Chapter 373 The Evil Child

The three members of the Qi family left quietly, without a deliberate farewell or any letters or notes. When we returned, the house was empty. On the edge of the kang was a thick stack of small-denomination banknotes, which were all the belongings of the Qi family. Usually, he would wrap them in a worn-out handkerchief. Whenever we settled the bills for the dishes and needed change, he would carefully spread out the handkerchief, spit on his cracked fingers, and carefully count them, over and over again, until he confirmed that they were correct before handing them over to us. Now, he left them all.

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

Twelve years of searching made this already meager family even worse off, and they really couldn't give any reward.

When Zhang Xinya, who had always been a geese plucking feathers, picked up these small coins and jewelry, her hands kept shaking, her eyes turned red, and she turned around to chase.

I held her and shook my head gently.

The person has been gone for a long time, and we can't catch up.

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

I found a pickle jar from the woodshed, and threw all the small change and gold ring into it. I smiled and said to Zhang Xinya, this is the real good fortune. When the jar is full, we will use these good fortune to buy a few coffins. No matter whether they are good or not, even if they are thin-skinned coffins, they will have great merits. We will sleep in them in the future, and I think it will be very peaceful.

In any case, this matter is finally over. The result may not be satisfactory. The dead can't come back anyway, but there is nothing we can do about it. We just do our best and know our destiny. It's good to have a clear conscience.

That night, I slept peacefully.

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, and it was full of fresh vegetables.

This look made me a little dazed, and I couldn't help asking him what was going on?

He rarely smiled. The tragedy happened yesterday, but he seemed to have lost his memory. In my opinion, this was a kind of rebirth from despair.

He smiled and told me that his father-in-law was sick. He had a high fever this morning. He didn't open his mouth when he was fed medicine and water. When he was confused, he kept muttering that the Taoist priests on the mountain had no food to eat today.

My nose was sour and I turned my head away. I knew that the old man Qi's life had come to an end. I was not surprised at all. His heart was dead. How long could his body last? Even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que were reborn, they couldn't save him. The superb medical skills couldn't keep a person who had no desire to live.

Rubbing my stiff face, I asked the man to sit down. After chatting for a while, I learned that his name was Dong Jian. He went through fire and water for their family. This was the first time I thought of really understanding them.

After drinking a few sips of water, I asked him what he planned to do in the future.

Dong Jian said two words without thinking - grow vegetables!

I looked at his hands, they were clean, without any calluses, and he didn't look like a rough man. I thought he should have had a decent job before the child was abducted, so I sighed and said, in fact, there is no need to do this, no one owes anyone.

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

I always thought that spending a lifetime just to repay a favor can only exist in stories. Now that I really encountered it, I don't know what to do. I wanted to persuade him a few words, but when I met his eyes, I opened my mouth but didn't say a word, because I knew that it would be useless to say anything, so I patted the coffin that had just been made behind me, smiled and said that I would not give the money for the vegetables this time, and gave the old man a coffin, and then find a car to take it away.

Dong Jian didn't feel offended at all. Twelve years of waiting and searching made him see everything. He knew very well that the old man would be gone in the next two days. He waved his hand to show that he knew.

Life seemed to have returned to normal track all of a sudden. Every day, he practiced martial arts with Brother Yaozi in the morning light. Occasionally, Wushuang would join in to exchange ideas. In the afternoon, he started to practice talismans and study ancient books such as the Ten Thousand Burial Scriptures and the Yanshi Mechanical Technique.

However, there was one more task added to the peaceful days, which was to teach Xiaozhi to read and recognize characters. After entering the Zhenwu Temple, this child might not have the chance to go to school in this life. After looking around, I felt that I was the most reliable one among them. The task of teaching her naturally fell on my shoulders. Then I finally understood why the ancestors in the Zhenwu Banner fought for her.

Too smart, too evil! !

No matter what was taught, she would learn 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 enjoyed it and was very busy all day. Sometimes she went to find Brother Yaozi, sometimes she went to find Zhang Xinya, and sometimes she ran to the main hall to pay homage to the ancestors in the Zhenwu Banner. She was quite like Lao Bai in the past. It seemed that she wanted to learn from hundreds of schools. She was like a dry grass that had been dry for a long time, suddenly taking root in the fertile soil of the Zhenwu Temple, almost madly plundering all kinds of nutrients to strengthen herself.

"Huangting Jing" is basically ancient texts, Xiaozhi can't understand it, I can only interpret it for her word by word under the lamp every day, which is equivalent to learning it again. Unfortunately, I really have no talent in the way of Taoist life skills. Even if I can understand those words, I can't understand the obscure meaning expressed in the words. Instead, Xiaozhi looked thoughtful.

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

Fetal breathing! !

She has obviously grasped the key to this road, and now she is a qualified little Taoist child.

The problem is... it's only been a few days? ?

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 quilt, suddenly got up and said that this was normal, and he was almost at this speed at the beginning.

Goods will be thrown away if they are compared, and people will die if they are compared.

This place can't stay any longer, I shook my sleeves and left.

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

Until one day, Brother Yaozi and I went out to buy things, and my master finally woke up for a short while.

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, but the last time he peeked into my fate, he felt something in his heart and wanted to take a step towards the Heavenly Master, which required a long time to consolidate.

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

In any case, hearing what he said, I felt much more relieved.

Fu Huicheng is a sticky candy. Once you get involved, it's hard to get rid of him.

Recently, knowing that we are all idle in the mountains, this guy comes to us every now and then, and his words and deeds all mean the same thing - if we come across a big tomb in the future, take him to open his eyes.

Zhang Xinya is a down-to-earth person who likes to talk about money. As soon as she catches Fu Huicheng, she mentions the funding. We are with the Tianmeng after all, and we have to pay for daily expenses. However, every time this is mentioned, Fu Huicheng covers his chest and says that he can't live anymore. He says that his heart is not good and he is sick. His lips tremble and his face is blue. It looks like he is really going to die soon. I don't know how he did it. I don't understand. His acting skills have reached this point, why is he still thinking about those things in the tomb? Isn't it better to win an actor award?

After several times, Fu Huicheng dared not look for us when he came to Zhenwu Temple again. Instead, he and Lao Bai had similar interests. The two of them often went into the house to whisper to each other. If I was not sure that Lao Bai liked girls, I would probably doubt whether the two of them had done something shameful.

Later, the two of them became almost close friends, arm in arm, and ran out every few days.

So, every night, I could see Lao Bai sneaking back with a sly look on his face, and his body was fragrant. He must have gone to the bathhouse. He went there every day, not afraid of rubbing off his skin, but I don't know what new and interesting things in the bathhouse can make him so happy.

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

When Lao Bai heard this, he smiled like a flower, shook his head and said, the joy here is not worth telling to outsiders!

As time went by, no one cared about what he was doing. Most of the time, we were used to ignoring this person.

Days passed like this, and in the blink of an eye, it was midsummer. Although it was relatively cool in the mountains, it was still hard to bear at night without air conditioning or electric fans.

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

Click!

A stone suddenly flew to the window. I sat up angrily and found that Lao Bai, who had a greasy face, was squatting at the window and winking at me.

"Get lost!"

I roared loudly. I knew what he was doing with my eyes closed. I didn't despise his behavior, but it was too much for him not to take me with him. So every time at this time, I was particularly angry and naturally would not give him a good face.

"Stop it!"

Lao Bai poked his head in from the window: "Don't make such a stinky face, I'm not kidding you, you better come out, something's wrong!!"