1293 days' huge trouble
see the Grand Elder Our goal is right in front of us. It's hard not to be both excited and nervous."...Calm down, you're my wife, there's no need to be nervous." Jiang Qiyun lowered his eyes and look...Big trouble What do I have to worry about anymore
The people and things around me are already chaotic enough, so a little more trouble wouldn't hurt.
When there are too many lice, you don't itch. When there are too many debts, you don't worry.
My brother waved his hand in front of my face. "Xiao Qiao, are you 'overworked' You don't even flinch at hearing big trouble"
"What are you talking about You, as an elder, should be a bit more self-aware. Don't keep startling little Yin Luo like this…" I rubbed my face and sat down on the stool.
As soon as I sat down, someone suddenly came out from the corner and silently poured tea for me.
Isn't this that half-baked spellcaster
"Little Yin Luo, is your family short of people How did you bring him back!" I was stunned.
"What a fool! I wouldn't even let him do chores in my house! If it weren't for the fact that he's somewhat useful, I wouldn't have brought him back!"
"What use could he possibly be" I was utterly confused.
After Jiang Qiyun took me away, this young man saw me vanish into thin air. He was astonished and dumbfounded before finally realizing that he had met a "senior."
Our line avoids official entanglements. Yin Luo helped wake up the unconscious rich woman and Tangtang, letting them contact the hospital and police station themselves before pulling this young man away.
This young man's surname is Xiao, his name is Shanming. Yin Luo unceremoniously calls him Little Brother Xiao (Xiao Lao Di), but actually, he's about the same age as me, just a bit older than Yin Luo.
Before leaving, Yin Luo went to the garage and "borrowed" the small Buddha statue. Unexpectedly, the young man said: “Is this an artifact Now, statues of Tantric Buddhism with inscriptions in Eight-Sanskrit are very rare…”
Unexpectedly, this young upstart could understand the text. Yin Luo didn't say a word and immediately dragged him back.
"What is 'Eight Whatever'" I asked, frowning.
"Pagsba was a leader of ancient Tibetan esoteric Buddhism. He once lived with his elders in the Qinghai region, negotiated with the Mongols, and even became their national teacher. He created a Mongolian script from ancient Tibetan texts, called Pagsba script... These are all names given to him by later generations," Xiao Shanming explained earnestly.
I nodded. I heard that this was bought by Sugar’s dad when he drove the Qinghai-Tibet Line in his younger years, and it has been kept in the car ever since, even though he changed cars many times. He probably thinks this Buddha statue is efficacious.
"How did you recognize this kind of writing" I asked.
"My master could read it; he was Mongol, but also a Daoist priest. There were handwritten books like this in his family."
I nodded, it's true that many valuable antiques are hidden in the hands of civilians.
“However, the text on this Buddha statue is too old. I can only recognize some of it. I don’t dare to speak about the details without being sure. I can only go back and ask my master… But you had three yellow papers before, right Miss Yin Er copied the content on them, that I can understand.” Xiao Shanming said to me.
"What does that even mean Zhou Lao Yao said it was a blessing from the sacrifice before. Could he have been lying to me" I frowned.
"One of them is about serving the sovereign with all one's heart, and another is about using one's life for the sovereign. The meaning of the third one I don't quite understand…"
"About what" I asked.
"It seems like...there will be a next time"
Huh
Will a person who has died have an afterlife if you put a sticker on them
My brother took a sip of tea and tapped the table with his fingers: “Perhaps this is part of faith, like saying that death isn’t the end, that you’ll see each other again in another world… That kind of thing, right”
I nod, that explanation works too.
"Those three yellow talismans, incinerated by Jiang Qiyun's red lotus業 fire, shouldn't pose any risks, right" I shuddered, still feeling uneasy.
My brother raised an eyebrow and said, “Sigh~~ To be honest, Jiang Qiyun is the Underworld Deity. Although he has the responsibility to maintain the balance between yin and yang, he can’t overstep his boundaries… Besides, we’re facing a huge problem, which is just a trivial matter in the eyes of the deities.”
He smiled and said, "That's just it. He'll only step in if Xiao Qiao is in danger. As for other matters, as long as they don't involve the Underworld, he won't bother, and can't."
"Heaven and earth, nature, immortals, demons, humans, and ghosts all have their own paths."
"The Way is the law, the Way is cause and effect... Who can possibly control it"
"Xiao Qiao, don't worry too much—it's mostly pointless. When things start to show signs of trouble, we'll deal with them step by step. Instead of spending time worrying, why not go home and take care of the children"
My brother's words carry a certain similarity to Xiao Ye's temperament.
I smiled and said, “You’re now advising me not to worry, but just now you said I was in big trouble”
My brother chuckled, “Yep, just before you came, the homeroom teacher of Yu Gui and You Nan called me.”
"What do you mean!" My heart skipped a beat.
"What else can you do Sue them~~~"
"..."
》》》
If there's anything scarier than demons and ghosts, it's a call from your kindergarten teacher.
I don't know how other children's parents feel, but whenever I see messages or calls from the teacher, I get really nervous.
Perhaps other parents are worried that their child might be injured or sick.
And I, worried that these two children -- would have angered the teacher.
Before, I was “alone” with Jiang Qiyun in the Pure Land of Bliss. Naturally, my teacher couldn't reach me on my phone, so he called my backup number, my brother's.
Everyone, including Jiang Qiyun, knows I'm "busy and running around." On one hand, the Shen family had an accident, the Treasure Pavilion was destroyed, the Reincarnation Orb is missing, and my uncle passed away; on the other hand, I still have to worry about the child in Mu's small building.
The Shen family's ancestral home was a magnificent mountain Taoist temple amidst picturesque landscapes. It was a scenic area with no kindergarten in the surrounding nature.
To ensure Guihe and Younan grow up normally, I keep them at my home for the convenience of schooling.
Even if they are the children of God, they are still bodies of Yin and Yang.
No matter how the immortals and deities protect them, they will always have their own paths to walk, tribulations to endure, and truths to comprehend.
I used to worry about their safety, but ever since they started attending the preschool toddler class, I've started worrying about the teachers' "safety."
Yu Gui and You Nan were twin siblings. As twins, especially dragon-phoenix twins, are relatively rare, they became known throughout the garden as soon as they arrived. Moreover, these two little ones were particularly "attention-seeking".
My home is in a provincial city in the south. My grandfather's hometown isn't far from the provincial city either.
And the three-story townhouse with a front and back yard on Culture Street was home to many people who lived incognito. I felt safe leaving my child there.
But this morning, the teacher called to complain. I can't possibly say: "Sorry, Teacher, I'm out of town performing a ritual!"
——I can only honestly rush home on the plane.
As I was heading home, it was late afternoon. The setting sun cast golden ripples on the artificial lake in the distance.
My family's shop assistant, Old Chen, and the errand boy Da Bao, were sweeping and tidying up the storefront while preparing to close. They saw my brother and me getting out of the taxi and rushed over to help with our luggage.
"Oh my, I say Mr. Young Master and Miss Young Lady, you two are finally back—"o satisfy them."You eat anything and don't fear breaking the precepts," I pushed the bowl of noodles to the young boy, silently reciting the divine scripture, noting at the end that it was for the you...