maybe this is it? Absolutely!

Li Jinglong seemed to have found the answer, but when he looked over again...

No matter which way you look at it, it looks the same, perfectly matching the great figure in my memory.

this….

Li Jinglong was completely dumbfounded.

He walked up to the three children.

The little guy didn't listen.

Zhu Changye looked at it calmly, then took out the Book of Good Deeds. The book flipped open in front of him with a rustling sound, and finally remained on one page.

then,

Or rather... she is dead.

Then, covering her face, she walked towards the place to relieve herself.

She held her grandmother's hand and, seeing that her grandmother was bleeding profusely, found a clean towel nearby and gently wiped her grandmother's blood-stained face and body.

The little girl, who had been somewhat frightened, nodded.

At that time, Zhu Changye told Chang Le that he wouldn't see her off, but then turned around and continued writing couplets to give to his neighbors.

"Recently, there have been more people coming to the temple to burn incense, but... it feels like something is missing."

He stared at the little girl, staring intently, his expression unreadable.

"Master, you are back."

Thud…

A sound was heard, and blood splattered on the spot.

Especially since the eldest grandson of the emperor and Empress Ma are both at Tianyun Temple, this Tianyun Temple is not as simple as I imagined. It's always right to be cautious.

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courtyard.

Grandma was such a good person, why did she have to go through something like this?

"Grandpa, Grandma... when Grandma had the accident, she must have been in so much pain."

The man's eyes widened: "We...we have some good medicine in our clinic, for this person..."

His expression was alright before the calculation, but after the calculation, it became increasingly serious.

A flood broke out in Lijia Village. Li Hu and Lin Xianghua went to rescue some children. They saved the children, but Li Hu was swept away by the flood due to exhaustion and died at the age of forty-three.

Through the Book of Good and Evil, Zhu Changye also understood Li Qingqing's personality.

This disciple of Tianyun Temple was unaware of Zhu Xiong Ying's resurrection. Zhu Xiong Ying's death and resurrection were secrets of the royal family and the court, and the common people naturally did not know about them.

Perhaps the family felt ashamed, because while taking the couplets, they kept saying things like, "Shizhen has such good writing skills, he truly deserves to be the number one scholar in our village," and so on.

The man was flustered; it seemed to be his first time riding a horse, and he couldn't control it well—something went wrong.

At this moment, the Tianyun Temple disciple who was leading the way came back and asked when he saw that Li Jinglong had not arrived yet.

The child's mother immediately asked someone nearby to watch the child and ran over to check on Lin Xianghua. As she ran out, a man in his thirties from among the crowd dashed off like an arrow.

Li Jinglong rubbed his eyes hard, but no matter how much he rubbed, the two important figures were still there, in this Tianyun Temple.

After all the greetings were finished, Zhu Changye asked, "What happened to those three children?"

But it was all for naught, because Lin Xianghua had already died.

If Qingqing and her mother were here, they would probably play like this too, right?

Zhu Changye led the little girl toward her grandmother's place.

I need to buy my granddaughter Qingqing's favorite food.

At this moment, the people stared blankly at Lin Xianghua lying in a pool of blood.

If you stop cultivating, there's no entertainment available here.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Xianghua placed the incense sticks into the incense burner and bowed earnestly.

She's been praying to the Three Pure Ones lately, and maybe the Three Pure Ones will really help her. Qingqing will be back soon. She's not feeling well and can't travel around, so it's always good to buy things in advance and have them ready.

The old doctor rushed to Lin Xianghua, and after speaking, examined her body and performed emergency treatment.

While traveling, as if seeing the past, Zhu Changye saw the old man kneeling devoutly on a prayer mat, praying for his granddaughter and asking the Three Pure Ones to save her.

There,

Lin Xianghua couldn't help but imagine those two people as her daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

today,

moment,

She made a vow to the Three Pure Ones: if she died, her grandson would be born.

But there has been no news for three days, and there is nothing an old woman can do but come to this Taoist temple to burn incense and pray that her granddaughter will be rescued soon.

One image after another kept appearing in my mind.

"Sir, would you like to relieve yourself?"

Grandma Lin, also known as Lin Xianghua, is from Lin Village.

When he first entered the clinic, he was a hot-blooded young man who couldn't stand injustice in the world.

That's the eldest grandson of the emperor, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he's going to take a mere Taoist temple abbot as his master?!

Li Jinglong was completely dazed, feeling like his brain couldn't process what he was going through.

He lightly flicked his black robe, the Book of Good Deeds disappearing into his sleeve. He picked up Li Qingqing, who had just been rendered unconscious by his magic, and soon his and Li Qingqing's bodies gradually became ethereal. With a step, they vanished like sand in the wind, disappearing without a trace...

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Medical clinic.

"Grandma, please don't go."

She looked at Lin Xianghua lying in a pool of blood. It was the old woman! The old woman had reacted in the most critical moment, pulling her son away with her hand, which saved her child from danger and allowed him to brush past the out-of-control horse.

