Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 16

The carriage drove out of the west gate and went straight to the hills outside the city.

When they arrived under the platform for picking up stars, the rolling wheels gradually slowed down.

Ru Lang looked out of the car window, and saw that there were many tombstones on both sides of the road, and there was only a long and narrow path leading to the top of the Star Picking Platform.There is a long line of hundreds of meters on the small road.The identities of the queuers are various, some are from money houses, some are from pawnshops, some are storytellers, some are selling cooking cakes, some are performing arts, and some are selling themselves...

Ru Lang heard from his grandfather that there are only two kinds of people who go to Qingling Temple: one is those who want to come to Mr. Fox to solve their troubles, and the other is those who want to ask about cultivation and the way of longevity.

However, Confucian Lang belongs to the third kind of person besides these two kinds—he came to learn from his teacher.

When the people queuing up to the Star Picking Platform saw the Wang family's carriage approaching, they unanimously gave way.Ru Lang couldn't help but feel a little proud, because he felt that there was no other person like himself who was chosen by Mr. Fox.Only the Wang family dared to drive a horse-drawn carriage to the Star Reaching Platform.

Confucian Lang heard from his grandfather that these ordinary people were born sparrows, while the descendants of the Wang family were like canaries, who would eventually turn into phoenixes after ashes.

"arrive."

Before Hindsight Pao finished speaking, Ru Lang couldn't wait to jump down from the carriage, urging Cha Li Wang behind him.

Chali Wang followed in the footsteps of his grandson and greeted the Taoist boy at the gate of the temple with a smile.It was the first time for Ru Lang to see his grandfather showing such a flattering expression, and he couldn't help being surprised.

That Daotong was wearing a navy blue brocade robe, his face was frosty, as if everyone who wanted to enter the temple owed him a lot of money.

"Didn't you see that people outside are queuing up?" Dao Tong said coldly.

Chali Wang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled knowingly, took out a heavy brocade bag from his bosom, and said:

"It was Mr. Shancai who asked us to come."

Daotong opened the brocade bag, and his eyes lit up.He tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, kept calm as much as possible, looked at the old and the young in front of him, and said seriously:
"Stay with the old ones, and follow me with the young ones."

Chali Wang bowed his hands in thanks, turned around and asked Confucian man:
"Grandpa can only be sent here. After sending Grandpa home as an afterthought, he will come back and wait for you. Feel free to look for him if you have anything to do. Don't think Grandpa is long-winded, Grandpa will remind you one last thing..."

"Master Fox is right!" Ru Lang interrupted King Chali, and rushed to say, "Don't worry, grandpa, grandson will be able to cultivate the truth, and honor the ancestors!"

Chali Wang nodded in relief.He stroked his white beard and watched Ru Lang's back disappearing at the gate of the temple. His previous worries had turned into blessings and hopes.

Confucian Lang looked at the five tall statues of gods in awe, thinking that Mr. Fox must be a supernatural being, and that he was lucky enough to be his apprentice.

After Daotong led Rulang through the front hall, he stopped suddenly, pointed to a wing room with the door ajar and said:
"It's inside, go by yourself."

After Daotong finished speaking, he left without looking back.Confucian Lang looked at Daotong's leaving back and gave a salute, then turned and walked towards the wing.Before he reached the door, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

There was a snore from the door.

After knocking on the door several times, seeing no one answered, Ru Lang gently pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned, his rosy mouth was opened completely round, like a small fish sucking water.

I saw a mess of cups and plates on the ground, leftover fruit peels and empty wine jars scattered all over the ground.He can only settle down by spreading these wine jars and fruit peels with his feet.

This room was simply too messy, too dirty, and too smelly, which even made him wonder if he had walked into the stable by mistake.Ru Lang shook his head, thinking that the stables smell better than here.He would rather smell the horse's ass immediately than stay for a moment longer.

He began to understand why the Daotong didn't go in with him.He regretted a little, but the matter had come to this point, in order to cultivate the truth and honor his ancestors, he had no choice but to kneel on the ground, bite the bullet and wait for Mr. Fox to wake up.

When it was almost noon, Su Ji turned over once.The impatient Ru Lang leaned over and kowtowed:

"Teacher, meet the master!"

"Master?" Su Ji stretched his waist, yawned, and said, "I won't accept apprentices, you can go."

Confucian Lang turned pale with shock, he was stunned for a while, and explained with his body: "It's Mr. Shancai who asked me to come to you."

"Master Shancai?" Su Ji's complexion changed slightly, and he murmured: "That monster claimed to wait for me to go to Gaojing to kill it in a year. Now, in less than a day, he brought me an apprentice. What kind of medicine is sold here..."

Ru Lang secretly glanced at Su Ji who was talking to himself, for fear that he would refuse again.

Su Ji rubbed his sleepy eyes and said:

"What's your last name? Whose family's child is it?"

"My name is Wang Rulang, and Chali Wang is my grandfather."

"You are Hua Tu'er's son!" Su Ji sat up from the bed suddenly, stepped forward to look at Ru Lang carefully, and said, "Why doesn't it look like that at all?"

Ru Lang didn't know who the "flower tumor" Su Ji was talking about was, but he didn't dare to deny it. He just let Su Ji grope around his head, as if he was looking for something.

Su Ji asked again: "Is your mother very beautiful?"

"I heard it is."

Su Ji pondered for a moment, thinking that although this child was inexplicably attracted by Mr. Shancai, he was the son of a good brother after all. If he was left to be raised by Chali Wang, wouldn't he become a naughty bastard like Wang Laoqian sooner or later?

Thinking of this, he returned to the bed and sat upright, saying:
"It's fine to accept you, but you can't be named Wang in the future, you have to change your surname to Hua."

Su Ji said, dipped his fingers in the wine, and wrote the words "flowers are like wolves" on the ground:

"Like a wolf like a tiger, a wolf like a wolf like a tiger. Your grandfather is not your own grandfather, and your father is not your own father. Your father was a pervert before his death, and your grandfather was a hungry wolf before his death. From now on, I will call you Wolf, if you agree, I will accept you as an apprentice."

If it wasn't for his grandfather's repeated warnings before, Hua Rulang would definitely think that the person in front of him is a lunatic talking nonsense.He hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded reluctantly.

Although he successfully passed the hurdle of apprenticeship, he was not happy at all, and his previous sense of superiority had long been wiped out.The master in front of him was really far from the stalwart image he had imagined, and he couldn't believe a word he said at all.

Hua Rulang was thinking like this, only to hear Su Ji say something amazing again:
"Wolf, now the teacher wants to take you to meet your dead grandfather!"

(End of this chapter)