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

Chapter 149: One Person, Three Shadows, Enemies Meet
Great evils often lurk in soft places, and deep hatred often comes from love.

After Jin Wanshan failed in his attempt to gain fame by selling his father, he began to engage in murder, arson, and robbery.

About sixteen years passed like this, and Jin Wanshan, who had been promoted to the incense master in the Tianxin Sect, returned to the capital again.

Jin Wanshan had not returned to his hometown for sixteen years and was filled with emotion. When he passed by Xishou Street, he did not see his mother, but saw a stranger family moving into his old house.

Jin Wanshan looked at the family of three. The man was dull, the woman was fierce, and there was a little kid with pigtails running back and forth at the door with a windmill in his hand.

Jin Wanshan, whose appearance had changed greatly after practicing martial arts for more than ten years, walked up and began to inquire about his family affairs.

The dull man was actually a good guy. He answered whatever he asked. After he finished asking, Jin Wanshan also understood what had happened in his family in the past few years.

Sixteen years ago, Carpenter Jin disappeared, and Jin Wanshan's crime was exposed, and he became a frequent visitor on the arrest warrants.

The Jin family was sealed off by the government, and Jin's mother was charged with a "false" crime for failing to educate her son and was sentenced to six months in prison as a punishment.

However, after two months in prison, Jin's mother was hanged on the way.

When Jin Wanshan learned about what happened at home, he was not sad. Instead, he smiled and bowed to the dull man to express his gratitude.

Before leaving home, the child running back and forth with a windmill waved to him and said hello.

After leaving the old house, his subordinates asked Master Jin Xiang, where to go next?
Master Jin Xiang said, go to the gambling house!
He hasn't been back for sixteen years, and the place where he gambled to death has always been a thorn in his heart.

Now that he has returned home, he must regain his former place!

In the gambling house, Jin Wanshan, who had made great progress in martial arts, had already aroused the dissatisfaction of the gambling house after winning just a few games in a row.

It was only then that Jin Wanshan realized that most of the casino dealers had martial arts skills.

In addition, there are also "Langtou", that is, shills dressed as gamblers. Whoever wins more money, these shills who are proficient in cheating or have quick eyes and hands will win back the gambler's money with interest.

It’s boring. Jin Wanshan really thinks it’s boring.

He used to find gambling fun, but today he finds it boring.

It's all a scam. Instead of doing this, it would be better for the two of them to draw lots to decide life and death. The winner lives and the loser dies. How interesting that would be!
After leaving the city gate and passing Xizhi Bridge, Jin Wanshan saw a fortune teller on the bridge. He suddenly realized, "I've killed people like a devil for the past sixteen years, but I haven't gambled again. Today is the first time I've won a bet in sixteen years!"

That evening, when Jin Wanshan was leaving Beijing, he passed by his home again. The child with pigtails was still playing at the door.

Jin Wanshan came up to him with a smile, flipped his palm and took out two copper coins.

"Kid, let me play a coin guessing game with you, what do you say?"

Jin Wanshan separated the two copper coins, held one in each hand in front of the child, and said, "Guess which hand the copper coin is in. If you guess correctly, I will give it to you."

The child, with snot bubbles in his nose, said happily, "A copper in each hand!"

"Ouch." Jin Wanshan laughed strangely, "You mean this whole thing? I don't even have a single copper coin in my hand!"

The child opened his eyes wide, looking at Jin Wanshan in disbelief as he spread out his hands. He saw that his palms, covered with calluses, were empty, without even a trace of a copper coin!

"If you lose, you must accept the punishment."

"What punishment?" The child was confused.

"A child who loses the bet has no parents to love him."

Jin Wanshan seemed to be talking about himself, and also about the child. The sunset that evening was very red, the child's home was also very red, and the yard was covered with blood.
In the coroner's shop, Xu Qing pondered for a while the limitations of the death betting technique. For ordinary people, this technique was just a game of gambling and luck, except that the referee who decided the winner was replaced by God.

If you win, you live; if you lose, you die. You can’t deny it even if you want to.

But then again, who would have nothing better to do than gamble their life or death? If one side is stronger, why would they gamble with you? They could just go ahead and fight.

After thinking about it, Xu Qing felt that perhaps only two people with equal strength, both desperately wanting the other's life but unable to do anything about it, would use this kind of spell.

"If a living person loses the bet, he will die. What if a dead person participates in the bet?"

A zombie can lose countless times, but only needs to win once.
Xu Qing's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head. This gambling technique had too many limitations, and it was not easy to get others to participate.

Well, this is another skill that warehouse managers forget about.

