Master of Karma in the Red Chamber

The so-called cause and effect, in simple terms, is the result of the cause.

Every time a person does something, says a word, or even thinks a thought, he is planting a cause, and there will be a corresponding result behind it.The three karmas of body, speech, and mind are always created, and they will always cause retribution.

Good causes produce good results, and evil causes produce evil results.

There are long and short periods of karma, which can be divided into three types: past life due to present retribution, present life due to present retribution, and present life due to future retribution.

Yan Liang is from the Yan family in Qicheng.The men of the Yan family all have the physique of innate sense of cause and effect, they can see all kinds of karma in people, and they can also expect to get all kinds of karma.As long as the Yan family chooses someone to help them eliminate the evil causes in this world, so that they can avoid the evil retribution in this world, they can use this "good deed" to improve their official luck or wealth.

These are the experiences summed up by the ancestors, and Yan Liang doesn't know why, he only knows that he has confirmed this fact through practice.Whenever he helps people eliminate an evil cause, he will really encounter a very lucky thing, whether it is an official or a fortune, it is very beneficial.

So as long as they are the Yan family in Qicheng, they will never be short of officials and wealth.

The same is true for Yan Liang, who has been prosperous in official career, rich and prosperous all his life, and lived a happy life.

After death, he didn't know why, he didn't go to reincarnation, but he happened to be attached to a Taoist priest's whisk.This stay lasted for two years, forcing him to practice alchemy with this broken Taoist every day, living in a mess.

This Taoist priest is not very old, only in his 30s, blind to the life given to him by his ancestors, every day he has to concoct poison pills for himself to eat.

Yan Liang saw this guy so carelessly, wishing he could live for him.All these years he was imprisoned in the fly whisk for nothing, and he didn't even have a chance to read books.Every day, I can't do anything except listen to Taoist priests' thoughts and gossips from some people in Taoist temples. It's really boring.

cough cough...

The alchemy furnace started to emit poisonous smoke again.

Yan Liang still couldn't bear the smell, and coughed continuously.

"My lord, look at the pill that I practiced today. It's red in color, and it looks good." Only a seven or eight-year-old pink boy gave an orange brocade box to the Taoist priest with both hands.

Yan Liang took a look at the red pills, the color was indeed pretty, it was as red as if it had been stained with human blood.

Xiao Daotong smiled and said: "It has a special fragrance. You can tell it's good medicine when you smell it. You should smell it."

The Taoist twirled his beard and smiled in satisfaction, with a strange look on his face.He sent the boy out, sat at the table with the brocade box, and poured a glass of water.

Seeing this, Yan Liang sneered twice, squinting at the Taoist priest.I'm looking for death again!

The Taoist stuffed a pill the size of a thumb belly into his mouth, raised his neck and took a sip of water, which seemed a bit astringent, took another sip of water, and swallowed hard.

Hiss - hiss!

The Taoist priest kept his head up, his face flushed, and he scratched his throat, presumably choking.

Seeing that the Taoist was reluctant to spit out the elixir, Yan Liang found it very funny.

After a while, the Taoist coughed a few times, breathed evenly, then took another pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yan Liang got tired of watching, so he lay down and yawned, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Opening his eyes again, Yan Liang saw the white gauze curtain on top of the canopy bed, and scolded the Taoist priest for being unscrupulous, even hugging him to sleep.

No, why is there a male voice?

Yan Liang was stunned for a moment, he seemed to have heard his own voice just now, which came from the mouth of the Taoist priest.

Yan Liang suddenly felt something was wrong, he seemed to be able to feel the heat in the bed, ghosts have no sense of cold or heat.Yan Liang moved his eyeballs, slowly raised his hand, put it down and then raised it, then put it down again.

He got up in a convulsion, jumped to the ground barefoot, and jumped to the bronze mirror to look at himself.

The man in the mirror was in his early thirties, with a straight nose and clear eyebrows. He looked exactly like a Taoist priest!

Yan Liang poked himself in the mirror with his finger, trying to draw a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He turned out to be a Taoist priest.

Yan Liang still looked at himself in the mirror, and all the evil causes that had been planted in the deity naturally emerged in his mind.Very good, he has not lost his ability, but this guy has planted too many evil causes, such as being disloyal to the monarch and ministers, not teaching his children, not guarding the family business...

As much evil karma, there will be as much retribution.In order to die well, it seems that he will be busy in the future.

***

Today is Jia Jing's birthday, Jia Rong was ordered by his father to go to Xuanzhen Temple to invite his grandfather back home.

In fact, everyone knows that since the master entered Xuanzhen temple two years ago, he hasn't come out again, not to mention birthdays, he doesn't even come back to worship ancestors during the Chinese New Year.The mansion said it was to celebrate his birthday, but in fact Jia Zhen just came out of the filial piety and wanted to have fun, so she used the name to entertain herself.

Although the birthday banquet this time is a small event for the outside world, with only a few relatives and friends invited, it is actually more entertaining than before.Although there were only six tables in the front and back yards, they prepared a total of [-] dishes, and specially invited the old imperial chef from the palace to help.The theatrical troupe has also invited six theaters, all of whom are well-known in the capital, and the male guests also have the best girls to perform.

Jia Rong wanted to go back early to join in the fun, and the journey was in a hurry, so she hoped to arrive at Xuanzhen Temple as soon as possible, and if she got an answer, she would return home early to enjoy herself.

Looking outside Xuanzhen, Jia Rong waited for a long time, and the Taoist boy who didn't reply came back, a little anxious.After thinking about it, he walked in on his own initiative.

