Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 34 Luo Qianshang

Chen Beimo came over, smiled, clasped his fists, and said, "Hello, ladies."

"Don't dare take it!"

All the women bowed and some even blushed, because the man in front of them was the one who caused a big commotion in Zuiyue Tower during the day, a god-like figure.

Different people will naturally have different views on the same thing.

Naturally, their standpoints and perspectives can only see the most superficial scene, but Shen Baoniang has been in charge of Zuiyue Tower for several years and has experienced ups and downs for more than ten years, so she can naturally see more deeply.

With such a group of beautiful women, I wonder how Lao Wu and the other guy will look at me when they come back.

The women were talking about their sorrows. Chen Beimo went up to the attic and sat on the steps drinking the hidden Spring Festival wine. Beichen Jun lay lazily beside him, motionless. This guy has been getting lazier these days.

He took a sip of the wine, which tasted sweet and mellow. He couldn't help but think of his senior brother who was far away in the Thunderbolt Hall, and wondered how he was spending the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Wow…"

As I was thinking about it, I heard a woman's cheering outside the building.

He went downstairs and looked up. There were sky lanterns all over the sky, lighting up the night sky. Each sky lantern represented a thought and a statement. Flying into the night sky was the ancients' prayer to God and their beautiful wishes for the world.

Sky lanterns flew up into the night sky all over the city, blocking out the light of the full moon. Then countless fireworks and firecrackers burst into life, and the whole city could see the magnificent and brilliant fireworks.

Behind the Tingyu Pavilion, a group of women were chatting and joking in surprise and excitement under the sky full of fireworks. The rouge red, the fragrance of flowers, the dancing of red swallows, and the fragrance of spring. In such a scene, Chen Beimo actually felt the feeling of a prosperous era with thousands of lights.

At the end of the Xu hour, which was almost nine o'clock, all the women said goodbye and left.

Aunt Liu and Lao Wu also came back with happy faces.

Shen Bao Niang was the only one sitting under the persimmon tree, lost in thought. The Mid-Autumn moon shone on her softly, and also highlighted the deep charm of Shen Bao Niang that had been accumulated over decades of life. Although she did not have the lively beauty of a young girl, she revealed an indescribable unique charm.

"Aunt, are you still thinking about those girls?" Chen Beimo walked over and sat down again.

"That's right." Shen Baoniang frowned slightly, "Although I have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, those children are still deeply trapped in it."

"Auntie, do you want to rescue all those women?" Chen Beimo pondered, "But where can we place them? Besides, many things involved cannot be solved overnight."

"I know." Shen Bao Niang sighed, "But I always wonder, why do women always have to endure so much suffering?
They all say that women are born this way, and should follow the three constants and four virtues, and support their husbands and raise their children.

I climbed up the ladder from a little maid, from the dark and shadowy cannibalistic pavilion to the bright and beautiful women in front of everyone. In the end, I found that no matter how hard a woman tries, everything still falls on men. "

"This……"

Chen Beimo was stunned. He realized that his aunt was a rebel in the eyes of the ancients. "The world is like this. It cannot be changed by one person."

"is it?"

Shen Baoniang looked up at the full moon and recalled, "At that time, I had just become a girl in the building. I relied on my youth and beauty to play around with those rich men. Later, I also fell in love with a man.

But as time went by, the truth and falsehood became clear. When I realized that all men in the world are just like this, I decided not to marry again in this life.

I've taken the first step, why not try the second step?"

"But if you take a wrong step, there will be no recovery!" Chen Beimo advised.

"But someone has to go." Shen Bao Niang stood up suddenly at this time, "If I step on it, if it's right, I can create a new world. If it's wrong, it can also be a great success!"

"you……"

Chen Beimo lost his voice and said, "Aunt, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do? Or should I say what can I do?"

Shen Baoniang's thoughts became clearer and clearer. She thought for a long time and finally said, "I can't do anything else, but I can give those poor and weak women a place to live."

"I might open a women's brothel and resume my old business. But I will only cater to scholars and serious gentlemen. I will make those women stop engaging in the flesh trade and make their lives worse than death.

Maybe I could open a cloth workshop, dye and weave cloth, and make embroidery patterns.

Maybe I can open a restaurant, tea house or something like that."

"But you have no power, no money, no people, no land, nothing." Chen Beimo advised.

"But I have hands, I have connections, I can dance with long sleeves, I can play the pipa and harp, I can write poems and ancient prose. I can also wield swords and knives, and many more."

The light in Shen Baoniang's eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if she was trying to convince her own heart and confirm her own resolve.

"I can do everything a man can do, and I can also do things a man can't do. Men can make a career, so why can't I?"

Chen Beimo was stunned. It was the first time he saw his aunt having such rich thoughts in her mind.

In his mind, his aunt was always a gentle, intelligent, and calm woman. Unexpectedly, today, she has become a pioneer praised by people in later generations.

It was also the first time that he really calmed down. This was a real world, and everyone was the same as himself. He just had more memories, and was not any wiser than them.