Along the way, every Tianyun Temple disciple he encountered greeted him, and Zhu Changye responded with a nod.

"Senior brother... just once, is that not enough?" The man gritted his teeth and clenched his hands.

"Master, it's...it's very good."

"grandmother!!"

These are the disciples who were tied up on the mountain yesterday. After they escaped, they brought twelve children and finally returned today.

They arrived, but encountered bandits on the way. The bandits took the money and killed them instead of releasing the people.

In an instant, the scene shifted.

Now she doesn't have many extravagant desires. What she wants most is to live a few more years, watch her little granddaughter Li Qingqing grow up, and if possible, get married. She also wants to hold her great-grandchild.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jinglong's eyes widened.

"Enough!" the senior brother interrupted angrily, "Bringing her back has already given our clinic a lot of headaches."

At this moment, Empress Ma went into the kitchen after finishing her work, without even taking a break.

Lin Xianghua smiled and squatted down to pick up her granddaughter, Li Qingqing.

There is only one explanation: this dying person had accumulated a great deal of merit in his life, so much so that the City God had to confirm whether there was an error in the Book of Life and Death. If there was an error, the person's lifespan would be returned; otherwise, the underworld officials would bring him back.

But Grandma remained unresponsive.

But for some reason, she suddenly didn't want to go. She felt she couldn't just go like this; if she left, she would feel terrible, and she wanted to stay.

Just then, a piercing sound came from the side; it was the sound of someone galloping towards them on horseback.

soon.

Li Qingqing hugged her grandmother, tears streaming down her face, her tear ducts completely overwhelmed.

With Lin Xianghua blocking its way, the horse stopped, but it had bloodstains on it, which came from Lin Xianghua.

A childhood resident of Lin Village…

The events of her life flashed through Zhu Changye's mind like a movie sped up hundreds of times.

Li Jinglong's actions were meant to be seen by those around him, but were they even effective?

The surrounding people pointed fingers and gossiped about the man.

"These despicable human traffickers, Grandma Lin, don't worry too much. Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. They will be brought to justice eventually."

"Oh?" Zhu Changye raised an eyebrow.

She saw her former parents, her dead parents standing at the end, her husband Li Hu, her son Li Dayong and daughter-in-law, all waiting for her. A road appeared before her.

Give him a full-on, 360-degree, intense praise.

"Two of these three children lost their parents and were forced to become beggars before being arrested. The third child couldn't find his grandmother when he got home."

"Thank you for your hard work during this time."

He smiled and leaned closer, saying, "Master, may I ask why those two were at your Taoist temple?"

Having lived in the palace for so long, ordinary people can't see calligraphy, but the palace has no shortage of scholars who can write, and their writing is much better than this.

This thought persisted until her son, Li Dayong, grew up, worked hard to pass the imperial examinations, and became a prison guard. He then said something to her.

This is not,

She rescued three children from the flood, and together with her husband, they rescued seven children.

After writing the couplets, he would smear rice paste on the back of the couplets and paste them on both sides of the front door.

The surrounding people also realized what was happening at this time. Some came over to lend a hand, while others rushed to a nearby familiar clinic to call a doctor again.

"Your grandma was accidentally hit by a wild horse, and she was... badly hurt."

"It will be within the next month or so."

Zhu Changye chuckled: "It's not too late to talk about it after we find it."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Come on, little one, I'll take you to your grandma."

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a day ago.

[Mother, if Father knew what happened to you in the afterlife, he would feel the same way you did. Mother, I am so grateful that you are still alive, and I am so proud that I, so clumsy, have you two as my parents. Mother, you have done so much. Mother, thank you.]

With a creak, the door closed, leaving Lin Xianghua alone in the empty house, waiting to die.

He was aware of Empress Ma's health condition; although she was over fifty, the elixirs he had prepared at the time had the effect of prolonging life.

When he lived with his wife Chang Le, his favorite thing to do was to make couplets. Every Spring Festival, Chang Le would ask him to show off his skills and write a festive couplet.

"How long has he been a disciple?"

He did this simply to make Li Qingqing, who was standing next to him, feel a little better.

His smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and his face was kind and approachable.

Zhu Changye looked towards his own Tianyun Temple from outside the Taoist temple, his mind becoming increasingly active.

Zhu Changye also knew what she meant.

Zhu Changye looked at the couplet with satisfaction, then went back and brought the two little ones out, asking, "What do you two think of this couplet?"

Then treat the symptoms accordingly.

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and started walking to other places. People kept brushing past him, but he never noticed them. He truly lived in his own world.

Yes, my disciple has no taste.

At this moment, a disciple of Tianyun Temple urged.

Lin Xianghua spent a lot of money to buy some offerings and came to Ziyun Temple.

These few days,

Lin Xianghua kept wondering if it was her fault.