Being knocked down by the Heavenly Dao while ascending

"After listening to these two confessions, I am even more confused. What exactly does Shang Nanyi want to do?!" Fang Qing walked back and forth, but couldn't figure it out.
Pei Mingyan drank the tea that Mei Shuyu poured for him, "There's no need to worry so much. After all, he doesn't mean to hurt anyone. We should still be on the same path."
"I just want to know what he is going to do." Fang Qing sat back at the table and grabbed two snacks from the plate.

Mei Shuyu calmly changed his tone. Fang Qing took the snacks and put them as far away as possible. "Big brother said that Shang Nanyi was testing Big brother. That famous person was testing Big brother's cultivation. He didn't follow him again. It should be to confirm that Big brother's cultivation has reached the pinnacle."

Fang Qing whispered, "Tsk!", "Then what?" She pointed at the two people who were lying on the ground "sleeping" and said, "Did Shang Nanyi feel guilty and really send two people to monitor and protect us? Not at all. If he had such a conscience, I wouldn't call him Shang Ba Pi."

Pei Mingyan explained: "That's why we don't have to worry."

Fang Qing didn't even bother to roll his eyes. "If you want to explain, just explain. Why keep me in suspense?"

Pei Mingyan smiled and shook his head, "If you are really anxious, there is a simple way to test it."

"What method?" Fang Qing became excited again.

Pei Mingyan put a finger on his chin and looked at Fang Qing. "Before that, you need to learn something first."

"Haha." Fang Qing smiled, "I think you are trying to trick me."

"correct."

"Fuck!" Fang Qing cursed, but the next second, she saw Mei Shuyu coming towards her.
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At the same time, something happened at the door of the inn.

Three people were about to enter the inn, but were stopped by the waiter. If Fang Qing were here, she would definitely recognize this person, because he was the owner of the herbal tea stand where she and Mei Shuyu went to drink herbal tea.
However, at that time, only the herbal tea owner was watching over the stall, but now there were three people standing at the door.

The waiter looked at them unfriendlyly, "Boss Hu, you are here today to..." The waiter looked at the big family behind him, and his eyes clearly said - it's not a good idea for you to bring your family along when delivering a bowl of herbal tea, right?

The herbal tea shop owner licked his dry and chapped lips and said, "I brought everyone here to eat today."

The waiter took a look at the family. The woman had dark red skin, broad shoulders and a strong body. Perhaps because she was afraid of the cultivators, her whole body was filled with timidity, as if she was curled up.
There was a young man standing behind her, probably her son, although he didn't look like the couple.
The young man was wearing old green clothes. His back was straight like a green bamboo. He was a handsome boy, but the clothes had turned white from so many times of washing.
"Boss Hu, I don't want you to be embarrassed. We'll see each other sooner or later." The waiter said, "But rules are rules. The reason why this inn is so noble is that we only entertain cultivators and their families and friends. You..."

The herbal tea shop owner was also in a difficult situation. He looked at his wife and then at his son.
At this moment, the wife's rough hands were clenched on the hem of her clothes. She didn't say a word, but just stared at the inn, with a look on her face that showed she was determined to go in.
The ten-year-old son went to hold his wife’s hand and said to him, “Dad, if you can’t get in, then don’t go in.”
The wife loosened her grip on the boy's clothes, held him with her backhand, straightened her back, and said firmly, "No, you must go in today."

The herbal tea shop owner sighed and looked at the waiter pleadingly, "Brother, can you be flexible?"

The waiter remained expressionless and shook his head, saying, "Rules cannot be broken."

The woman knelt on the ground with a thud, attracting the attention of the people around her. "Little brother, this is a matter of life and death! Please be flexible. We will go in and find a corner to sit. We won't disturb other guests."
The boy's eyes were red, and he tried to drag the woman, "Mom, get up, get up, we are not going in."

"I..." The waiter reached out to help the woman, with hesitation in his eyes. In the end, he could only say, "I can't make the decision. You asked the wrong person."
The woman didn't understand for a moment, but the young man reacted immediately. He looked at the people who stopped and saw that some of them were different from ordinary people without cultivation. One of them had a jade flute hanging on his waist. When he looked at that person, he found that there was a warm light on that person, like the sun. He rushed to the person and knelt down, "Sir, please help us, we just need to go in! I will work like a cow or a horse to repay you!"

The man with the jade flute looked at him for a long time and said, "It's you who put your mother in this predicament."

The boy gritted his teeth, "It's me."

The man with the jade flute said, "If you become stronger sooner, your mother won't have to suffer so much."

