Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 161: Gui Yuanwai's Repentance
Three days later.

The sun is still bright, shining across the mountains, as if it has never changed.

Ye Beixuan and Ye Xiaobei had already packed up and were ready to go down the mountain.

He left secretly today without telling Li Xianglian because she was really exhausted.

Even with the dual cultivation benefits of the Bliss Dharma, she still found it difficult to sustain the oversupply. Even with Ao Qin added to the mix, they still couldn't hold on.

Ye Beixuan thought about it, this is just the Bliss Method that has not yet reached the full level of proficiency. If it is at the full level, hiss.
What is even more surprising is that this is actually a Buddhist practice.

Ye Beixuan and Ye Xiaobei stepped into the flat square where the outer disciples practiced sword. This was also the first place where they came to Tianji Pavilion to practice sword.

At this moment, Li Xianglian came to see them off with difficulty, holding on to the stone wall.

Her legs were trembling slightly, and she looked extremely uncoordinated as she walked, but she pretended to be calm as she walked in front of Ye Beixuan.

These days, she even avoided Chen Qianru when practicing sword, for fear that she would be discovered.

"Master, I'll wait for you on the mountainside." After Ye Xiaobei said that, he ran away like the wind. Li Xianglian smiled lightly, thinking that her love for this apprentice was not in vain.

"You left without informing me? If Xiaobei hadn't told me secretly, I would have thought that my husband was planning to leave without saying goodbye." She grasped the white jade token she had lost at his waist with her fingertips, put her red lips close to his ear and spoke with a sweet breath.

Looking at the pale red teeth marks on her neck that had not yet faded, Ye Beixuan smiled and said, "You don't have to come. I know you've been very tired these past few days, and you're about to break through. Don't have any messy thoughts, just wait for me. As for your injury, if Pavilion Master Chen asks about it..."

"I was injured while practicing swordplay!" she answered hastily, the tips of her ears turning red like rose petals.

"Okay." Ye Beixuan said, kissed her earrings, and turned to leave.

As they were about to walk off the flat ground, a faint voice echoed through the air: "I will come and collect the debt owed to Jile Dafa immediately."

Li Xianglian stood in front of the mountain gate, waved gently, and watched his back gradually disappearing.

Ye Xiaobei was practicing swordplay on the mountainside, facing the trees. Ye Beixuan looked at his hard-working apprentice speechlessly. "Roll, roll, roll, roll, just roll. If you don't roll, you'll die!" His own apprentice was really the child of other people's families.

"Let's go!"

"Oh!" Ye Xiaobei put away the wooden sword and quickly walked to Ye Beixuan. The two, one big and one small, slowly walked down the mountain.

Going down the mountain, Ye Beixuan admired the scenery after the war. The fireworks of the war had long been covered by weeds, and the people buried here had been forgotten.

The two of them crossed mountains and rivers until it was as dark as ink before they arrived at Huangyan Town. Last time, Ao Qin brought him here, and this time he had to cross the sea by himself, so it would probably be much slower.

"Xiaobei! Today I'd like to introduce you to a junior fellow apprentice." As they walked, Ye Beixuan suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

"Master, have you accepted a new junior brother? How old is he?" Ye Xiaobei asked honestly.

How old? Hmm, probably in his fifties! This is hard to explain.

"You'll know once you go in." Ye Beixuan said nothing more and led Ye Xiaobei into the Home Inn.

As soon as the two sat down, the waiter came over and greeted them warmly: "What would you like to eat, sir?"

Looking at the two people who looked like people coming out of the mountains, the waiter did not show any contempt on the surface, but he was wondering in his heart, are these two people rich?

Ye Beixuan didn't waste any time and directly ordered pork legs, kidneys, wild yellow croaker, and more than a dozen dishes in a row.

Ye Xiaobei was stunned and whispered, "Master, do we have money?"

The waiter said inappropriately, "Sir, this is very expensive."

"It's okay, I'm not short of money."

"Okay." The waiter turned around and left without saying anything else. Anyway, if you dare to dine and dash, the martial artists in the host's house will not let you go.

The night was pitch black, but the aroma of tea was still wafting through the air inside the Home Inn.

Ye Beixuan was holding a cup and taking a sip when he suddenly saw a storyteller holding a folding fan walk onto the platform.

His temples were slightly gray, and he was wearing a blue shirt. He waved a folding fan gently, which gave him a sense of elegance.

Ye Xiaobei suddenly whispered: "Master, this person looks like you."

