There is a light green plant seedling growing in the flower pot covered with sand. The sand in the pot is still wet. It seems that Murong Zhuifeng will occasionally come to water it.

Sitting by the bed, I watched the plant seedlings with mixed feelings.

What I like is that the growth of plants and the reproduction of animals is the unchanging law of nature. The broken shell and sprouting of walnuts can continue their lives, which is a good thing.

The sad thing is that I can't save Wang Yanpei's life, or even keep her soul, and in the end, she didn't even keep her relics.

"Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees are springing in front of the sick trees." I shook my head and sighed.

"Don't worry, let's discuss something with you." King Kong Cannon walked in casually.

"What's the matter?" I took back my thoughts and took out a cigarette.

"It's too hot, your apprentice and my son are getting prickly heat." King Kong Pao took the cigarette and sat next to me, "I want to install a central air conditioner."

"Well." I nodded in agreement.

"Then you have to install the glass in the room and use paper to paste it." King Kong Cannon pointed at the white silk cloth on the window.

"Well." I nodded again. It is impossible for Ziyang Temple to maintain its original appearance, and there is no need to be too conservative.

"Okay, let's go down the mountain to buy things, and then hire a nanny for Zhuifeng," King Kongpao said and stood up, "and you have to buy milk powder for three little things." Murong Zhuifeng naturally couldn't raise three babies, and all the milk powder was the best.

"There are too much cash on our accounts. You can find a way to deal with it. The headquarters will review it next month." I added.

"I understand, we won't come back to eat at noon, you can make some for yourself." King Kongpao said and walked over.

After watching Sanyin Pishui, I came to the mountain to see Naru.

Naru is old and is no longer as lively as before. After teasing it, I came to the gate where Lao Li and Fugui live.

"Have you eaten by Zhenren?" Lao Li and Fugui were having dinner. When they saw me coming, they stood up quickly.

"No, give me a bowl." I took the chair that Fugui dragged over and sat down.

"Fugui, take Naru out for a walk." After dinner, I took Fugui away on an excuse.

"Minister Yu has something to ask me?" Lao Li reached out and took the cigarette I handed over.

"It's nothing important, it's just a chore," I lit a cigarette and thought about where it's more appropriate to start.

"Jinren Yu has something to ask." Old Li was very sensitive and knew that I would not chat with him for no reason.

"Old Li is from Maoshan school, right?" I asked casually.

"It happened so many years ago." Old Li shook his head and did not deny it.

"Ma Qianli's wife Wen Qingyi is a descendant of my eighth senior brother. I went to Maoshan some time ago and she mentioned you to me." I stood up and turned on the TV in the doorstep, with the purpose of naturally eased the atmosphere.

"Is the master sister-in-law okay?" Old Li raised his head.

"It's great, but I'm old and talk too much." I laughed loudly. I was several generations taller than Wen Qingyi, so I naturally didn't need to worry about anything when speaking.

"The elder brother and his wife are very nice to me." Old Li sighed.

"How old was Lao Li when he left the Maoshan Sect?" I asked.

"What is leaving? I was driven out by my master. That year was my zodiac year, exactly twenty-four." Old Li didn't hide anything. He also knew that Wen Qingyi would definitely tell me something about him.

"Why did you go digging a tomb with someone back then?" Since he didn't hide it, I won't hide it.

"Young impulse." Old Li shook his head and said it.

"Old Li, you don't know some things, look at this." I took out my ID and handed it over.

Old Li reached out to take it, and after opening it, he was stunned. He only knew that King Kong Pao and I had an officer, and he didn't know the specific work department.

"That's all from many years ago. Master Yu wants to arrest me?" Old Li returned the ID to me tremblingly.

"I won't wait until now if I want to catch you," I picked up the remote control and changed the channel. "I didn't catch you in Xi'an, and I won't pursue the past."

"Does Yu Zhenren know?" Old Li's face changed when he heard my words.