"Aunt, have you really thought it through?"

"What? Do you think I'm talking nonsense after drinking?" Shen Bao Niang turned around and said with a smile: "I won't get drunk, it's just me who wants to get drunk.

I had this idea in my mind for a long time, but I always felt that something was missing. Until today, I finally felt it was complete.

Mo'er, you are extremely powerful. I'm afraid no one in the martial arts world can rival you. I feel relieved now. I don't have to worry about anything."

"Everyone has his own path to take. Yun Huai chose the path of the martial arts world. You chose your path, and I also have my path."

Shen Bao Niang smiled and said, "Whether you practice martial arts or immortality, it is your own choice. I won't ask, I just hope you can slow down.

Although speed can attract everyone’s attention, slowness can allow you to see more scenery and go further. "

"When is Auntie going to take action?" Chen Beimo asked.

"When I said it, you were already taking action." Shen Baoniang took off the silver hairpin from her temples with a smile. Just as she was about to say something, her expression suddenly changed and she shouted softly, "There is murderous intent!"

Chen Beimo was surprised and asked, "Auntie, how did you know?"

There was indeed a vague murderous intent in his spiritual sense, which kept him alert and distracted, but he did not expect that his aunt could also sense it.

"Smell the fragrance." Shen Bao Niang retreated to the attic. "The people in the building are the best at using all kinds of subtle fragrances to charm people. I can smell that the fragrance in the courtyard is a charm fragrance."

Chen Beimo also said after hearing this: "Then Auntie, please go back to your room and wait for a while, let me meet these people."

Shen Bao Niang nodded and went back to her room without saying much. She naturally trusted her nephew. She was not a martial arts master and would only be a burden if she stayed in the courtyard.

Chen Beimo looked at the courtyard, everything was normal, and asked leisurely, "Who is the guest?"

The night wind blew gently, but no one answered him.

Chen Beimo sniffed the incense, bent down to pick up a branch on the ground, and suddenly waved his hand. Three green leaves stabbed at the persimmon tree, behind the kitchen, and on the top of the wall like knives.

Three green leaves stabbed at them, forcing the three people to move away immediately.

But under the moonlight, three masked men surrounded Chen Beimo. No one spoke, and at the same time they took out the swords from their backs and stabbed him.

Seeing this, Chen Beimo took out the Bishuihan sword from his waist, and his figure was like a ghost. He broke through the encirclement of the three people, cut their calves with the sword, then put away the sword and stood behind them, "If you three don't make a sound, I won't hold back." The three people were shocked and turned around and threw several darts and hidden weapons at them, but they were swept down by Chen Beimo's sword.

The leader finally spoke up: "Someone wants to buy your life! We do things for money. Since you are so powerful, we will raise the price."

"Oh? How do I add it?"

Chen Beimo smiled.

"Eight thousand taels! We will deal with that man for you." The leader actually retorted.

"You killers are too unprofessional to betray your boss." Chen Beimo sneered, "But if you want to negotiate the price first, you have to get all your people out first."

The three people who were exposed were startled, and immediately looked at each other. They each threw two round balls in their hands and used their internal force to shatter them, turning them into gray fog that blocked their vision.

Under the moon, a woman wearing a black veil suddenly jumped up from the persimmon tree. She held a half-moon qin in her hand. Her slender jade fingers plucked the strings, causing a gust of wind to blow away.

"Zheng~"

In the fog, Chen Beimo's spiritual perception was instantly confused by the sound of the guzheng, and he suddenly realized that a cultivator had finally arrived.

The woman in black veil plucked the six strings repeatedly. The sound of the strings was like a blade, but invisible and colorless. It was as fast as a gust of wind, cutting through the fog and bringing out pieces of vacuum.

Chen Beimo held the Bishuihan Sword and used the Kanshui Qi to cut the sword into pieces, then he waved his sleeves and the fog in the sky was swept away.

"Which sect?"

He asked this question first, because the two people from the Six Gods Division asked this question when they noticed that he did not seem to be a martial artist.

The woman in black veil stopped playing the zither, her beautiful eyes moved, she looked at the young man below, and said softly: "Tongxuan Xialuo, Ziqi Dao."

Chen Beimo was slightly confused. He had never heard of these sects. He just continued, "Why did you kill me?"

"I'm not trying to kill you, but I owed a favor to Yun Ni of the Anxiang Sect, so I came here to help."

The woman in black veil stretched out her slender hand and said, "Give it to me!"

"What?" Chen Beimo asked puzzled.

"Antidote." The woman in black veil said, "You stabbed Yun Ni, and a streak of Renshui Yang poison was left on the blade."

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "I almost forgot. If you want the antidote, then bring something in exchange."

"What sect do you belong to?" The black-veiled woman paused, "Is my sect Luo Ziqi so nameless?"

The reason why Chen Beimo hadn't taken any action was that he wanted to learn more about the Taoist practice, so he was naturally happy to argue.

"I am the Immortal Yuling."

