Lord Priest, your Daoist Gu is acting like a demon again

Chapter 3 Who in the World Has Known You

"Master Immortal, here is the bun you want."

The stall owner came to Yue Wuxia respectfully with three drawers of steamed stuffed buns, extremely sincere.Although it is just a roadside stall, the service level is not inferior to those big restaurants with customers like clouds.

It's not that the service quality of the stall owner is good, but because Yue Wuxia is wearing the clothes of Huiyue Palace, the moon white gown, the bright moon cloud pattern embroidered with gold thread on the back, and the fairy sword on the waist, which is a typical Huiyue Palace costume.

In today's southern border, imperial power and divine power coexist, and divine power is above imperial power.Priest Huiyue is a god-like existence, and his disciples of Huiyue are naturally of extraordinary status. It is said that they don't need to kneel down when they meet the emperor, they just bow their heads and bow.In the eyes of most people in the southern border, the people of Huiyue Palace are untouchable existences, let alone ordinary people.

"Is there a leek box?"

"If Miss Hui, yes."

"I want two leek boxes."

When she was a priest, she basically fasted and seldom ate.But once, Gu Liang used the temperature and cold to trick her into eating pork and green onion buns and leek boxes.That feeling will never be forgotten.Thinking about it now, these two things are actually quite delicious, with the taste of the past, the taste that can never go back...

"Ah? Yes!"

As we all know, leeks are delicious, but the taste is hard to say. Now these two nobles actually want to use pork and green onion buns with leek boxes. The green onions and leeks are very particular.

Yue Wuxia looked at her eyes.

I knew that the little princess was delicious, but everyone in front of me is small and has a small stomach. If I eat so much, can I really eat it, and won't I feel uncomfortable?

The taste of scallions and leeks is very strange, but the little cheeks are bulging and eating with relish, after all, he is also the little princess in the Fengwang Mansion, so not picky?

"As mentioned in the last book, the sinner ignored the warnings of the Canglan Empire and wanted to protect her blue beauty because of love. He did not hesitate to take the army and Huiyue disciples to the border to fight against Canglan's army of monks. As a result, he lost All the elites of Huiyue Palace, even the priests of Huiyue died in battle, resulting in the massacre of the three border cities. Judgment..."

At the tea stall not far away, the storyteller picked up a folding fan, shaking his head and recounting the past a hundred years ago, surrounded by a group of idlers after dinner.

The common people are different from the nobles. The nobles can enjoy the flowers and drink in their spare time, and they can be sensual. In addition to gossip, ordinary people, a cup of rough tea, a few cakes, and listening to a few old stories are enough to pass the time.

In order to earn a meager income, the storyteller speaks vigorously, shaking off the dust of the past with his ups and downs.

The willow catkins are lightly fluttering, the peach blossoms are in bud, the tobacco is misty, the awning boats shuttle back and forth in the river, and the clear water and clear waves are swaying.

"Later, that blind lunatic didn't know how to repent in the face of the judgment of the world. Instead, he fell into a demon. He did not hesitate to use forbidden techniques, used his body as a torch, and set fire to the sky. He vowed that the sky would be the coffin, the earth would be the coffin, and the common people would be buried with him!"

"Shameless! For one's own selfish desires, she was trapped in the southern border and was in danger, harming countless souls, and she still has the face to drag the world to be buried with her, despicable!"

"My dear friend, you actually expect that sinner to have a face! If she had a face, she wouldn't have an affair with anyone! What is sacred and inviolable, isn't it like hunger and thirst?"

"Let me tell you, I didn't live 100 years ago. If I lived at that time, I would have to throw a stone at her!"

"If you were at that time, you might have been burned to death by the fire of karma, don't be so damn addictive."

"Hey, isn't this the fire that hasn't started? Think about it, if we are wiped out by her, can we still exist?"

"That's right, what happened later, what happened later? Tell me quickly!"

Quite proud of the effect of the plot he created, Mr. Storyteller stroked his sparse goatee, "Hehe, in the future, of course the evil is overwhelming!"

"The merciful heart of today's priests touched the gods, and they begged the god of water to send Wangchuan water to extinguish the endless karmic fire. But that lunatic set himself on fire, and was burnt to ashes by the karmic fire he had drawn with forbidden techniques, and he would never be reborn! "

"It's just pity that the people affected by her karma were buried innocently! Even lonely ghosts can't do it!"