"I don't know anything else, I only know that you saved a life." I took out the steel needle taken from the back of Company Commander Zhang's head and put it on the table.

Old Li shook his head and sighed without saying anything.

"You rarely do any method after you leave the master's sect, even if you use steel needles. You can save people in a critical moment. You have more than 10 million yuan in savings but you never use them. You would rather take the risk of sanyang and make those few thousand dollars. These are enough to show that you are a good person who sticks to principles!" I said solemnly.

"Haha, if I were a good person, there would be no bad people in the world." Old Li laughed out of control after hearing my words.

"What is a good person, what is a bad person?" I shook my head and smiled bitterly, "The great monk in Jiuhua Mountain destroyed the Dharma body by Niu Jingang and I. In order to buy back Ziyang Temple, I stole and sold gold bricks worth hundreds of millions. Do you think I am a good person?"

"Zhengren Yu is a good person!" Old Li looked up at me.

"Then you, Lao Li, are also a good person!" I looked back at him.

"What do Zhenren wants to know?" Old Li's eyes were filled with trust and gratitude.

"How many ancient tombs did you dig back then?" When I saw the cigarette in Lao Li's hand burned out, I took out another one and handed it over.

"One place." Old Li waved his hand and didn't take my cigarette, stood up and turned off the TV.

"The door rules in Maoshan are so strict?" I took out my lighter and lit a cigarette.

"The master drove me out not because I entered the ancient tomb, but because I used evil magic." Old Li was excited, "In order to enter that ancient tomb, I set up a formation with seven living people to break the mechanism at the entrance of the ancient tomb."

"Why did you want to enter that ancient tomb?" Lao Li's words made me creepy. The fact that a living person was setting up a formation was too sinister, and it would be no exaggeration to say it was a magic trick.

"Save people." Old Li smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Save people?" I couldn't help but frown, "Who is saving?"

"Save three people who shouldn't be saved." Old Li shook his head again.

"Lin Mengxuan, Lin Mengtian, Lin Mengfan?" As soon as Lao Li said three people, I immediately thought of the three missing Lin brothers.

Old Li raised his head and looked at me in surprise, nodding to the point of default.

"Why do you say they shouldn't save them?" I asked.

"This has to start from thirty years ago," Lao Li opened his conversation and recalled the past.

At that time, Lao Li was still a young man in his early twenties. Although he was young, he was a personal disciple of the Maoshan sect. His Taoist skills were second only to his eldest disciple Ma Qianli among many fellow disciples.

It was a period of socialism that was booming. The people did not admire feudal religion, so the Maoshan School did not have a good life. In addition to reclaiming farmland, many disciples would occasionally go down the mountain to beg for alms to maintain their livelihoods.

The incident started when Lao Li begged for alms. To put it nicely, it was called alms. To put it bluntly, it was begging for begging. After the Cultural Revolution, the status of Taoist monks had fallen to the bottom of society, and no one was willing to give begging for it. Lao Li sighed again when he said this.

Lao Li, who had been running around for a day but had few gains, knocked on the door of a house on a winter evening. The one who opened the door was a tall middle-aged man. After Lao Li bowed his head and explained his purpose, the middle-aged man generously gave a few scoops of rice and asked Lao Li to come again in three days, so he would give him charity.

"Who is this person?" I couldn't help asking.

"Lin Mengxuan." Old Li smiled bitterly and shook his head.

I nodded and reached out to signal Lao Li to continue to tell.

Old Li thanked Lin Mengxuan with great gratitude and happily carried the rice back. Rice was rare in that era, and Old Li was also very happy to be able to transform into rice master and many senior brothers. Originally, Old Li was embarrassed to go to that family again, but he was poor and had a short ambition. Three days later, Old Li knocked on the door of the house by chance.

This time, the three brothers went out to welcome each other. Not only did they give a whole bag of rice, they also warmly invited Lao Li to sit in the house. Lao Li was embarrassed to refuse after receiving the favor from others, but after entering the house, they found that there was a young and beautiful girl in the house.

