Qing Huan didn't say anything, because she could see that they didn't want to take her with them. But when old man Lang and the others packed their luggage, she silently stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple with a small bundle on her back.
Old man Lang became anxious when he saw it: "You girl, what are you going to do with me? There is no doorkeeper at home, what if a thief comes?"
"Thief? Master, what is there for you to steal?" The house was completely empty, and when a thief came, he would feel pity and save some money.
Old man Lang choked and snorted: "Anyway, I won't take you there."
"Okay, if Master doesn't take me there, I'll go by myself. With my feet growing on my body, Master can still control me?" Qing Huan said lightly.
Old man Lang was so angry that he jumped his feet: "Unfilial! Unfilial! You are unfilial!"
How the old man Ren Lang bounced, Qing Huan was expressionless, she looked at the elder brother, and asked: "Is the elder brother not willing to take me there?"
Eldest brother's eyes were soft and doting: "It's too dangerous, why not stay on the mountain and wait for us to come back? Eldest brother promises that he will bring you back a lot of delicious and fun things."
"I don't believe you guys." Qing Huan played with the ends of her hair, her tone indifferent. "You are all ready to die, so you refuse to take me there. Probably, you want me to live alone for the rest of my life, or wait for you on the mountain for the rest of my life."
The words hit the heart, and the four masters and apprentices were a little embarrassed. Qing Huan said again: "I want to go with you, now you all have no fighting power, one more person and one more helper, isn't it?"
"It's very dangerous, sister Huan." The second senior brother said, "We have already lost a junior sister, and we can't lose you again."
"I don't want to lose you either, so I must go." Qing Huan pushed the senior brother's wheelchair and started to walk. "Without me by my side, the ghost knows how sloppy you are along the way, don't you just want to fight, but use sloppy to make people sick?"
Old man Lang said awkwardly: "How can it be..."
"Can't you?" Qing Huan glanced at him with a half-smile, "If you don't let me follow, I will follow secretly. Master, don't try to trap me with formations. If you can, I will, even if you My skills are strong enough to trap me, and I have a way to escape, so don't blame me for being disobedient."
Old man Lang thought about it carefully, rather than letting Qing Huan sneak out alone, it would be better to keep her by his side and watch. So he pretended to cough a few times: "Well, that's fine, let's do it! You are allowed to go, but if something happens, you have to run as soon as possible!"
Qing Huan: "..."
It has been a long, long time since no one has protected her like this, knowing that she is actually very powerful. Qing laughs happily, the air in the mountains is fresh, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, this place is really a paradise, I hope this time it can be successful, and then come back, the family will live here for the rest of their lives, and then she will leave.
It was at least half a month's journey from the small town to the capital, and they heard a lot of strange things along the way. Old man Lang preliminarily judged that it was all related to his junior brother. It seems that in that vicious battle back then, except for Liang Xue, everyone survived. And in the past five years, the master and apprentice have never slacked off, and even set up an army of monsters to plot evil.
The closer they got to the capital, the more frightened Qing Huan became. Here is... When they arrived in the capital and found an inn to stay in, Qing Huan found a reason to go to the streets. She was wearing a veil. At this time, many girls from other families went out They are all worn, so they are not conspicuous.
She heard the voices of people talking: "... Mrs. Shangshu is indiscreet! She has an affair with a young man at home! It's a secret knot!"
"Oh, what a shame, shameless, Lord Shang Shu is so kind to her, how dare she still have sex with her?"
"Hey, ever since the Grand Scholars' Mansion and Duke Jing's Mansion collapsed, what is Mrs. Shangshu? People say that the daughter of the He family is shameless. Lord Shangshu married her, so it's okay if she is not grateful, but she even repays her kindness with revenge!"
"In the final analysis, it really is a family. The three sons and daughters of the Lan family are all not good things. The eldest daughter had an affair with someone at a young age and died. Now the second daughter has an affair. I don't know if she has become a deserter. What happened to the young master who slipped away from Prince Qi's mansion."
"Hehe, according to their family's performance, it is probably a rabbit master! Hahahaha—"
Who are they talking about? Surnamed He, Lan's, University Scholars' Mansion, Yasukuni Mansion... How could it be such a coincidence? !
Qing Huan grabbed the person who was talking beside her and asked eagerly, "Who are you talking about? What's the name of this woman surnamed He?!"
The man was taken aback, and just about to yell at him, he saw that Qing Huan's half face exposed outside was extremely beautiful, and he was distracted, and replied obediently: "We are talking about the wife of Mr. Zhang Zhengshu, and his wife is the wife of Master He The second daughter, named He Mohui. You... "
Qing Huan couldn't take it anymore, she shook her head again and again, and ran forward suddenly.
