Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 148 Immortals Worship Gods?
The little dog in the courtyard felt as if the sky had fallen when it heard that sound!

Having just regained some composure, he felt his spirits crumble again. Seeing Li Wushou enter the courtyard, he quickly tucked his tail between his legs and ran back into the house without looking back!
This caused Li Wushou, who was originally going to greet it, to turn his hand towards Wu Zhuangyuan, who had a very sour face.

"Good evening, Scholar Wu!"

Upon seeing this, Scholar Wu rolled his eyes, snorted, and began to drink.

Even dogs wouldn't want to talk to someone like that!

Wu Qinghe, standing to the side, pointed to the stone table under the tree and said to the somewhat embarrassed Li Wushou:

"Please sit here! What brings you here?"

Wu Zhuangyuan took another big gulp of wine, as if he wanted to stuff the entire wine gourd into his mouth.

Anyone else can pay attention, but it has to be his daughter!

Li Wushou had no idea what had happened to Wu Zhuangyuan.
It seems that every time he comes to Wu Zhuangyuan's house, he runs into Wu Zhuangyuan's bad mood!

But he dared not provoke Wu Zhuangyuan now, after all, what happened last night made him very suspicious of Wu Zhuangyuan's identity and background.

He vaguely guessed that the mysterious person last night must be Wu Zhuangyuan.

A storyteller traveling all over the country with his daughter—if he didn't have some skills, he probably would have died somewhere long ago.

Moreover, Wu Zhuangyuan is so wealthy, the probability of him being gone is even greater.

But the Wu family father and daughter have been living well all along, and he had actually realized this long ago.

After all, even the slightest display of Wu Qinghe's physical strength still surprised him.

But he never imagined that this Scholar Wu could be so formidable!
The Sparrow Lord's Dharma Body is so ferocious that even if the Three Immortals Hall were to fight with all its resources, it probably wouldn't be able to defeat it. So how could it be scared away by just one move from the opponent?
He didn't really want to delve into these issues, but he was a little uneasy. Wu Qinghe was clearly paying too much attention to him; he had noticed this when she moved from the south city to the main city.

He was always worried that Wu Qinghe was keeping an eye on him, afraid that he would run away and not pay back the money!
But Wu Zhuangyuan always looked down on him, which shows that Wu Zhuangyuan had no interest in the money he owed him!
If it weren't to get him to pay back the money, would Wu Qinghe have wanted to eat him alive?

Thinking this, Li Wushou became even more uneasy, so he decided to come and test the waters!

Having just finished his training at the Three Immortals Pavilion, he shared this idea with the old beggar.

The old beggar stared at him for a long time, then gave him a thumbs up!

This put Li Wushou at ease. It seemed that the old beggar also agreed with his idea and recognized its soundness.

Thinking of this, Li Wushou was also very emotional. All of this was thanks to Xiao Panshan. Due to Xiao Panshan's teachings, Li Wushou felt that he had matured a lot during this period.

It's still better to make more friends! On this point, Li Wushou differed from the old beggar who didn't want to get involved in karma.

So if Wu Qinghe didn't have any intention of eating him, then he would still be very willing to be friends with her, after all, her father's legs are so thick!

What Li Wushou couldn't understand was that, as he was leaving, the old beggar, with a hint of reluctance, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Li Wushou.

Li Wushou took it and saw that there was a smear of incense ash on the stopper of the porcelain bottle. Why was it so solemn?

After wiping away the incense ash, Chen Gou'er instantly bristled and jumped up to snatch the porcelain bottle. However, the old beggar, who was prepared, grabbed Chen Gou'er by the neck and pulled him back to his side.

He quickly covered Chen Gou'er's mouth and said to Li Wushou:
"Go quickly! You can't go to someone's house empty-handed. Consider this Blood Buddha's blood a gift for your first meeting!"

Li Wushou swallowed hard. What did this mean?
Seeing that Chen Gou'er was about to break free from the old beggar's restraints, Li Wushou quickly stuffed the porcelain bottle into his pocket and walked out of the Three Immortals Pavilion.

After Li Wushou left, the room erupted in chaos!

"Old man, you dare to hoard some good food! I'll bite you to death!"

"Good dog, shut up! I'm not doing this for myself, didn't you see I haven't eaten either?"

"Then why won't you give me any? I'll take a bite."

"Ah~ let go, let go! Li Wushou has been eating too much lately. Didn't you see his aura just now? If he really sends this drop of blood out, it's actually a good thing!"

