Later, the young master of the Chen family really fell into a coma, and the whole person was in a coma.
And the person who smashed the flowerpot didn't do it on purpose, but the background was more powerful than the Chen family son.
Now that such a big thing has happened at home, they don't have the heart to find someone slowly, so they can only let it go.
That night, Jingyue and Yiwang found another broken temple, and when they entered the temple, Jingyue found that Yiwang paused for a while.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw a wild cat curled up under the big tree outside the temple, which looked like the one who was kicked by the young man surnamed Chen. The wild cat may have been seriously injured. Seeing someone coming, he struggled to get up, but just propped himself up and fell down suddenly, motionless.
Jingyue pretended not to see it, and went straight into the temple.
In the middle of the night, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside, and a flash of lightning cut through the silence of the night.
As soon as he forgot to sit up from the ground, he looked at the Taoist who seemed to be sleeping soundly in the dark. Seeing that the Taoist did not respond, he quietly walked out of the temple gate.
The feral cat was no longer under the tree, so he forgot to look around, and finally found the feral cat in the haystack.
At this time, the wild cat's breathing was weak, and it might not be long before he died, so fragile that he forgot to think of himself.
Orion died. He was sold to a family by Orion's younger brother. The master treated him very well, but in fact, he had a dirty mind. He pretended not to know, and when the man was not using the inkstone, he smashed the other's head, and deliberately set fire to create chaos and escaped. go out. At that time, people all over the city were chasing him. He was hungry, tired, cold and afraid. He hid in a dry well outside the city in a panic.
He wanted someone to rescue him, but no one came.
Afterwards, he left the city and was in a daze all day, stepping on the edge of life and death. Suddenly, a Taoist came, and the Taoist rescued him.
As soon as he forgot to take out some cakes from his arms and feed them to the wild cat's mouth, he saw the wild cat move its nose and slowly open its eyes. The icy blue eyes are pure and clear like a blue lake. Like complex people.
Yi Wang felt very relieved and moved the pastry closer.
The wild cat stuck out its tongue and licked it, and slowly ate the pastry.
Yi Wang squatted aside and watched quietly. These pastries were given by Taoists, and they should be able to heal the feral cat.
Not far away, Jing Yue, who did not know when to get up, looked at this scene with tenderness in his eyes.
It is true that Yiwang is born with compassion, but the experience of his youth has covered up his character.
In his previous life, he didn't like Yiwang at first. His eldest disciple was obedient and honest, but Yiwang was gloomy and indifferent. If he hadn't figured out that the other party had a relationship with him, Jingyue wouldn't put too much effort into Yiwang. He even thought that if forgetfulness could not be reversed, he would rather cut off the relationship between master and apprentice rather than let the other party tire him.
Thousands of years of loose cultivation experience have shaped Jingyue into a deep self-interested person who is not even aware of himself. He is bent on ascending to the Tao, and he will cut off anyone who stands in his way, anything, and any cause and effect.
But in the later interactions, Jingyue discovered the other side of Yiwang, knowing that there is a soft heart and great love under Yiwang's indifference.
In Yiwang, he saw the potential of attaining the Tao, and even joked that if Yiwang had never worshipped himself and became a monk, he would have done a lot. Indifference and compassion are inherent in the world's gods and Buddhas. the contradiction.
Jingyue knew that he could not cultivate, so he found a new way and did it casually.
At the same time, he also saw himself through Yiwangzhao, pulled out the hidden dangers lurking in his heart, and even made a breakthrough in his cultivation...
"Boom—"
Another flash of lightning struck down, awakening Jing Yue, who had fallen into memory. He said, "Once you forget it, come back soon."
The back of the squatting figure froze suddenly, and after a while he replied dully: "Oh."
return? What a beautiful word, I forgot to think silently.
In the days that followed, Jing Yue continued to take Yi Wang to stop and go, watching the scenery of the world.
The mortals are the weakest, but the mortals are the most wonderful. Their short lives can always burst into infinite fireworks. Jingyue hopes that Yiwang can overcome the predicament, break free from the bondage, and successfully embark on the road to the avenue.
In the blink of an eye, several months passed. On this day, they came to a small village called Xueyao Village.
Halfway through, the two suddenly heard someone screaming "help".
Jing Yue turned his head to look at him and forgot, the other party showed no expression and seemed to be indifferent.
He sighed secretly and said, "Let's go and see."
Today's Yi Wang can get along with Jing Yue normally. Although he doesn't take the initiative, he will not reject what Jing Yue says.
The two soon reached the place where the sound came from, and saw a group of iron needle bees chasing a young man, and their perseverance was like the young man destroying their hives.
Hearing a "pop", the young dog jumped over the wall and jumped into the frigid lake with thin ice floating.
Given that the Iron Needle Bee is only a first-order beast, although Jingyue has no spiritual power, it is not difficult to deal with it. He chased away the swarm at will, and pulled the unconscious young man out of the water.
The young man's name is Yang Song, and he lives in Xueyao Village. At this time, he shivered and huddled in the corner of the wooden house. The wooden house was set on fire, dispelling the rotten moisture, but he refused to approach.
Jing Yue gave him a meaningful look, and said, "The iron needle bees are always docile, and they rarely attack humans on weekdays. How did you provoke them?"