The young boy lowered his head, dug his fingertips into his thighs, tears fell down, and he looked at his mother with hazy eyes.
The mother was still kneeling on the ground, her expression was forbearing and earnest, humble but persistent. He turned his head and hit his head on the ground with a "bang".

The few cultivators who were watching felt sympathy and thought that the man with the jade flute was going too far. However, the aura lingering around the man told everyone that he was a strong man. They were powerless and could only watch.

"Yes...it's me." The boy said with a sob.

The man with the jade flute changed his attitude, "I can help you get in."

"Not rare!" a voice suddenly came.
I saw a man pushing aside the onlookers and squeezed in. "Why are you so serious? It's just a shabby inn. If you want to come in, just go in. It's not like you won't pay."
The person who came was also dressed simply, with dark skin, as if she had rolled in coal. Her voice sounded a little shrill, and she also had the aura of a cultivator. She must be a female cultivator in disguise.

She helped the boy up, wiped his tears, and advised: "I'm telling you, this guy is not a good guy. He's using both kindness and force here. He originally intended to help you, but he just wanted to make things difficult for you so that you would think he said so much for your own good. Only then will you be grateful, do you understand?" The man with the jade flute cast his gaze at the black-faced woman, but strangely he said nothing. He just winked at the servant behind him and went into the inn.

The boy looked at the man. There was a warm golden glow on the man, which naturally attracted other people's attention and made him unable to look away.
He looked at the woman who had helped him up. She too was shining, with mixed colors connecting seamlessly, like a rainbow. But where the colors merged, it was a gray, like a dark cloud.

The boy tried to explain: "But mother--"

"Don't be so sissy, it's not a matter of life and death, it's not worth it for you to sell yourself." The woman raised her arms and hesitated for a while, finally hooked her arms around his neck, "Didn't they say that only relatives and family members can enter? You are my brother, let's go in right now."

The waiter helped the woman up and bowed his head and said respectfully, "Everyone, please come in."

The onlookers found nothing interesting to watch and dispersed in twos and threes.

At the second-floor window, Mei Shuyu asked, "Brother, why do you want to help this kid? What's so special about him?"
"It's just a small matter within my ability. It's okay to help." Pei Mingyan patted his shoulder. "Besides, look at Fang Qing's condition just now. If you don't let her go, she will probably go crazy."
"I understand. Big brother likes to help the weak." Mei Shuyu said.
Pei Mingyan nodded, "You can say that. Well, it's time for you to perform. Come on! Big brother is counting on you!"
"I must remember to restrain myself."
Pei Mingyan smiled and said, "Go quickly."
After Mei Shuyu left the room, Pei Mingyan returned to the window and looked at the place where the man with the jade flute was standing. If he was not mistaken, the other party glanced over here.
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The black-faced woman, the disguised Fang Qing, took the two of them to a corner to sit down, and told them: "No matter what happens later, you stay in the corner. I have seen this place, it is the safest place."
The woman held Fang Qing's arm with both hands, "Thank you! Thank you, sir!"
"You're welcome." Fang Qing patted the woman's hand, "It's just a small matter. In fact, if you want to come in, there are many ways. Why bother asking others for help?"
The herbal tea shop owner looked at the woman, then at his little son, who was as thin as a bamboo pole. "This is urgent. We don't have any extra time."

Fang Qing looked at the stairs. Mei Shuyu had not come down yet, so she still had time.
She called the waiter to order a table of spiritual food for a few people. As the name suggests, it is the spiritual food eaten by practitioners. However, most of the food sold in the inn is ordinary food that practitioners do not take seriously. But in the eyes of ordinary people, it is also a "magic medicine" that can strengthen the body after eating.
"What time?" Fang Qing looked at the three of them. "I see that you are all in good health and can live to be 70 or 80 years old. How come you don't have time?"

The woman rubbed her chest and lowered her voice, "This matter has weighed on my heart for decades."
Fang Qing touched the bracelet and set up a barrier around the small square table. "Tell me slowly."
The woman ruffled the boy's hair, then looked at the herbal tea shop owner. They smiled at each other, a smile that was both bitter and sweet.
"When I was a young girl, a fortune teller told me that I would marry a man who is honest and..." The woman's dark red cheeks turned red visibly, "a man who loves me and cares for me."
Although Fang Qing felt that "honesty" was not a good word, it was a necessary word when the blind date guy couldn't find any advantages, but in the book world, honesty was already pretty good, so she replied, "That's pretty good."
The woman's eyes suddenly turned red. "Yes, that's good. But the fortune teller, there are a few more words to say."
The herbal tea shop owner held the woman's hand. The woman wiped her tears and continued, "The fortune teller didn't want to say the last few words. I was dreaming of marrying a good man at the time, so I couldn't help asking a few more questions when I heard what he said, but he looked pale and seemed unwilling to say anything. The rest of the words were told to me by the person who was with him."
Fang Qing only cared about one question, "What did he say?"

