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When Cheng Huang was young, he didn't know how to absorb spiritual energy, so he needed to feed on human flesh and blood, as it was said in ancient books.When Taihua Guan received the commission from a nearby village, he roughly guessed what kind of monster it was based on various habits, and it was finally confirmed today.But what's wrong with Chenghuang itself?It is its nature to eat people, and this is what it has to do in order to survive.Of course, the dead human beings are also very innocent, so the two Chenghuangs who are murderers and extremely aggressive have been put to death.After seeing Hinayana Huang's strong sense of survival, Qinghe thought for a while, and decided to follow the Tao in his heart and let it go.

Qing He picked up the hair on the back of its neck, pulled it up and looked at it carefully, um, the eyes are quite beautiful.When it was confirmed that it was injured beyond death, it pulled away and prepared to leave.The moment he got up, Qinghe's finger hurt, and it was bleeding from the stubborn Chenghuang's bite.He squatted down again and looked at the Hinayana Huang.Hinayana Huang is quite clever, knowing that his blood is good for him, he sticks out his tongue even if it falls to the ground.

Qinghe thought for a while, then raised two fingers and stroked the palm of his hand vigorously, lifting the miserable Cheng Huang up, Cheng Huang was also unceremonious, licking the wound back and forth with his tender tongue.Soon, someone behind him beckoned him to go back, he gently put the ride on the ground, and hurried to catch up with the big troops and left.

I can only help you so much, life and death depend on your fate, Qinghe thought silently.

On the way back, his uncle Nanxun, who had a good relationship with him, came over and said, "Hey, what's wrong with your hand? Why do you always hide it behind your back?" Qinghe subconsciously closed her hand, and replied with a smile: "It's nothing, I was careless when casting spells. Got it."

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It was already late at night when Wenliu regained consciousness, probably because he had sucked the Taoist's blood, and he regained some strength.Wen Liu smacked his lips, the hunger in his stomach reminded him of the sweetness of the blood, Taoist blood contained a bit of spiritual power, and when it was fed to his mouth, it was still warm, Wen Liu squinted his eyes, wondering if it was this Because of that smell, Wen Liu missed it very much.

"Mother, I'm hungry..." Before he finished speaking, Wen Liu suddenly remembered the massacre before he fell into a coma, and realized that he was the only one left in this world who was originally a good family.He didn't know how his family got into trouble with them, there was no warning before they broke in!Those Taoist priests... blame those stinky Taoist priests!I must avenge this mortal revenge, and I will repay the pain they inflicted on me double!Wen Liu gritted his teeth and supported his seriously injured body to forage for food, his mind full of thoughts of revenge.

At the very beginning, Wen Liu went directly to Taihua Mountain Road, but was chased by those golden boys and jade girls, ginseng immortals and moon immortals who looked like good-looking people, and experienced several times of "the victory and defeat of the army is unexpected, and the comeback is a hero" ! ’ After that, in desperation, he had no choice but to look up at the mountain pass and spit hard at the Taoist temple that was looming in the clouds and mists, and said angrily: "The stinky Taoist priest is waiting!" Then he ran to Jiangling Ancient Road to beat Lu Xinggui and Those three-tailed cat demons called Huan.Hmph, it's just three tails, how can it beat me with twice as many tails?

Thinking of this, Wen Liu took a bite of the dead body on the ground, watching the scene of blood splattering, and felt extremely happy.If the snow-capped mountains all year round are dyed in such bright colors, hehehe, that would be really beautiful.Just imagining it makes me tremble with excitement...

While Wen Liu was working hard for his revenge plan, Qinghe in the view on the top of the snow mountain was doing a one-hour meditation every day with a group of disciples.While she was meditating with her eyes closed, something hit Qinghe's back suddenly.He opened his eyes a little, and saw that the master was still sitting in the distance as if he had entered a state of ecstasy, so he turned his head slightly to the back, and when he saw his uncle Nanxun winking at him quietly, he knew it was to tell him not to run away mean.Qinghe nodded slightly to indicate that he knew.After finally waiting for the bell to announce the end, the voice of the master in front of him rang slowly: "Qinghe, you come with me as a teacher." Qinghe responded, and subconsciously went to see his uncle Nanxun, and saw that the other party was anxious and wanted to tell him something.Since the master's order was hard to violate, Qinghe smiled at her apologetically, and followed the master who had already entered the room.

Walking into the inner room, Qinghe closed the door behind his back, smelled the faint sandalwood that filled the room, bowed and knelt down and said, "I don't know what orders Master has for his disciples?" The real person was holding a cup of hot tea and blowing it cool carefully. Greet him to get up, and say: "Get up quickly. It's nothing to ask you to come here today, I just want to talk to you."

"Tao?" Qing He was puzzled. Dao is so mysterious and mysterious. He didn't think that with his qualifications and insights, he could argue back and forth with the master who was close to Feisheng.The real man seemed to see his doubts, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "There is no need to be formal, just say it. I heard that you let go of a fierce beast a while ago?"

