Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 14 The Sky Is Broken (Fifth Change)
At dawn, the sky was full of dark clouds.

A thick fog enveloped the whole city.

In the mist, four bare-chested rough men carried Su Ji through the busiest street in Chaoge.

Earthy-yellow talisman papers were flying in the air, and crowds of people occupied both sides of the road.The smell of incense stimulated people's sense of smell, and everyone's face was full of piety.From time to time, there will be a few praises from the crowd:

"It's been a long time since such a big person passed by this street!"

"Even when the Shang Dynasty was at its most prosperous, apart from King Zhou, only the Shang concubine Daji could have such a grand occasion!"

"Since Chaoge's death of two rogues and the arrival of a fox master, our life has really gotten better and better!"

"If you are lucky enough to worship under the door of this living god, even if you only carry the sedan chair for him, it will be enough to honor your ancestors!"

On the one-foot-high altar, eight black-robed priests sit in the eight directions of Tai Chi, chanting words.

With disheveled hair, Su Ji, wearing a bronze fox mask and a navy blue robe embroidered with the Big Dipper, walked slowly up to the altar.

The people didn't know how to express their excitement, they just waved desperately together.There seemed to be waves under the altar, and thousands of arms were waving, reaching Su Ji above the altar from below and from a distance.

Su Ji also raised his hand, raised a mahogany sword strung with talisman paper, and danced wildly in the mist, and the priests performed a psychic dance around him.

Suddenly a gust of north wind blew, and Su Ji's long hair was blown by the wind, swaying in the wind like tongues of dark flames.The north wind blows away the heavy fog, and a ring-shaped brilliance appears on the horizon, which is ultraviolet and red.Huahuan has grown from small to large.

Su Ji looked at Na Huahuan and hesitated for a while, then suddenly pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and the sword danced faster and faster, so fast that only the shadow of the sword could be seen, but no figure could be seen.

Suddenly, a gap opened in the black cloud.

Su Ji's eyeballs rolled, and the movement of dancing the sword suddenly slowed down.He slowly raised the sword into the air, very lightly and slowly, as if he was lifting a very heavy object, he lifted it up bit by bit, over his head, until the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, then stopped, at every turn.

During the process of pointing the sword at Qingming, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.Because he didn't need to say much, the "miracle" was about to happen.

Suddenly, the tumbling clouds were pierced by strong light, and a dazzling beam of light broke through the darkness and hit Su Ji's face directly, making his eyelids tremble slightly.

The first person to see the sun was a two-year-old child.The child is held by the mother, and the fleshy little finger points to the sky.When the child's mother looked up, she saw the sun appearing in the broken dark clouds.

An extraordinarily bright spring day!

When people saw the cloudy sky suddenly clear, they all looked up.People firmly believe that all weather changes, lightning and thunder, and all kinds of strange phenomena are closely related to the gods.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted:
"I know this scene, it's called the sky is broken, and the gods are showing their spirits!"

It was Mr. Hao who was speaking, and after he finished speaking, he bent down and bowed three times, knocking his head loudly.Chali Wang also straightened his clothes and knelt down.Immediately afterwards, all the people in the city knelt down one by one.

The spring sunshine shines on everyone.

Su Ji standing under the spring sun is like a god descending from the earth.His body was trembling uncontrollably, and behind the fox mask was a distorted face—he was laughing.

He laughed at everyone, at people's ignorance, at people who would drive him to his death for a god that didn't exist, and kneel down to himself for a god that didn't exist.

In fact, the action of pointing the sword at Qing Ming was Su Ji's temporary idea.

The so-called way of yin and yang is not calling the wind and calling the rain, spreading beans to form soldiers, but watching the changes in the sky and deducing everything.Su Ji, who is well versed in yin and yang, can infer the changes of nature according to the transformation of the five elements.

Nature is the way of heaven.

People who often work in the fields know that there are rules to follow in all changes in the situation, usually:
"Long fog eats clouds and bright clouds, long cloudy fog clears."

The Huahuan on the horizon just now was a sign of clearing up, and it was just a coincidence that the clouds opened to see the sun, Su Ji just used the coincidence to put on a show in front of everyone.