Ye Beixuan was silent. How could he not look like him? He is also my apprentice.

Zhou Boran stood on the high platform and banged the gavel, and suddenly there was silence.

"Everyone, today I bring you a new story called 'Mr. Gui's Confession of Poverty'."

He spoke in a clear voice, fanning himself openly, and said slowly, "There was a great benefactor who was doing charity. Once, while fulfilling his vow at the Water Moon Guanyin Temple on Tiger Hill, he ran into his old acquaintance, Gui Fuwu. Gui Fuwu had easily trusted what others had said and borrowed money to start a business. As a result, he lost both the principal and the interest, and was deeply in debt." (From "Gui Yuanwai's Confession on His Impoverished Life" in "Self-Warning to the World")
Then Zhou Boran said: Shi Ji died of old age, and the Shi family fell into poverty.

And Shi Ji's son Shi still remembered that his family had done a favor for the Gui family in the past, so he wanted to take refuge with him.

At this point, Zhou Boran suddenly changed his tone and said, "However, Gui Fuwu is ungrateful. Not only does he not remember our old friendship, he also schemed to seize the Shi family's property, bribed officials, and forced Shi Huan to flee to another place."

The people in the hall gradually entered the scene.

Ye Xiaobei said softly: "Master, this can't be my master's grandfather! They look too much like him."

Master, you big-headed ghost, this is your junior fellow apprentice.

A middle-aged man who looked like a businessman shook his head and sighed: "Being ungrateful and dishonest is a big taboo in business."

The old man at the next table twirled his beard and said, "God has his way. He will definitely get his comeuppance."

Several young scholars were filled with righteous indignation and slammed the table and stood up, saying: "God is blind."

But Zhou Boran quickly satisfied the audience's discussion by saying aloud, "Gui Fujiu was soon dismissed from office and his property confiscated for offending his superiors. His wife and son died of illness, and his eldest son was exiled."

"It is true that the law of nature will bring good fortune to mankind. No one can escape it."

"Yeah! Karma."

"Gui Fuwu, reduced to poverty and illness, had nowhere else to turn. He now understood what it felt like to have bankrupted the Shi family. He felt a surge of remorse and began to repent for his crimes." Zhou Boran's voice deepened as he spoke. "That night, Gui Yuanwai huddled in a dilapidated temple when he heard the cries of ghosts."

Everyone in the hall gasped when they heard Zhou Boran's sinister and low voice. Some timid and delicate women even covered their faces with their hands, but they still left a gap between their fingers to secretly look.

"Although Mr. Gui is hateful, he has sincerely repented." A scholar in blue sighed.

His companion sneered, "There must be something hateful about a pitiful person. If he hadn't committed so many evil things, how could he have ended up like this?"

Ye Beixuan nodded with satisfaction, a hint of relief in his eyes. This guy has learned some of his skills.

This old disciple who could only cling to me back then can now stand on his own feet. It’s time to give him a new story. Let “Stories to Awaken the World” be my parting gift today!
Bang! Zhou Boran slapped the wake-up stick, suppressing everyone's discussion and focusing all attention on him.

"Suddenly, Mr. Gui woke up from his dream. It turned out that he was just dreaming and it was a false alarm."

"Recalling the dream, Gui Yuanwai realized that his eldest son, who had been exiled, had also died there. He then appeared in his dream and told him that they would be reincarnated as dogs in the Shi family."

There was complete silence in the inn, and then everyone nodded. This was God's punishment for him.

"As expected, evildoers will be punished by God."

Bang! Zhou Boran slapped the wake-up stick again and said, "Gui Fujiu is filled with regret. After going through so much hardship, he brought his only daughter to find Shi Huan, hoping to marry her to him as a concubine to atone for his sins."

"And Nashi also listened to Gui Fuwu's words and understood Gui Fuwu's wife's intention to repent. Finally, he relented and agreed to Gui Fuwu's request to take his daughter as a concubine."

Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help but talk about it.

"Shi is still too kind."

"It's not unacceptable if you sincerely regret it."

Zhou Boran ignored the whispers and continued loudly, "After Gui married into the family, she set up an ancestral hall at home and chanted Buddhist scriptures day and night. This was how she eliminated her sins. Three years later, her mother and brother were also reincarnated as human beings."

"The story ends here. As the saying goes, God watches what you do. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. It's not that there is no reward, it's just that the time has not come yet."

After saying this, Zhou Boran bowed deeply and walked away slowly.

