I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 136 The line in the hands of a loving mother

Just as the saying goes, "One rice raises a hundred different people." Children raised by the same mother also have different personalities.

Even if it is a tiger, it has its differences.

It is impossible to describe the issues here in a few words, just as people often say that things are black and white, and people are good and evil, but some things are not so clear.

You can't say Guan Xiaohu was wrong when he brought the dead baby to repay Guan Huapo for raising him; and you can't say Guan Huapo was right when she drove her adopted son out of the house for repaying her kindness.

These contradictory things are like tangled balls of thread in a sewing basket, which are difficult to sort out and explain.

Xu Qing shook his head slightly. No matter what the process was, Guan Xiaohu had gone astray and made an irreparable mistake.

Now that Guan Huapo's body has been liberated, the Sutra of Deliverance also gives a corresponding evaluation of the body: top grade earth.

The reward was a needlework skill called mother-and-child needlework, and a mourning stick called the filial son stick.

The mother-and-child needlework can give broken objects new life and mend a broken mirror. It is no longer a simple technique or craft in the secular world, but a technique that is close to the Tao and the art is close to the divine.

The filial son's stick is a mourning stick made of hibiscus wood.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas states that there is a Fusang tree on Tanggu, where the ten suns bathe, and it is located to the north of Heichi.

The Fusang tree grows in Tanggu and is an important medium connecting the divine world, the human world and the underworld. Some say it is the connecting gate between the divine world, the human world and the underworld.

According to legend, in ancient times, a great wizard stood on the tree and shot down the sun, breaking the Fusang tree. Since then, the three realms of humans, gods and the underworld have been completely separated and unable to communicate with each other.

Therefore, the hibiscus tree is also called the sky-reaching tree or the sky-reaching mother tree.

The reason why it is called the Mother Tree is because there were originally ten suns bathing in Tanggu, nine of which were on the lower branches and one on the upper branch.

The Fusang tree regarded the ten suns as its adopted sons. When the ten suns fell and only one remained, the Fusang tree became a mourning tree.

There is nothing more sorrowful than the sorrow of a son’s death and one’s own death.

But even so, the hibiscus tree still retains its warmth, and if people get close to it, they will not be afraid of the cold.

The filial piety stick that Xu Qing obtained now also has the property of resisting cold.

In addition, this mourning staff has another function, which is to awaken the children's memories of their biological mother and adoptive mother.

As the old saying goes, a good son is born under the stick.

If the filial son stick is hit on a person, it can also shock the mind, making the person feel as if he is seeing his parents, and reminding him of his childhood.

However, this stick also has a disadvantage, which is that it is ineffective against orphans.

After Xu Qing learned about the function of the mourning stick, his expression became extremely strange.

What would happen if he used this stick to whip his opponent during a fight?
It should be noted that the most taboo during a fight is distraction, and this mourning staff has the effect of affecting the mind. If used properly, it will definitely be a powerful weapon for teaching and educating people.

At three o'clock in the morning, the rain outside the temple gradually subsided. Xu Qing glanced at Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang, and saw that they were still quietly guarding the casket. He then silently walked to the hole in the wall and took out the mother-and-child needle set rewarded by the Sutra of Salvation.

The mother-and-child needle system consists of a three-inch long mother needle and several small needles.

Xu Qing picked up the silk thread used to sew up the corpse and began to work on the wall of the incense hall with a big hole in it.

He used needle and thread to pick up the scattered bricks and debris and sewed them together one by one. The rustling sound was like termites gnawing at a dam. The big man in yellow clothes in front of the coffin heard the sound and looked sideways. When he saw Xu Qing repairing the hole in the wall, the big man was surprised, but didn't think much about it.

Humans are naturally clever and are not only good at fortification skills, but also at building houses and repairing them. These are things that these alien species lack. However, this is the first time it has encountered someone who can use needle and thread to mend holes in the wall.

Guan Dazhuang looked for a while and then looked away.

The sight of Xu Qing sewing brought back memories of her godmother sewing when she was alive.
On the outer wall of the incense hall, the hole created by Guan Xiaohu's collision was shrinking and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Qing was focused and his movements became more and more skillful. When the incense and candles in the mourning hall were about to burn out, the damaged wall of the incense hall had been stitched up by him.

Although it is impossible to sew up the putty wall plaster, being able to sew up the bricks and stones in the wall hole in front of you completely is not something that can be achieved by ordinary techniques.

Looking at his masterpiece, Xu Qing felt happy. The mother-and-child needle can sew everything, which is undoubtedly a huge improvement to his funeral business capabilities.

After all, in addition to the embalming and sewing business, the coroner's shop also provides after-sales services for burial and funeral. If someone's tombstone or coffin is cracked or damaged due to natural disasters or man-made disasters in the future, he can use this set of needlework to repair it.