It turned out to be this.Qinghe knew it well in his heart, felt that there was nothing to cover up, so he said directly: "That's right. The disciple saw that the young Chenghuang had no killing karma, so he let it go." The real man sighed, and said: "You know, Chenghuang has no killing karma. Huang is cruel by nature, if you let him go, will he eat people again when he grows up? Or, will he hold grudges when our disciples from Mount Taihua killed his parents in front of Cheng Huang? Come back for revenge?"

Qinghe was speechless for a while, and the room was suddenly silent. The two of them seemed to be petrified, and there was no movement. Only the smoke rising from the incense burner in the corner showed the flow of time.After about half a cup of tea, Qinghe finally said: "Then Master means that he is not of my race, so his heart must be different?" The real person gently put down the tea bowl, and slowly said: "If you let go of the sun and the moon As a teacher, I will not ask about monsters that feed on essence. But as a teacher, I ask you, did you think about the consequences at that time? Then if you kill someone in the future, do you feel responsible for this crime? Even if The Taihua Temple has the power to kill it, how can it compensate for the life that has passed away in its hands?" The question was so clear that he was speechless.He remembered his own experience again, he was silent for a while, and said: "Maybe it won't kill when it can feed on spiritual power." The person in the seat drank the last sip of tea, breathed out a hot breath, and said: "I hope That's it. The teacher called you here, not to question you, but to hope that you can think carefully before acting, understand?"

Qing He paused: "Keep in mind Master's teaching." He couldn't help but asked, "If Master, what would you do?" The real person put his hands into his sleeves, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter what I do. The important thing is that you choose How to do it. This is your life and the way you want to cultivate. Well, go out first if you have nothing to do." Qinghe resigned, and before going out, he heard the master behind him ask him again, did he regret it?He remembers saying briefly but firmly, "No regrets."

Leaving the room full of thick sandalwood, Qinghe let out a long breath, and walked towards the courtyard of Shishu Nanxun.As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Nan Xun sitting in the yard. When he saw him coming, he immediately got up to greet him, his anxious expression remained undiminished, and he spoke clearly, "Qinghe, do you know that Master sent someone to Search the rooms of the disciples? I seem to remember that you secretly hid wine, and I want you to go back and hide it...

Hey, where are you going?I'm not done yet! "When Xiang Qinghe heard this, his expression changed, he turned around and ran away, leaving only a thank you teacher and uncle from a distance to say." I've searched all over, so is it useful to be anxious now? "Nan Xun muttered.

Qinghe half-run back to his yard, because a cultivator can't be impetuous, so there was a rule that he couldn't run between houses.When he met other classmates along the way, he had to stop and pretend to be unhurried. He was so anxious that he was about to sweat, and he couldn't help cursing inwardly on the way: Break the rules.

There is nothing unusual about the furnishings in the house, if his uncle hadn't told him, he might not have found out that the house had been turned over.Qing He carefully closed the door, and went straight to the bookcase. After pushing aside a pile of Tao Te Ching, Nan Hua Jing and Chongxu Jing, he cautiously stretched his hand in, but found nothing.Qinghe's heart sank, and she suddenly felt powerless, did she really get searched away?

Qinghe sat down at the table, feeling depressed, suddenly remembered something, suddenly slapped the table in surprise and got up to walk to the yard.He came under the crooked neck tree outside the courtyard, looked at the snow covering the ground with the same thickness as other places, and was secretly happy. He couldn't wait to dig out the wine hidden in the soil, and hid it under the bed very properly.

In the dead of night, Qing He sat carelessly on the steps in front of the house with his precious wine jar and an empty bowl in his arms.Pat the Kaifeng mud and lift the wrist to pour the wine, and the aroma of the wine will permeate.Qinghe shakes the bowl, and the moon in the water rises and falls with the ripples.If Master saw it, he might be so angry that he would hit me on the head with a fly whisk.Thinking wildly, Qinghe drank three bowls in a row.

Drinking alone on the moon, is it a pleasure or a pleasure?What else is there to do?It can't be to drink away your worries, right?Qinghe's thoughts drifted away with the gradual rise of alcohol, and he thought about the matter that Master talked to him today.The master must have deliberately delayed himself to buy enough time for the searchers after the retreat was over. As for whether he discovered the small secret signal from Master Nan Xun, he couldn't say for sure. If he found out, it would be terrible.

Far away.Thinking of the content of the conversation, Qinghe, who was still young at the time, felt a little angry in his heart.The difference between him and his master is that the master is afraid of killing people brutally and indiscriminately, so he boldly guessed that if it was the master, he might kill the grass and eradicate the roots to prevent future troubles.And I feel that if it grows up a bit, it will feed on spiritual power and won't harm other creatures. Besides, it won't be a problem even if it is let go at a young age at that time, at least it won't attack humans beyond its limits.

Since a little effort can save a life, why not