vstars Chapter 852: The Sign of Decline
Chapter 852: The Sign of Decline
Wu Haitang and Zhou Tian's house was an earthen house, built with yellow mud and bricks. There was a wooden fence outside the house. They grew some vegetables and fruits, and their life was difficult, but they were self-sufficient.
Zhou Tian was bedridden and could hardly get up, while Wu Haitang lost all his cultivation and became a mortal. The two were once a couple of gods, which made people very envious. But now their family is penniless and in tatters, which makes people sigh.
Wu Haitang brought the food quickly. There were meat and vegetables, and the rice was full and round, with steam floating on it, which made people hungry. When Wu Haitang first met Li Changxiao, she felt embarrassed and inferior, but after a period of contact, she felt that she had overthought and misunderstood Li Changxiao. She regretted it for a while. After Zhou Tian got sick, she looked for doctors everywhere. From ordinary doctors to immortal doctors, ordinary doctors charged very high prices, but they were of little use. Immortal doctors were stingy. They were fine with sitting down to drink and chat, but it was really difficult to ask them to help.
Wu Haitang had no bargaining chips and was living a miserable life. She never thought that the passerby whom she had met once before, whom she even looked down upon, would lend a helping hand without hesitation. This thought made her feel ashamed and happy. Thinking of Li Changxiao's love of drinking, she said, "Brother Li, wait a moment. I have a jar of good wine buried in the backyard." She hurried into the backyard.
Li Changxiao saw that she was living in poverty and wanted to say that it was unnecessary, as he was not a picky person. But he did not want to disappoint the other party's kindness, so he nodded in the end. A jar of aged wine was brought to the table, and Wu Haitang said, "My husband Zhou Tian is also a wine lover. He had hidden a lot of good wine before, but unfortunately all of it was sold out. There are only a few jars left, and they have been buried in the ground for too long, and I almost forgot about them. If I forget, it would be really bad. Isn't it a waste of good wine to hide it in the ground?"
When he opened the wine jar, he could smell a rich aroma. Li Changxiao's appetite was aroused, and he found that this was "yellow fruit wine", a special wine of Lingtianzhou. It was not difficult to brew this wine, and the older it was, the more fragrant it was. The oldest wine Li Changxiao had tasted was only a hundred years old.
But when you smell the aroma of this jar of wine, it is so mellow and long-lasting, I am afraid it is a thousand years old. Li Changxiao was really surprised: "Sister Haitang, this wine is a great honor, and it is more than enough to exchange for your husband's safety." Wu Haitang said: "Everyone has to be reasonable. When I take out this wine, unreasonable people will not be cured, but the wine will be kept." It is obvious that she has encountered many such things.
Wu Haitang had no interest in alcohol, so he just treated it as a drinking companion. He filled the bowls, and the two of them took a bite of food and a sip of wine, enjoying the meal. Li Changxiao asked Wu Haitang about his experience and why he got sick.
Wu Haitang drank the wine and finished his story. It turned out that after seeking reform for more than 400 years, Wu Haitang and Zhou Tian's lifespans were almost exhausted, and only their natural lifespans were left. At that time, they knew that reform was hopeless, and they no longer sought reform, but only wanted to spend the rest of their lives in peace. So they became "husband and wife" from "Daoist companions".
From then on, they became an ordinary couple. From that time on, although their life span was not long, they had cultivated themselves and their appearance was as good as new. They lived a very carefree life. They just needed to be careful and calm in dealing with the world. They rarely encountered problems that they could not solve.
After living like this for ten years, the two of them felt that this kind of life was quite interesting and they couldn't help laughing at the reformers in their hearts. They were so busy and busy, but in the end it was all for nothing, and they didn't know why. Later, the two of them met someone.
The man was tall and wrapped in a black robe. When he saw the two, he suddenly told them that he had a way to prolong their lives. The prerequisite was that the two of them would become mortals.
Although Wu Haitang and Zhou Tian were reluctant to give up their cultivation, the comfortable life of more than ten years had made them forget about triage. They thought that if they could continue to live a stable life, what difference would it make whether they had cultivation or not? So they agreed to the man's request.
The two spent the night together.
His cultivation was indeed gone, but his life span increased by 300 years. He became a mortal. Even if his Heavenly Hands were high, he would age over time. His appearance gradually faded. At first, the two were still immersed in joy.
After that, I couldn't help worrying about gains and losses. Whenever I encountered something difficult to solve, I always thought: "If only I still had some cultivation." I felt extremely helpless.
Wu Haitang spoke her heart out: "If I had known this day would come, I... Zhou Lang and I would not have exchanged our life spans even if we were already old and dead." At this point, she could not help but have a question in her mind. When she first met Li Changxiao, she had a hunch that their cultivation was similar. Why didn't Li Changxiao age? But she quickly suppressed her doubts, thinking that she had already become a mortal, so how could she dare to ask Taiqing about the affairs of the immortals.
On the bed, he said, "Sister Hai... this is my fault." Zhou Tian had already woken up, and the anger on his face was gone. Wu Haitang said, "Ah! Zhou Lang, are you awake?" Then his eyes turned red: "You... you won't scold me anymore?"
Zhou Tian slapped himself twice: "How could I bear to scold you? I understand everything. It's my fault that I'm useless and caused you to fall into this state." Wu Haitang hurried over. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, hugged each other and cried, feeling both happy and sad.
Li Changxiao wisely took a plate of beef and a jar of good wine, went out, squatted on the muddy ground, and ate meat and drank wine. After the two of them were passionate and lingering, opened their hearts, and told each other their true feelings, he returned to the house to treat Zhou Tian.
Zhou Tian's legs were shrunken, almost skin and bones. It was this disease that made it difficult for him to get out of bed, and he complained about himself and became a useless person. Li Chang laughed and said, "This is a sign of natural decline." Feeling his pulse, he found that his internal organs and limbs were all showing signs of decline.
This is a terminal illness, extremely difficult to treat. After Zhao Qing dispersed his Dao, he had similar symptoms. But later, he found the Dao again and recovered his Dao fruit. This disease did not need treatment and he recovered naturally.
Li Changxiao thought about Zhou Tian's experience and his symptoms, which made sense. Li Changxiao thought, "I was powerless to cure Zhao Qing's illness at that time. It was because she was more skilled in Taoism and I was less skilled in Taoism. Since I am more skilled in Taoism and Zhou Tian is less skilled in Taoism, I may be able to reverse the situation, but it may not be a good thing. For people with bad luck, disasters, misfortunes and diseases will come to them constantly. I will help you to the end and cure you all at once. You can live the rest of your life in an ordinary way."
Using hand-kneading techniques and silver needles to prick the body, Zhou Tian pretended to be dead and deceived the heavens, delaying the decline of the day until after the end of his life. In this way, the disease was cured and no future troubles were caused.
Zhou Tian immediately felt different, a warm current running through his body, an indescribable sense of comfort.