The fairy tale life of modern cultivators

?Chapter 9

What happened next was exactly the same as Jiang Xinle's last dream. He and Xue Yubing were dating in the poplar grove. Zhao Qingquan was wearing a windbreaker, standing on a speeding train, and fired two shots in succession.

When the gunshot rang out, Jiang Xin woke up suddenly, cold sweat covered his head and face, and his heart hurt like being pricked by a needle.Jiang Xinle lowered his head suspiciously, but didn't notice anything unusual. He touched his chest, and the skin and flesh were all fine.The painful feeling still continued, and he couldn't help frowning, clutching his chest and rolling up his body.

He lay on the bed blankly for a while, and then slowly recovered, the pain was real, and it was real that he was still alive.

Jiang Xinle turned to look at the other three people, they were all sleeping soundly, without any movement at all.This reminded him that everything that happened just now was a dream, even though the dream was so real, as if it had really happened, it was still just a dream.

Besides, in the 80s and [-]s, Jiang Xinle hadn't been born yet!

He had no choice but to comfort himself, thinking day by day and night by night, when he bumped into Zhao Qingquan trying to force Xue Yubing during the day, he really regarded Zhao Qingquan as a bully at night.

This self-soothing effect lasted only a few hours.

The next morning, Jiang Xinle had a pair of dark circles under her eyes, her eyes were blurred, her face was pale, as if she was seriously ill and would die at any moment.He was in a very bad mood, he greeted others feebly, and was about to help Xue Yubing fold the quilt, but was stopped by He Dacheng, who exaggeratedly said, "What's the matter with you, you haven't slept all night? What did you do?"

"What nonsense, I slept soundly." Jiang Xinle said guiltily, secretly looking at Xue Yubing and Zhao Qingquan, seeing that the other two protagonists in the dream didn't notice him, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're lying to a ghost." He Dacheng said in disbelief, "Forget it, forget it, I'll make the quilt for the boss, you go to the hospital to have a look, I suspect that you were raped by a female ghost."

"If you are not in good health, go to the hospital." Xue Yubing finally said, and gave him a puzzled look, "Your face is ugly, your health is important."

He was suffering from a heart attack, and it was useless to go to an ordinary hospital. How could he tell the doctor that he dreamed that a man robbed him of a man, and that man killed him? Who would believe it?

Jiang Xinle sat on the playground with his chin in his hands and pondered for a long time, and finally remembered a person—his master.

Speaking of his master, he is really a legend, and it all started when Jiang Xinle's mother was pregnant with him.

There are three children in Jiang Xinle's family, he is the third, and the first two are elder brothers.My mother wanted a close-fitting padded jacket back then, and at the age of 35, she took the risk of getting pregnant again, so she wanted to have a daughter.When Huaijiang was happy, the aunts and aunts in the village said that she looked like a girl.His mother was very happy when she heard this, and she was waiting to raise a daughter, and the little padded jackets were all made of pink.

Waiting and looking forward, finally waited until the day Jiang Xinle was born, and in the end he was born a boy again.It's just that this boy is different from his two elder brothers. He has a white face and double eyelids when he was born, but he is delicate. They say he looks like a girl, but it doesn't matter if he looks like a girl again. With a handle.

This handsome kid is in poor health, completely different from his two wolf-like brothers. He has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he has been given injections and medicine every three days. His small body is thin and weak, and he is always tightly wrapped , Seeing a little wind will catch a cold.

In this way, Jiang Xinle was soaked in the medicine pot until he was three years old, and his health did not improve at all, and it was getting worse. Everyone in the village said that the child was born with a bad birth, probably sick in the womb, and he might not live long.This can make parents worry badly, even if they want their daughter to have a son, it will be of their own flesh and blood, and it hurts a lot. Can you not be anxious to see the child suffer?The two elder brothers in the family also dare not speak loudly, for fear of making too much noise and disturbing the little baby.

Finally, things turned around.

One day, a fortune teller came to the village. At that time, people often walked around the streets to tell fortunes. Some superstitious people would invite the fortune teller to their homes, entertain them with delicious food and drink, and then ask the fortune tellers to tell their fortunes at home. If you are sick or in disaster, please ask the fortune teller to break it, and ask for safety and health.Because Jiang Xinle's health is not good, as long as there is a fortune teller in the village, his parents will invite him to the house to tell Jiang Xinle's fortune.

In the past three years, no fewer than ten fortune tellers have come to the family, but Jiang Xinle's health still hasn't improved.

This time, as usual, Mom and Dad entertained the gentleman with delicious food and drink. After eating and drinking, they couldn't wait to hug Jiang Xinle out and let the gentleman take a good look at it.