Ye Beixuan was surprised. How could this disciple be so polite? The disciples were so frivolous, which made him, the master, look lazy.

"Xiaobei, follow me."

Ye Beixuan and Ye Xiaobei quickly caught up with Zhou Boran.

Hearing someone calling him, Zhou Boran turned around and saw that it was his master. He was stunned and his folding fan fell to the ground with a "click".

"Master?" His voice trembled, and then his eyes fell on Ye Xiaobei: "Who is this..."

"It's your senior brother." Ye Beixuan said lightly.

Although Zhou Boran saw that Ye Xiaobei was only ten years old, he straightened his clothes and made a solemn expression without hesitation, bowed deeply and said, "Boran, greetings, Senior Brother."

Before he finished speaking, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

A dozen or so martial artists from the Rujia Inn came chasing after them, the leader angrily shouting, "How dare you, bearded man, eat and run!" "Eat and run?" Zhou Boran realized immediately that his master was chasing him because he forgot to pay. His face darkened, and he snapped, "How dare you! How dare my master owe you a few taels of silver?"

Those people recognized at a glance that this was Zhou Boran, the famous storyteller in their own inn.

The leader panicked and apologized profusely, saying, "Forgive me, sir. We didn't know he was your master. We were blind to his true talent."

Zhou Boran snorted coldly, handed over the silver and said, "Hurry up and leave!"

More than a dozen people fled in panic as if they had been pardoned.

After the storm subsided, Zhou Boran said respectfully, "Master, you still haven't found a place to stay tonight! Boran will take you to find a room."

After saying that, Zhou Boran led the two of them to the best detached house in the inn, which was even better than the room he had taken her to last time when she quit smoking. When they pushed open the carved wooden door, they saw that the house was elegantly furnished and filled with the aroma of sandalwood.

"Boren has lived up to the master's expectations and has been dedicated to storytelling, promoting the master's books." Zhou Boran knelt down and said sincerely after entering the room.

Ye Beixuan looked at Zhou Boran's sincere face and felt quite relieved.

"Here's another copy of 'Stories to Enlighten the World'. Take it! Remember not to diminish my reputation."

In fact, there is also a method of cultivation hidden in it. This is the reward given to him by Ye Beixuan. Although it is not a peerless skill, it is more than enough for him to protect himself in the world.

When Zhou Boran heard this, he looked up at Ye Beixuan, his heart filled with emotion and gratitude. He burst into tears and took the book with trembling hands.

"Thank you, master."

"Go away! I need to rest. I will leave tomorrow. No need to see me off." After saying that, Ye Beixuan no longer looked at him.

a long time.

Zhou Boran suppressed his emotions, quietly said goodbye to his master and senior brother, slowly left the room and closed the door.

The next day.

At the dock, the sea breeze mixed with a salty smell blew in my face, and the waves hit the rocks on the shore, making bursts of splashing sounds.

Ye Beixuan stood in front of a slightly shabby boat, frowning slightly, tapping the board lightly with his fingers, and looking very dissatisfied.

The boatman was a middle-aged man with a dark face. He crossed his arms, his nose turned up to the sky, and there was a hint of impatient smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This boat is too old, and the planks are a bit loose. Please make it cheaper." Ye Beixuan's tone was full of doubt.

The boat owner scoffed and said impatiently, "Sir, if you think this is too expensive, you can look elsewhere. Which boat at this dock is not priced the same? Besides, crossing the sea in your small boat is already risky. If the boat is any worse, you wouldn't dare to take it, right?"

Ye Beixuan knew he was right, but if he didn't bargain as hard as possible, he would end up spending more money and others would think he was a fool. So he still said calmly, "Fifty taels of silver at most."

The ship owner's expression immediately showed astonishment, as if he had just encountered something shocking. "Fifty taels? You must be kidding! This ship should cost at least eighty taels. If you really want it, seventy taels, no less!"

Ye Xiaobei stood aside, watching his master arguing with others over a few taels of silver, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

The master is usually calm and composed, as if nothing in the world is worth his attention, but now he is bargaining with others for money.

He gritted his teeth and swore to himself: I must make a lot of money and never let my master worry about such a small matter again.

After a heated debate, Ye Beixuan finally won the small boat for sixty taels.

He nodded with satisfaction, patted the board, turned to Ye Xiaobei and said, "Let's go, get on board."

"Yes, Master." He followed his master silently, and looked back at the boat sellers and fishermen. He saw that they were gathered together, whispering about something with sarcastic smiles on their faces.