Chen Gou'er softened his stance a bit. He couldn't understand why sending the blood was a good thing, but he had indeed been somewhat frightened by Li Wushou's aura just now.

"But I'd love to have a taste, I've never had anything this delicious before!"

The old beggar breathed a sigh of relief and, seizing the opportunity, comforted Chen Gou'er:
"Good dog, have you forgotten the eyes we've been tending? They'll get some food sooner or later!"

Chen Gou'er's eyes lit up, and his mood improved somewhat.

Li Wushou, who had just stepped out of the door, pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out what the old beggar meant by giving up that drop of blood.
When did this old man become so generous? He pondered this all the way, and in the end, he only remembered that he couldn't go to someone's house empty-handed.

So I took some time to go to the kitchen of the City God Temple to get some food and then came to Cuiwei Lane.

As for that drop of blood, he really wanted to eat it! He hadn't decided yet whether to give it to her or not!

If Wu Zhuangyuan is indeed that mysterious person, then investing in him might not be a bad idea.
Seeing Wu Zhuangyuan's unfriendly attitude, Li Wushou completely forgot about the matter of the drop of blood.

Placing the food he was holding on the stone table, Li Wushou replied to Wu Qinghe, who was standing to the side:
"So much happened last night. I don't have many friends, so I came to see you all."

Upon hearing this, Wu Qinghe's eyes curved into a smile. She sat down opposite Li Wushou, and the two of them picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.

After taking just one bite, Li Wushou immediately realized that he hadn't even greeted Wu Zhuangyuan yet!
After working so hard for so long, he was hungry and couldn't resist.

Just as he was about to greet Wu Zhuangyuan, he saw the other man sitting angrily on the stone table, staring at Li Wushou as he ate.

His possessive manner towards his food was just like Chen Gou'er's, making Li Wushou afraid to even pick up his chopsticks.

Thinking to myself, "Why bother testing him? I'd better finish eating and run. Who cares if he's a mysterious person or not? If I can't afford to mess with him, can't I at least avoid him?"
Li Wushou was still hesitating about whether to pick up some food when he heard Wu Qinghe across from him suddenly speak:
"Li Wushou, you've come at the right time! We're leaving Wufang City tomorrow!"

Li Wushou said "Oh," then paused for a moment, and then his heart sank. Could this be a call to demand repayment?
For some reason, he felt a pang of melancholy. Just as he said, he didn't actually have many friends. And even fewer friends who didn't want to eat!

I was going to ask where we were going, but in the end all I could manage was a simple "hmm!"

Wu Zhuangyuan, who was baring his teeth, was also taken aback. In fact, he was not as happy as he had imagined. For a moment, the courtyard fell silent.

After finishing the food on the table, Wu Qinghe stood up and said to Li Wushou:
"Come out for a walk with me."

Li Wushou glanced at Wu Zhuangyuan subconsciously, and seeing that the other party did not bare his teeth, he nodded and followed behind Wu Qinghe.

Seeing the two leave the courtyard, Wu Zhuangyuan leaned back on the stone chair, his face somewhat deep. After a long while, he let out a long sigh and fell silent again.

The two people who left the small courtyard walked south along Cuiwei Lane, one after the other, until they reached the inner city moat that separated the southern city from the main city.

Willows sway gently on the bank, and a breeze ripples across the water, bringing a touch of coolness to the June night.

Wu Qinghe walked along the riverbank, seemingly in a good mood. She turned to Li Wushou behind her and said:

"Li Wushou, do you know how big the world outside Wufang City is?"

Li Wushou was slightly taken aback. Although he had actually traveled to many places with the old beggar, he still shook his head. He wanted to hear what Wu Qinghe had to say.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Suspended Mountain and the Kongsengers came here, opened up the 800-mile Hengyang River, raised the Dragon God, forged the City God Seal, and established thirty-six cities. Then, with the power of incense offerings, they gradually eroded the Misfortune, and that's how Huazhou came to be today!"

Li Wushou listened intently. He had indeed traveled to many places, but this was the first time he had heard such a direct and intuitive explanation.

Looking at her reflection in the water, Wu Qinghe continued:
"There are twelve other continents nearby, like Huazhou, but this is only a corner of this world. Huazhou is to the whole world what the Five Directions City is to Huazhou."

"Li Wushou, you have good talent. You will definitely be able to leave Huazhou and see a wider world in the future. This world is very big. Don't ruin your future for the sake of immediate gains."