The woman stopped for a long time, and the waiter brought the dishes at this time. No one was in the mood to eat.
After the waiter left, the woman said slowly, "The man said that the fortune-telling by the master was not good, so he only reported good news and not bad news." The woman glanced at the boy and said, "Under my insistence, I still found out the fortune-telling. I have three children in my destiny. One son drowned in water, one daughter died in soil, and one son died in wood."

Fang Qing thought it was ridiculous after listening to it. She felt that this fortune teller was just like that. He would always get one thing right after talking nonsense. There were many interpretations of drowning in water or dying in soil. People in the countryside were always around soil and water. All they could come into contact with was either soil or water. If someone fell into a farmland and died, then wouldn't it be soil or water after all?
In general, this guy first says a few good things and then follows up with some bad things, trying to get you to give him money. He is a liar.
However, the woman looked quite sad.
She swallowed her words and asked, "Does this have anything to do with your coming here today?"
The woman nodded, "The man also said something else. I was young at the time, so I naturally didn't believe it, until I married Hu Er. He was indeed as the gentleman said, honest and kind, and treated me well. Although we lived in poverty, we were happy. Until the birth of our first child, a boy, the gentleman's words were like a bell hanging over my head. I worried about it day and night, and finally I was honest with Hu Er. We kept our eldest son away from the water, but... he still drowned."

Fang Qing was filled with emotion. This... You must not let a child do anything. Children are inevitably curious and will probably keep moving towards the water. It would be better to teach him to swim early, maybe you can avoid this problem.
"Hmm... Is my daughter like this too?"

Maybe it was because a lot of time had passed, the woman no longer had any overly sad emotions, "Yes. So I know that the gentleman and that person must not have lied to me."

"Ah."
Fang Qing kept silent and waited for the woman to finish speaking.

"That person said, the master calculated that the three sons would die in the wood at the age of ten." The woman grabbed the boy's arm, "My son is ten years old, we are so worried! Fortunately, there is a solution. As long as my family can get the gold openly one day, look to the north of the place where the gold is taken. The highest place you can see when you look up is the place where my son can be saved. I have never told Hu Er about this. We are a poor family, where can we get gold? Until today when he suddenly brought the gold bracelet home, I knew that my son could really be saved!"

Fang Qing thought of the tea stall, which was under the bridge. The bridge connected the north and the south. The highest place near the bridge was the inn. As for the gold, it was the gold bracelet she gave him.
"What about the others?" Fang Qing was stunned. How could he save them? It wasn't like they could just come in and have a meal and everything would be fine, right?

The woman shook her head, "Sir, don't let that man say anything more."

"Uh..." Fang Qing finally said, "Can you trust what this guy said? Although it seems that what he said is all related, your son is a good person, there is nothing strange about him."

The woman replied affirmatively: "I can definitely believe it!"

"Huh? Are you so sure?" You just said that you didn't believe it when you were young.

The woman's eyes lit up, "That fortune teller is from the Mei family! Ever since the eldest and the second came true, I've asked people about it. The Mei family is a great family of immortals, there won't be any liars!"

Fang Qing glanced at the second floor. There was a "swindler" from the Mei family living upstairs. "Yes, but the Mei family... well, it's nothing. I have some friendship with the Mei family, maybe I can ask for you."

The woman's eyes brightened, "That's great! The gentleman really didn't lie to me! As long as we get here, we can save my son! Thank you so much!!"
The tea shop owner and the boy also followed suit to express their gratitude.

Fang Qing didn't see any flaws in this child that would cause him to die young. On the contrary, he had a good physique. If he could embark on the path of cultivation, he might achieve great success in the future.
"It's just a matter of talking. It's not a big deal. I just don't know if the fortune teller left his name. That way it will be easier for me to find him."

"Yes, yes!" The woman was afraid that she would regret it, so she answered hastily, "I heard it at that time. The man with the master called him, called him... Yes! Xu Cheng! It was Xu Cheng!"

"Xu Cheng?" Fang Qing was stunned and speechless for a while. After a long while, he suddenly said, "Mei Xu Cheng..."

(End of this chapter)