Old man Qi’s family of three left quietly, without any deliberate farewell or leaving any letters or notes. When we went back, the building was empty. There was a thick stack of small-denomination banknotes on the edge of the kang.

This is all Old Man Qi’s belongings, which are always wrapped in a shabby handkerchief. Whenever we settle the food bills and need change, he will carefully spread out the handkerchief and spit some on his chapped fingers.

The saliva was carefully counted over and over again until it was confirmed to be correct before being handed over to us, but now they are all left behind.

In addition, there is a gold ring, which is the only jewelry on Yindi.

Twelve years of searching have made this family's already meager income even worse. They really can't give any compensation.

When Zhang Xinya, who had always been reluctant to pluck her hair, picked up the coins and jewelry, her hands kept trembling, her eyes turned red, and she turned around to chase after them.

I pulled her and shook my head gently.

He has been walking for a long time and cannot catch up.

Besides, they don't want us to chase them.

I found a pickled vegetable jar from the woodshed and threw all the dimes and gold rings into it. I smiled and said to Zhang Xinya, this is the real kind of wealth. When the jar is full,

Let's use the charity money to buy a few coffins. Regardless of whether it's good or not, even if it's a thin-skinned coffin, it's a great merit. We'll sleep in it from now on, and I guess it will be very comfortable.

No matter what, this matter has finally come to an end. The result may not be satisfactory, and the dead people will never come back anyway, but there is nothing we can do about it. We are just doing our best to know our destiny, and we have a clear conscience.

Just fine.

This night, I rarely slept soundly.

The next afternoon, Yindi's husband came again. When I met him in the coffin shop at the foot of the mountain, he was carrying a load like an old farmer, which was filled with fresh vegetables.

This appearance made me a little stunned, and I couldn't help but ask him what was going on?

He showed a rare smile. The tragedy happened just yesterday, but he seemed to have lost his memory. In my opinion, this was a kind of rebirth under despair.

He smiled and told me that my father-in-law was ill and had a high fever this morning. He gave me medicine and water without opening his mouth. When he was in a daze, he kept mumbling that the Taoist priests on the mountain had not eaten anything today.

My nose felt sour and I stopped looking over my shoulder. I knew that Old Man Qi's life had come to an end. I was not surprised at all. His heart was already dead. How long could his body survive? Even Hua Tuobian

A magpie cannot be saved even if he is reborn, and superb medical skills cannot save a person who is hopeless.

After rubbing my stiff face, I asked the man to sit down and chatted for a while before I found out that his name was Dong Jian and that he had been involved in his family's life and death. This was the first time I wanted to really get to know them.

After drinking some water, I asked him what he planned to do next.

Dong Jian said two words without thinking - grow vegetables!

I looked at his hands. They were clean and without any calluses. He didn’t look like a rough man. I thought he must have had a decent job before the child was abducted, so I sighed and said, in fact, there is no need.

In this way, no one owes anyone anything.

Dong Jian smiled and shook his head, stood up and said, "My father-in-law said that the Taoist priest on the mountain has no food to eat."

I always thought that spending my whole life just to repay a favor can only exist in stories. Now that I really encountered it, I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to persuade him a few words, but when I met his eyes, I opened my eyes.

After opening my mouth, I didn't say a word, because I knew that it would be useless if I said it, so I patted a newly made coffin behind me, smiled and said that I wouldn't pay for the food this time, and I would give the old man a coffin.

We turned around and found a car to pull us over.

Dong Jian didn't feel offended at all. Twelve years of waiting and searching had made him see through everything. He knew very well that the old man had only been around for the past two days, so he waved his hand to show that he understood.

The days seemed to return to the normal track all of a sudden. Every day I bathed in the morning light and practiced martial arts with Brother Yaozi. Occasionally Wushuang also joined in to spar. In the afternoon, I started practicing talismans and studying ancient books such as the Book of Ten Thousand Burials and Yanshi Machinery Technique.

However, one more task was added to the quiet days, which was to teach Xiaozhi to read and read. After entering the Zhenwu Temple, this child may never be able to attend school in his life. After looking around, I felt that there was something in this

I was considered the most reliable, and the task of teaching her naturally fell on my shoulders. Then I finally understood why the ancestors in the Zhenwu Banner fought over her.

So smart, so evil!!

No matter what you teach, you can master it all in the blink of an eye.

I gradually began to have a headache about what to teach her every day, but the little girl never tired of it. She was very busy all day long, looking for Brother Yaozi, Zhang Xinya, and running to the main hall to pay homage to the ancestors of Zhenwu Banner.

