It had rained heavily in the morning. The long streets were muddy and water was dripping from the low eaves. A figure in a purple cloud and green robe, with his sleeves folded behind his back, swayed the thumb-sized scabbard at his waist, squeezed through the noisy streets, listened to the noise in the teahouse, and the storyteller banged the gavel, waiting for his money.
Looking at the bustling city, Lu Liangsheng felt indescribably comfortable in his heart, especially after he reached the spiritual realm. He could clearly see the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of the people around him, as well as the atmosphere of life, which appeared in different colors in his eyes.
"I am the Imperial Master of the Great Sui Dynasty. These are the people of the Great Sui Dynasty. Will they be like the city gods worshipped in the temple in the future? The better they live, the stronger the country will be, and they will also give back to me?"
Thinking of this, the scholar's lips curled up into a smile, and he shook his head to get rid of the idea. If it were easy to do so, I'm afraid all the cultivators would rack their brains to figure it out. It is impossible for those predecessors not to know the method to improve their cultivation so quickly, but there are very few who actually do it.
'After all, sometimes a dynasty is not as long-lived as a Taoist priest. If a dynasty is short-lived, then the Taoist priests who have worked so hard to get in and be tied to the fate of the country will suffer a great loss. Once the dynasty is destroyed, not only will their cultivation be greatly damaged, but they will also have difficulty making any progress in the future, and everything will be over.'
Compared with the gains and losses, it is safer to find a blessed place and practice in peace and stability.
"To support a dynasty for hundreds of years requires not only strength but also luck. If you encounter one or two incompetent rulers...tsk tsk...it will be difficult to practice."
Lu Liangsheng sighed, and seemed to be leisurely with his hands behind his back, but in fact he took a step and was already in front of the pedestrians. In the eyes of the passers-by, it seemed as if the scholar had just walked towards them, but they didn't know that Lu Liangsheng's trick of sleight of hand to interfere with the surrounding vision was so easy.
After passing Guangdefang and before entering the West Market, I heard a commotion in the distance and a faint voice that seemed to shout, "The tiger is coming!"
"Run! There are big bugs in the city!" "They're eating people—"
"It's coming this way, get out of the way." "Help... My legs are weak, someone come and help me."
Feeling the magical power from that side, Lu Liangsheng's eyelids twitched. He quickened his pace, and with his sleeves of robe spread open, his figure was cast under the setting sun towards the eaves of a nearby house, disappearing above in an instant.
…
"Run! The tiger is coming!"
"Quickly notify the authorities!!"
"Where is it? Where is it? I can't see it."
Pedestrians on Xichang Street were in a panic, and those who didn't know the situation also ran around in panic, stumbling into stalls and pulling others to the ground with them. Ceramic bowls flew away, and soup splashed everywhere, making a mess.
Roar~~
The tiger's roar was so fierce that it was heard again in an alley. The pedestrians who had fallen down jumped up in shock, throwing away their shoes and socks that had been stepped on, and limped along as they ran wildly after the others.
In a deep alley nearby, a large tiger squatting on the ground looked at the panicked figures running outside, raised its front paws to cover its mouth and nose, and laughed out loud.
"I'll let you bully me, I'll let you not let me eat delicious food, and then I'll scare you!"
He lowered his front paws and uttered syllables with his tiger's mouth. Just as he was about to recite a spell, a slap suddenly came on his head, interrupting the spell abruptly. The tiger looked away, staring blankly at the scholar in purple and green robes standing there. When he saw his appearance clearly, his ears trembled with excitement.
“Master!!!”
When he reacted, the tiger body shook, smoke rose, and he turned into a little man again. He bowed and said, "Qingfeng, I greet the Master!"
Lu Liangsheng helped him up and looked at the messy street outside. He reached out and patted the little guy's bun again, then walked to the alley. Almost everyone on the street had run away, leaving only the vendors who couldn't put down their belongings and were looking around fearfully while cleaning up their messy stalls.
