After the ceremony began, presided over by Tang Zongbo, the disciples all got busy, walking around the ashes placed on the altar, ringing the bells, and chanting scriptures.
Under the tree in the distance, Wen Ye stood there, his eyes falling on the ashes of Tongmi and the Touji masters, his fists clenched and his cheeks bitten stiffly.
"Are you so angry?" Xia Shao walked up behind Wen Ye at some point and asked with a faint smile.
Wen Ye turned his head and saw the smile on Xia Shao's lips. He immediately frowned and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you angry? The old dog Tongmi has harmed the patriarch. This old dog has harmed so many people. How can someone help him after he dies?" He practiced salvation! My master has been gone for so many years, and now I can’t even find his body. I want to burn paper money to tell him to take revenge. I don’t even know which direction to place his spiritual tablet! On the contrary, some of these harmful people have practiced salvation. , don’t you think it’s unfair?”
"Do you want fairness?" Xia Shao raised her eyebrows at him, smiled, and looked towards the altar, "That's very simple. No matter how deep the hatred is, there is nothing worse than Ling Chi exposing his body, crushing his bones and scattering ashes. Now that the person is dead, Ling Chi exposes You can't leave corpses, but you can crush the bones and raise the ashes. The ashes are on the altar above. You can take them and scatter them in any poor place. Or, you can simply find a hole in a dead house and bury this group of people to ensure that their entire family is extinct. , it can be regarded as a great revenge."
But Wen Ye gritted his teeth and turned his head, "No!"
"Why?" Xia Shao raised her eyebrows, interested.
Wen Ye clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth, "Master has said that Feng Shui masters can influence the territory of the country. At least it affects the good and bad luck of one person, and at most it affects a family or a clan. If you have a grudge, you can't harm the whole clan. Karma. If it is too big, it will be repaid not only on yourself, but also on those close to you."
"Then we won't harm their whole clan. If you are really angry, you can go up there and crush the bones and scatter the ashes." Xia Shao glanced at the altar again.
This time Wen Ye raised his head and looked at her with a strange look, his brows furrowed and said, "You are the one who said that the religious practice was transcendent, and you are the one who said that it was a waste of time. It's so strange today! Is your brain burned out?"
The boy looked at her angrily, with disgust in his eyes and a vicious expression, as if he wished Xia Shao had a fever. But he stretched out his hand and touched Xia Shao's forehead.
Xia Shao laughed angrily and said angrily: "Aren't I thinking about someone? I am always a show-off person, and I hold my anger in my heart because of this matter. If I hold it back badly, your master should say that I was the one who bullied me today. about you."
Wen Ye groaned angrily and turned his head, as if this was indeed the case.
Xia Shao smiled and sighed, "Do you think I love to save these people? This is all the intention of the patriarch. If you want to follow me, I will scatter the ashes in the poor mountains and rivers for him, and he will crush his bones and spread their ashes!" "Having said this, Xia Shao's face turned cold, and she looked in the direction of the altar with cold eyes.
Wen Ye raised his head in surprise, his brows really furrowed this time, "Are you a Feng Shui master?"
Xia Shao was stunned and looked down at him.
"These were not good people when they were alive, and they died miserably, with too much resentment. The master's plan to save these people is to get rid of the resentment in these people, so that they will not harm others after death. Master has told me , Feng shui masters have the responsibility of feng shui masters. Sometimes they cannot be willful. The result of being willful is likely to hurt themselves and harm innocent people. Even if the enemy is in front of you, no matter how much you hate it, you have to find a way to save him..." Wen Ye At the beginning, he looked like he was lecturing Xia Shao, but in the end, his voice became lower and lower as he spoke, his mouth was pursed, his fists were clenched, and he looked like he was being aggrieved and patient.
Xia Shao looked at him, a deep smile flashed in her eyes, and she lowered her eyes gently.
