Samcheong

The vicious Sun seems to have retreated a bit because of the Taoist priest's departure.

"He Tian wanted to take advantage of my mother, but was injured by my mother. He held a grudge and told the blind dates that my mother was a monster, and burned her alive. Today, he slandered my mother for being pregnant with Hanba, and insisted on digging out her grave." Torturing her bones..." Ruan Yao sat on the ground and choked up the story, then repeated in pain: "My mother is a good person, the drought is not because of my mother, they are talking nonsense..."

Listening to the horror of these foolish people, the Taoist priest seemed to freeze his movements, and after a long time, he touched his head with his slender hand: "Of course it's not because of your mother."

Mother also likes to touch herself like this, and the familiar feeling makes Ruan Yao, who is distraught, feel a kind of comfort she can rely on: "Master Daoist, you have great magic power, can you uphold justice for me!"

The Taoist priest looked at him with deep eyes: "What is justice?"

Ruan Yao hesitated to speak, he wanted to teach those sympathetic bastards a lesson and kill the vicious He Tian.

But facing the pair of clear eyes in front of him, he couldn't say anything cruel.

The Taoist priest sighed: "There has been a severe drought for years, the people are in dire straits, and people can't even eat enough, and even change their sons to eat, how can we teach them to do good deeds..."

After all, Ruan Yao was a half-grown child, so she didn't quite understand what he meant, so she rubbed her eyes and said, "Our village hasn't had a harvest for a long time."

The Taoist priest knelt in front of him on one knee, supported his shoulder and said, "My name is Yin Cheng, and I live in Lingxu Mountain. Would you like to come and practice with me?"

Ruan Yao once heard people say that now dignitaries like to believe in Taoism, yearn for longevity, practice alchemy all day long, and spend a lot of money to send their children to practice in order to become immortals, but that is too far away for him. Besides, I'm afraid that the poor and harsh life is not cute, so I shook my head blankly: "I want my mother."

Yin Cheng was slightly startled, and then said again: "If you go, I will rain heavily on your village, and I will make He Tian unable to do evil again."

"Really, really?" The innocent Ruan Yao hurriedly asked, gritted her teeth as if she had made up her mind: "Okay!"

Yin Cheng hugged his thin body, lowered his head, his long black hair slipped down, covering his no longer calm expression.

After those guys from He Tian fled back, the village soon knew that a fairy had appeared in a remote place, and people flocked blindly to look for it. There was too much pain to beg.

Ruan Yao followed Yin Cheng to the abandoned market in the village, where there were still black burnt marks.

With a wave of dust like snow and mist, a high platform full of Taoist talismans immediately arched on the flat ground.

When the villagers saw this strange scene, they knelt down one after another in shock, only Ruan Yao looked up stupidly with her neck up.

Dao Changfei went up to him, raised his sword and said in a clear voice: "The severe drought in Western Hunan was indeed caused by a monster, but that monster came from the prehistoric realm, and it was definitely not seen by a mortal body, and it was not killed by you...Ruan Miaojun! Break the sky for this place today The purpose of praying for rain is to spread good thoughts, and I hope that no more innocent lives will be hurt in the future!"

After he finished speaking majestically, he picked up his long sword, and the sky immediately became overcast, and he pointed at the magical talisman, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Ruan Yao only felt a gust of wind coming from nowhere, making her hair messy.

The Taoist priest's beautiful robe also turned into a butterfly in the wind, rustling.

Miracles are what suffering human beings desire most. Everyone was so excited that they knelt down on the ground, and some even wept softly.

In the sky that was gradually covered with overcast clouds, a touch of blue suddenly appeared, followed by a light, illusory smile.

Ruan Yao opened her eyes wide, and saw a man in brocade clothes who came from nowhere, lingering like smoke, entwined around Yin Cheng's body, his radiant face seemed real or unreal: "Taiwei Shangxian, this matter is out of your business. .”

Yin Cheng put down his sword and said calmly, "I will pay you back sometime."

Ruan Yao looked back in surprise, and found that everyone was unmoved, as if they could not hear their echoing conversation.

When he was distracted, there was a cool water vapor around him, and the man had drifted towards him at some point, and he was close at hand: "Little brother, what are you looking at?"

Ruan Yao couldn't help but reached out and poked his sleeve, and felt as if a puff of water mist had penetrated through it, she couldn't help but backed up half a step in fright.

The man in brocade clothes laughed again.

"Shangyang, it's not too late." Yin Cheng frowned slightly.

The man in brocade clothes clicked his tongue, swung his long sleeves abruptly, and disappeared.

Ruan Yao hadn't reacted yet, but felt something suddenly caught on her face.

When he touched it, it was water.

"It's raining! It's raining, Taoist priest!" Old man Sun yelled first, causing the hundred or so ragged peasants to wail and kowtow to the ground.

Ruan Yao stood quietly in the pouring rain, knowing for the first time what a miracle is.

