Chapter 87: The Reason

At this time, I couldn’t help but blame and question myself. For the first time, I suddenly realized that the me from the previous life, the Taoist boy, seemed to have strayed from the foundation of the Taoist path.

I even thought that this me would be indifferent again, but I didn’t expect that at this moment my heart would move. In this feeling, I could naturally distinguish between being moved and being distressed. Most importantly, there was a slight fluttering in my heart.

But I was confused and couldn’t tell the difference between these emotions. I could only force myself to ignore the past and, almost following the guidance of my emotions, I walked up to Wei Chaoyu and grabbed his arm, saying, “If you can’t stand, just sit down and rest. Let’s not talk about the matter of confirmation for now.”

Wei Chaoyu looked at me in disbelief, but he sat down as I said. However, the mountain wind was still cold, and his body, which had just been affected by the magic, trembled slightly.

I sat cross-legged next to Wei Chaoyu and saw this scene. I felt a sense of hesitation and struggle in my heart. After a long struggle, I finally said in a low voice, “If you can’t support it, you’re tired. Lean on me. I’ve known you for a long time, and I’ve learned a lot from you about Taoism.

Rather than telling Wei Chaoyu the reason why she should lean on me, I was more like convincing myself.

But at this time, Wei Chaoyu was already impatiently interrupting me. With an indescribable look of expectation in her eyes, she looked at me and asked in a low voice, “Can I lean on you?”

I was already a little sorry for saying that, but I didn’t know why, looking at the expectation in Wei Chaoyu’s eyes, I had a feeling that I couldn’t destroy it and disappoint her, so I pretended to nod lightly without paying attention.

Her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and the next moment I felt a warm body cautiously approaching me, then leaning on my right shoulder.

We had known each other for a long time, but this was the first time we had been so close to each other in such silence. I had the silly thought that the smell of her body was somewhat pleasant, but after thinking about it, I was annoyed.

But compared to my indecisive mood, Wei Chaoyu was just plain happy… The stars in the sky were very close and very beautiful… And in this clean starry sky, the occasional shooting star was nothing new.

But at this time, Wei Chaoyu was holding me and pointing to the sky in an exaggerated manner, saying, “Stone, look at the shooting star… the shooting star is very beautiful, isn’t it?”

I never paid attention to the scenery. I didn’t have the mood to feel the surroundings, but for some reason, because of Wei Chaoyu’s yelling, I felt that the shooting star that passed through the sky was also a little interesting.

Well, if she is open-minded, then it doesn’t matter if she leans on me, or if I hold her in my arms when necessary. Suddenly, I had this thought in my head, and then, a relaxed smile appeared on my face, which had not shown any emotion for a long time.

Wei Chaoyu didn’t notice, and neither did I.

At this moment, I, the observer, was suddenly pulled away… Like many times before when this illusion appeared, this scene began to crumble. But before it did, I suddenly thought that the figure nestled under the lonely cliff and the starry sky was also beautiful. Why should one reject the natural flow of emotions?

Isn’t Taoism natural? What was I thinking in my previous life? With these questions in mind, and a feeling of sadness and regret that I couldn’t even detect, I watched this scene crumble before my eyes, and couldn’t help but mutter to myself, “Taoism is not about suppressing yourself. Taoism is definitely not about suppressing yourself!”

But in the midst of this repeated chanting, I heard my master calling my name. I knew that I had once again completely detached myself, but again and again… this Wei Chaoyu had gradually carved an indelible mark in my heart.

I opened my eyes and, as expected, saw my master’s worried face. The pain had already subsided, and as before, I had no aftereffects except for fatigue. But my master suddenly looked at me and said, “Chengyi, how many times has this happened? Are you really not going to say anything?”

“I didn’t know how to say it before, but now I’m sure… I saw my past life.” I really had nothing to hide from my master, and I simply explained the situation in a few words.

“So you were a Taoist monk in your previous life?” The master raised his eyebrows, but for some reason, I could read deep concern in his eyes. I knew what he was worried about.

“Yes.” I didn’t want my master to worry, but I really couldn’t deny it to him.

“Okay, I understand.” Unexpectedly, the master did not ask any more questions, but instead stood up and let me rest for a while before turning and leaving the quiet room.

There was a window in the room, and from the window I could see that I was still in the secret village. If my guess was correct, the Da Xing Da Wu must have brought me to his stilt house… Here, I felt inexplicably at ease. I don’t know why, but I deliberately didn’t think about my past life. Sometimes fatigue can make the heart quiet. In this quietness, I closed my eyes again and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already night… The night sky in the secret village is also very beautiful, but I have to say that after seeing the starry sky in the world where the Taoist boy in my previous life lived, I no longer feel moved by this beautiful scenery.

I would guess what kind of place it was? The fairy realm? The heavenly realm? Why were there still sects? Why was the Taoist boy not a child of a fairy, but a child of a Taoist named Tian Yizi?

But I was destined never to find an answer to this question. In my rambling thoughts, what were Master and Da Xing talking about in the lobby? I didn’t hear a word of it… Later, it wasn’t until the two Miao people came in with big lunch boxes that I came back to my senses.

The Miao people may be aggressive, impulsive, and have a fiery temperament that is frightening, but you should never doubt their hospitality, no matter whether they are ordinary Miao people or a great shaman.

