The gentleman is to blame

The Plum Garden is located in the northern suburb of Pengcheng. Every winter, the plum blossoms are in full bloom. It is a pity that Xie Nangui and Song Huaizhen came at the wrong time.

I don't know what Xie Nangui thinks, but Song Huai really thinks that flowers, plants and plants all look alike, although he appreciates it, but if you ask him to classify them into categories and call them by names, it will really make things difficult for him.What Song Huaizhen is most interested in now is the sound of the flute at night.He himself is good at playing the lyre, Song Huaizhen used to play the qin very elegantly when he was drinking with his brothers at night in Yanxia Temple.

His lyre is a relic left by his deceased parents.According to the master, the lyre is called "weaving dreams".Song Huai really likes this name, life is like a journey, I am also a pedestrian, right?In fact, coming to this world for a while is sometimes like a dream.For example, I have never been separated from my little brother for so many years, and I haven't seen each other for many years now.The uncommon Xie Nangui, the living "shame record book", now roams the rivers and lakes with himself every day, playing around.

"By the way, Xie Nangui, I remember that as a newly promoted descendant disciple of Taixuan Mountain, I seem to be receiving some kind of sect task?" Song Huaizhen suddenly remembered, why the experience of going down the mountain is no different from traveling around.

"You just remembered to ask now?" Xie Nangui opened the folding fan gracefully with one hand, then quickly closed it, and said, "It should be so, but I went down this time mainly to visit my parents' old affairs, so Master didn't follow the instructions. The sect rules gave me a task."

"My master, Wangchen, was originally a wanderer who had been separated from Taixuan Mountain for a long time, and he did not give me any tasks according to the requirements of the sect. Now you and I can be regarded as two loose immortals."

This time it was Xie Nangui's turn to be speechless. There were not many immortals, and the loose immortals were those who were outside the sect and became immortals by virtue of their own strength and chance.Song Huaizhen is really, full of confidence.

Song Huai really thought about it, and seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm talking about Sanxian, who only envies mandarin ducks and not immortals, no, no, I'm talking about the kind of celestial beings who are chic and unrestrained in the world. Couple, no no no, it means that we are carefree and galloping horses."

Xie Nangui shook his head again and again, opened his fan and put it in front of his mouth, but unfortunately there was a smile in his eyes.Song Huaizhen was very embarrassed and unable to explain.

After laughing for a long time, Xie Nangui closed his fan, patted Song Huaizhen's shoulder lightly, and said, "I heard that your martial arts are not very good, but you have always been brilliant in writing, proficient in enchantment, and seem to be able to play the lyre, but now it seems Not entirely true, lightness kung fu is barely passable, enchantment technique is really good, I have never seen you perform martial arts, and I have never heard the sound of the piano. As for the literary talent, I think it is not worthy of the name. After all, you are even more handsome than a god They can all be called Sanxian."

Song Huaizhen faced each other silently, thinking to himself, I am a gentleman who is quick in action but slow in speech, but my action ability is not as good as Xie Nangui's. Hey, I can be considered fluent if I don't speak out normally. What's wrong today.Song Huaizhen felt that he was always unable to get along with Xie Nangui.

In order to break his embarrassment, Song Huaizhen coughed and said, "Let's go to inquire about Meiyuan separately, and we will be there later." Song Huaizhen looked up and saw a restaurant called "Zhengmingzhai" to the west, "Just Let's meet at Zhengmingzhai."

Xie Nangui nodded slightly, held back a smile and said, "Huaizhen Sanxian, don't get lost."

Song Huai was really helpless, he took three steps at a time, and hurried to inquire about the news.

The two met at the gate of Zhengming Zhai, and went upstairs together to order a few side dishes.

Xie Nangui said, "The dishes here are saltier than Haiyu's, so they probably suit your taste better."

Song Huaizhen said, "That's great, but speaking of which, Haiyu's dishes are also quite distinctive, but I'm not used to it, after all, senior brother likes to put more salt in cooking."

Xie Nangui shook his head and said, "Too much salt is more harmful than health."

Song Huaizhen nodded, "That's right, since Doctor Xie said so, then I will cook with less salt in the future and make some dishes similar to Haiyu."

Xie Nangui smiled, "Thanks to Huai Zhen San, Brother Huai Zhen loves the food of my hometown, I am very happy."

The two shared the integrated information.

A hermit named Zhou Xi once lived in this northern suburb of Plum Garden.According to people in Pengzhou City, this man is gentle and refined, he was born in a family, he once obtained fame in Jinling, he is knowledgeable and talented.Later, for unknown reasons, he came to this small city of Pengzhou and bought a small courtyard in the western suburbs. He enjoys growing plums on weekdays, and occasionally goes to the academy in the city to be a teacher.Basically live a poor pastoral life.

Everyone said that Zhou Xi, the owner of Meiyuan, was not in good health. It was rumored that because of his upright conduct, he had offended high officials and suffered from torture in Dali Temple.