Just when Su Ji was secretly proud, a person stepped out from the crowd.

This person is wearing a dark blue cloak painted with a shooting star pattern, the brooch at the collar is inlaid with a single emerald, the lining is made of white silk, and the shiny black leather boots are knee-high.

Su Ji recognized this person.

He is the foreigner who was hung in the Tongtian Temple by himself back then, and now he is the son of good fortune admired by thousands of people.

This man has been living in Chaoge for many years, and perhaps he should not be called a foreigner, but Su Ji still does not know his name, nor does he know where he came from or where he is going.

Perhaps it was the intimacy of the first meeting that made Su Ji never care about the identity of this person.He felt that as long as this person could drink with him, it was enough.The former Mr. Shancai was like Su Ji's shadow. Su Ji only wanted to discuss with him the big and small things in the temple, but now Mr. Shancai made him feel very strange.

His appearance at this time caught Su Ji unexpectedly.No matter how much he suppressed his emotions, the person in front of him could only remind Su Ji of the unknown and fear.

Su Ji watched helplessly as he walked up to the altar and slowly came in front of her.This was not a pre-arranged plot, and even Su Ji didn't know what he was going to do next.Just when Su Ji was puzzled, Mr. Shancai suddenly reached out and took off the mask on his face!
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit his face, and Su Ji felt a chill on his face.His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his heart was already cold.

He was afraid that his identity would be exposed, and that someone would suddenly jump out and point at his nose, accusing him of all crimes!

However, no such person appeared after a long time, and people's reactions were not as strong as he imagined.When people saw his appearance, there was nothing on their faces other than incomparable reverence...

Su Ji recalled that he was 17 years old when the Tongtian Temple was on fire; he was 19 years old when people overthrew the leader of Tongtian Cult and offered up Mr. Fox; and nine years later, people in Chaoge City had forgotten about that unrestrained boy. In their eyes, there is only one fox master with a fairy style.

Su Ji walked down the altar slowly, and saw many familiar faces such as Old Man Hao, Widow Lin, Nanny, and King Chali.

In the past nine years, although these people have changed, the change is at most to the extent of adding a word "geng" to the original adjective.

The old gets older, the ugly gets uglier, the kind gets kinder, the cold gets colder...

Su Ji couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: Humans are such animals that don't change easily!

What about Lin Zi?
Has she changed too?become more beautiful?Become more unpredictable?Or do you have someone you like?
More than ten years ago, Su Ji passed by Yan Wangchou Hall countless times, and seeing Lin Zi busy going in and out, the feeling was far away.He had wanted to go in and tell her countless times that he was willing to marry her as his bride and grow old with her, but he stopped every time and walked in the opposite direction without hesitation.

More than ten years later, Su Ji went through the crowded crowd, looking for him, but he couldn't find the lingering figure again.

Su Ji firmly believed that she must still be alive, and only hoped that she would see her again someday, and that she would be in love with each other.

When he turned to leave, his eyes suddenly fixed on a person.

It was a white-haired old man, dressed in an official robe, with black gauze on his head, and his black hat wings were slightly raised, exuding a proud official air.Seeing Su Ji approaching step by step, the old man quickly bowed his head and kowtowed.

Su Ji recognized at a glance that he was his former father, Mr. Su, a good official among the people.

Lord Su, like the other kneeling people, saw that the sword was pointed at Qingming, and the sun was seen through the clouds, and he firmly believed that Su Ji's magic power was boundless.He obviously didn't recognize that Mr. Fox, who was admired by thousands of people, was the unworthy son back then.

Looking at Mr. Su who pressed his head tightly to the ground, Su Ji thought of the knot that had troubled him for many years.He walked slowly to Lord Su's side, slowly helped him up, and said lightly:
"Answer my question truthfully. If there is even half a lie, I will let you reunite with your wives and children..."

Lord Su kowtowed twice quickly, and said in a trembling voice:

"Shangxian... please tell me..."

"Ten years ago, the Tongtian Temple was on fire. As a parent official, why didn't you show up?"

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