The food and wine were laid out on a table, and that was the hospitality of the Da Xing Da Wu to us… He told us that he had specially ordered a lot of food today, and that he wanted to get drunk with my master.

I think that wine is sometimes a good thing for men to escape from. After all, in the most difficult situations, if there is a pot of wine, you can still get a little happiness. Even if you are more worried, at least you can get a little emotional release in the madness, so you don’t have to be depressed and go crazy.

The dishes on the table were mostly wild game, and the cooking methods had a very “rough” flavor, which coincided with the feeling I got from the Miao village in Leishan. However, the fresh wild game was made with the sweet and clear mountain spring water that the Da Xing Da Wu said… it was quite delicious to eat.

The master and the Da Xing Da Wu drank with gusto, and I followed suit and drank two bowls of rice wine.

The rice wine was not intoxicating, but the aftertaste was not to be underestimated. When the wine was half-way through, Da Xing Da Wu completely put aside his worries and spoke. He said to my master, “Old Jiang, in fact, I don’t completely agree with you taking Darong away. . Not speaking for the village, but speaking from a personal point of view, Darong was brought into the village by me. I watched him grow up, and for many years I took him with me. You say you want to let him go to an inexplicable battle, where he may not know if he will live or die. Not to mention the great shaman Bude, I want to tell you that I can’t do it! But a man keeps his word, especially when it’s a promise between you and Grandpa Darong. I can’t object, and I’m not qualified to object.”

As he spoke, Daxing seemed to be troubled. He held up a large clay bowl and poured half a bowl of wine into it. The wine overflowed from the corners of his mouth and wet his chest. He didn’t wipe it off, but instead put the bowl down heavily and sighed.

Compared to Daxing, my master was much more composed. Although he drank as much as Daxing, he didn’t get excited when he complained. Instead, he said, “Yes, Qiangzi was brought into the village by you. I still remember when I told you about it, you didn’t believe me… In fact, how could I believe it? Qiangzi was spotted by a descendant of the ancestral witch of the 18th ancestral witch village at a young age, but Sun Kui didn’t want to give up his grandson. He was afraid that his corpse-driving skills would be lost without an heir. Who could believe such an understanding? But how could I not believe Sun Kui when you said so?

When he mentioned Sun Kui, the master’s eyes welled up with a feeling of nostalgia and sadness. I can’t say whether he remembered the pain of carrying Sun Kui’s grandfather’s body out of the flames that day… He picked up the wine bowl and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp. The difference was that the master didn’t waste any of it, and he drank it all.

After putting down the wine bowl, a hint of drunkenness finally appeared in the master’s eyes, and he said, “You know, I really don’t believe in Sun Kui. Even if I can’t understand what he does, I, Jiang Lichun, have to support him. In fact, who doesn’t know that compared to the art of corpse-carrying, if the child can inherit the legacy of the Wuji family, especially the legacy of the Eighteen Ancestral Villages, that is a real great opportunity? Later, Sun Kui, that stubborn old man, fell ill. He knew he was going to die, so he came to me and said that if he died, he didn’t want me to take care of his grandson, and that he wanted to send him to the Eighteen Ancestral Villages… because that’s where his grandson would have a chance. He told me that he had known me his whole life, and had experienced life and death, and always felt that he was a burden to me…

While talking, the master poured himself another bowl of wine and then said in a mocking tone, “This silly old man, if he were a friend, how could he be described as a burden? Whoever can fight a little bit is not a burden, right?”

“If that’s the case, then I wasn’t a burden to you back then either, right? That’s silly.” Da Xing Da Wu was more open-minded, and his eyes also revealed a trace of nostalgia.

“Then he said, let Qiangzi go to the ancestral village to study, and fight with Chengyi in the future, experiencing life and death together. At that time, don’t be a burden to Chengyi… Because his lifelong wish was to be able to fight with me side by side one day, and say that he was also very strong… He was doing this until he died. I know that it was really his wish! I didn’t dare not to agree, because if I didn’t agree, wouldn’t that be looking down on people? Although I didn’t want Qiangzi to live the same life as my apprentice, my apprentice had a bad life, a dog’s life, and he was also in my old Li lineage. It seemed prosperous, but it was a lineage of hard work… I just agreed, but I didn’t want to. This fate really needs Qiangzi and Chengyi to fight together. What do you think? Is it necessary for fate and affection? After saying this, the master poured himself another bowl of wine.

Daxing the Great Shaman was a little dazed, and then said, “Well, I was the one next to you when the Ancestor Shaman of the Eighteen Villages came, and you just casually stuffed Darong into my hands… I didn’t believe it, but I had to agree. Later, I went to find the Ancestor Shaman of that year to verify it, and found out that it was true! Darong entered halfway through the door, and really showed amazing talent… I thought I was lucky in my life, and picked up a treasure, but you’re going to leave again! Old Jiang, don’t think I don’t know that you were just using the promise you made with Sun Kui to pressure me… I really want to fight with you, but I’m drinking with you. It’s like I really want to say no to you, but I’m helping you… this son of a bitch…”

As he said this, Daxing the Great Shaman drank another glass of wine.

In the secret village on the cliff, the evening wind stopped inexplicably.

The young man under the command of the great witch Bugen appeared quietly at the door and said, “You, the great witch Bugen invites you to come.”

You? Who else could it be? Naturally, it’s me and Master… Has the Budeon shaman already woken up Qiangzi? What will happen if he asks us to go?