Samcheong

"Put all the talismans inside, don't get too playful and forget about business, I will call you back when the time comes." Yin Cheng put a small package in Yao Guang's arms, and said: "These are all from your senior brothers and sisters." Take the trouble to write..."

Yao Guang jumped up and down anxiously: "I know, don't worry."

Yin Cheng was silent, and finally reached out to pat him on the head.

The aura flashed by, and before Yao Guang had time to see the process clearly, he landed outside Lingxiao Town in the blink of an eye.

It was getting late at this time, and every household was lit up with red lanterns, which looked very lively.

In order to have a good time to hang out and play tomorrow, Yao Guang didn't bother to look around, so she hurried to the door of the first house and took out a magic talisman to stick next to it, and hurried to the second house.

This job looked easy, but it was unavoidably exhausting after a long time. His arms were sore after midnight.

Unexpectedly, as he was busy biting the lantern, a child suddenly ran out from the yard behind him, and called timidly: "Taoist..."

Yao Guang looked back in a daze, and took down the handle of the lantern he was holding: "What's the matter, why don't you sleep at home?"

The child said, "Master Daoist, don't give my family a sticker, okay?"

"That's okay, there will be evil spirits coming to you." Yao Guang made a face to scare him.

The child raised his head and said, "My mother passed away last month. Grandma said that during the Ghost Festival, ghosts will come out and walk around, so my mother will come back to see me."

Wen Yan Yaoguang was silent for a while, and then said: "Okay, you go to rest."

"Thank you, Brother Taoist!" The child was happy, and ran back to the yard with a big smile on his face.

Humans and ghosts have different paths. After death, people will follow black and white impermanence into the world of yin and yang. Facing the next reincarnation, if they are still greedy for the things of the mortal world and refuse to cross the bridge of Naihe, they will violate the rules of heaven and will be beaten to death by ghosts.

Master has said all these things.

Yao Guang also misses his mother very much, but somehow understands that it is better to let her go forever if she is no longer in this world.

At this point in his thoughts, he couldn't help but raised his head and sighed against the dark blue sky, then shook his arm that was almost unable to lift, and stuck the talisman on the door of the child's house.

The talisman instantly melted into a golden light and receded before his eyes.

The ever-burning candlelight illuminates the Feige Liudan on the fairy island, and the gauze curtain decorated with bead curtains is rolled up by the south wind, flying leisurely.

Xiong San, who had recovered from his injuries, began to feel complacent again. His chubby body floated in the air, and he entered the inner hall and shouted, "Dijun, what are you looking at?"

Qing Ti was standing quietly before the collapse, distracted, when she heard the voice, she said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Xiong San returned to his original form and turned into a little Xiongzi. He said curiously, "New clothes! It turns out that today the fairy came to deliver the clothes."

There are two clothes in front of it, one is pure white and the other is water blue, both of which are beautifully decorated with exquisite embroidery like flying feathers.

Qingti said: "I'm going out tomorrow morning, if anyone comes to see me, you can write it down and wait for me to come back."

Xiong San turned his black eyes: "Where are you going, Dijun, you often leave the island recently."

Qingti ignored it, picked up the blue shirt, turned around and left.

Only then did Xiong San remember what he was doing here, and chased after him, "I almost forgot, Taiyi Tianzun was waiting for you outside, and he brought Polygonatum odoratum."

"Hungry Ghost Festival, he doesn't do his own thing." Qing Ti's tone was cool: "I see, I'll go in a while."

Polygonatum odoratum brewing is the best wine in Yaochi, with a fragrant fragrance, so pure that even a god would be intoxicated by it.

Xiong San was greedy, and jumped up and asked, "I'm going to drink first."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared.

It has been inseparable from Qingti since childhood, so it often makes troubles lawlessly.

The indifferent Qing Ti doesn't want to get tangled up in a little beast's mischief, so she usually lets it go.

The moon halo cleared the sky, and candles flickered by the window.

Gathering with old friends with attractive food and wine is nothing more than the happiness of the gods.

Qing Ti shook the cup and said to the silver-haired and beautiful male god in front of her, "Cang Hua, why bother me?"

"Can't I see you if I have nothing to do?" Cang Hua smiled softly, respecting him, "When will your temper change?"

Qingti half-opened and half-closed her beautiful eyes, and then showed an expression thousands of miles away.

"I went to the Heavenly Court today and checked the entry and exit records of the Taoist sect. You have often been to the human world recently." Cang Hua had no choice but to slowly put down the delicate silver cup, and told what he was worried about.

Qingti replied: "I go out as soon as I want, come in as soon as I want, what's wrong?"

Cang Hua said helplessly: "Donghua, you obviously haven't left Penglai for more than ten years."

Qingti closed his eyes and remained silent. Every time he didn't want to speak, even Yuanshi Tianzun came, and he couldn't pry his mouth open.

"Do you still remember the last time you were so attached to the world, and what happened?" Cang Hua asked softly.

Qing Ti suddenly drank the wine in the glass, and slowly filled it up for himself.

His brows and eyes were calm, but his hands trembled slightly.

This is a harbinger of anger.

Cang Hua didn't dare to say any more, and could only smile softly with his eyes.

The sun had already risen above the head, and Yao Guang, who had not slept all night, was sitting in the teahouse and felt dizzy.

In order to have a good holiday, he was sore from busy work, and finally posted all the talismans before the early morning. He also went to a small vendor to buy a lot of fireworks and water lamps, and planned to release them with Qingti before returning to the mountain.

