Cultivate Taoism and farm to make peace in the world

Chapter 297 Miss Xiguan, the way of the curse
"Something fierce?"

After muttering something to himself, the old man felt a creepy feeling in vain.

But before he realized it carefully, the feeling that he would lose his life at any time subsided in vain.

Reaching out to wipe off the cold sweat on his back, the old man glanced at Jiang Xuan again.

Seeing that he was still standing on the bow with his hands behind his back, the old man stretched out his fingers and wanted to make some gestures.

But before he could finish making gestures, he felt a chill descending from the sky again, directly pouring down his tailbone.

After shivering, the old man glanced at Jiang Xuan like silk, and then whispered:

"Master, do you know Miss Kansai?"

Looking back at the old man who was not quite right, Jiang Xuan touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"Xiguan Fudi, those daughters of rich families?"

"Master is very knowledgeable."

"I thought the master was a foreigner and didn't know about it."

After praising Jiang Xuan, the old man went on to say:

"Miss Xiguan, you are talking about those rich daughters who live in the mansion in Xiguan Mansion."

"Ask around, who among those Miss Xiguan is knowledgeable about books and etiquette, charming and charming?"

"In addition, her family background is rich, and she is often taken care of by her mother and maidservants. She is an out-and-out lady."

"Let me tell you, I even drove Miss Liu Jiasan a few days ago."

"Hey, that appearance, that figure, really look back at Bai Meisheng with a smile."

As he said that, the old man smacked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about the appearance of the third miss of the Liu family.

After a while, seeing that Jiang Xuan was unmoved, the old man went on to say:

"There are countless rich merchants in Xiguan, Guangzhou, and there are also countless Miss Xiguan with a slim figure."

"However, if you say that the person with the most beautiful face is the eldest daughter of the Pan family, Pan Mei."

"But there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Although the Pan family has wealth and power, how can they resist natural disasters and man-made disasters?"

"On the morning of July 15, 7, the tide suddenly rose like a drum. When countless people woke up from the water, disaster was imminent."

"The flood came down, over the dikes, up to the knees, over the lintels, and down the walls of the houses."

"All the houses in the slums collapsed. In the Pantang area alone, more than [-]% to [-]% of the houses collapsed."

"The fleeing people gathered in the open area of ​​the temple, on the top of the hill, it can be described as frightening."

"People who are too late to escape to high places are hiding in trees and roofs."

"In short, when the flood comes, all living beings will wait."

"Even if there are legendary monks who come forward to save lives and heal the wounded, there are still countless people who were washed away by the flood."

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Jiang Xuan again, seeing that he was still unmoved, he couldn't help but grabbed two oars, leaving deep fingerprints on them.

"Just talking about floods, of course it won't destroy a mansion like the Pan family's."

"After all, mansions and ordinary poor houses are both called houses, but the two are not the same."

"But there is a way that water and fire are ruthless."

"Around 13 p.m. on the 4th, when the water was surging, a store in the Thirteenth Bank of Xiguan caught fire."

"It happened that the rain stopped and the wind started at this time, and the fire spread rapidly."

"It's even more unfortunate that Tongxing Street next to the Thirteenth Street happens to be a commercial street selling kerosene, gasoline, and foreign candles."

"After the fire spread to Tongxing Street, it became even more out of control."

"The kerosene tanks all over the street exploded in the flames, and the kerosene floated around in the flood with flames."

"Wherever the oil hits, the houses are all ignited."

"The flames even drifted across the [-]-meter-wide Pearl River, and burned the boats and houses by the river in Henan."

"At that time, I was still young, and I happened to follow my grandmother up the mountain to worship Mazu, so I happened to escape a catastrophe."

"When I was on the mountain, I saw thousands of houses burnt to ashes in the sea of ​​fire, and I saw countless victims who were sheltering from the water on the roof screaming in the fire. Finally, they couldn't bear the pain of the fire and jumped into the fire. Rolling floods, buried in Zeguo."

"The fire kept burning until there was nothing left to burn, and it stopped in the early morning of the 15th."

"However, the fire stopped in the early morning of the 15th, and the flood did not recede slowly until the 18th."

"Afterwards statistics show that the fire burned 25 streets, destroyed nearly 3000 shops, and killed more than 1 people."

"It's just those who died in the fire, not those who died in the flood."

"As for how many people died in the flood?"

When the old man said this, he took out the pipe at his waist, lit it, took a puff, then shook his head:

"Too many to count."

Seeing the 'old man' smoking a big cigarette on his own, Jiang Xuan frowned, then flicked his sleeves and directly broke his pipe with force:
"I also heard a little bit about the flood and fire in Guangzhou City, but what does this have to do with the eldest daughter of the Pan family?"

