Chapter 92 Children
Chapter 92: Children (Second update at am)
The waiter escorted him to the entrance of Feiyun Temple. When he handed him the bird cage, he asked eagerly, "Master, the thirteen copper coins you gave me must have been blessed, right?"
Li Wuxiang laughed: "I have driven it before."
Seeing that he wanted to talk, he said, "In the future, you may encounter some bad things. When you feel that you can't bear it any longer, hold the copper coin in your hand and think that things will eventually pass and get better. If you can get through the bad times, great things will happen."
The guy thought about it and felt that what he said was very similar to those fortune-telling and divination. But when he thought about it again, he felt that he was really happy when he held the copper coin, as if many troubles did not matter anymore. He knew that this must be a real blessing. Although the words were similar, they were definitely not nonsense.
He said goodbye happily, and Li Wuxiang also walked in happily.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he smelled the aroma of food. He looked over and saw a ragged little boy of seven or eight years old sitting at a stone table under the bamboo forest, eating voraciously. Cheng Peixin and Cheng Shengfei were sitting next to him and talking to him, both with gentle expressions.
This scene made him feel very comfortable - he thought Feiyun Temple did not care about worldly affairs, but he did not expect that they would give such a little beggar-like child a bite to eat.
Cheng Peixin saw him coming in and immediately stood up: "Daoyou, the people are ready, and we can start dissolving it tonight."
Li Wuxiang was stunned: "People? Who?"
He looked at the child and frowned. Cheng Peixin immediately whispered, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, the child will not be harmed. We are just borrowing his body for a while. This child was found in a family near the city. He was born very young and his parents agreed. When the temple performed rituals in the past, they often used children to help. They just wanted them to grow up faster so that they could supplement the family's money for a year."
Grow faster... Li Wuxiang immediately thought of Zhao Kui and Jin Shui.
He walked a few steps to the side and said, "Master Cheng, can you spare me a moment to talk?"
Cheng Peixin followed, and Li Wuxiang thought for a moment: "Are they going to set up a formation to summon the gods?"
Cheng Peixin nodded: "To dispel the soul, we need to ask the door gods to invite the soul and then trap it. Daoist friend..."
She thought about it and suddenly smiled: "Oh, I know what you are worried about. Your Sword Sect doesn't seem to like this kind of thing. But except for the Sword Sect, no one is taboo about this. Spirits and gods all need some incense and prayer power. This time, if we want to invite some of the true spirit of the door god, incense and prayer are not enough, we need life span."
"But the Thirty-Six Sects are not like those casual practitioners or evil ways. When performing this kind of ritual, only children are selected. They must have their horoscopes checked to see if they are healthy and free from disasters. They can give them a year of life to help them grow faster. It can also help to make up for the extra money they earn and the food and drink they consume in a year. It is also a good thing for poor families. Of course, we have to ask the parents and the person themselves if they are willing. If we find those young and strong or the elderly, we will create karma. We will never do such a thing."
It seems that in this world, people are also a kind of resource and consumable. Li Wuxiang thought silently for a while.
According to Cheng Peixin, all 36 sects were doing this, and it was done openly. No one except the swordsman thought it was wrong. And even the swordsman, judging by the way she spoke to him, should not be too shy.
What they probably don't like is just the behavior of Zhao Kui and Zhao Qi.
No wonder. When he first knew that using the lifespan formation to summon the gods would help people gain a little more life, he thought that since this method worked, someone must be doing it. He just didn't expect that it had become common practice in private.
He sighed: "Master Cheng, are there many shops in Deyang City occupied by wandering cultivators?"
"Hmm? Ah, yes." "For example, I opened a shop and a casual cultivator wanted to occupy it. I also pay taxes to the city. If I go to the city lord to complain, will the city lord do anything?"
Cheng Peixin was stunned for a moment, seemingly not understanding what he meant. She frowned and thought for a moment, "Ordinary people wouldn't do this, and even if they did, they wouldn't care. Daoist friend, what's wrong? Which shop do you like?"
Li Wuxiang shook his head, then nodded: "No. I'm just asking casually. Then the temple master can go and prepare. Call me when the time comes."
Cheng Peixin responded, still looking a little confused, then turned around and walked back to the stone table and sat down.
Li Wuxiang looked at the child for a while and walked into his room.
He had been very happy when he came back, but now he felt a little disappointed. It was not because of the child, but because he found that the world was completely different from what he had imagined.
When Zeng Jianqiu mentioned the fight for the seal, he told him about it. To sum it up, the strong are right and the weak deserve to die. He thought that this code of conduct only existed in the cultivation world, but after what he saw and heard in Deyang today, he realized that this code of conduct was applicable to the entire world.
You opened a store and it was occupied by a strong man. Even if you were beaten to death and it was extremely unfair, it seems that as long as you don't offend anyone you shouldn't offend and can still pay taxes, there is nothing to say.
This kind of situation is not uncommon where he comes from, but there is always a layer of morality and justice, and this decency is regarded as a consensus by the vast majority of people, so this decency can often save people.
This world does not even have this kind of respectability. Because there are practitioners, there is a powerful force that cannot be resisted, so there is no need for that kind of respectability.
He couldn't help but think of Chen Xin again.
He had a good impression of Chen Xin's family, but the father and his two sons from the Wang family had said privately before that the town lord had taken a deer from his family some time ago. During the years when Xue Baoping was bullied, the town lord Chen Xin did not stand up for her.
He used to think these things were a little weird, but now he understands them all.
"As long as nothing goes wrong, it's reasonable" - this is the consensus of the world, including those "good people".
Li Wuxiang spat out the small sword from his mouth, took it in his hand and looked at it. At this time, the sun began to set in the west, and the sunlight was slightly orange-red, shining on the small sword, coating it with golden color.
When he left Jinshui, he just wanted to find a way to make his internal organs. He did it a few days ago, but he didn't think about what to do next. He thought that after dealing with Xu Daosheng's funeral, he could find a place to practice alone, and when he became stronger, he would look around in this world and see things that he didn't have before.
But now he looked at the little sword again and suddenly realized how rare a good man Zeng was in this world. And those swordsmen were probably the people in this world who were closest to the definition of "good people" where he came from, and the people who were closest to his moral values.
Now, he really wants to be a swordsman.
If you cannot protect yourself for the time being and have to temporarily rely on a powerful force, the Sword Sect should be the best choice.
(End of this chapter)