"Yuling Immortal?" The woman in black veil thought for a moment, "I've never heard of him. But which sacred mountain is this hermit cultivator from? Tell me the name of the mountain!"

"The Yuling Immortal in Yunzhu Mountain!" Chen Beimo continued to test.

Unexpectedly, the woman raised her eyebrows and said, "Yunzhu Mountain was slain by Huangfu Qi of Shangluo Tianqian three hundred years ago. Where did this hermit master come from? How dare you lie to me?"

"My sect is secretive. The 800-li Yunzhu Mountain is so vast that some things have been missed and not discovered."

"How dare you lie to me! Huangfu Qi is a great cultivator of the time, a true god, and he would never reveal his true self even in a thousand-mile swamp!
You have just entered the spiritual realm, where did you come from..."

Halfway through her words, the woman realized, "So you are trying to trick me! It seems like you are probably a solitary cultivator without any sect or school, and you don't know the orthodox teachings of the God-controlling sect!"

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Your Excellency is right. Please tell me more. I will definitely give you the antidote."

"You wish!" The black-veiled woman shouted, "These things are precious because they are the sect's tradition. They are not precious because they are not something that ordinary people can know. How can I easily reveal them to you?

Unless you hand over your Taoist lineage, my Ziqi lineage will accept you into the mountain gate, and then I can tell you anything."

Chen Beimo felt strange in his heart, "I know nothing about it, how dare I join the Taoism casually? If you are willing to help me solve my doubts and understand the matters of practicing Taoism, how about we consider it later?"

“Haha, you still want to deceive me.” The black-veiled woman’s eyes turned cold. “For a cultivator like you who has no sect or school, no one would care even if you were killed. I advise you to be more cautious. Hand over the antidote, and I can cover up for you so that you won’t be captured by the Six Gods.”

"Is the Six Gods Department so powerful? Can it even take away those who practice cultivation?" Chen Beimo asked curiously.

"You are such an idiot!" The black-veiled girl choked. "The Six Gods Division commands the five sects and eighteen mountains. There are more than two dozen great masters in the spiritual realm. Not to mention a wild cultivator like you, even the orthodox Taoists and Buddhists must obey their orders and not appear in the human world."

"I see. Then can your Purple Qi Daoism be compared?"

Chen Beimo asked again.

"You lunatic!" the black-veiled girl said angrily, "If you don't hand over the antidote, I will sacrifice my blood today!"

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Okay, bring it here."

He stretched out his hand to take down the magic bell from his waist, shook it gently, chanted the magic spell, and said: "I drank from the jade cup, and it was like a dream of a yellow millet. The dream lasted for thirty years!

Don't get drunk yet!"

The magic bell rang, and a golden sound wave enveloped the woman in black veil. She only had time to open her eyes in shock before she felt dizzy and staggered and fell from the branch.

Upon seeing this, Chen Beimo grabbed her and took off her veil out of curiosity, revealing a beautiful face, with hands as soft as catkins, skin as white as cream, teeth as white as gourd, and a delicate forehead with eyebrows. At this moment, her temples were slightly red, her eyes were blurred, and she smiled at him sweetly with her beautiful eyes.

If it were an ordinary man, he would have taken advantage of the situation to rob him, but Chen Beimo just shook his head and came to his senses, asking, "What sect are you from, and who is your master?"

The woman said in a daze, "I am Luo Qianshang, the fifth disciple of Xuanyin Tianmu from the Purple Qi lineage."

Chen Beimo wanted to ask more, but unexpectedly, when she said the three words Luo Qianshang, a gem on the bracelet suddenly emitted a purple light that enveloped her whole body and stung his palm so much that it hurt.

Luo Qianshang also woke up instantly. Seeing that she was actually held in the arms of a man, she became furious. She turned around and flew into the sky, holding a half-moon qin and pulling the strings, sweeping out dozens of light strings to slash at him.

Chen Beimo could only endure the stinging pain in his hands and rang the golden bell again, chanting: "The chaos of the mortal world will destroy your soul!"

Suddenly, a bell sounded, sweeping away the sound waves of the guzheng and shattering them, attacking Luo Qianshang.

"Om..."

The gem on her bracelet exploded instantly, silencing the soul-destroying sound into nothingness.

Luo Qianshang was shocked, "How could the boundary bead break?"

When she saw Chen Beimo was about to shake the golden bell again, she hurriedly made hand gestures and chanted a spell, and her figure turned into a gust of purple wind and escaped.

Chen Beimo saw the man escape but did not chase him. He just shook the golden bell again and said to the three assassins who were stunned in the courtyard: "Go to Mr. Qi's house and kill yourself in front of the main gate."

The three assassins immediately stood up and walked towards Mr. Qi's house in a daze.

Chen Beimo looked at his red and swollen palms. As the Kanshui Qi flowed through his body, the tingling sensation in his palms disappeared.

He recalled what the woman had just said about the boundary bead, and whispered, "It turns out that the magic bell is not invincible and can be restrained by the boundary bead."

(August 15)

(End of this chapter)