Chapter 8 Story of the Old Man

Luoyue Lake is located in the east of the north gate of Anyang City, and soon Han Rui came to Luoyue Lake.

When Han Rui arrived at Luoyue Lake, an old man with gray hair and ragged clothes came slowly towards Han Rui.

"Come here and listen to me tell a story first." The old man ignored Han Rui's reaction and directly asked him to listen to himself.

Although he felt strange, he knew who he was from the beginning, and said that he had experience to do it for himself, and mentioned that there were some rewards for himself. Han Rui still felt that he listened to the old man.

"A long time ago, the war between gods and demons was not broken, and the sky fell to the northwest and the earth fell to the southwest. Lady Nuwa did not want all living beings to be ruined, so she refined the five-color fairy stone to make up for the leakage of the sky and save the vicissitudes of the world. So far, ghosts, monsters, spirits, spirits and people in the world have flourished and survived in the world. The five-color fairy stone is born from the illusion of the aura of heaven and earth. Its power is extremely magical. Because it has the effect of making up for the leakage of the sky, it also has a unique effect on the practice of the method of crossing immortals. Therefore, both demons and the world ignore other snatching. In recent days, the movement of demons has become more and more frequent, and there will be an unprecedented catastrophe in the world of cultivation. Han Rui, are you willing to sacrifice yourself to resolve this catastrophe?

I didn't expect that what the old man said was a fairy stone legend that has been circulating for a long time. Whether the fairy stone fell to the ground or not, no one has yet known that the old man actually mentioned this matter and said the catastrophe of the mongo. Not to mention whether the cultivation world will survive when the catastrophe comes, even if it really happens at that time, and it can't help anything with your own cultivation. And the old man actually asked himself if he was willing to sacrifice himself to solve some catastrophe. Is there something wrong with this old man's brain?

He doubted the old man's spirit in his heart, and Han Rui did not say anything, but looked at him quietly.

"I knew that you wouldn't believe what I said. Well, I'll tell you a few things. If I'm right, you have to help me do one thing, how about that?

When the old man saw Han Rui's face of doubt, he brushed his beard and said to Han Rui with a smile.

"Okay, if you're right, as long as you don't violate justice, I'm willing to do something for you." Han Rui saw what the old man said and vowed that there was nothing important to do anyway. He simply stayed with the old man for a while to see what tricks the old man could play.

"Don't worry, I won't play any tricks. What I want to talk about is the reason why you came here." The old man smiled again and looked at Han Rui.

Han Rui was shocked. He didn't expect that the old man who looked plain and dressed in dilapidated clothes knew what he was thinking.

"Young people can't look good. Although I'm shabby, how do you know I don't have the ability? Well, it's useless to say more. I'll just talk about the reason why you came here.

Then, the old man gave a rough talk about Han Rui's cultivation, broke Shang Yu's beloved vase and was "expelled" from the universe. The content was almost the same as the truth.

This time, Han Rui was completely shocked by the old man. Under the ordinary appearance, the old man must have hidden something. He was familiar with his own affairs and hurriedly bowed to the old man.

"How offensive the younger generation is, and I hope the elders will forgive me. Although Han Rui's cultivation is very low, as long as there is a need, the younger generation will do his best. I don't know what happened to what the senior just said about me to do something?"

"Ha, it's very simple. There is a letter here. You took Han Chuang Han in Anyang City for me and told him that it was entrusted by the old man to tell the story by the falling moon lake. He will naturally tell you what to do." The old man finished and handed Han Rui a letter.

After Han Rui took the letter and put it in his arms, he said goodbye to the old man and left the falling moon lake.

I learned from the innmate that Han Chuang is a famous hero in Anyang City. He once killed a fierce tiger outside Anyang City on his own to remove a major disaster for the people of Anyang. Since then, he has had a great reputation in Anyang City.

Han Chuang's house is located in the southwest corner of Anyang City. After several inquires, it didn't take much time, so Han Rui came to Han Chuang's house.

As soon as he entered Han's house, he saw a middle-aged man dressed in gray and hurried out of the house. Han Rui raised his hand to salute,

"Do you dare to ask if it is Han Chuang Han Hero? Han Rui, entrusted by the old man by Luoyue Lake, came to ask you something important to ask.

"Yes, I'm Han Chuang. I happen to have something urgent and need your help. My wife has just gone to do business outside the city. She should be home now, but I haven't seen her for a long time. Please help me find it near the North Gate.

The man in gray answered and admitted that he was Han Chuang. He was not polite and directly asked Han Rui to help him find his wife.

Han Rui's face was foggy, and he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the Han Chuang hero that the old man had asked himself to find. The man in front of him has no sense of heroism, whether it is speaking or demeanor. However, seeing the other party's hurried tone, the other party said that it was Han Chuang, so he had to agree, so he said goodbye to Han Chuang and hurried to the north gate of Anyang City.