The 'old man' looked at the bong with only one-third of it left in his hand and smiled, then continued:

"The Pan family is in the thirteenth row. The fire broke out in the thirteenth row. How can the Pan family be okay?"

"The old lady of the Pan family and several maids were drowned in the flood, and the master and young master of the Pan family were burned to death when they entered the house to save money during the fire."

"Only the eldest and second misses of the Pan family were pulled to the tree by the rope, but the fire did not spread. After starving for two days and one night, their lives were saved."

"But a large family only gave birth to two delicate and lovely girls, how can they do well in this cannibal city of Guangzhou?"

"The eldest lady, Pan Mei, has studied in a private school for ten years, and can recite poems and compose poems. Her younger sister, Pan Jiao, is clever and beautiful, and is good at playing and singing."

"No, just two days after the fire, the two were targeted by human traffickers, and they were sold into semi-privacy under the rhetoric."

"What is semi-privacy, master, do you know?"

Jiang Xuan nodded upon hearing the words:

"Semi-secret, also known as half-covered, is a unique prostitute village in Guangzhou."

"It's just different from the kind of prostitute villages with big fanfare and signboards. They are semi-private and have no signboards. The door is half-closed and only 'visible guests' are accepted."

"Master knows what to do."

Looking at Jiang Xuan meaningfully, the old man went on to say:

"It's okay for two pretty girls to enter a semi-private place?"

"Beating and scolding, kneeling, pushing bricks, wooden donkeys, there is always one that the former rich lady can't stand."

"Not long after, Pan Mei changed her name to Xiwen, and Pan Jiao changed her name to Guijuan, and they picked up guests in semi-privacy."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help frowning:
"The flood and fire in Guangzhou can indeed be called tragic, and what happened to the two sisters of the Pan family can also be called pitiful."

"But it doesn't matter if you speak fiercely to me?"

"Old man, I haven't finished talking yet, what's the hurry?"

Knocking on the half-pipe in his hand, the old man who had already reached the middle of the Pearl River simply threw away his oars and lay on his back at the stern:

"Master is well-informed, you should know the monks who have been sought after by the people of the world since the pre-Qin period?"

Seeing Jiang Xuan nodded, the old man went on to say:
"There are good and bad people, and there is a difference between good and evil among monks."

"Shortly after the catastrophe in Guangzhou City, some evil cultivators came at night, intending to take the countless corpses in the mass graves and practice sacrifices to evil spirits."

"It's a pity that the righteous people have long known the nature of the evil cultivators, so they have already laid a net around the mass graves. The evil cultivators are destined to fall into the trap themselves."

"But evil cultivators are evil cultivators after all."

"Although he lost to Zhengdao, Zhengdao didn't leave the evil cultivator behind in the end, and let him run away."

"The next story, sir, can you guess it?"

Turn around and bow your head.

Looking at the old man who seemed to be a bit coquettish in his every move, Jiang Xuan couldn't help raising his brows:

"Xiexiu hid in Guangzhou City after being injured, and came to the Semi-Secret Ming by accident, and then found the Pan family sisters in the Semi-Secret Ming."

"Perhaps there is something special about the sisters of the Pan family. In the end, they were targeted by evil cultivators and sacrificed to become evil ghosts."

"However, Xie Xiu still underestimated the strength of the Pan sisters after they became evil ghosts, and they were finally killed by the two sisters?"

"Besides, because of the resentment in their hearts, the two sisters should have killed the people in the semi-secret area, the traffickers who sold them, and the clients who patronized them after they turned against the evil cultivator."

"Even because of the bloodthirsty thoughts in their hearts, they even made a big fuss in Guangzhou City, but they were finally sealed by the strong?"

As Jiang Xuan's words fell, the 'old man' who was lying on his back at the stern suddenly let out a coquettish laugh:
"Master is only half right."

"At the beginning, the only one who was refined by evil cultivation was my sister Pan Mei."

"As for Pan Jiao, her soul was refined by evil cultivators, and she was refined into a great medicine to make up for Pan Mei's flaws."

"And after Pan Mei backfired on Xiexiu, not only the city of Guangzhou, but also the entire land of China."

Speaking of this, suddenly there was no wind and waves above the Pearl River, and the bright sunshine was also covered by heavy clouds.

"That day I used up all the water in the East China Sea, and brought endless will-o'-the-wisps, flooded the land for thousands of miles with sea water, and burned countless creatures to death with the will-o'-the-wisps."

"Shenzhou, you can only struggle under my majesty."

"On that day, there were countless deaths and injuries among the creatures in Shenzhou."