This hermit surnamed Zhou has passed away long ago. It is said that he was still very young when he passed away.Because he has no wife and children, and he has never seen any family members.People in Pengzhou City buried him under a plum tree in the courtyard according to his wish.Nowadays, Plum Garden has long been the favorite place for Pengzhou people to visit in winter, but Zhou Xi’s former residence and the plum tree are surrounded to prevent people from stepping on it and showing no respect to the dead.

The strange thing is that recently, the melodious sound of the flute can be heard every day at five o'clock. It is reported that Zhou Xi also liked to play the flute during his lifetime.The sound of the flute is quite intimate.It's just that Zhou Xi passed away for many years, who else would play the flute in the plum garden?Zhou Xi did not die unexpectedly, and it is unlikely that his ghost is here.After much deliberation, the people of Pengcheng thought that Mr. Zhou might have become a fairy, because he missed his former residence and ran over to play the flute.

In recent years, the plum blossoms in the plum garden have become more and more beautiful, including bright red, light pink, and snow-like white.Apart from the sound of the flute recently, nothing strange happened.

It's all weird, compared to the temple mountain that makes everyone turn into birds.Pengcheng Plum Garden has instead become a place where people place their good wishes.Students often come to pay homage to Zhou Xi's former residence, hoping that they will be as good-behaved as Zhou Xi and be named on the gold list.There are also some girls who come to the plum garden admiringly, only longing to see the plum blossom fairy.But for so long, I have only heard his voice, but not seen him.

Xie Nangui said, "This matter is strange. Immortals mostly move erratically. They don't like dealing with mortals, and they hate downtown. I don't think they may be immortals. As for Zhou Xi's soul, could it be related to the law of controlling evil spirits?"

Song Huaizhen frowned, "Nowadays there are too few clues, what the people in the city said has basically turned into a fairy tale. If you and I want to find out what's going on, I'm afraid we have to go to the Plum Garden tonight .”

"Speaking of a true immortal, Daoist Wangchen, isn't your master just that?"

"Master has indeed become an immortal. I don't know how long he has lived, but he has always looked like a middle-aged man." Song Huaizhen said, "It is true that immortals don't like to get close to others. It is different from ordinary people. I am in Yanxia Temple, and I have troubles, and I never tell the master, and the master is probably not interested, and the brother is focused on practicing swords, so I will always write books and go back to Jinling to correspond with Uncle Zhong."

"Unexpectedly, your life is not as good as I imagined." Xie Nangui said.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Master taught me a lot. When I have nothing to do, I read books in the library. Speaking of which, if I didn't read those miscellaneous books all day long, we wouldn't know the method of controlling evil spirits. After all, Waiting for the method, it has long since disappeared."

Xie Nangui said, "That's true. I've read some books, but this is the first time I've heard of this method of controlling evil spirits. I can't imagine that such a wicked method actually exists in the world."

"So evil?" Song Huaizhen smiled, this is really not the most evil move in "Hui Tian", "You are wrong, the most evil move I have seen is far more terrifying than Sha control, Evil spirit control needs the consent of the ghost, otherwise no matter what the warlock does, the wish cannot be fulfilled, and the ghost must be willing. For example, if the warlock blackmails the ghost’s family, although the ghost can temporarily transform the evil spirit, but it cannot last long, and the resentment gained will not last long. Not many. But as far as I know, there is a method, which is to use the evil energy of thousands of ghosts to practice your own weapons. These weapons have different shapes, but after training, they are only used as a medium. This medium can directly Take the living soul and turn it into the energy of the fallen immortal's own body, so that they will not grow old and die, and have high mana."

"You are talking about fallen immortals who are close to divine power. Fallen immortals are not demons. Demons are made of pure obsession. They are competitive, but most of them are inherently talented and have their own way of cultivation. The method. The fallen immortals are different. Most of them are cultivators. Later, they encountered dangers and obstacles on the road, and their distracting thoughts passed their lives. These distracting thoughts were mixed with the original pure Dao heart. Immortals are not demons, but just a chaotic body between the two. Fallen immortals have a long lifespan and do not possess demon energy, making it difficult for people to find them." Xie Nangui said.

"As expected of Master Ruobai's disciples, you know such unorthodox knowledge!" Song Huaizhen praised repeatedly, and then sighed, "Fallen Immortals were all people with strong Taoism at the beginning. But there are few records about them. There are very few, and I think it is more similar to "a pure good person becomes a pure bad person". They do not have the joy that demons feel when they achieve their obsessions, and they do not have the blessings and good fortune accumulated by gods over the years. Although there is also a word for "immortal", But it’s just living in the world, with no desires, no desires, and doing whatever you want. When Chu Zehan became a fallen immortal, it is said that many people died in our Taixuan Mountain. Fallen immortals are just creatures that bring misfortune to others. .

Xie Nangui shook his head, "Everyone has their own destiny. We can neither understand nor influence other people's choices. But I hope that I can be honest and refrain from doing things that hurt nature and reason."