I searched near the north gate for a moment and found a woman crying next to the willow tree by the river. The appearance and clothes were very similar to what Han Chuang explained, so he came forward and said to the woman,

"Do you dare to ask if you are Mrs. Han? Han Chuang asked me to come here to look for his wife.

The woman looked up at Han Rui and didn't cry.

"Yes, it's me. The damn Han Chuang didn't come here to pick me up by himself to find a laborer. However, since you are here, you should quickly go to Panshan Road outside the city to look for the thief. As soon as I passed by, the wicked man robbed me of money and satin. The satin is ready to make new clothes.

Listening to the woman's constant chatter, Han Rui quickly interrupted, shook his head, and hurriedly looked for the thief who took away her money and silk to the place she said.

Although he is a bully who usually blocks the way, it is their bad luck to meet practitioners like Han Rui. Han Rui didn't make many moves, and even didn't even use magic. The bully knelt down and begged for mercy and handed over the money and silk robbed from Mrs. Han.

Back to the north gate with money and silk, Mrs. Han was still by the river. Not only did she not cry just now, but Mrs. Han also sat next to the willow tree, humming a little song and looking at the river. She couldn't see that she had been robbed at all. Seeing that Han Rui regained the finance, he didn't thank him or even have a good tone.

"It's really slow. After waiting for such a long time, you go back and tell Han Chuang that I still have to wander around here. Don't rush home and tell him that dinner should be ready before I go back, otherwise he won't have good fruit to eat." After leaving the words behind, he took the finance and ignored Han Rui and strolled around alone.

"This Korean hero is more special, and his wife is even more special. She didn't say a word of thanks for her help, and he also thought I was an errand boy to send her a message. How did the Korean hero fall to the ground?" Although he was very suspicious, he was convinced of the old man's words in the story. .

Anyway, there is nothing important at this time. Just help spread the message. Anyway, you have to ask Han Chuang something.

When he arrived at Han Chuang's house, Han Chuang had just finished killing the chicken. At this time, he was boiling water to pluck his hair. Seeing Han Rui coming back, he looked up at him and continued to pull out the chicken feathers in his hand.

"See my wife, why didn't she come back with you?"

"He is leisurely. Forget it, send him a message and ask him what's important." Han Rui said in his heart.

"I saw Mrs. Gui, but she said that she was visiting the North Gate Market and said that she would make dinner before she came back." Han Rui simply said the general meaning. As for the threats Mrs. Han said, it was not passed on.

"Oh," Han Chuang continued to pull chicken feathers, "Are you here to find me? What's the matter?"

Suddenly thinking that Han Rui came to find him, he still asked without raising his head.

"It's the story of the falling moon lake. The old man asked me to come to Han Daxia. He said that he would know the specific things naturally after seeing you." Seeing that the other party finally returned to normal, he hurried to talk about himself.

"Here, take this jade pendant and go to Jingci Temple north of the west gate to find Zen Master Huihai. He will tell you what to do." Han Chuang stopped pulling his hair, wiped his hand on his gray coat, took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Han Rui.

The jade pendant is not special, and it is not even exquisite in jewelry stores on the market, but Han Chuang said that he would take it to see Zen Master Huihai, and Han Rui had to take it over, say goodbye to Han Chuang and come to Jingci Temple.

The temple is not very big, but there are many visitors coming and going. After all, Jingci Temple is the largest temple in Anyang City.

After entering the temple, I asked some passers-by and learned that Zen Master Huihai was in the inner room of Jingci Temple, turned around several compartments, bypassed several paths, and came to the inner compartment.

An old monk in the inner room is sett down, and a little monk beside him is gently tapping the wooden fish and praising the Buddhist scriptures.

Han Rui did not disturb him. He stood gently outside the door and waited for the old monk to enter the end.

Without half a column of incense, the old monk came to an end. When he saw someone waiting outside the door, he stood up, turned around and walked out of the door, and put his hands together.

"Amitabha, I don't know what the donor is looking for the poor monk?"

"This is the jade pendant that Hanchuang brought here. He said that he would hand it over to Zen Master Huihai in person. I think you must be Zen Master Huihai." Han Rui took out the jade pendant and returned a salute. He did not talk much and said the purpose of his trip bluntly.

"Yes, the poor monk is officially Huihai. Oh, Qinglong jade pendant? If the poor monk is right, the old gentleman by the falling moon lake asked you to do something. Huihai took the jade pendant. After looking at it, a surprised expression appeared on his face, and then returned to normal.

"As the Zen master said, what exactly needs to be done and the Zen master's guidance." Seeing that the other party understood his itinerary, Han Rui was even more shocked and hurried to ask.

"Although the poor monk doesn't know exactly what's going on, I know that you need to rush to Xianxialing to find a monk named Bitter Taoist. He is the one who arranges your mission." Huihai received the Qinglong jade pendant, took out a letter from his sleeve and gave it to Han Rui.

"This is a letter of recommendation, by which you can prove your identity to the bitter man. Go."

"Thank you, Zen master, for your interruption and goodbye." After receiving Huihai's recommendation letter, Han Rui hurried to Xianxialing.