Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

The three people came to the house. The furnishings in the house were different from our current indoor style.

Look, the window has no glass, and the sun shines directly into the room. And something similar to a curtain—probably called a rattan curtain, right? It is made of bamboo - rolled up in the morning and used to keep out the wind at night.

Under the window, there is a row of wooden cabinets. On the left side of the top of the cabinet are three stacks of blue books neatly stacked, and on the right side is a bonsai. The bonsai is a small banyan tree. It is growing very well, and it looks like a flying dragon. The leaves are green, exuding green vitality in the sun.

They came to a long table. There was a copper incense burner placed on one side of the long table. The surface of the incense burner was smooth and had a metallic luster. Because it had no decoration, it looked simple and elegant.

Li Zheng said, "Please sit down." He then knelt down on a soft cushion. The old man sat opposite Li Zheng, and the girl followed their example and sat on the left side of the long table.

Ten days ago, Lao Dao sent a message to Li Zheng via carrier pigeon. The general content is: I watched the sky at night and found that Peicheng will encounter a drought, resulting in a reduction in food production, so I plan to stop traveling and come back to help.

The above is the content of the first letter, and the second letter is about auspiciousness: I did another fortune telling and found that the auspiciousness that protected Peicheng disappeared. Once the auspiciousness disappears, Peicheng will lose its shelter, and some major and minor disasters will follow.

Fortunately, I found Xiangrui's descendant. Although it cannot be called Xiangrui, the luck in her can also change the direction of Peicheng. As long as she is cultivated and becomes Xiangrui, Peicheng can be protected again.

Satomasa stared at the girl for a long time. The girl didn't feel shy. She looked at Satomasa with her eyes wide open, with an innocent look on her face.

"Is this Xiangrui?" Li Zheng looked away, "Why do I feel that she is no different from an ordinary girl."

"You don't understand this." The old man took out three books from his wide sleeves, titled "Auspicious Excerpts Part 1" and Part 2 Part 3.

"You should believe that there are many strange people and strange things in this world that we have never known about." Lao Dao put the book on the table, "Mystics like me can breathe fire and control water. Since you already know There are people with strange abilities like mystics in this world, so why should we doubt Xiangrui?"

Li Zheng thought for a while and said seriously: "According to historical records in Peicheng, auspiciousness can protect a party so that its food will be abundant year after year and the people will not be troubled by diseases.

But the reason why we can have good harvests year after year is not due to everyone's hard work and the right time and place. As for not being troubled by diseases - every certain season in this city, there will be a large number of cold patients, which is also a common phenomenon in other cities. In my opinion, the prosperity of this city is due to everyone's efforts. "

The old Taoist did not deny what Li Zheng said. He nodded and said, "That's true. This auspiciousness is indeed not omnipotent. If the auspiciousness can truly protect one side, then the history books will not record the disasters of war.

But having said that, there is a difference between a city with auspicious protection and a city without auspicious protection. Even if Xiangrui doesn't have the ability to protect one side, his luck can really change the luck of a city. "

Li Zheng picked up "Auspicious Excerpts Part 1" and briefly flipped through it. After a long time, he put down the book and said, "How have you been living outside these years?"

"It's good. It's not like sleeping in the open air, eating wild fruits when you're hungry, and drinking dew when you're thirsty."

"That's very good." Li Zheng glanced at the three blue books on the table again, "Auspicious...auspicious...if it can really bring luck and change the fate of the city, that would be great."

"Actually, we are all contributing to the development of the city, aren't we?" Lao Dao said, "I have my way, and you have yours. They are two different roads, but they end up together."

"What Brother Changqing said is absolutely true." Li Zheng looked at the girl, "This girl is just like a human being, how can she be auspicious?"

"She is a half-demon." Lao Dao said. "Her mother had an affair with a human man, which led to the punishment of heaven. Her parents are no longer in the world."

Li Zheng said: "It seems that even if auspiciousness has the power to protect someone, it is no different from ordinary people. They all have seven emotions and six desires."

The old Taoist replied: "That's true. Even the way of heaven is flawed."

The girl was listening to the two adults talking. She could only understand a little bit, but just sitting here would be boring. The girl was already sleepy, her body was swaying, and she was suddenly awakened by something unknown. She suddenly sat upright and her eyes were wide open.

The two adults did not notice that the girl was embarrassed, which made the girl feel relieved. When the two adults looked at her, her back that was about to bend straightened up again.

Li Zheng turned around and asked, "What's this girl's name?"

The old man shook his head, "She doesn't have a name yet."

Li Zheng looked at the old Taoist in confusion, "You actually don't know how to choose a name? Don't you know how to read birth dates?"

"I don't know the auspicious birth date and horoscope, so how can I name it?" The old Taoist curled his lips, "The laws of heaven are flawed, and so are people."

Li Zheng had nothing to say in reply. He scratched his cheek and said, "What a coincidence, I don't know how to name him either."

The two of them could only sit there, staring at each other. The atmosphere in the room had been silent for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, a sound of piano came from the window. The sound was melodious, like a gurgling stream, refreshing people's hearts. The clear and sweet sound of the piano seemed to be... The spring water tinkled.

"Who played this piece?" asked the old Taoist.

Li Zheng said: "He is the new hostess and is good at playing the piano."

Then Satozheng suddenly turned around and looked at the girl, "Then your name is Qu."

"Okay." The old Taoist agreed, "From now on, you can call me Qu."

"Thank you, Lord Satsuma." Qu said.

The old man smiled and rubbed Qu's head, "It seems that you are quite smart."

After chatting with Li Zheng for a few words, Lao Dao took Qu and left. The backs of one large and one small were stretched narrowly under the red sky.

Qu pulled the old Taoist's sleeve and said, "Master, how come you have a book hidden in your sleeve?"

"This mysterious technique is called Qiankun in the Sleeves. If you want to learn it, I can teach you in the future."

"Then Master, where are we going now?"

"Let's go home."

When they passed by the Baozi Shop, they heard earth-shattering cries, like the miserable howls of evil spirits. They were so startled that the birds on the eaves flew away chirping.

The old man stopped and looked at the bun shop. The surrounding neighbors rushed to the bun shop to check the situation. Soon after someone entered, they hurried to the government office. After a while, a group of officers and soldiers came and ran into the bun shop.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, and the officers and soldiers had to warn and disperse the crowd. The crowd dispersed, and the old man stopped a person to ask about the situation.

The passerby sighed and said, "Boss Li's son somehow fell into his well and drowned."

The old Taoist could only sigh and say a few times, "What a pity, what a pity." Then he took Qu's hand and left.

The two of them had walked far away. Qu turned around and saw unknown things covered by white cloth in the bun shop, as well as Boss Li who had fainted on the ground. He didn't know what she was thinking.

"If there was good luck, I'm afraid this wouldn't happen." The old Taoist murmured to himself.

(Don’t ask why the plot is different from the event plot. I think the event plot this time is unsatisfactory, so I decided to change it myself. If you think the event plot is good, you are right.)