After leaving Mengtang, Zhu Minglang walked alone in the forest.
It was already afternoon at this time, and the sunlight with a little light silver fell on the woods, mottled on Zhu Minglang's body through the dense leaves.
After passing the forest, I returned to the somewhat muddy river.
Zhu Minglang glanced at the Hunhe River, and vaguely felt that there were many unclean things deposited at the bottom of the river.
At this moment, Zhu Minglang heard a footstep.
In the direction of the forest, the old man with a bamboo basket on his back was walking towards here panting. After seeing Zhu Minglang, his eyes lit up.
"Old man, why don't you go home?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Immortal, this is the best quality Xia Lingzhi that I picked today. I give it to you. It can be seen that you have been busy with Hong Mo's affairs recently, and your complexion is a little bad. Take it back to replenish your blood." The old man said. .
"It's not about my qi and blood. You can keep it for yourself. Elderly, listen to my advice. In the future, don't go to collect spirits in the early morning. It's not good for your health. If you want to spend a few more years with your children and grandchildren. "Zhu Minglang said.
"I just want the children to live a better life in the future. My old bones are only useful for this now. By the way, is the matter resolved?" the old man asked.
Zhu Minglang shook his head, and said, "The young man you know is no longer the weak young man who was abducted by Pengmen. He is now powerful, and he is probably one of the most evil immortals in Yuheng Immortal City. I am not sure about myself. Can you take him down, and now that the night is long and the day is short, the righteousness is declining, and the dark evil is growing wildly... "
The old man was dumbfounded. He didn't know much about these things, so he just listened there.
"If you need anything from my old man, just ask. Anyway, I am also responsible for this matter. If I had helped them more forty years ago, perhaps they would not have embarked on such a path." The old man said seriously .
The older you are, the more you believe in the cycle of cause and effect, and the cycle of heaven.
It can be seen that the old man really blamed himself and felt guilty for the past.
"They??" Zhu Minglang asked with some doubts, "Old man, why did you say it was them?"
"After the old Taoist disappeared, the Taoist temple became an orphan temple. A group of Taoist boys lived by begging and collecting rubbish in the river. Hong Mo was the oldest among them, and he was trying his best to take care of them. Follow them," said the old man.
"How are they now?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Most of them are small street vendors, carrying a basket of daily necessities on their backs, and selling them around. Not long ago, when I was in Cailing, I met a man whose name I can't remember. He was going to sell me things. At that time, I I was thirsty and wanted some tea. It was strange to say that after he recognized me, he immediately said he would not sell it, and then turned around and ran away." The old man said.
Zhu Minglang immediately fell into deep thought.
Is it a gang crime?
In the mortal cities of Yuheng Immortal City, on average, one similar case occurs every day, the frequency is extremely high, and it occurs in different places.
Could it be that none of this was done by one person
"Old man, do you remember when Hong Mo was arrested and who was the judge in charge of his case?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Most of the things that happened 40 years ago have to be recorded in words, but the names of the gods cannot be revealed in the written records, so we can only ask people who knew about it 40 years ago.
"I know, this judge is amazing. He was promoted to a fairy a few years ago, and he is in the Yuheng Star Palace. He seems to be the God of Precepts. He has always been known for his ruthless face and strict punishment." The old man said.
Commander God?
Isn't that the old dog Donggong Sword Immortal?
Zhu Minglang's heart was full of waves!
This matter does not seem to be simple! !
Zhu Minglang thanked the old man and immediately returned to Yuheng Xinggong.
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Not long after Zhu Minglang left, the old man sat alone in the dilapidated Taoist temple, as if he still didn't want to go back.
The old man glanced at the spirit herbs he picked in his basket, and heaved a long sigh.
Getting up early and working late every day is nothing more than to make life better for my children and grandchildren.
But at that time, why couldn’t we be more generous and kind-hearted, and take care of the poor Taoist boys in these Taoist temples? Because those Taoist boys rely on picking up the offal in the river for food, the offal thrown into the river by the slaughterhouse is very dirty. Many Taoist boys ate these things and got sores on their bodies and parasites in their stomachs. Many of them died in Taoist temples.
"Ahem..." In the evening, when the weather started to turn cold, old Cailing coughed a few times.
At this time, there was a sound of a flute, which was played by some vendors to attract the attention of passers-by, just like the sugar vendors who always shake their bells at the entrance of the alley.
The sound of the flute was getting closer, and a young man walked into the Taoist temple with a smile on his face.
The evening light was just behind him, and his figure was on the right dividing line of darkness, so the old man couldn't even see his face clearly.
"Master, it's been a long time. You don't look well." The young man said.
"You are?" the old man asked puzzled.
The young man approached slowly, and only then did the old man see his face clearly.
"Hong...Hong Mo?" Old Cai Ling asked in surprise.
"It was me. At noon, I encountered a little trouble. After thinking about it, the only person who can have such a little relationship with my earth soul is probably only you. After all, you are also my teacher who collects herbs." Hong Mo The smile showed his white teeth, and the two canine teeth were a bit sharp.
"Okay." Cai Ling old man sighed.
He probably guessed his own fate.
However, he has no regrets.
"If you want to do something, after you're done, please put this basket of things in front of my house. My grandson is going to learn swords soon, so I need the money." The old man Cailing didn't run away either, although there was some uneasiness in his eyes, but And no panic.
"Master Ge, you should take the things back by yourself. I came here just to see if the fairy is still there. I want to take care of it by the way so that I don't have to do things in the future." Hong Mo said.
"Hong Mo, I know that the world is unfair to you, but you don't have to vent your past resentment and resentment on those innocent people. If you look back, God will not just sit idly by." Ge Lao said.
"Master Ge, I don't have the slightest resentment towards this world. On the contrary, I am still infatuated with it. Although I don't know what that god said to you, what I did is not as bad as they said." Hong Mo said.
"But I've heard about the death of so many people." Old Man Ge said.
"People are beheaded every day in the execution ground, why don't you think there is anything wrong with that?" Hong Mo asked.