"Who is this girl?" I couldn't help but speak again.

"Fugui's mother." Old Li replied softly.

After entering the house, the banquet was soon put on. Old Li was very flattered, but with the eager greeting of the three brothers, he quickly integrated into the atmosphere. After all, he was a young man and liked to show off. Therefore, except for the magic of the master, he almost knew everything else. When the banquet ended, he was already very familiar with the Lin brothers.

Due to heavy snow on that day, Lao Li stayed at Lin's house for one night. On the evening of that day, Lin Mengchen generously entered Lao Li's room and had a long talk with Lao Li until dawn. Although there was no such thing as rude at that time, Lin Mengchen's beautiful figure was deeply rooted in Lao Li's heart. The next day, the Lin brothers sent Lao Li out and agreed on a date for meeting again. Lin Mengchen secretly stuffed a gold bracelet to Lao Li and gave it to Qiu Bo secretly.

"Old Li must be very casual when he was young." When I saw Lao Li's face was ashamed, I said to smooth things over for him.

"There is not a decent Taoist robe, so how can it be so cool?" Old Li shook his head and smiled bitterly, "They designed me together to let me teach them Taoism."

"Did Fugui's mother know her brother's intentions at the beginning?" I finally heard the clue.

"It's not just that they all colluded with each other." Old Li lowered his head to look for the cigarette pouch, and I hurriedly handed over the cigarette.

"Oh," I lit a cigarette and stopped talking.

At the age of love, he always had a strong desire for the opposite sex, especially the other party was a beautiful girl. After Lao Li carried the rice back to the mountain, he thought about Lin Mengchen day and night, and finally arrived at the door again until the agreed day. This time, the three brothers of the Lin family gave him thirty-one green sermon robes, one for each of the Maoshan sect. Lin Mengchen also used his charm again to hook the young Lao Li tightly, but the four brothers and sisters were very cunning and did not make any requests this time.

"When did they ask you to teach Taoism?" I interrupted.

"Two months later," Old Li looked depressed, "I went a day earlier than the agreed period. At that time, my relationship with them was already very good, so I climbed over the wall to show off my skills. Unexpectedly, I heard the conversation between the four brothers and sisters, and then I realized that they were tomb robbers. I was approaching me to learn Maoshan Taoism to dig a large tomb."

"Didn't you rush in and beat them?" I could imagine Lao Li's mood at that time. If it were me, I would have rush in and beat them up.

"No, I took someone's rice and wore someone's clothes. I didn't have the right to beat him," Old Li shook his head repeatedly.

"What happened later?" I asked.

"After leaving, I wrote some magic formulas and formation methods overnight, and wrote a letter to Fugui's mother, and put them in their room while the night was dark." Although many years later, Lao Li was still excited when recalling the scene at that time, and his speech was trembling.

"Why do you want to write a formula for them?" Lao Li's approach is tantamount to helping the evil, and I do not agree with it.

"I don't know." Old Li smiled bitterly again, "Anyway, I wrote it. I didn't dare to give it to those who were overly domineering, for fear that they would do bad things after learning."

"What happened later?" I knew that the matter had not ended here, otherwise Lin Mengchen would not have become Lao Li's wife.

"What else can you do?" Old Li said slowly.

The desperate old Li said goodbye to his master and went down the mountain to travel. He never saw the Lin brothers and sisters again. Later, Lao Li fell ill near the Beijing Railway Station and was penniless. At the critical moment, Lin Mengchen appeared and sent Lao Li to the hospital for careful care. At that time, Lao Li was angry with Lin Mengchen and was unwilling to accept her favors anymore, so he struggled to leave the hospital.

"How did you forgive her later?" Unfortunately, Old Li refused to learn other magic spells, otherwise the Qi Gathering Art would help him strengthen his body.
To be continued...