This gentleman squeezed Jiang Xinle's little arm, looked at him carefully, and finally sighed, and then said to Jiang Xinle's parents: "This child is difficult to raise!"

When Jiang Xinle's parents heard this, they seemed to have met a confidant, and quickly responded: "The old man is right! You are so right!"

"He is a fairy root, of course it is difficult to raise in your mortal world." The gentleman said inscrutablely.

Jiang Xinle's parents were dumbfounded.

After a long time, he asked timidly: "Then what should I do?"

"Leave it to me." The husband picked up Jiang Xinle, patted him on the back, and said earnestly to the two who were already dumbfounded, "I will raise him at your home until he is five years old at most. I won't leave tonight Now, you husband and wife have a good discussion, whether to watch him die after two years of raising him, or let me take him away."

When Jiang Xinle's mother heard this, she fell to the ground and burst into tears.The father squatted down, comforting his daughter-in-law while quietly wiping away his tears.The two older brothers were past the sensible age, and when they heard that the younger brother, who was as beautiful as a New Year picture, was going to die in two years, they also burst into tears.

There is nothing more important than being alive. Although parents are reluctant to hand over their precious son to a stranger to take away, they cannot just watch their son die.The couple cried all night, and the next day reluctantly handed over Jiang Xinle to a fortune teller and took him away.

The fortune teller didn't take Jiang Xinle far away, he built a thatched hut on the top of the hill in the neighboring village, and took Jiang Xinle to live there.

When the parents saw that their son lived so close to them, the husband had no intention of taking him away, so they went to visit if they had something to do.Seeing Jiang Xinle growing up day by day, free from illness and disaster, and much stronger than when she was at home, she slowly relaxed, treated her husband like an elder, and privately discussed how to take care of her husband until his death.

It's strange to say that since Jiang Xinle was taken away, Dad has been lucky again and again. The small business that could only support the family has grown bigger and bigger, and even opened a factory in the town.

After getting rich, Dad immediately built three Taoist temples on the top of the mountain for the fortune teller and Jiang Xin to live in.

The business became more and more prosperous, and the Taoist temple became more and more luxurious. After the Taoist temple was completed, the old man stopped Jiang Xinle's father from repairing it, saying that Jiang Xinle's life would be shortened if he continued to repair it.

When Jiang Xinle was able to go to elementary school, the husband asked Jiang Xinle's family to take him away, but there was one condition, that is, he must go to the Taoist temple to practice during the winter and summer vacations.

The Taoist temple at this time is completely different from the thatched huts in the past. Not only Jiang Xinle's father would donate some money from time to time, but everyone nearby also knows that this gentleman is a living god, who forcibly puts a sick child Raise them up, and bring blessings to their children's homes.After all, Jiang Xinle's health is getting better, and his father's money is getting more and more. This is obvious to all, and it is more effective than any publicity.

The master never refuses anyone who comes, but except for Jiang Xinle, he never allows others to stay overnight in the Taoist temple.

It is said that some curious people secretly went to the Taoist temple at night, walked up and down the mountain path, and turned around all night, but they could not go to the end, let alone find the Taoist temple.

Since then, the Taoist temple has been spread even more mysteriously, Mr. is called the old god, and Jiang Xinle is called the little god.

This title has been with Jiang Xinle until he entered junior high school.At that time, Dad's business had reached the provincial capital, and their family also moved from the small mountain village to the provincial capital. Jiang Xinle's junior high school was in the provincial capital, and no one there knew his past.

After junior high school, as before, he returned to the Taoist temple every winter and summer vacation to practice with the master.I heard from the villagers that there is no sign of the master at all, and only when Jiang Xinle comes back will the old fairy return to the Taoist temple.

Jiang Xinle never thought that his master was an old fairy. In his eyes, his master was a liar who talked about running the train, no different from a blind man squatting on the bridge to tell fortunes. When he was brought up, he became an old fairy in a daze.Otherwise, why didn't the master cure other children except Jiang Xinle?

But he couldn't say that, his father trusted his master very much and was very devout, every time Jiang Xinle showed a little disrespect to his master, his father would cut off his pocket money.

Jiang Xinle's relationship with Master is actually very good, besides his parents, Master is the one who loves him the most.Before going to university, the master said goodbye to him deeply, saying that he was going to travel far away and that he would not come to see him this winter vacation.Jiang Xinle felt quite heartless when he thought about it. It had been so long since school started, and he hadn't even called his teacher.

The master's mobile phone number is very auspicious and easy to remember. It was specially bought by my father at a high price. The master accepted it without any embarrassment at all.

Familiar mobile phone number, but unfortunately no one answered.

Jiang Xinle decided to go back on the weekend and ask the master face to face.