After sewing the wall, Xu Qing looked around eagerly, just like a child who had just learned how to use a slingshot and wanted to try everything.

When his eyes fell on Guan Dazhuang, Xu Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

The big man who was resting with his eyes closed felt a chill on the back of his neck. He opened his eyes and saw Xu Qing staring at him with a kind face.

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In a trance, it thought that the godmother's soul had returned.

"Da Zhuang, does your injury still hurt?"

Xu Qing spoke in an unusually calm tone, as if he was looking at his own cat.

Guan Dazhuang didn't know what the young man in front of him was going to do. He only saw the young man replace the incense and candles in front of the coffin with new ones, then took out the needle and thread, and came to him with a motherly smile.

"Da Zhuang, come here, I will help you sew up your wound."

"I dare not trouble you, sir. I don't feel any pain at all!"

For some reason, Guan Dazhuang felt a chill in his heart when he looked at the needle and thread in the young man's hand.

"That won't do. Even if it doesn't hurt, you have to sew the wound properly. Dazhuang, you don't want the old lady's spirit in heaven to see you not cherishing your body, do you?"

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Guan Dazhuang was about to refuse when Sun Erzhuang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Sir, you are a capable man. Brother Guan, why don't you let me have a look?"

The words "Brother Guan" made the eight-foot tall man stand there in a daze.

The next moment, the stunned man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. He looked carefully and found that Xu Qing had already pierced the needle and thread into the flesh on his chest.

"Don't move, it'll be fine in a moment."

Xu Qing's needle and thread flew, and the needle jumped back and forth on his fingers, like a bee or butterfly flying among flowers. The hideous wounds torn by the tiger's claws were closing up quickly.

Guan Dazhuang was sweating coldly. He had not taken any anesthetics, and now the needles and threads were actually going back and forth on his body.

I don’t know how many stitches he had to sew, but when the incense and candles were about to burn out again, Xu Qing finally sewed the last stitch.

"Take a look at it. If you think the sewing is not good enough, I will rework it for you."

"No, no! Your craftsmanship is superb, and the sewing is excellent. I am very satisfied!"

Guan Dazhuang quickly refused and then reached out to touch his chest.

The claw marks that had once been hideous and crisscrossed were now as smooth as new, without even a trace of thread or scar. As Xu Qing put away his needle and thread, he also put a handful of tiger hair he had plucked into his sleeve pocket.

"As long as you are satisfied, by the way, your legs."

Xu Qing looked at Guan Dazhuang's lame leg and said eagerly, "Is the bone broken? How about I help you sew it up?"

Guan Dazhuang's eyes widened as he wondered how to sew up the broken leg. Should he drill holes in the bones and then stitch them together with needle and thread?
"I'm sorry to trouble you, sir. My leg is just slightly bumped and scraped. It's nothing serious!"

"Is it really okay?"

Guan Dazhuang stood up and jumped back and forth in front of Xu Qing.

"Look, sir, there's really nothing wrong!"

When Xu Qing looked away, Guan Dazhuang's forced smile disappeared, and he began to grit his teeth and gasp.

The reason is simple: leg pain!
At night, Fatty Sun fell asleep while leaning against the coffin while keeping vigil. We don’t know where he got so sleepy from.

Xu Qing shook his head helplessly. This fat man must have been mentally strained after going through so many misfortunes. It was a good thing that he could fall asleep now. If he was too sad and stressed, it would be bad.

After thinking about it, Xu Qing took out a stick of incense and inserted it in front of the fat man's head, and then took out the filial piety stick. Once the hibiscus wood appeared, it dispelled the chill of the rainy night.

Seeing that the fat man was soundly asleep, Xu Qing turned to look at Guan Dazhuang.

"Da Zhuang, can I ask you something?"

"Sir, please ask me anything you want to know. If it's something I know, I'll tell you everything I know."

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself, then I'll just ask casually!
"Da Zhuang, let me ask you, was Er Zhuang really abandoned in the Mountain Monarch Temple?"

Guan Dazhuang's body trembled, and he laughed dryly, "Why do you say that, sir?"

Seeing the big man like this, Xu Qing already had the answer.

"You said before that you found Guan Xiaohu in the wild valley and secretly brought him back to Guan Huapo's home. If you do it once, there will be a second time. If you are so skilled at doing this, you must be a habitual offender!"

In the revolving lantern, Guan Huapo once asked Guan Dazhuang to chase after Sun Erzhuang's parents who had abandoned him, but the tiger turned around and said that Sun Erzhuang's parents had both jumped into the ravine and died.

There is no such compact thing in this world!
How could a parent who was fleeing a disaster, having just abandoned their child, have the time and energy to run so far and jump into a mountain stream to commit suicide?

Even if you ride a horse and rush to reincarnate, it won’t be that fast!

