From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 380: Fortune and Disaster Change Every Day, the Mountain God Appears

A small mountain village at the foot of Mount Emei.

Ever since a vast and lush peach forest suddenly appeared around Old Lady Zheng's house, the originally deserted home of Old Lady Zheng has become much more lively.

When asked about the reason, Old Mrs. Zheng could only say that on that day when it was raining in the mountains, she could hear the sound of clanging outside, and there was a misty mountain fog that blocked her view. When the fog dissipated and the rain stopped, she came out again and the barren slope immediately became a peach orchard.

Some villagers went to see the base of the peach tree and saw that its thick and powerful roots had cracked the surrounding land, but the soil was still new, and they could not help but marvel at it.

Naturally, this strange change was reported to the city. Several teams of experts spent a lot of time in the peach orchard, but could not find out the cause, so they had to drop the case.

The news spread from person to person, and newspapers and media from the city and town came to report and interview. In the eyes of the villagers, this peach orchard gradually became a gift from the mountain god, a blessing from heaven for Mrs. Zheng's lifelong good deeds.

However, only Mrs. Zheng’s neighbors know that it is still unknown whether all this is a blessing for Mrs. Zheng.

"boom!"

The rickety wooden door was kicked open, and the hollowed-out door frame creaked and broke completely, falling to the ground and raising a large cloud of dust.

A man wearing a plaid T-shirt and carrying a briefcase walked in with a swagger. His not-so-thick hair was groomed to a shiny grease.

He spat and shook off the fat on his face. Looking at the pale old lady Zheng lying on the bed and the frightened villagers, the man said impatiently, "Damn it! Why hasn't that old man died yet? What's the point of him sticking around?"

Some villagers couldn't bear to watch it any longer and suddenly stood up and criticized: "Gangzi, how could you do this? The person lying on the bed is your biological mother who gave birth to you and raised you!"

Several aunties nearby also said, "That's right. You moved to the city by yourself before, and never came back to visit during the holidays. Now that the old man is like this, you didn't even take him to the hospital, and you only miss the peach orchard!"

"Gangzi, you have made it big, but you should never forget your roots. When your mother carried you on her back on the hillside when you were a child, you were so filial that you even saved a piece of candy for the adults. Why are you doing this now..."

Listening to the chattering from several sides of the room, Zheng Gang's face turned grim and he slammed his briefcase on the table next to him.

The loud bang finally frightened the villagers in the room, and Zheng Gang immediately started cursing:

"What are you arguing about? It costs money to see a doctor, who will give me the money? I have to sell this old house and the peach forest together to have the money! It's this old guy who won't give in, it's none of my business!"

There was an elderly man who was not frightened by Gangzi's rude and aggressive aura. He took a few deep puffs of his cigarette, shook out the old pipe in his hand, and his wrinkled face was filled with grief:
"Gangzi, you know that this old house is your mother's lifeblood. If you sell this old house and that piece of land, and you don't take her to the city when the time comes, how will you let an old lady live?"

"Then I don't care, she owes me this!"

Zheng Gang waved his hand and didn't want to talk any more, planning his own plans in his mind.

He dropped out of junior high school at the age of twelve, and has been struggling ever since. Relying on his good friends, he finally left the village and worked as a tour guide for a tour group in the town.

They are called tour guides, but in fact they just rely on their good connections and the many people they know to designate which hotel or farm restaurant the tourists should go to, and earn kickbacks from the restaurant owners in the process.

Although he was already drooling over the food, Zheng Gang was still not satisfied. Several of his colleagues clearly did not perform as well as he did, but they relied on their city roots, high education, and connections at the top, and thus he was never given a chance to get promotions or bonuses.

Isn't it because of a good family background? Isn't it because of having good parents? What about me? I am just an old woman in the countryside, who can't help me at all and even holds me back.

Slowly, Zheng Gang began to dislike his rural origin, his dialect that was laughed at by girls, and the old woman who gave birth to him and raised him. But now, his past of being looked down upon will no longer exist! The sudden appearance of a peach forest in the village like a miracle spread to the city, and after being exposed by many media, a big boss soon took a fancy to this place and wanted to use the gimmick to build a farmhouse.

Old lady Zheng refused to give in, so the big boss sent someone to find Zheng Gang overnight and signed an agreement promising that if he could persuade Old lady Zheng to give up the peach orchard and the land, he would give him a large sum of money.
So Zheng Gang rushed back to the village and asked Old Lady Zheng to hand over the land deed. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, the old lady suddenly suffered a stroke and became hemiplegic, and half of her body could not move.

Seeing Zheng Gang's rudeness and refusal to budge, an old woman nearby gnashed her teeth.
"Gangzi, that peach forest was given to your mother by the mountain god. Aren't you afraid of angering the mountain god?"

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Gang's arrogant tone suddenly froze.
In this age when gods and Buddhas are everywhere, no fool would regard anything superstitious as feudal superstition. Even Zheng Gang felt a little fear in his heart.

But with money in front of him, the fear that had just emerged was suppressed by Zheng Gang.

"I don't care about these things. Don't even mention whether there is a mountain god. Even if there is, since the mountain god has given it to this old immortal, it is mine. Even the king of heaven can't care so much!"

Old Mrs. Zheng was only suffering from hemiplegia. She was still conscious while lying in bed. When she heard her proud son calling him "old man" over and over again, tears flowed from her cloudy eyes.

"Hey, you're still awake, right? Come on, give me your handprint first!"

Hearing the moaning sound from the bed, Zheng Gang's face lit up with joy. He immediately took out a transfer agreement from his briefcase and forced Mrs. Zheng to sign and put her fingerprints on it.

Several villagers were unable to stop the burly Zheng Gang, and they slapped their thighs and shouted,
"What a sin, Gangzi, you will be punished for doing this!"

"Mountain God, please open your eyes and take care of this beast!"

I don’t know if it was the villagers’ prayers that worked, but suddenly, the whole house shook violently, like an earthquake, and the wooden beams on top of the house creaked.

The things on the table fell to the ground with a clatter and shattered all over the floor. The violent shaking immediately made the people in the room unstable and staggered.
"Damn it, is there really a mountain god?!"

Zheng Gang gritted his teeth and climbed to the window, wanting the old man to press his fingerprints.
However, before his fingers touched the old man, he suddenly felt a sharp pain and subconsciously retracted his hand. A bloody wound appeared on the back of his hand.

"Damn, where did this powerful stone come from?"

The house was still shaking, and some villagers were already running out. Zheng Gang was unwilling to give up, but he could only flee first.
Before leaving, Zheng Gang spat viciously at the bed.
"Damn it, if you don't give it to me, well, when you die, the peach forest and the land will still be mine!"

Another villager tried to carry the old lady on the bed while running away, but before he could get close to her, his hand was inexplicably pierced with a large wound.

“The mountain god appeared! It really was the mountain god who appeared!”

"Retribution, it's really retribution!"

The panic and anxiety in the room instantly rose and fermented, and everyone had no choice but to run out one by one.

In a moment, the room was empty, with only the old woman lying on the bed.

Long after Zheng Gang and the villagers escaped, a little boy with red lips and white teeth climbed out of the window. The sword energy on his fingertips subsided, and he lay in front of the bed with tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this..."

(End of this chapter)