, quite like Lao Bai's style in those days. It seems that she is learning from hundreds of schools. She is like a withered grass that has dried up for a long time. Suddenly it takes root in the fertile soil of Zhenwu Temple. It is almost crazy to plunder all kinds of nutrients to make it strong.

itself.

"Huang Ting Jing" is basically ancient Chinese, which Xiaozhi can't understand. I can only interpret it for her word for word under the lamp every day. This is equivalent to learning it all over again. Unfortunately, I really don't know much about Taoism.

Talented, even if he could understand those words, he could not understand the obscure meaning expressed in the words. Instead, he had a childish look on his face that was thoughtful.

Until one day, when she was sitting cross-legged in the yard and I felt something like spiritual energy in her body, I was no longer surprised, but terrified!!

Fetal breath!!

She has obviously grasped the key points of this road and is now considered a qualified little Taoist.

The question is...how many days has it been??

After being frightened, I ran to find Lao Bai and Brother Yaozi as if I had seen a ghost. Wushuang, who was sleeping in the bed, suddenly got up and said, this is normal, he was at about the same speed back then.

If you compare goods, you will be thrown away; if you compare people with others, you will die.

I couldn't stay in this place anymore, so I shook my sleeves and left.

My master is still in retreat. This state of affairs makes me very worried, but I dare not disturb him rashly.

Until one day Brother Yaozi and I went shopping, and my master finally woke up briefly.

Zhang Xinya took Xiaozhi to see my master. My master liked Xiaozhi very much. He touched her head and asked Zhang Xinya to come out and tell us that he was fine. It was just that the last time he peeked at my fate made him feel something and wanted to go to the hospital.

Taking a step forward with the Heavenly Master requires a long period of consolidation.

Then, he once again entered the state of meditation of the old monk.

Anyway, after hearing what he said, I felt a lot more at ease.

Fu Huicheng is like a piece of brown candy, and it's hard to get rid of it once it's stained.

Recently, I know that we are all idle in the mountains, and this man comes to us every now and then. What he means is the same thing - if we encounter any big tomb in the future, we will take him to open his eyes.

Zhang Xinya is a real person and loves to talk about money. As soon as he caught Fu Huicheng, he asked for funds. At least we were fooling around with Tianmeng, and we had to pay for daily expenses. But every time he mentioned this, Fu Huicheng covered it up.

She couldn't live with her chest in her arms, she said she had a bad heart, she was sick, her lips were trembling, her face was green, it looked like she was really dying, I don't know how she did it, I don't understand, my acting skills are so bad

At this point, you are still wondering what the objects in the tomb are for. Why don't you go and get a movie star?

After several repeated visits, Fu Huicheng didn't dare to look for us again when he came to Zhenwu Temple. On the contrary, he and Lao Bai had a similar odor. The two of them would often hide in the room and whisper to each other. If I hadn't been sure that Lao Bai liked girls, I would have endured it.

I can't help but wonder if these two people have done something shady.

Later on, the two of them almost became best friends. They hooked up with each other and ran out every once in a while.

So, every night late at night, I could see the old white thief sneaking back with a stern look on his face, smelling delicious, and he was designated to go to the bathhouse. I went there every day, and I was not afraid of wiping off the skin on my body, but I didn’t know what novel contents there were in the bathhouse.

, can actually make him enjoy it so much.

Xiaozhi is a curious baby. After catching Lao Bai three or four times, when eating in the morning, he couldn't help but ask Lao Bai what he was doing and why he was so happy.

When Lao Bai heard this, he smiled like a flower, shook his head and said, "The joy here is not enough to be treated like outsiders!"

As time goes by, no one cares about what he does, and most of the time we are used to ignoring this person.

Day by day passed like this, and it was midsummer in the blink of an eye. Although it was relatively cooler in the mountains, there was no air conditioning or fan, so the nights were still difficult.

I was lying on the kang wearing only a pair of large trousers, fanning myself while reading "The Sutra of Ten Thousand Burials". Seeing that Xiaozhi had finished his homework, he put down the book and prepared to turn off the lights and rest.

Snap!

A pebble suddenly flew to the window. I sat up angrily and found the oily-haired and pink-faced Lao Bai squatting at the window and winking at me.

"Get out of here!!"

I roared loudly, and even with my eyes closed I knew what he was doing. I didn’t despise his behavior, but it would be too much if he didn’t take me with him, so at this time I would be particularly angry, so naturally I wouldn’t

What a good look to give him.

"No!!"

Lao Bai poked his head in from the window: "Don't make a bad face, I'm not joking with you, you'd better come out, something happened!!"
Chapter completed!