"Tell me, am I fierce?"

Listening to the layers of voices coming from his ears, and looking at the old man at the stern who has turned into a graceful woman, Jiang Xuan shook his head, then stretched out his right hand, and waved it casually a few times.

The next moment, the wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sun fell on the river again.

The old man is still an old man, and the boat has already passed two-thirds of the Pearl River.

It's just that the boat at this moment couldn't move on.

Because six ships that were two-thirds larger than the small boat had already surrounded the small boat tightly, and the strong men with tattooed dragons on the six boats all drew out their sleeve knives and looked at Jiang Xuan like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Master, how are you thinking?"

"Handing over your money is better than losing your life."

"As long as you hand over your money and take off this robe, I'll let you get off the boat and swim there by yourself."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, those strong men laughed loudly.

It seems that in their cognition, it is very interesting to watch the rich swim in the river after being stripped naked.

And Jiang Xuan just glanced at the old man lightly, then lowered his head to look at the deeper and deeper Pearl River:
"You said you were fierce, but how fierce are you?"

"You said that you flooded China thousands of miles back then, but don't say that China has no disasters, even this small city of Guangzhou is still prosperous."

"Everything in the world doesn't seem to match your words?"

Seeing Jiang Xuan talking to himself, the old man couldn't help but tremble.

But looking around at the calm Pearl River, he still had a heartbreak, and waved to those strong men:

"Pretending to be a ghost, trick him."

"Be careful not to kill him, this look is worth a lot of money if sold to Fengguan."

As the old man finished speaking, three strong men jumped over the side of the boat, trying to land on the boat where Jiang Xuan was.

But Jiang Xuan, who had already found out the state of 'Pan Mei', couldn't help but shook his head, "So it was sealed."

"I just said, why do you feel that something is wrong?"

"However, a trace of strength can already be revealed through the seal, and it won't take long to break the seal."

"But what makes me curious is that your strength should be considered the strongest in this world. Who can seal you?"

"Or are you sealed by a strong man from another parallel world?"

"I don't know how many Chinese lands there are in the world you are in."

With emotion, Jiang Xuan had an extra black peach stick in his hand.

Reaching out and using the peach stick to lightly tap the deck, the three figures jumping over the side of the ship and heading towards Jiang Xuan were immediately frozen in midair.

Turning his head and looking at the old man whose eyes were full of horror, but unable to speak or move, Jiang Xuan flicked the peach stick with his fingers again:

"Crossing the river with people was hijacked halfway, and even sold the passengers to Fenglou as ducks."

"Why, are you sure you won't encounter ghosts when you walk at night?"

Walking up to the old man again and patting him on the shoulder, Jiang Xuan suddenly shook his head:
"Forget it, if you are in a good mood today, I will curse you forever and have endless descendants."

After saying that, Jiang Xuan raised his spade stick and knocked on the deck twice:

"Curse, blood relatives, souls fly away, bones fly to ashes."

As Jiang Xuan's voice fell, circles of black ripples that ordinary people couldn't see spread out in all directions centered on the spade staff in Jiang Xuan's hand.

A moment later, another gust of wind centered on Jiang Xuan swept across the land of Shenzhou.

As the breeze blew, the old man standing at the stern, the three strong men who were frozen in mid-air, seemed to be laughing, and the rest of the strong men, whose eyes were full of despair, all turned into a handful of fly ash and scattered in the sky .

In addition, this invisible breeze also continuously circulates on the land of Shenzhou through the connection of blood and in-laws, blowing all the people that Jiang Xuan cursed into flying ashes.

Of course, Jiang Xuan didn't curse as long as he had a blood relationship, nor did he not curse if he didn't have a blood relationship.

There are four characters for blood relatives.

Blood is the bond of blood, pulse is the inheritance of learning, marriage is marriage and marriage, and relatives are close friends.

Cursed by blood in-laws, it is those who know what these people do and benefit from it.

Under the avenue of cursing, Jiang Xuan didn't worry about cursing any truly good people to death.

After casually cursing the bandits to death, Jiang Xuan turned his attention to the seal at the bottom of the Pearl River.

There is no doubt that Pan Mei, who has turned into a demon and is extremely close to Rongdao, is the most powerful existence in this Divine State, bar none.

Then why she was sealed at the bottom of the Pearl River is a matter worth exploring.

"Since you have met it, you are lucky."

"Let me let you out for the time being, and explore the reality of this world."

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

After talking to himself, Jiang Xuan poked the surface of the river with his peach stick again.

The next moment, the Pearl River, which was originally flowing eastward peacefully, began to experience huge waves.

(End of this chapter)