Combined with the fact that Guan Dazhuang later took Guan Xiaohu to the sheep pen, it is possible that the child was brought back by this big man.

Xu Qing knew that some pets raised by humans liked to bring things home. The tiger in front of him, which grew up with Guan Huapo, might have this habit.

Guan Dazhuang felt a little guilty when he heard this and said, "My godmother is a human being after all. Even if I am filial, I can't serve her as attentively as a human descendant. When my godmother gets old, she will definitely need someone to take care of her."

"So this is why you brought Erzhuang home?"

Guan Dazhuang looked embarrassed, like a child caught in the act by his elders.

"Let me ask you again, when you were holding Erzhuang, where were his biological parents? Wasn't he abandoned?"

Xu Qing held the filial piety stick in his hand, with a serious expression, just like a teacher in a school.

"Er Zhuang was not abandoned."

"Hmm?" Xu Qing's brows twitched, and the filial son stick in his hand was already ready to move.

Guan Dazhuang didn't know why, but he felt uneasy. He looked up at Xu Qing and forced a slightly flattering smile.

"Sir, don't overthink it. There's something else behind this."

Sun Erzhuang was still snoring in the Tiger Temple. After listening to Guan Dazhuang's story, Xu Qing suddenly realized.

It turned out that Sun Erzhuang was not abandoned by his parents. Instead, when his parents moved their family, they encountered bandits on the road. Guan Dazhuang passed by this place while patrolling the mountains. At that time, the bandits had killed all the men in the caravan, leaving only some women behind.

Guan Dazhuang has been taught by Guan Huapo since he was young, and he has already learned the difference between good and evil.

When he saw what the bandits were doing, he became furious and stepped forward to punish them.

A tiger has its own power, but a demon tiger is even more powerful. As soon as Guan Dazhuang appeared, he roared and the bandits were frightened to death. The rest of the bandits who looked powerful but were actually weak were no match for Guan Dazhuang.

After dealing with the bandits, Guan Dazhuang turned back to the miserable convoy and saw a woman holding a knife and trying to stab the swaddling clothes on the ground.

Guan Dazhuang spoke in human language and asked the woman why she wanted to kill the baby.

The woman saw the tiger speak without a trace of fear. She said in despair, "My husband is dead, and now I am a woman. I cannot bring my child across a thousand miles. Since I am going to die anyway, I might as well end it now and save my child from suffering in vain."

Guan Dazhuang was shocked. Even a tiger would not eat its own cubs. Even a leopard was at most abandoned by its mother. How could there be someone in the world who would want to kill his own child?
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm here today, so don't even think about hurting this kid!"

Guan Dazhuang was agile and took advantage of the woman's distraction to carry the child away.

When the woman saw the tiger carrying the child away, she laughed out loud.

Guan Dazhuang didn't understand what she meant. He turned around and saw the woman holding the knife across her neck and slashing it.

Not to mention Guan Dazhuang, the tiger, even if an ordinary person saw this, he would be shocked for a long time and might even suffer from a psychological trauma.

Guan Dazhuang was stunned for a long time until the child in his mouth started crying, then he reacted.

Someone has to raise the child. After thinking about it, Guan Dazhuang thought of Guan Huapo, but he didn't dare to take the child back.

If it were to take the child back in front of the godmother, what would it say when the godmother asked about the child's background?
Could it be that he killed the bandits and witnessed the baby's mother committing suicide but failed to save her?
Guan Dazhuang didn't dare tell his godmother that he had killed someone, even if the other person was an unforgivable desperado.

After much thought, the safest method was to throw the baby in front of the temple and pretend that it was an abandoned baby.

After hearing these things, Xu Qing's eyes changed when he looked at Guan Dazhuang.

This man with thick eyebrows and big eyes has done a lot of things secretly!

Guan Dazhuang sighed, "People say that everything happens because of cause and effect. I didn't quite understand it before, but now I think most of these things are caused by me."

Xu Qing laughed and said, "Let's not talk about how capable you are. Just talking about the future, who dares to say that they can predict it accurately? Just live by your own thoughts. Why think about so much?"

Guan Dazhuang shook his head and sighed again. After a moment, he suddenly asked, "Sir, may I ask what you plan to do with the corpse of that evil beast?"

The evil beast must be referring to Guan Xiaohu's corpse.

Xu Qing smiled faintly: "I am Mr. Funeral, you can rest assured to leave the funeral matters to me, I will definitely make sure it dies in a proper way."

The three transformations of Fu Shi include fire zombie, black zombie and hairy zombie. Right now he already has smoldering fire and uncertain black water, only the hairy zombie lacks the treasure to cultivate.

Hairy zombies are native to the mountains and forests, and Guan Xiaohu happens to be a furry and horned mountain monster, so he can be put to good use and help him practice.

(End of this chapter)