There is a Taoist priest named Wang Shi who is in charge.At this moment, he was running out in a panic. Seeing that it was Brother Rong, he didn't care, and ran away with the salute on his back.Afterwards, a group of Taoist boys ran out from that side, shouting to arrest people.

Jia Rong was dumbfounded, grabbed a child and asked what happened.Daotong said anxiously: "That guy is greedy for money, and he used inferior poisonous cinnamon to murder real people!"

Before Jia Rong could ask Daotong further, he raised his stick and continued to chase.

Jia Rong slowed down and continued to go in.On the way, I met two Taoist boys running towards Jia Jing's residence, Fushou Palace, with something in their hands. Both of them looked very pale, as if something big had happened.Jia Rong thought about what the Taoist said just now, and then thought about his grandfather who made alchemy every day and ate it in the morning.Could it be that he had already eaten the poisonous elixir and was poisoned to death?

Jia Rong's face changed greatly in fright, and she hurried to the gate of Fushou Palace, only to meet a boy coming out with a water basin.

"This... is this already started to scrub?" Jia Rong burst into tears, knelt on the ground and shouted, "Grandfather, my grandson is not filial, my grandson is late, and I haven't had time to see you for the last time."

"Brother, what are you doing! The real person is doing well. He just finished his meal and cleaned his hands." Dao Tong was puzzled.

Jia Rong waited for a while, then asked, "Then you just said that cinnabar is poisonous, and you ran here in a panic."

"Just now the real person got angry and said that we should wear regular clothes, so we came in a hurry." After Daotong said, he led Jia Rong into the living room to wait, and he went into the inner room to return.

The hall is not big. Looking up, you can see the portraits of the Sanqing gods enshrined on the wall, and there are various tributes on the long mahogany table under it, which are rich in variety.After this, ordinary tables and chairs were set up for people to use, and Jia Rong sat down at the first place on the east side.

After a while, Daotong came out with red eyes and said to Jia Rong: "Master let you in."

"Master? Didn't you just say he was a real person?" Jia Rong was surprised.

Daotong's eyes became even redder, and he lowered his head and said, "The master said, we are not allowed to call him a real person again."

Jia Rong asked Tong again suspiciously, but the words "why don't you come in" had already been heard in the room over there, so it was difficult to ask further, Jia Rong hurried into the room.

Yan Liang was fiddling with the whisk that he had possessed for two years, pulling each one, and the white hairs fell all over his feet.

Seeing this, Jia Rong knelt down to greet her grandfather.He didn't hear a response for a long while, but felt the animal hairs on the whisk fall to the ground one by one, and his heart arose inexplicably.

Yan Liang bald the fly whisk in his hand, and casually threw the handle aside, then raised his eyes coldly to look at the grandson he had picked up for nothing.

He was about nine years old, with a handsome face, and he was actually quite good-looking, and now he was dutifully saluting to him, seemingly honest.It's a pity that no matter who he is, no matter how many fake plays he does, his nature cannot be hidden from him.

Yan Liang didn't expect that a child of Jia Rong's age would be planted with the evil cause of lust.

"Head up."

Jia Rong raised her head obediently.

"Have you had a wet dream?" Yan Liang stared at him closely, his gaze a bit persuasive.

Jia Rong's mind was buzzing for a while, and she had no ability to think for a while. When she regained her composure, her cheeks turned red from behind her ears.

"Grandfather...Grandfather, why did you suddenly ask such a question." Jia Rong scratched her head shyly, not knowing what to do in embarrassment.

Yan Liang raised his eyebrows and kept staring at him, waiting for an answer.

"Not yet." Jia Rong muttered.

"No, you still dare to have evil thoughts!" Yan Liang slapped Jia Rong on the head hard.

Jia Rong didn't know why, so she knelt down and apologized stupidly.

Yan Liang felt that since the child was not fully grown yet, he had already had lustful thoughts, it could be seen that this kind of atmosphere prevailed in his family.The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, I guess the child's father must not be a good guy.

Yan Liang has stayed in Fuchen for the past two years, and has heard more or less about the situation in some Taoist priests' homes.What is the name of Ningguo Mansion, son Jia Zhen, grandson Jia Rong... After all, this time it is very easy to be a human being, and he will not dislike anything in the deity's family.If there is a problem, just change it. After all, with him, life will only go to a higher place.

Jia Rong knelt for a long time, raised her head and took a sneak peek at her grandfather, always feeling that although her grandfather looked solemn, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Grandfather, you, you..."

Yan Liang came back to his senses and asked Jia Rong, "Is your father going to celebrate my birthday?"

Jia Rong nodded again and again, "Well, he sent his grandson here to invite you back to celebrate his birthday."

"Alright, anyway, I haven't been back for a long time." Yan Liang didn't like the life in Xuanzhen Temple very much, and the smoky alchemy furnaces that annoyed him the most, he especially hated the smell of smoke, very disgusting.

Jia Rong was stunned for a moment, never expecting that her grandfather did not refuse this time, but agreed without hesitation.

What should I do, my father thought he would not go back, and invited so many girls from Qinglefang...

"Why, you're not happy that I'm going back?" Yan Liang asked in a sinister tone.

"No, no, happy, happy, my grandson is so happy that I didn't realize it for a while." Jia Rong hurriedly smiled happily.

The Taoist boys who ran to chase people from that side all rushed back, all of them looked terrified, and the leader said to Yan Liang with a trembling voice: "Master, Wang Shi is dead!"