Chapter 73: Each Has Its Numbers
Thousands of trees are lush and green, and the trees cast shadows.
On the narrow mountain road, a crisp cowbell floated gently.
The grass and trees were pushed aside, and an old man wearing a straw hat was seen walking along the mountain road leading an old ox.
"Old man - old man -"
Suddenly, a voice called from behind the mountain road.
The old man stopped and looked back, only to see a young Taoist priest with a hairpin in his hair, a clean face and no beard, wearing a green robe and a large cloak, and carrying a huge bamboo basket on his back, chasing after him at a fast pace.
"May I ask, old man, how to get to Li's village?" the young Taoist approached and asked with his hands raised.
"It's the end of the road."
The old man pointed to the end of the mountain road and said curiously: "The old man lives in the Li family's village. Do you dare to ask the director what's going on?"
"Ah, that's a coincidence."
The young Taoist priest looked happy: "I am entrusted by someone to send you something!"
"Which family is this going to be given to?"
"Li Guanqi's wife, Mrs. Liu!"
"Yeah, her?"
"Exactly. May I ask how the Liu family is doing after Li Jun left?"
"It's not good! How can a woman, or a pregnant woman, live a better life?"
"..."
As they asked and answered questions, the two gradually became friendly.
The long mountain road was walking together with each other, chatting about anecdotes about the village and the mountains. The long mountain road was not interesting at all.
Not long after, the Li family's village was already in sight.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!"
A child who was playing at the entrance of the village saw the old man and ran over excitedly.
He ran closer and held up a piece of earth-yellow candy as if offering a treasure.
"Look, mom bought it!"
"Ah, is this the salesman here?"
"Yeah! An old man who carries a load has a lot of things in his load. Mom bought candy from him, scissors, needlework... the money dad gave me..."
Children have so many treasures.
While talking, he licked the caramel, as if he was eating the delicious food in the world.
But no, most of the children around me had their hands licked, and their hands and faces were covered with saliva.
There were only a few children from poor families who could only play around miserably, looking straight at them. Occasionally they would be allowed to take a lick, and their eyes would narrow into crescent moons.
Mo Chuan looked amused and said jokingly: "Brother, can I share this candy with Pindao?"
When the child heard this, he immediately hid his palms behind his back and hid next to the old man. He looked at Mo Chuan and said nothing, with a look of caution on his face.
"How about a lick?" Mo Chuan refused to give up.
"I don't know you!" The child looked wary and hid even more.
"The little baby is greedy. It's hard to get candy from him!" The old man laughed when he saw this.
Mo Chuan smiled when he saw this.
I thought to myself, little brother, you have missed a big treat today.
"Taoist Master walked along this road and visited three or five houses. When he came across a courtyard with a white silk hanging, that is the Liu family you are looking for."
The old man changed the topic and pointed to a path in the village.
"Thanks for the advice, uncle!"
Mo Chuan held up his hands and walked into the village. Under the surprised eyes of the whole village, he went straight to the outside of Liu's fenced courtyard and shouted loudly:
"anyone there?"
After a while, a woman with a slightly bulging belly and a sallow face came out.
"But Li Jun Li Guanqi's wife, Mrs. Liu?"
Seeing this, Mo Chuan asked loudly again, but secretly frowned in his heart, why is Liu's body so weak?
"Who are you? What do you want from me?"
Mrs. Liu looked at Mo Chuan in surprise, then at the villagers pointing in the distance, pursed her lips, and walked out.
"I am entrusted by someone to send you some gifts!"
With that said, Mo Chuan took off the bamboo basket he had prepared and handed it over.
Taking a quick look, there are a lot of bits and pieces inside.
Eggs, rice noodles, salt, floral cloth, needlework, incense... a dazzling array of items.
There are many things and they are very fragmented.
It may seem like a small price, but actually it's worth a lot when put together.
"Taoist Master, you, what do you mean?"
Mrs. Liu's expression changed, and she subconsciously glanced at the people watching around her, with a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.
There is a lot of trouble at the widow's door.
Although Li Guanqi's ghost appeared after her death and frightened many people in the village, this does not mean that there will be fewer people who chew her tongue.
"Folks, don't be afraid. When Mr. Li was imprisoned, he knew that his time was running out, so he had already sold off all his possessions and asked his close friends to exchange them for gifts."
"Speaking of which, I only sent it today. It's really hard to tell. I hope lay people can forgive me."
Mo Chuan made nonsense.
As he spoke, he secretly gave away a wisp of Yuan Qi to the Liu family with a flick of his finger. He did not seek long life, but only wanted good health and the safety of his mother and child.
"Why, is there such a thing? Why haven't I heard anyone say it before?"
Mrs. Liu's eyes suddenly turned red when she heard this, and she felt sad and happy at the same time.
When her husband died, the family lost its mainstay.
She was pregnant and it was even more difficult to make ends meet, and her life was very difficult.
Now that Pingbai has some extra money, although it can't be said to make her rich overnight, it's enough for her to last until her delivery in October.
This is enough.
"It's too late to hide what happened in prison, so how dare you go around shouting about it? Lay people, don't think about it. Just take it with peace of mind! Now that it's over, I will leave!"
Mo Chuan didn't want to say more, lest he say anything too much, so he simply handed over and left. When he turned around, he saw the pointing and good-hearted villagers around him. His heart moved, and he turned around and clasped his fists and said loudly:
"There is a god three feet above his head. Li Jun died unjustly. The county magistrate has paid for his death. The debt owed to heaven and earth will be repaid to his heirs. I hope lay people will take care of themselves!"
After saying that, he glanced at the busy people around him with burning eyes.
I don’t know that it is the power of Taoism that has been practiced for more than ten years;
It’s still the power of words.
The woman who was whispering suddenly turned pale and avoided Mo Chuan's gaze with a guilty conscience.
Seeing this, Mo Chuan shook his head and walked away.
He didn't go far. After leaving the village, he stopped by a creek not far away.
The stream is gurgling and the breeze is blowing.
He took off his boots and plunged his bare feet into the stream. The soles of his feet were a little tired, and they were immediately washed away. He fell asleep against the rocks, surrounded by white clouds.
Before you know it, the sun is setting in the west.
A burst of footsteps that were difficult for human ears to hear came, and the footsteps stopped not far away.
"Li Guanqi, pay homage to the benefactor.", "Li's land, pay homage to the immortal."
The visitors were none other than the Earth God of the Li family village and Li Guanqi.
At this time, Li Guanqi was making a grand salute and bowed to the ground. His eyes were reddish and his expression was excited.
As for the earth god, he needs to be more reserved.
However, he also bowed down and bowed, as if he were paying homage to his senior.
Compared to Li Guanqi's excitement, he was more terrified.
The last time we met, this Taoist priest still had short hair, wore a hundred-pin robe, and looked like a ghost who feasted on incense.
Unexpectedly, when we meet again today, we have already transformed into human form?
Is it true that emotions come from the underworld?
As for resurrection from the dead?
This is something that the land gods dare not even think about, it is so ridiculous!
Chapter completed!