In the room full of corpses, Xu Qing's gaze shifted from Jin Wanshan's body to Ling Yangzi.

Speaking of which, this was not the first time Ling Yangzi from the Tianshi Mansion and Jin Wanshan from the Tianjin Gang met.

Fourteen years ago, Ling Yangzi met Jin Wanshan at the Jin family's old house on Xishou Street.

At that time, Ling Yangzi was still a child running around with a windmill in his hand.

Later, Jin Wanshan took two copper coins and coaxed him to guess the bet. It was because of the wrong answer that time that Ling Yangzi lost his parents.

At that time, the bloodstains in the yard were brighter than the fiery clouds in the sky, and the dazzling blood reflected the back of Jin Wanshan as he left with a knife.

From that time on, Ling Yangzi was deeply impressed.

When the neighbors heard the noise, they came over one by one to ask what was going on.

But once they entered the room and saw the brutal scene, everyone was stunned.

Only Ling Yangzi stood blankly in a pool of blood, neither crying nor making a fuss, just staring at the door.

Later, the government officials came and asked Ling Yangzi if he remembered the murderer's appearance.

A child in his early ten years old, who was already inexperienced and now under stress, how could he answer fluently?

"I don't remember. I don't remember anything."

Ling Yangzi knew nothing about anything, and the government was helpless, so they finally listed the case as an unsolved case.

The neighbors on the street felt sorry for Ling Yangzi because he was still so young, so they helped to take care of the funeral arrangements for the child's parents.

Uncle Shan, who lives next door, is a kindhearted man. He said to Ling Yangzi, "My child, from now on you are alone, you have to learn to take care of yourself. Of course, your neighbors have watched you grow up. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just tell us. As long as it is within our ability, uncles and aunts will still love you."

Ling Yangzi was a child at heart and didn't understand polite words from adults. He immediately asked, "Okay, then can I come to your house for dinner in the future?"

"That can't be done!"

Uncle Shan answered very straightforwardly.

As if feeling that his words were too hurtful to the child, the old man thought for a moment and sighed, "Child, it's not that I'm unsympathetic, it's just that everyone's life is difficult. Look at the neighbors around you, every family has only one room and half a kang, and they all have children, so how can they raise another one?"

"Uncle Shan, please teach me what I should do in the future."

Uncle Shan shook his head and said, "Kid, you have to figure it out on your own. I can only tell you one thing." "Uncle, you talk, I'm listening."

"From now on, no matter whether it's sweet or bitter, you have to bear it. No one will bear it for you, no matter whether it's a blessing or a sin. You are like a child without a father or a mother. You can only walk your own path in the future."

Ling Yangzi didn't quite understand what he was saying, so he hurried over to ask, "Sir, could you please explain it in more detail? How should I get there?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Shan pointed toward the west gate and said, "There are many beggars in the capital. The government doesn't see them at ordinary times, but when it's mealtime, they always show up in the capital and ask for food."

"These little beggars are very shameless and difficult to deal with because they also have no parents. If I hadn't been so persistent, they would have starved to death on the streets."

After experiencing ups and downs, people often make some changes after hearing some words or encountering some things.

It was from this time that Ling Yangzi learned to be thick-skinned and persistent.

The beggars in the capital are also divided into high and low. The beggars at the city gate look down on those at the four main streets, and those at the four main streets look down on those at the city gate.
Ling Yangzi was a stranger from outside the city. He was not familiar with everyone and was beaten whether he begged for food or not.

There was no other way, so he went to find other ways to make a living.

It just so happened that there were some street stuntmen who performed tricks, such as boxing and gun dancing, breaking stones with their chests, and performing magic tricks and monkey shows. There was nothing that was not seen on the streets, only things you had not seen before.

Ling Yangzi was thinking about making money from this thing!
People would go to that station, shout a few times, take a look, and the copper coins would fall into their pockets with a clang.

Ling Yangzi did what he said. He tucked the hem of his clothes into his waistband and started practicing Turtle Fist on the street.

"Go away! Where did you come from, beggar? Don't delay my business!"

"This is not your street. Why should I leave? It's you who should leave." Ling Yangzi stiffened his neck and refused to leave no matter what.

A businessman nearby came out and said, "You're interfering with people doing business. It's a good thing we didn't hit you. If you don't leave, we'll definitely call the police to arrest you!"

Children are different from adults. When they hear the word "official", they are really scared.

Ling Yangzi walked out of the city with an empty stomach, intending to return home, tighten his belt to get through the night, and then go out to make a living tomorrow.

As they walked, they arrived at the city gate. Ling Yangzi saw a Taoist priest standing at the gate, with gatekeepers serving him respectfully.