Wu Qinghe spoke with great seriousness, but Li Wushou became more and more confused as he listened.

Upon seeing this, Wu Qinghe bluntly stated:
"Some gods cannot be worshipped! Immortals control gods because they control the gods' followers, but some old gods do not need ordinary believers to worship them; they need immortals to worship them!"

Li Wushou didn't understand everything, but then he was suddenly struck by a jolt. This was referring to the City God, Liu Qingmei.
With the incense offerings of Wufang City, how could Liu Qingmei have refined that trace of pure yang? She must have a secret. Could she be involved with those ancient gods?

Is Wu Qinghe reminding herself not to get involved in Liu Qingmei's affairs?

He could guess that there was something wrong with Liu Qingmei's death, and naturally he couldn't hide it from the mysterious Wu family father and daughter.

Seeing Li Wushou's thoughtful expression, Wu Qinghe nodded. Li Wushou was not a stupid person; he had his own hints, and he should have realized it.

She became somewhat worried after hearing Wu Zhuangyuan say that she smelled the incense of an old god when Li Wushou concealed his form.

Li Wushou nodded as if he understood, which reassured Wu Qinghe somewhat.

The two walked and talked, but most of the time Wu Qinghe did the talking while Li Wushou listened.

Li Wushou never knew that Wu Qinghe could talk so much, because Wu Qinghe actually didn't say much each time they met.

It wasn't until dawn that Li Wushou realized that a person could harbor so many secrets.

The two talked about all sorts of things: Wu Zhuangyuan's stories, interesting evil spirits, the two floating branches of the Suspended Mountain, the Heavenly God's Decree, and so on.

In fact, Li Wushou only realized at the end of last night's conversation that Wu Qinghe wasn't speaking specifically to him, but rather that she had been suppressing her feelings for too long, and Li Wushou was just an outlet for her emotions.

Before parting, Wu Qinghe revealed these words, probably because she thought she would never see him again.

For some inexplicable reason, Li Wushou thought to himself, and then asked:
Where will you go after leaving Wufang City?

Wu Qinghe was taken aback. Just as Li Wushou had thought, this parting meant that the two of them would never see each other again.

Wu Qinghe didn't want to answer the question, but the words that came out of her mouth were changed to: "Wait until you leave Huazhou and head west to the first and largest city you will encounter."

Li Wushou nodded seriously, took out the porcelain bottle from his pocket, and handed it to Wu Qinghe.

"I was busy today and didn't bring any money with me. Consider this as interest, and I'll pay you back next time we meet!"

After saying that, Li Wushou waved to Wu Qinghe, turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

There was nothing he could do. Just now, he glanced casually and saw Wu Zhuangyuan standing next to the big willow tree behind Wu Qinghe, baring his teeth and holding a small spotted dog. He didn't know how long the other person had been standing there.

Based on last night's conversation, he was basically certain that Wu Zhuangyuan was the mysterious person, so it was best to leave now!
Scholar Wu, carrying the spotted dog, walked up to Wu Qinghe with a beaming smile, intending to scorn and belittle Li Wushou. What good things could a poor boy from Wufang City possibly offer?

After glancing at it, he unconsciously increased the pressure on his hand, squeezing the dog so hard that it gritted its teeth but dared not bark.

Wu Zhuangyuan glanced in the direction Li Wushou had left and cursed inwardly, "That kid really hasn't given up on his wicked intentions!"
Wu Qinghe gripped the porcelain bottle tightly, a slight smile playing on her lips. She took the flower dog from Wu Zhuangyuan's hand and said softly, "Let's go!"

Wu Zhuangyuan nodded. Although he really wanted to beat up Li Wushou, it was best not to cause trouble at the moment.

They opened their mouths and blew in front of them, and the void cracked open like paper. The two took a step and disappeared on the riverbank.

At the Three Immortals Pavilion, Chen Gou'er, noticing Li Wushou's return, suddenly jumped out of bed.

He then buried his head in the blankets, somewhat disappointed, as he couldn't smell the scent of the Blood Buddha's blood.

The old beggar gave a strange smile. Li Wushou hadn't returned all night, and the Blood Buddha's drop of blood was gone too. Good thing! All good things! He was just thinking of going over to ask for the details.

But then Li Wushou casually picked up three sticks of incense and placed them in the incense burner.

Then he put on the Yin-Yang Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on the futon, and began to practice the Panlong Technique!
The old beggar was taken aback. What was going on?

Dumped?
(End of this chapter)