"How can I..." Immediately, he was stunned for a while, then fell silent, only one hand clenched the sachet around his waist, and after a while he said, "It's my fault for being careless, I've been passing through their hives without incident on weekdays, and I don't know why today. If I hadn't been saved by Dao Xiangxiang, I might have to drown."
Jing Yue smiled, "In the deep mountains and mountains, there are always beasts haunting, what are you doing here alone?"
Yang Song: "Go up the mountain to pick some medicine for my wife's cough."
Jing Yue: "Are you married?"
He saw that the young man was not very old, he estimated that he was eighteen or nineteen.
Yang Song was instantly happy, "I just married my daughter-in-law last month. My wife is very beautiful. She is the most beautiful girl in Xueyu Village. We are childhood sweethearts and we are in the same heart."
Jing Yue smiled lightly: "That's really good."
Yang Song asked, "Where is the Taoist going?"
Jingyue had no purpose, he and Yiwang originally came to Xueyao Village by chance, but he changed his mind at this time and said, "I want to go to the Goddess Peak on the Snow Mountain to see, if you are lucky, you can still pick it up. Ice lotus."
Yang Song: "It was snowing a few days ago, and the road on the mountain is not easy to walk. If the Taoist priest doesn't dislike it, he will come to my house to rest for a few days?"
So in the middle of Jingyue's arms, he readily agreed.
During the whole process, Yi Wang didn't say a word, just stared at Jing Yue with a strange look.
When he arrived at Yang Song's house, Jing Yue realized that what the other party said was true. His wife was very beautiful, even among female cultivators.
A flash of surprise flashed in Mrs. Yang's eyes, as if she was surprised by the presence of outsiders, but then she frowned and asked Yang Song, "Why are you so embarrassed?"
Yang Song didn't have much contact with the fire source. At this time, his clothes were still half wet, with a little mud on his head, and some dead branches and rotten leaves were still caught in his messy hair.
He smiled indifferently, "I accidentally fell on the road, but unfortunately the sachet sent by my wife this morning..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the corners of Mrs. Yang's eyes turned red, and a single tear fell.
Yang Song was in a hurry, and regardless of the presence of outsiders, he hugged his wife and whispered comfort.
After a while, Mrs. Yang gradually calmed down. She seemed to remember that there was a guest coming, and she blushed and said, "These two are..."
Yang Song: "Oh, the Taoist priest wants to go to the Goddess Peak. The road is not good these days, so I will invite them to stay at home temporarily."
Madam Yang was slightly blessed and invited Jing Yue and Yi Wang to enter.
When passing the yard, Jingyue saw that there were many medicinal herbs planted in the yard, as well as a lot of medicinal herbs to be dried. There was a medicine jar next to a wooden bench, and the mouth of the medicine jar was still stained with some powder. It was obvious that someone was using it to make medicine. .
Jing Yue asked casually, "Mrs. Yang knows medical skills?"
Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "I have been a doctor for a long time. When I was young, I was caught in a fire. Although I didn't die, I injured my lungs. The root of the disease has not been removed." She glanced at Yang Song softly, "Thanks to Asong, Saved my life back then."
Yang Song also smiled back, but Jingyue always felt that there was a bit of reluctance in the smile.
Mrs. Yang quickly cleaned up a room, and when only Jing Yue and Yi Wang were left in the room, the latter said, "Why did you agree to stay here?"
Jing Yue had a plan in his heart, but it was inconvenient to tell Yi Wang at this time, so he pretended to smile deeply and let Yi Wang make up his own mind.
He has used this trick many times, and it works every time, but Yi Wang just glanced at him indifferently, which made his demeanor a little embarrassing.
Jingyue: "..."
How could he forget, what is in front of him is Yi Wang, not Xiao Yanzhi who is easy to fool.
Jing Yue suddenly had an idea, if Yi Wang had the same experience as Yan Zhi, would he also have the same personality as Yan Zhi
But he quickly denied his conjecture. The person in front of him was Yi Wang, but Yi Wang was his second apprentice.
In the evening, Yang Song came to call Jingyue and the two, saying that Mrs. Yang had specially prepared a table of good dishes for them.
Since Jingyue and Yiwang were both mortals at this time, of course they had to eat whole grains.
Mrs. Yang's craftsmanship is good, but once she forgets, she doesn't move her chopsticks very much. Only the dishes that Jingyue has picked up will he taste a little.
Yang Song and his wife also thought that the food didn't match Yiwang's taste, and their expressions were a little apologetic, but Jing Yue knew that Yiwang was due to vigilance, and followed him to pick dishes, which showed that Yiwang already had trust in him.
Jing Yue was secretly happy. He knew that Yi Wang had secretly hid the pastries he usually gave him, so he didn't say much.
At this time, Yang Song said: "The Taoist master is very capable, but I don't know if you can understand Feng Shui Taoism?"
As soon as he said that, Madam Yang's hand holding the chopsticks tightened. Jingyue Yuguang glanced at it, but pretended not to notice, and said, "Why are you asking that?"
Yang Song wrote lightly: "Our family has been in trouble recently. I want to ask the Taoist priest for help to see if there is any broken Feng Shui?"
Jingyue: "I'm sorry, I only know some boxing skills, and I haven't learned serious Taoism."
Yang Song was obviously disappointed, "I was abrupt."
But Mrs. Yang, who was beside him, was quite relaxed.