This place is both strange and familiar. It's been too long since I've been here. Qing Huan can't remember how long she hasn't been here, but she knows where it is! Dasong Dynasty is the world she lived in before she was alive. There are her benefactors and footprints of her life here!
He Mo back...
Suddenly there was a thunderstorm, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain, but many people surrounded Shangshu's mansion. Qing Huan watched from a distance, who was it that was He Mohui who was kneeling on the ground wearing only thin clothes!
how come…
Seeming to have a tacit understanding, Qing Huan suddenly turned her head and looked towards a corner. There was a woman in white with a desperate look on her face, and she tried her best to pounce on it but failed repeatedly.
Sister Lian.
Qing Huan forgets that no one will forget He Lianfang. When she was alive, she was the only woman who was kind to her and never had the slightest selfishness. Her benefactor, her redemption.
But in Qing Huan's memory, the world shouldn't be going this way. What happened? How could there be monsters in this world? Could it be that... was it because the world had changed again, which led to all this
If only I could do it all over again.
Qing Huan found that she suddenly heard He Lianfang's heartfelt voice.
Then she made a decision. Receiving the favor of dripping water from others should be reciprocated by springs, let alone Sister Lian who has been kind to her in every possible way. Qing Huan suddenly laughed. At her age, she even called He Lianfang her elder sister. She probably didn't live as long as she did in a certain world if He Lianfang lived her whole life.
"Are you sorry?" she asked.
He Lianfang seemed to have heard her words suddenly, but couldn't believe it, so Qing Huan asked again in a low voice. "Are you sorry?"
I regret it, I regret it.
"Since you regret it, let's start over again." With a wave of Qing Huan's hand, He Lianfang disappeared instantly, and then her expression became serious. If Sister Lian is a reborn person, then she would have answered the words of the little girl on the Naihe Bridge, but I don’t know why this world is like this. Qing Huan thought about it, and it is probably because of the problems of the cultivators. If they are all erased, This defect can be solved, and everything can be back on track. In that case, what was ushered in was the world that existed in her memory.
Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't against the law of heaven that she allowed He Lianfang to be reborn. The direction of this world is wrong in the first place, because of the influence of cultivators. As long as she gets rid of old man Lang's junior brother and nephew, the rebirth of He Lianfang will become restoration.
It was a loophole.
After glancing at the Zhang family, Qing Huan turned around and left.
She can't save He Mohui. In this world, He Mohui's fate is death. But in that correct world, she will live a happy life, meet someone who loves her, stay with her for the rest of her life, and never leave her.
That would be all right, Qing Huan only hoped that everything would be back on track.
She sighed.
Back at the inn, old man Lang and the others noticed that she looked a little off. Qing Huan smiled at them and said nothing. She had other things to do. Today's emperor is not the original one, so it is natural to change it. It's just that I don't know to what extent the world has collapsed, and how to repair it so as to help both old man Shang Lang and He Lianfang.
Her brain hurts a little.
The next day, Qing Huan went to the Xiangguo Temple in the capital, met the Patriarch of the He family, that is, Master He, and told him everything that happened to his children. Master He received a huge blow, and Qing Huan found out after some more inquiries that the emperor had hired a national teacher, and highly respected him, and could even be said to obey him.
Everyone in this world is different from what Qing Huan remembers, but the one in her memory is correct, so it must be corrected.
To fight against the emperor, you must find that man.
Prince Qing.
The emperor's power is infinite, but if you want to compete with the uncle who is backed by the emperor, you can't do it without troops. Qing Huan told old man Lang about this. They have lived in the deep mountains and old forests for fifteen years, and the towns they occasionally go to are very remote. Even old man Lang, who goes down the mountain almost every few days, didn't listen. It was said that the sky was changing in the capital, and the prince forced the palace to rebel and ascend to the throne, let alone Qing Huan and the others who stayed in the mountains
Qing Huan didn't use any ability, but missed this instead. It can also be said that it was good fortune to trick people, but they met at this time.
Old man Lang has been a Taoist priest all his life, and he has always been jealous of evil. When Qing Huan told the story, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Qing Huan said: "If this is the case, Master, we can't go to Master Uncle and the others to settle accounts immediately, but we must first find Prince Qing and contact his army outside, so that we can have the qualifications to compete with Master Uncle and the others. .” Otherwise, as long as the army is under pressure, they will not be able to resist even if they have superhuman powers. Even if cutting people is similar to cutting melons, you will die from exhaustion.
Old man Lang nodded and said: "I didn't expect that old boy to ingratiate himself with the emperor and become a national teacher! Hmph, am I worse than him? I want to be a national teacher too! He must be turned upside down!" "