"You scared the people here so much that many of them may have nightmares when they return home."
As he spoke, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand and waved his robe sleeves. The tables and chairs in the stall, which had been tilted and tilted, stood up on their own and moved back to their original positions just as the vendor picked up a few pairs of chopsticks.
"Ouch... this this this..."
Many vendors leaned against the curb in amazement, watching the pots, bowls and chopsticks scattered on the ground being picked up one by one, put back into the chopstick cages, and the pots and bowls being neatly stacked on the earthen stove.
"I'm afraid I met a god."
The vendor came to his senses and quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks, ran to the middle of the street, put his hands together, and bowed to both sides of the end of the street, muttering to thank them.
Lu Liangsheng, who was standing at the entrance of the alley, withdrew his magic power and turned back. Qingfeng lowered his face with grievance, waiting for him to come over.
"They were the ones who bullied others first."
"Oh? Then tell me how they bullied you?" The scholar smiled and pulled him over, and walked to the other side of the alley together. The little man next to him was said to have lived for more than two decades, but he was not very worldly-wise and did not understand the rules of the world at all. When he heard Qingfeng say that he was chased by someone with a carrying pole because he just took a piece of cake, and was bullied by several yellow dogs when he fled to the alley.
"When I was in the mountains, what kind of fruit could I not eat? Humph!"
hehe!
Lu Liangsheng laughed, causing Qingfeng beside him to raise his aggrieved face: "Master, are you making fun of me?"
"I'm not laughing at you." Lu Liangsheng rubbed his little head. The messy stalls on both sides of the long street they walked through were pulled by magic power and tidied up. He continued to speak as he walked:
"Qingfeng, most things in this world require money to buy and sell. You can't just take things as you please like in the mountains. If you do that, others will suffer."
The scholar took out a copper coin from his sleeve and showed it to him, "This is the money commonly used in the world. If you have more, you can buy a lot of things, but!"
Lu Liangsheng emphasized the last two words. For a child who has never been exposed to the outside world and has been practicing Taoism for two decades, some things must be said as soon as possible.
"We cannot steal or rob, and we must not abuse our magic power to counterfeit money. Everything in the world has a limit. If we abuse magic to do evil, the world will be in chaos. Do you understand? We cannot let the weak suffer and lose hope in life."
The principle is simple, but it also explains the reason very well. Qingfeng is not stupid. He tilted his head and thought for a moment. He probably figured out the key points and nodded with his lips pursed.
"Yes, Qingfeng has made note of it. Thank you for your teachings, Master."
"Don't play tricks on me in the future. Come back with me and tell me how you got to Chang'an."
After saying a few words, Lu Liangsheng led Qingfeng around to the street corner. A team of government officials came hurriedly with knives and forks. They heard that a big beast appeared in the street and ate people. The fleeing people felt relieved when they saw that the government had sent people. They took the axes and sticks from their homes and followed behind, looking around carefully.
"My dear officers, it's just ahead. The tiger roar came from that alley."
"Yes, it's right there. Someone saw a big tiger running out before. It was scary."
“… You better be careful, the big insect eats people, and it might even become a spirit.”
"Shut up, everyone. Don't talk so mysteriously. What if you scare the officer?!"
Everyone shut up immediately. The constables and yamen runners in front all looked unhappy after hearing what happened. However, after a round of inspection, they could not find any trace of the beast. They also sent people to inquire in the adjacent streets and nearby courtyards, but there was no news of any wild beasts.
"How strange! I clearly saw it. The street was in chaos at that time. How come it suddenly became normal again?"
Just as the detectives who were preparing to hunt the tiger were puzzled, in a distant mountain temple in the southeast of Chang'an, Lu Liangsheng sat back under the shade of a tree and looked at the little man opposite him who was looking around.
"Qingfeng, what happened in Wuse Manor?"