I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 97
Gu Yao's pupils shrank, his body shook, and a ball of fire burst out, completely burning the letter.

"Nonsense, what exactly is the same, Dong Mingda's mother is only in her thirties and forties, how could she have seen someone from a hundred years ago."

Fafang Qing put the grapes on the ground and asked Xiyan to eat by himself. Looking at Gu Yao's appearance, he cleared his throat and said, "Gu Yao, I'm here to say goodbye."

Gu Yao came back to his senses, remembered that he had said it when he first came in, and hurriedly restrained his mind: "Uncle Fang, are you going back to the Shangqing sect?"

Fang Qing nodded: "Yes."

He stood up, looked at the statue of Sanqing from a distance, and said, "I have been in Qingshui County for almost ten years, and I have traveled and worked in other places before, and I have been away from the mountain for nearly 20 years."

"In the past 20 years, I haven't made any progress in my cultivation, and now, it's almost time to go."

20 years of cultivation without making any progress?
Gu Yao was taken aback. Fafang Qing was only in his early forties this year. Doesn't this mean that he was at the perfect state of practicing qi and transforming gods 20 years ago?
This is also a top-notch qualification. How can there be no progress in 20 years?

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Fa Qing say: "When I came here, you were about six years old. Although you were a child, you were terribly mature."

"Ten years in a flash, I've watched you grow up, and apart from your cultivation, your heart and temper, I can see it clearly."

"I was very annoyed by the name of Maoshan Taoist Temple when I first came here, but after listening to you calling it in my ear every day, I got used to it."

Gu Yao smiled shyly: "That's Uncle Fang, you have a good temper. If it were Mr. Zhang, I wouldn't dare to call it that."

Fafang Qing turned to look at Gu Yao: "Twenty years ago, I was barely considered a genius, but because of a demonic obstacle in my heart, I didn't understand Daoism, so I joined Jing Yesi."

"Now, it has reached the point where we have to face it."

Gu Yao recalled that when Zongyuan attacked Jing Yesi with the Red and White Shuangsha, and when he named the saint thief in front of him, Fafang Qing's out-of-control tone asked cautiously, "Because the saint thief appeared again?"

Fafang Qing admitted: "Yes, my grandfather is also a member of the Saint Pirates. The Saint Pirates were wiped out a hundred years ago. He returned to the Shangqing Sect and was imprisoned. People, repeat evil deeds."

"In the end, he became a disgrace to the Qing sect. He was struck by lightning and turned into ashes in front of my eyes 30 years ago."

your grandpa? Thirty years ago, that is, you were ten years old, and the saint thief was a hundred years ago. Both your grandfather and your father married late and had children late.

Gu Yao complained in his heart, listening to what Fafang Qing had to say.

Unexpectedly, Fafang Qing suddenly changed the subject: "My grandfather hides many portraits, which are exactly the same as the portraits in the Hou's underground. Your master looks very similar to one of them. When I first saw you ten years ago, I Just know."

Gu Yao's heart sank.

At that time in the ground, because of the portrait of the old man, he was so confused that he completely forgot that Fa Qing had seen the old man.

Forced a smile: "Then why don't you catch it?"

"I can't beat it." Fa Qing was very honest, "Three reasons, one is because he can't beat the person who can seal both red and white evil spirits, it is a question of whether the practitioners in the entire Guangling Mansion can kill him together, this is the main reason. "

"Secondly, that person is dead."

Gu Yao suddenly felt a little regretful, and burned the letter without reading it, it was really impulsive.

"The person who grew up like your master died a hundred years ago, so I have always suspected that your master and that person are brothers or father and son, but I have been secretly observing here for ten years, and he behaves like He is an ordinary old Taoist, without any evil deeds, so I can't catch him."

"Third, I want to know what kind of person is the person who will never forget my grandfather until his death. Although many people from the Shangqing faction say that my grandfather is possessed by demons, I believe he is sober. The person he wants to follow, Should be a hero."