Wen Ye raised his eyes and saw Xia Shao smiling, frowning and muttering, "I'm still an uncle, I don't understand any of this..." After saying that, Wen Ye turned around and left. He seemed to find the scriptures on religious rituals noisy and wanted to go back. rest.
However, as soon as he took two steps, he heard Xia Shao laughing from behind.
"You don't have to call me uncle, master. If you want, you can change it and call me master."
Wen Ye walked in front wearing a Taoist robe. When he heard the words, he didn't look back and waved his hands, looking like he was too lazy to pay attention to Xia Shao. But as soon as he moved his hand, he suddenly stopped in the air, looking cool and unrestrained.
Wen Ye suddenly turned his head!
Xia Shao returned to her usual smiling look and said slowly, "I remember telling you before that you will probably call me uncle for the rest of your life. Now you have a chance to change the title."
"Are you really confused?" Unexpectedly, Wen Ye stared at Mr. Xia Shao for a long time and said this.
Xia Shao just smiled and said nothing, just looking at the boy in front of her.
She already had a good impression of Wen Ye. When they were in Hong Kong, the boy often quarreled with her, and the two of them had a good relationship. In the past, Xia Shao never thought about taking on a disciple. She really didn't have that much time. It was because of Xu Zheng's acceptance of Ah Tan as her disciple a few days ago that Hai Ruo had the idea of asking her to accept Wen Ye as her disciple.
Hai Ruo's words are not unreasonable. Wen Ye is the most talented among the younger generation of Xuanmen. If he is taught early while he is still young, he will definitely achieve great things in the future. If we waste these few years, we may have wasted a good seedling.
But once he really came up with the idea of accepting a disciple, Xia Shao would have to investigate carefully. No matter how good her impression of Wen Ye is, she must not be careless about recruiting disciples. After all, this is not a matter of her personal preference, but related to the inheritance of Xuanmen, so as to avoid the Yu Jiuzhi chaos in Xuanmen again.
But this guy didn't disappoint her. He had such deep hatred, but he still had such self-control and could see clearly, which was great. For a thirteen-year-old kid, he did better than many of his disciples.
"I think you are really confused." Wen Ye frowned when he saw Xia Shao's deep smile. After frowning, he turned away and walked out for two steps before coming back to pull her, "Let's go back and take medicine."
Xia Shao laughed angrily at the boy, and was pulled by him while saying, "Master Hairuo knows about this, but she didn't tell you?"
Xia Shao knew that Hairuo must not have told Wen Ye. If he had, given the boy's temper, he would have started a quarrel long ago. She just wanted him to know that this was no joke.
As expected, Wen Ye stopped, looked at Xia Shao for a long time, and headed for the altar!
"What are you doing?" Xia Shao stopped him from behind.
"Ask my master and ask!"
"Your master is also doing it for your own good."
"No need!" Wen Ye suddenly shook off Xia Shao's hand. The boy's eyes were full of hurt and shouted, "Why do I always have to change masters? One master is gone, and the other wants to give me to someone else!"
Xia Shao was stunned by his roar and frowned slightly, but she knelt down and looked at the boy in front of her with a warm smile, "I understand how you feel. Even if my master is not the master, if I were to change , I don’t want to either. It’s understandable to be angry, but I hope you can understand that it’s not that Master Hairuo doesn’t like you. On the contrary, it’s because she cares about you and thinks about you.”
Wen Ye was startled and his body seemed to be shaken.
"But if Master Hai is still alive, how can I change my profession to another master? Seniority..."
"Your master Hairuo doesn't care about seniority, and if your master is still alive, he won't care about seniority either." Xia Shao knew that if Wen Ye accepted her as his teacher, he would be promoted from the righteous generation to the benevolent generation. At this time, he and Hai Ruo is a master and apprentice, and after becoming her master, Hai Ruo and Hai Ruo become senior sisters and brothers.
"I mind!" the boy growled.
"Then you are pedantic." Xia Shao reached out and flicked Wen Ye's forehead.