"Master Lu, you've been doing this for a whole day. Why don't you take a break and let us take care of it for you?"

Master Lu Tianshi was holding a treasure mirror in his hand, shining it back and forth on the various passers-by at the city gate.

Hearing the words of the official, Lu Tianshi had an idea. Just as he was about to hand over the treasure mirror, he took a glance and saw that the person he was looking for was reflected in the mirror.

Master Lu Tian was afraid that he had seen it wrong, so when the man came to him, he grabbed his arm, picked up the treasure mirror and took a lot of photos.

As Ling Yangzi just walked out of the city gate, he saw this Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was holding a rusty and broken mirror in his hand. He would look at anyone he caught, as if there was something wrong with him.

Seeing the Taoist reaching out to pull him aside, Ling Yangzi wanted to break free, but found that the old Taoist was stronger than anyone else!
"What do you want to do? I'm not someone you can mess with. If you mess with me, I'll go to your house and eat and drink your food every day."

When the old Taoist heard this, he was immediately happy.

"Okay, okay, then you can follow me. From now on, all your food and drink expenses will be charged to me."

Ling Yangzi was confused, but the gatekeeper next to him was surprised and said, "Old Heavenly Master, has he found the three shadows?"

Master Lu Tianshi smiled and said, "I have been searching for this spirit boy for many years. Now that I have found the spirit boy with three shadows, all my efforts are worthwhile."

There were three shadows. Ling Yangzi looked down at his own shadow.

Are you bullying him because he doesn't know how to count?

Tianshi Lu seemed to see Ling Yangzi's doubts, so he moved the mirror in his hand in front of him and said, "Look, this is the treasure of my Tianshi Mansion. In the past, I relied on it to find spiritual children. As long as someone looks into this mirror, if there are two shadows, they are the true disciples of my Tianshi Mansion. If there are three shadows, they are spiritual children. They have the opportunity to become Tianshi in the future."

Ling Yangzi took a look and saw that there were indeed three figures of himself in the mirror.

"Can the Heavenly Master have enough to eat?"

"Yes, if you become a Heavenly Master, you can not only have enough food to eat, but you can also become a god!"

"Become a god," Ling Yangzi said with anticipation, "If I become a god, won't I be able to cast a spell to resurrect my parents?"

"That can't be done!"

Master Lu Tianshi said: "Now that you have parents, you no longer have these three shadows. Without shadows, you cannot become a god."

Ling Yangzi was confused by what he heard, but he understood one thing: even if he became a heavenly master or an immortal, he could not save his parents or redeem the mistakes he had made.

Just like that, Ling Yangzi followed Lu Tianshi to the Tianshi Mansion.

In the days that followed, Master Lu Tianshi gave him a Taoist name, Lingyangzi.

Crows fly and rabbits run, the mind arises and disappears.

Ling Yangzi studied Taoism and in less than fourteen years, he had achieved considerable Taoist skills.

There's just one bad thing about this guy, which is that he's moody and does things to any end.

People say that enemies often meet on a narrow road. In order to make further progress in the field of puppetry, Ling Yangzi went to Long Engui to ask for the Yin Gold item.

The two of them went around and around and finally arrived at Linhe. It was at this time that Ling Yangzi met his enemy Jin Wanshan again.

Ling Yangzi recognized Jin Wanshan, but the other party did not recognize him.

Logically, Ling Yangzi should have killed his enemy and avenged his parents, but he didn't.

It was just because the Jin Wanshan that Long Engui found for him happened to be the person who could find the Yin gold burial money for him.

He wants to kill people and he also wants things. What should I do?
After a little thought, Ling Yangzi came up with an idea that would satisfy both parties.

That is to let Jin Wanshan find enough goods for him, and then carry out the plan of getting rid of him after he has served his purpose!

However, Ling Yangzi did not expect that Jin Wanshan robbed goods that he should not have robbed and offended evil people that he should not have provoked.

In the coroner's shop, Xu Qing looked at the bodies of the two enemies and was deeply moved.

Since you two brothers are so destined to be together, I will bury you together. If you go to the underworld, just remember to give me a good review!
After collecting the two bodies, Xu Qing then performed rituals to liberate the bodies of the members of the Jinmen Gang one by one.

Although the quality of these corpses is slightly inferior, they are in large quantities. Just from the process of salvation, Xu Qingguang can eat all the powerful pills he obtained as candy beans!
In addition to making elixirs, Xu Qing also knows a lot of miscellaneous skills.

Things like threading copper coins into oil, weaving baskets, patching roof leaks, swallowing needles and knives, etc. are all common folk skills in the world.

(End of this chapter)