"Even if your master is not that person, you may still be able to see a little shadow."

Gu Yao whispered: "So that's the case."

Fang Fangqing took a deep breath and said, "Actually, I wanted to persuade you not to pursue too much the former Saint Pirates. After all, it was a hundred years ago, and everything was sealed up and covered up."

"But after walking in here, I suddenly changed my mind."

"Ah?" Gu Yao was a little surprised.

"This is your and his home, right? Every stool, every table is made by you, right?"

"Well, this one was made by the old man, this one was made by me, and this one was half made by him and thrown to me."

Fa Qing watched Gu Yao pointing to the tables and stools in the courtyard to tell his history one by one, and was silent for a while: "Since you are a family member, don't doubt him, you are his heir, it is only right and proper to take over his mantle and inherit his karma. "

"Since you want to pursue the past, then go to the end firmly, believe that he is a hero, and don't doubt that he is a devil."

"I believe that the old man is not a bad person. If he was a bad person, I would not be able to sit here alive." Gu Yao said firmly.

Yes, how could the old man be dead?If he is a ghost, how could he hold back and not eat me?
It must be a person who has a very close relationship with the old Taoist.

I'll ask him when he comes back.

Fafang Qing stared at Gu Yao: "If you believe it, you must believe it to the end. Don't be like me, because of some things and some people, your faith will be shaken."

Seeing Gu Yao nodding, he patted the Taoist robe: "You are more mature than I thought. I may have come here for nothing."

"Where, Uncle Fang, I will remember what you said today."

"You're not called Xiao Fang anymore?"

Gu Yao smiled awkwardly.

Fafang Qing started to walk to the Guanmen, turned around and looked at Gu Yao and said: "After I go back, maybe I will spend my whole life on the mountain. Qingshui County has been ten years. Except you, I also found a little clue about the saint thief."

Gu Yao blurted out: "The Hou family?"

Fafang Qing showed an expected look: "I knew you had found out."

"I won't say anything else, just tell you a few things."

"The man who joined the Saint Pirates was called Hou Shengjin. He abolished all his sons and grandsons, and even put a curse on his own bloodline."

"From generation to generation, the Hou family will only have two sons at most. After giving birth to two sons, they will no longer be able to have any heirs."

Gu Yao immediately thought of Master Hou, an eighteen-bedroom concubine with only two sons.

At first he thought it was Master Hou's main wife who was worried about the division of the family property, so he took the medicine, but later thought it was because the house was set up with a strange formation, and the essence was deprived and swallowed.

The original root is here.

This Hou Shengjin is really a ruthless person, casting such a poisonous curse on his own blood.

"Two sons, one is in charge of the family business, and the other is either a disused person or kicked out of Guangling Mansion. He goes out to wander around, and lives and dies. No matter how famous he is, he can never come back."

"Generation after generation cannot cultivate and cannot enter Lin'an Mansion."

"These actions can show that Hou Shengjin is definitely an extremely rational and intelligent person. He even lost confidence in Saint Pirates very early on. He was worried that the remnants of Saint Pirates would attack his bloodline, so he used such cruel methods to protect his bloodline. continuation."

"Isn't it because you are worried that Jing Yesi or the court will implicate his descendants?" Gu Yao asked.

Fafang Qing didn't answer, just shook his head, as if saying it was impossible.

"Hou Shengjin was able to prepare a way out for his blood so early, so he shouldn't die so easily."

He took out a small wooden gourd from his arms and threw it to Gu Yao: "I'll give it to you."

"Master Zhang may have a bad temper and weird thinking, and the chief may be awkward and unpredictable, but... you can always trust Jing Yesi."

After Fafang Qing finished speaking, he strode down the mountain.

Gu Yao held the gourd tightly, walked to the Guanmen, Xiyan sat at his feet, watching Fa Qing's figure disappear gradually.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "There is one less familiar person."

Xi Yan groaned, stretched out a paw and pulled Gu Yao's robe.

"Ah."

"Ow."

(End of this chapter)