Wen Ye stared, his eye circles still a little red, as if he couldn't believe that he was being scolded for being pedantic.
"Let me ask you, no matter how many things Master Hairuo teaches you, can he still teach you the secrets of cultivation?"
Wen Ye pursed his lips, feeling a little angry after hearing these words, "I don't want to abandon Master because of this!"
"Oh? Don't you think cultivation and inheritance of secret techniques are important?" Xia Shao raised her eyebrows and asked slowly.
"Not as important as Master!"
"Your master is so important. That night when he killed Tongmi, you personally defeated him and avenged your master?" Xia Shao narrowed her eyes and became serious.
Wen Ye was stunned and his body shook again.
"Master is important, fellow disciples are important, cultivation level is secondary. If fellow disciples were in danger, if you didn't forcefully break through and ascend, could you save fellow disciples?"
"Master is important, fellow disciples are important. Next time they are in danger, do you want to experience the experience of not being able to save them again?"
"Talent is something you are born with. Even your fellow disciples can't ask for it. You have it, but you don't value it. It's a waste of good qualifications. In the end, when a fellow disciple is killed and you can't do anything about it, who should you blame? Who should you blame?"
Xia Shao asked three times in a row, leaving Wen Ye speechless.
"But...Master Hairuo said that if I worship her as my master, I can avenge the master. Now that the master's revenge has been avenged, the body is still not found..." After a long while, the boy's mouth dropped and he stared at the ground.
"That's because you are not strong enough. If you are strong enough, you can still avenge your master even if you cannot find his body." Xia Shao touched his head and put a smile on his face, "No matter what your master is, No matter whether his body is found or not, the deceased is in your heart. As long as you don’t forget him, he will always be there. If your master could see you today, he would be pleased."
Wen Ye lowered his head and said nothing, tears finally falling from his eyes.
Xia Shao smiled and squatted on the ground to look at him, "Of course you are right to emphasize filial piety and friendship. But as a Taoist disciple, you must understand responsibility and take responsibility. If one day, you can take responsibility more seriously , you are the one who has really grown up.”
"I think your master would like to see you grow up." Xia Shao smiled, this time instead of touching Wen Ye's head, she patted his shoulder, "You will stay in the capital for forty or fifty days. I’ll give you time to think about it. Give me an answer before you leave. Whether you agree or disagree, I just hope you won’t regret it.”
After saying that, Xia Shao stood up and left.
With Wen Ye's stubborn temper, Xia Shao thought that he would have to think about it for a long time, but she didn't expect that when she got up early the next day to prepare to report to school, the door was pushed open by someone.
The "bang" sound shocked the early disciples in the corridor.
Everyone stared at Wen Ye standing at Xia Shao's door with wide eyes. The boy was wearing a large white long-sleeved T-shirt and stood at the door with great momentum.
The disciples were immediately startled, and they all wondered if their uncle made things difficult for Xiao Yezi yesterday and asked him to move Mi's ashes, which made the boy angry. Today, he counterattacked to find trouble
The disciples of the Zhang family all jumped with their eyes and rushed over, trying to stop this kid at any cost! That's my uncle! It can be said that when his uncle makes things difficult for him, he is training him. If he dares to find trouble, he will do the following things and violate the rules!
A dozen people rushed over, and before they arrived, they stretched out their hands to hold Wen Ye down.
But when the brothers' hands were on his shoulders, Wen Ye suddenly shouted at the door: "Uncle Master! Please accept me as your disciple!"
“…”
In the dead silence, Xia Shao smiled.
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Sorry everyone, too little TAT
During the thunderstorm, I shut down the computer several times. I checked the weather forecast and it turns out there will be thunderstorms tomorrow, so I can’t guarantee double updates to avoid having to work hard again. Before midnight tomorrow night, it's still the same time. I hope the thunderstorm won't be too severe.
I'm counting the number of words I owe you. I won't forget it. I bite my handkerchief.