The heavy rain continued, and the person who poured it was wet from head to toe.

Ruan Yao rushed into the room in embarrassment, and gave Yin Cheng a clean cloth.

Yin Cheng didn't pick it up, and just floated over with his dust whisk, sweeping away the water stains on each other's bodies.

Ruan Yao looked up her sleeves in surprise, and then asked, "Do you want to eat, I don't have anything at home..."

Yin Cheng didn't answer, looked around his poor and humble house, and asked softly, "You and your mother live here?"

Ruan Yao nodded.

Suddenly, a burst of loud begging shattered the sound of the rain. It was He Tian, ​​who was so frightened that he couldn't keep up his mind. He ran to the yard without hesitation, knelt down and cried loudly: "Master Daoist! Please spare my life. I was confused for a moment, and there are two babies at home, so I can't leave them alone to take care of me!"

Yin Cheng walked slowly to the door: "Even if you know that you have children to support you, you don't know that others are too?"

Seeing his miracle of rain, He Tian guessed that he had provoked an expert and was doomed. His whole body was shaking like a sieve: "I was wrong, I'm guilty! Please forgive me!"

"I won't kill indiscriminately." Yin Cheng replied calmly.

Ruan Yao suppressed her anger from the side: "Could it be that my mother died in vain?"

Just when He Tian had a happy expression on his face, he heard Yin Cheng say: "But you have a vicious heart and you do a lot of evil. If you don't change it, you will undoubtedly go to hell. Since I met you today, I will give you this fetish to let it bear witness to you. Do what you want."

After speaking, a fluffy villain appeared in the slender hands, with a ferocious face and black and blue fangs.

He Tian's face changed suddenly, and he took a few steps back.

The villain grinned, flew into the rain suddenly, and stuck into his ear, causing He Tian to roll in the mud in pain.

This scene made Ruan Yao cover her eyes in fear.

Yin Cheng said no more, and quietly closed the wooden door.

In the night, the faint candlelight in front of the window shows the barren walls of the house even more.

Ruan Yao bit the rough steamed bun that old man Sun gave her, sat on the bedside and asked, "Taoist chief, what did you put in the village chief's body?"

"Three Corpse Gods." Yin Cheng quietly stared at him beside him.

Ruan Yao blinked: "What is that?"

"Haven't you heard of it?" Yin Cheng replied: "It's a kind of little god that resides in the human body. Every night on Gengshen Day, it will sneak back to the sky to report the host's merits and demerits. If something bad happens, the host will Life is short, sickness and premature death."

"Ah... that bastard doesn't dare to bully people anymore." Ruan Yao said angrily.

Yin Cheng said: "Don't worry about these things anymore. You take this one, and the mahogany man can guarantee you to reach Lingxu Mountain safely. If you encounter a powerful monster, use this talisman to keep it away and make you troublesome. Don't spend it indiscriminately." Pin, you can leave the village and go all the way to the southeast tomorrow."

"Master Dao, won't you take me there?" Ruan Yao asked doubtfully after taking what he handed to her.

Yin Cheng shook his head: "If you want to go to Xianshan to study as a teacher, you must overcome the hardships and dangers of the journey by yourself, and pass the entry test. The extra help will only harm you."

Ruan Yao said: "But I don't know the way...

Yin Cheng stretched out his hand and stroked his head: "You have a fairy fate, so you will find it naturally."

"What is Xianyuan, Daoist, are you a god? I think you are better than a god. My mother always tells me stories about gods. I think gods are stupid and stupid." Ruan Yao felt that she was extremely ordinary, biting Mantou didn't care too much.

Yin Cheng smiled lightly, his beautiful and fresh face brightened the dark room a lot.

Ruan Yao was dumbfounded, and asked after a while: "Is that strange shadow today also a fairy?"

"He is the Rain Master. If you don't have a celestial relationship, you won't be able to see him." Yin Cheng said.

Deep down in Ruan Yao's heart, she didn't have any desire for cultivating immortals, so she turned to look into his eyes: "Master Daoist, mother also likes to touch me like this."

Yin Cheng froze, and withdrew the hand that was placed on his little head.

There was still the sound of water outside the window.

Ruan Yao was exhausted by the disaster and adventure.

But staying next to this strange Taoist leader, I feel very safe.

Before dawn the next day, Ruan Yao woke up. He had no dreams all night, and stretched slowly, only to find that Daoist Yin had disappeared.

Only the package left on the table can prove that everything that happened yesterday is true.

Ruan Yao ran out of bed, pushed open the wooden door, and the fresh and moist air came oncoming.

Now that he has promised the Taoist priest, he should do what he says no matter what.

He washed his body by the well full of water, put on clean clothes, then carefully stuffed his mother's memorial tablet into the package, walked out of the yard, covered the fence, and said softly to himself: "Mother, Let's go... to Xianshan."