"It's still Rende, our current High Priest, but that lunatic is really hateful!"

"It's more than disgusting! It's simply despicable! She deserves to set herself on fire! It's too cheap to burn her to death like that! Such a person should go to the [-]th floor of hell! She will be stigmatized forever!"

"So, don't do bad things for people, and try to see the way of heaven and reincarnation!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Those who listened to the book gritted their teeth with hatred and sighed, while the storyteller made a lot of money and smiled happily.

There is a faint fragrance in the wind, which is the freshness of vegetation and the smell of flowers.It tastes the same as it did 100 years ago.The building is almost the same as it was then.It's as if nothing has changed.

The southern border is still the southern border of the past, the crowds are bustling, and the imperial capital is still prosperous.The difference is that in the history of the Southern Territory, there is one less priest who can save all peoples, and one more madman, who is an old man in the middle of the year, and the existence of people who are casually cast aside and edited by others is also ridiculous.

Fifteen years of backing into the darkness, surviving all demons and ghosts, being born on the top of a snow-capped mountain, covered in thin and desolate clothes, and dying covered in blood, miserable and desolate, in the end, only the word "madness" remains.

Only these two words will last a lifetime.What kind of divine grace is mighty, helping the world and saving the people.The world belongs to the people in the world, she is just a passer-by, she never owned anything, but lost everything, now she knows the world, but the world doesn't know her, it's just a dream...

Yue Wuxia tried to find a trace of anger or sadness from the girl's plain eyes, but it was in vain.Those beautiful eyes could not move the slightest ripple, as if they only focused on the food in their hands.

"I have a question."

Seeing that the person who asked the question was an immature child, the storyteller smiled and said, "What's your question?"

"You just said that the karmic fire in hell cannot be extinguished, so why can Wangchuan water extinguish the karmic fire? I think the karmic fire is not extinguished, but extinguished by itself. It's like burning wood to make fire. It’s the same as rice, if you don’t add firewood to it, the fire will go out when the firewood runs out.”

"False! It's just absurd! You think that karmic fire is your home's cooking fire! It's the fire of sin, the fire of killing, the murder will never be extinguished, the sin will never be extinguished, and you will not let it go until you burn everything! Forget Chuan Shui extinguishes the karmic fire! I have a historical record for this! This historical book can be false!"

"But what if it goes out by itself..."

"How could the fire of karma be extinguished by itself! Don't talk nonsense, little boy! Be careful, I will ask your father to spank your ass!"

"It was."

"Say it! Say it! Do you know that sinner is the most evil creature in the world, if you speak for him, be careful not to be caught by the immortal master."

Childish and innocent, "But you said that she is a priest, and a priest is a good person, can a good person become evil?"

"Oh, what kind of priest, that's a sinner, a lunatic! For such a person, no matter how many good things she does, what's the use of it? In the end, it's not for the sake of selfish desires to harm the lives of the people."

"Child, let me tell you, if you have a white dress and you accidentally drop it into the mud, no matter how white it was, it is still a dirty dress now. People are the same, you can't make mistakes, and a mistake will last forever. Hate, looking back, it's been a hundred years!"

"But wouldn't it be good to wash off the dirty piece? After washing off, the clothes will be clean."

"you……"

"..."

"It's a child after all. If a piece of white paper is splashed with ink, no matter how clean the rest of it is, others will stare at the drop of ink, and then the drop of stain will be infinitely magnified until it swallows the white paper itself .Because staining is the biggest mistake of white paper. That kind of mistake is unforgivable."

What is rigid is easy to break, and what is bright is easy to be dirty. This is a principle that has not changed since ancient times, and it is also the heart of the people.

Yue Wuxia got up and walked towards the storyteller's place, seeing Immortal Master Huiyue walking towards her, everyone knelt down one after another.Even if he is just an ordinary Huiyue disciple, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a god, an existence that cannot be disobeyed.

"Master Immortal..."

The storyteller flattered Yue Wuxia apprehensively.

"Tell the truth, go to prison and exile."

Those cold words scared everyone present out of their wits.

"Forgive me! Master Immortal Master!"

They forgot that although Fangmin's mouth is stronger than Fangchuan, Huiyue Palace will never allow it. Some people dare to criticize it in front of it. Huiyue Palace is that Huiyue Palace, a lofty existence that cannot be desecrated!
(End of this chapter)