flstandardbreds Chapter 443 Prison
Chapter 443 Prison
However, they were not very familiar with Mrs. Ling. They just glanced at the two of them and then went to rest.
Although Luo Shan and Ling Wanran looked frail on the outside, their bodies were actually at the Mahayana stage. The two of them found a corner and began to rest.
Of course, to outsiders, these two people might seem to be resting, but Luo Shan was actually comprehending his previous state as a Confucian scholar.
If you want to integrate Confucianism into the Yin-Yang realm, you must use the Yin-Yang energies to achieve balance.
Luo Shan tried once but failed, but she was not in a hurry.
As the sky brightened, Luo Shan and Ling Wanran opened their eyes and saw the beggars in the abandoned house crawling up one by one, holding broken porcelain bowls in their hands and starting to leave.
"Luo...Xiao Luo, let's go too." Ling Wanran wanted to call him Fellow Daoist Luo, but fortunately she stopped herself in time.
The two men followed behind, having nothing to do anyway. They just put a bowl and squatted on the roadside. When someone threw two copper coins to them, they would shout "thank you".
Luo Shan and Ling Wanran were staying at the edge of an alley. The two of them lay sickly on the side, communicating about the sacrifice through telepathy.
There were only a few days left until the sacrifice. In the morning, Luo Shan heard the beggars discuss leaving Kyoto today and tomorrow and returning after the sacrifice was over.
After all, once you are caught and sacrificed alive, you will lose your life.
For them, a good death is worse than a miserable life. Even if they go hungry for nine meals in three days, they do not have the courage to commit suicide.
"Where did this stinky beggar come from? It's really unlucky."
Luo Shan and Ling Wanran were resting with their eyes closed when they sensed a malicious attack. They quickly rolled over and avoided the kick.
Luo Shan's face darkened as he looked at the arrogant man opposite him. He was about to stand up but was grabbed by Ling Wanran by his sleeve.
Luo Shan was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
"You still dare to hide?" The man kicked in the air and immediately became angry and embarrassed.
Just as he was about to kick him again, he saw two guards in officer uniforms walking quickly over, stopping the man and following him.
"It's almost priest time, and beatings are not allowed in the city."
At the same time, he took out a piece of yellow paper:
"From today on, no one in the city is allowed to leave the city until the priest is finished."
Luo Shan and Ling Wanran were taken to the prison. They frowned as they looked at the beggar in the cell.
The beggars in the cell were all wailing, and the depressing atmosphere was filled with crying. Luo Shan had to block out his ears, and only then did he feel better.
"How come it happened so suddenly earlier this year? I don't want to die yet."
"I heard that it was because the Imperial Master's Mansion was attacked not long ago, so in order to avoid any more trouble, it was brought forward."
Someone who knew the inside story whispered.
Ling Wanran listened to the wailing of these beggars and transmitted her message to Luo Shan with an expressionless face. The two looked at each other and decided to wait and see what happened.
This was Luo Shan's first time experiencing the feeling of being in prison. Apart from being a little noisy because there were too many people, there was no extra feeling.
Of course, what Luo Shan couldn't stand the most was the food in prison.
The porridge that could reflect his face and the black vegetable leaves made Luo San's face dark. He prepared himself mentally for a long time but still couldn't drink it.
Luo Shan thought of the spiritual food in the space of his ring, swallowed his saliva, reached into his sleeve, and a piece of spiritual rice cake appeared.
After handing a piece to Ling Wanran, he began to eat it happily.
It’s true that eating spiritual rice cake in a prison cell in the secular world has a unique flavor.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, this is the spiritual rice that I planted with the villagers in Jiuli. I buried ten top-grade spiritual stones in that field to produce spiritual rice of this quality."
Ling Wanran paused while eating the spiritual rice. She had a feeling that Brother Luo would say that a piece of spiritual rice was worth a piece of top-grade spiritual stone.
"Fellow Daoist Luo is truly amazing." Ling Wanran could only give him dry praise, but to be honest, ever since she had established her foundation and practiced fasting, she no longer cared much about food and drink.
“Fellow Daoist Luo, cultivators can practice fasting after they have established their foundation, but you…” It seems that Fellow Daoist Luo is different from most cultivators. He likes the food from the mortal world very much.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, what is the purpose of a cultivator seeking enlightenment?" Luo Shan understood what Ling Wanran meant and asked.
"Of course, it is to attain enlightenment and become an immortal, and live a free and easy life." Ling Wanran blurted out without hesitation.
"That's it." Luo San nodded. Since the purpose of becoming an immortal is to live a free and easy life, one should naturally enjoy what he should enjoy while practicing.
As Fellow Daoist Luo spoke, he took out a few large buns and handed them to Ling Wanran.
"Eat it. This bun tastes good. Although it is food from the mortal world, it also has a different flavor."
Luo Shan ate with relish. After thinking for a while, he took out a few more buns and said to the beggar on the other side.
"I have some buns here, would you like to try some?"
The beggars drank the porridge, but their stomachs were still rumbling with hunger. When they saw the buns coming from Luo San, they pounced on them like hungry wolves.
Luo Shan frowned, she now looked like a little girl of seven or eight years old, with a big white steamed bun in her arms, and there was an old woman next to her who was watching her with one foot in the room, so naturally no one took her seriously.
Luo Shan didn't expect that he was just being kind, but he was almost knocked down by this group of people.
There was a flash of anger in his eyes, and he punched out directly.
Seeing the small fist, naturally those people would not take it seriously. At this moment, they only have eyes for the big bun.
However, the fists, which they didn't care about at all, caused them to feel extremely painful when they touched their bodies. Their entire bodies fell backwards, and the pain in their stomachs was even worse where the force was applied.
After being beaten, everyone finally reacted and looked at Luo San in horror.
They didn't understand how a skinny girl of seven or eight years old could be so strong.
But soon, everyone's eyes fell on the buns.
"One for each person. If they are fighting..." Luo Shan said, and stomped his feet. A small footprint instantly appeared on the floor of the cell.
Everyone shuddered with fear and nodded repeatedly.
After Luo Shan distributed the buns, he said to these people: "Now we are all in trouble together. Do you know the reason for this living sacrifice?"
Since beggars are needed for living sacrifices, why are there so many beggars in the capital?
Luo Shan was a little confused and pricked up his ears to listen to these people start to explain the whole story.
It turned out that ten years ago, the royal tomb of Yue Kingdom suddenly collapsed, and the skeletons of several soldiers guarding the tomb inexplicably appeared in the tomb of the founding emperor.
Later, the national teacher discovered that a dragon appeared to the north of the imperial mausoleum. If people sacrificed to it, it would bless the prosperity of the Yue Kingdom. But if no sacrifice was made, the dragon would cause a flood and completely destroy the entire Yue Kingdom.
"Oh, then why doesn't the Imperial Master try to catch the dragon?" Luo Shan raised his eyebrows. Dragon? That's quite interesting.
"Of course they have fought, but the national teacher is no match for them, so they seek ten living people for sacrifice every year to ensure good weather for the Kingdom of Yue throughout the year." A beggar sighed.
"That's it..."
Luo Shan chuckled, “Jiaolong, Imperial Master, once we catch one, we can search its soul and find out the truth.”