Unexpectedly, after waiting on the street for two hours, the mysterious Qing Ti did not show up.

Maybe it's too early?

Yao Guang was lying on the wooden table thinking in a daze, and vaguely heard someone shouting downstairs.

Looking up, it turned out to be raining.

It was such a sunny day that it was inadvertently completely dark, and the stall owners and people on the side of the road were so shocked that they rushed home in a hurry.

Seeing that she couldn't play anymore, Yao Guang stood up angrily, and went down to the tea house with a bundle of fireworks in her arms, and raised her head at the door in panic and anxiety.

Amidst the chaos, a familiar mist gradually floated in.

He immediately turned his head and saw Shangyang, the rain master who had helped bring rain to his hometown, and asked, "You, what are you doing?"

Shang Yang is always like a puff of smoke, curling his eyes and snickering: "Little brother, why don't you go back to your mountain?"

"I'm waiting for someone! Who made you rain! There is no shortage of rain here!" Yao Guang was so depressed that he was about to burn, and shouted at him.

Shang Yang smiled: "I like it."

Yao Guang hit him with the package: "No, stop, I have an appointment with my friend!"

Shangyang likes to bully children the most. Knowing that if he stays for a long time, it will cause floods, he still can't help but say before leaving: "Your friend won't come."

After speaking, it gradually faded away and hid in the misty rain and mist.

Yao Guang chased out with red eye circles, and was immediately drenched by the pouring water.

I don't know when the deep darkness of the night will penetrate the sky, and Yao Guang, who is extremely disappointed, doesn't know how long he has been wandering in the rain in embarrassment.

The promises are gone, the festivals are gone, the fireworks are gone, and the krathongs are gone.

In the end, only an empty heart remained.

Since he was a child, he often moved with his mother, so he never had any playmates.

After entering Lingxu Mountain, the master and senior brothers are so busy that they rarely see each other, and the friends around them also only want to become immortals.

Only the beautiful Qingti, who came out of the painting, was by his side when he was sad, and Chang Siling, who gave him spells, would summon him immediately to listen to his boring words no matter how late it was.

This made Yaoguang really want to treat him well.

But it turns out that being kind to others will hurt your heart.

He obviously made an appointment, even if he couldn't come because of something, his mana is so powerful, it's always possible to come with a word.

Now it seems that it is completely forgotten.

Yao Guang walked to the entrance of the town in a daze, sadly wondering why he cared so much, why didn't he go alone happily like before?

Although he couldn't think of an answer, he couldn't even pretend to be strong.

He angrily threw down the package that had been watered down long ago, stepped on it hard a few times, and as if he couldn't understand his hatred, he picked it up and smashed it on the stone pillar, causing the broken fireworks to fall into a mess.

Just like the little idea in his heart that has been dead without a whole body.

But Yin Cheng dealt with all the backlog of trifles in Yunlu Palace in an orderly manner, stood by the window and watched the time in the rain, guessing that Yao Guang was going crazy even if he was crazy, so he summoned him in front of him with fairy art.

Unexpectedly, what suddenly appeared in front of him was a miserable drowned chicken.

Yin Chengxiuya's face was slightly startled: "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing the familiar master, Yao Guang, who was so wronged, finally couldn't help but bowed his head and cried.

Yin Cheng squatted in front of him and wiped away his tears with his hands: "Why are you crying, the talisman hasn't been pasted properly?"

Yao Guang choked with sobs: "It's pasted."

Yin Cheng said helplessly: "What happened, did you buy something fun? Did you steal something delicious again?"

Yao Guang, who always beamed with joy when he mentioned these things, still shook his head vigorously.

Yin Cheng sighed: "If you have troubles, can you tell Master?"

Yao Guang was sobbing out of breath: "No one plays with me."

... For such a trivial matter, Yin Cheng was slightly relieved: "Why don't you ask my brother to go with you?"

Yao Guang also cried: "They are too naive and have no common language."

Yin Cheng laughed, and stroked his watery little face: "Then master will accompany you next year, please, don't cry."

Yao Guang suddenly hugged him and whimpered, "I'm never going again, I hate going down the mountain!"

"If you don't go, don't go. I'll stay with Master on the mountain." Yin Cheng hugged him. I don't know how many times he found that even if he could understand the most obscure scriptures, he couldn't read the heart of a moody child.

By the time Yao Guang was coaxed to take a bath and sleep, it was already very late.

Yin Cheng took off the newly worn long sword wearily, sat on the edge with blank eyes, and turned to look at Yao Guang when he heard the gasp.

This guy actually fell asleep and secretly shed tears.

Yin Cheng reached out to help him wipe it off, but found that he was so cold that he had a low-grade fever, so he had to add a brocade quilt, and went to the closed pharmacy, rolled up his delicate long sleeves, and prepared some wind-cold medicine to boil.

The long silent night, the faint fragrance of medicine.

He leaned tiredly by the side of the cupboard and slowly fanned the medicine stove. Although he was worried, he couldn't help but pray that everything would pass through such trivial matters safely.

In the past, when senior brother was alive, his favorite word was to have nothing else to ask for.

Now Yin Cheng has nothing else to ask for.

Probably the reason for having nothing else to ask for is that I want to protect the most important thing with all my strength.

It's a pity that since ancient times, the world has been impermanent, and when people's wishes are fulfilled.