"Look, this man is really crazy. Crossing the sea in a small boat, isn't this seeking death?" said a fisherman shaking his head.

"Yes, Da Zhou is so far away, and the wind and waves are so strong. I'm afraid his small boat will fall apart before it even reaches halfway." Another boat seller echoed.

Ye Beixuan turned a deaf ear to these discussions, got on the boat directly, untied the ropes, raised the sails and sailed away.

The boat slowly left the dock and headed towards the boundless sea.

Ye Xiaobei stood at the stern, looking at the gradually receding coastline, full of curiosity about the outside world.

He looked up at his master's back and said silently in his heart: Master, I will definitely make money, a lot of money, to honor you.

Ye Beixuan: I am not old.

The sea and the sky are one color, the waves are vast and blue, and the sunlight shines on the calm and sparkling sea, like countless pieces of gold rolling.

The distant skyline merges with the sea level. Occasionally, a few seagulls fly by, making crisp calls, as if adding a touch of vitality to this tranquil sea area.

A gentle breeze, carrying the salty scent of sea water, blew the canvas on the boat, making a slight "rustling" sound.

The boat swayed gently with the waves, as if leisurely enjoying this moment of tranquility.

On the boat, two figures, one big and one small, were lying comfortably on the deck, letting the sun shine on them.

Ye Beixuan closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his lips, as if he was still savoring the joy of successfully bargaining.

Suddenly, a strange wave on the sea broke the tranquility.

The originally calm sea water began to spin rapidly, forming a huge whirlpool, like an invisible giant mouth.

The boat lost control in an instant and was pulled by the force of the whirlpool, sliding rapidly towards the center.

Ye Beixuan suddenly opened his eyes, his expression changed at first, then he regained his composure, and then he lay down with his arms and legs spread out.

Ye Xiaobei clutched the corner of his master's clothes tightly, a flash of panic in his eyes. "Master, have you accepted your fate? I don't want to die! Master, get up and try harder!"

"Master!" Ye Xiaobei's voice was filled with tears and was instantly drowned out by the sound of water flowing in the whirlpool.

The power of the whirlpool grew stronger and stronger, and the small boat was sucked into it like a fallen leaf, and disappeared on the sea in the blink of an eye.

The fishermen in the distance witnessed all this and shook their heads in regret.

One of the fishermen sneered, "Look! I just told him he was looking for death, and he got swallowed by the whirlpool. Serves him right! Crossing the sea in a small boat—he really doesn't know his place."

The sea quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Only a few seagulls were still circling in the sky, making long cries, as if mourning for the disappearing boat and the two figures on it.

seabed.

"Xiaobei! Come and try our seabed fruits, they are so sweet." A clear and pleasant voice touched Ye Xiaobei's head lovingly.

"Thank you, Master."

Ye Xiaobei now understood why the master was lying flat and motionless. This sea is all the master's home! In other words, this entire sea belongs to the master. The master is not falling into the sea at all, this is basically going home. I said before that I would make money to support the master. How hasty.

"Sister Hailuo, take Xiaobei downstairs to play. I have something to say to my husband." Ao Qin immediately ordered the maid.

"Yes, princess."

After everyone else had left, Ao Qin finally spoke up, "Tell me!"

"You said you wanted to see me, why didn't you just say so! Why did you sink my boat? I bought it with my own money, you spendthrift woman." Ye Beixuan said helplessly beside him.

Ao Qin snorted disdainfully, "How much? This princess not only bought your boat, but also you."

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Seeing Ye Beixuan remained silent, she angrily said, "Who told you not to come to me? This is your punishment."

"It was the shrimp guarding here who told me you passed by here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that my prince consort passed by me."

“.”This woman is unreasonable.

But he still spoke in a low voice: "I haven't even taken a few steps out to sea and you've already caught me. How can I tell you?!"

“.”Ao Qin then realized that this seemed to be the case.

But then he angrily said: "Can't you just comfort me? Why do you have to provoke me?"

Ye Beixuan was silent, but then he said, "Where is the Dragon King?"

"What? Are you afraid of my father?" Ao Qin said with a sneer.

Nonsense, every son-in-law is like this when he meets his father-in-law. In his father-in-law's house, he can neither sit nor stand.

Seeing Ye Beixuan's ugly expression, Ao Qin laughed and said, "Don't worry, my father is not here, and there is another important matter. I need your help this time."

"what's up?"

"It's about the Ancient Dragon Ball. This time you have to accompany me into the abyss."

(End of this chapter)