Chapter 67
Of course, it was all Lao Mao and Xiao Zhao who took care of it. Xie Wen looked like he was keeping his fingers clean and shamelessly chose to sit back and watch. In the end, he even dusted off the non-existent dust on his sleeves.
"All your luggage is on the second floor now?" Wenshi confirmed.
Xie Wen thought for a while and said, "No, there are three more that have not been moved up."
He glanced around when he heard it: "Where is it?"
Xie Wen pointed to the door.
When I heard it, I took a look - Lao Mao, Dazhao and Xiaozhao.
He asked doubtfully: "You and Lao Mao live in the same room, and the big and small call each other in the same room?"
The boss is so nice, why would he share a room with the clerk?
Xie asked: "No, I live by myself."
I was even more confused when I heard it.
He was silent for a long time and couldn't hold it back: "You will have a room by yourself, while Lao Mao and the two girls will share a room?"
Xia Qiao: "???"
The four tenants headed by Xie Wen seemed to have never considered this kind of problem. After hearing about it, their expressions went blank for a moment.
This is very strange.
Xia Qiao couldn't help but said, "How did you live here before?"
Xiao Zhao sniffed: "As long as you have a nest."
Dazhao hit her and said, "Anyway, the place is big and small for sleeping. A recliner can be used as a bed."
Xia Qiao couldn't listen anymore and said: "Well... there is a small study room upstairs. The sofa can be pulled down and used as a bed."
The two girls immediately said: "Okay, let's do it. You are so smart, isn't this enough to live in?"
Xia Qiao's face turned red from the praise.
Lao Mao said again: "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you for now, please take care of me."
Xia Qiao waved his hand: "No, no, it should be."
It was a busy night and everyone was a little tired. The main reason was that Xie Wen was a little bit sleepy, as if he was very sleepy. After roughly arranging their accommodation, everyone said hello and went to rest.
There are washing areas upstairs and downstairs. When the lights are turned off, it's like two worlds, and it won't disturb you too much.
When Xia Qiao fell on the bed, he even felt that the day was a bit strange. The originally empty villa was suddenly filled with people, which was a bit unreal, like a dream.
A strange thought occurred to him at the last second before falling asleep - he actually felt that this feeling had been a long time coming.
Compared to him, he doesn't fall asleep so quickly when he smells it. He listened to the rustling footsteps upstairs and thought about something.
During this period of time, he unlocked two cages one after another, melting away the black energy of resentment in the three people, and his body actually experienced some changes.
In fact, the process of ablation itself is very dangerous.
The purer the person, the easier it is to dissolve those things. Therefore, the earliest judges always tried their best to have the purest spiritual form, and each practiced the Tao better than the last.
In later generations, fewer people will do this because it is really too difficult. Especially in recent generations, it has become normal for judges to marry and have children, and they no longer take such a desperate route.
Although their spirits are purer than ordinary people, they are not as good as those ancestors, and the risk of dissolution is greater.
If successful, the ablated object becomes a part of them. Slowly make people stronger, purer, and live longer.
This is considered a kind of cultivation. If you practice to a certain level, you will be equivalent to a semi-immortal.
But if the ablation is unsuccessful, the resentment transferred to them will truly become a part of them. This is called erosion or pollution.
If you are always unsuccessful and accumulate over time...then you will probably end up being kicked out.
How can you help others if you can't save yourself?
Wenshi is one of the special cases——
He has no spiritual form, only an empty shell, so he will not be corroded.
But equally, a successful ablation would not help him. He is like a withered bone. Whatever he eats will leak out from the empty bones. It is only good for a while and has no other effect.
But this time he actually felt a change, as if he was returning to his previous state.
Of course, just a little bit.
Perhaps because of this little change, that night, he actually had a dream that he had not seen for a long time. He dreamed of some things from a long time ago and also dreamed of a person.
Chapter 27 Past events
It was a mountain called Songyun.
Because the mountains are covered with green pine trees, the greenery stretches endlessly from a bird's eye view. Whenever the wind passes through the mountains, the ups and downs are like rolling clouds.
No one knows what the mountain was called before or what it was later changed to. After all, it was too long ago. Even the name "Songyun" was picked casually by looking up while boiling a pot of pine mash wine.
I don't remember those things when I smelled it, but when I saw the mountain scenery in my dream, it seemed like I smelled the fragrance of snow water sencha mixed with pine moromi.
There is a natural recess on the hillside of Songyun Mountain with flat ground, hidden in the direction of Yangming. There is a clear and elegant house there, where several half-year-old children live.
In the dream, it was probably midwinter and very cold.
Something was simmering in the stove in the corner of the room. When I heard it, I heard a sound and subconsciously wanted to see it. However, in the dream, I did not turn my head, but lowered my eyes, staring stubbornly at two small pebbles and a dead tree on the ground. yak and a dead bird.
The bird was skinny and shriveled, its fur had collapsed, and it stood stiffly on its feet. It looked scary and pitiful.
He seems very, very small
The tables next to him are taller than him.
In his peripheral vision, there were several children in the room, who were also taller than him. They stood together in another corner, far away from him and clearly distinguishable.