Early the next morning, Li Shixin knocked on the door of An Xiaoxiao's room - unprecedented, the door opened immediately.

When he came back last night, he had already informed An Xiaoxiao that he was going to worship the teacher today.

Originally, he wanted to go on his own. But thinking that An Xiaoxiao can be regarded as his own disciple, now going to pay tribute to the ancestor and taking An Xiaoxiao with him can be regarded as a successor.

After seeing the door, I don't know when to get up, and I changed into a black net dress An Xiaoxiao, who looked more and more white, Li Shixin blinked.

"Yo, why are you so conscious today?"

In the face of Li Shixin's ridicule, An Xiaoxiao's big eyes that were slightly blank due to getting up early narrowed, and she raised her chin after a long yawn.

o(?? ^')o: "Although I am An Xiaoxiao, I have no interest now, and I can't carry forward the way of faith with my karma, but Heaven and Earth are the king's teacher, and I still have this point in my An Xiaoxiao's heart!

Looking at his arrogant look as a rebel, Li Shixin grinned.

"Isn't your bottom line not to eat all the food and resolutely not get off the table?"

（????????) "That's the second one, hehe. ”

All right.

Anyway, seeing An Xiaoxiao sacrifice her precious time in bed and get up early in the morning, Li Shixin was still quite relieved.

Although the reflex arc is a little slower, the self-discipline is a little lower, the heart is a little less lunged, but the bust is a little smaller...... But at least there are advantages.

It's not that it can't be saved.

tiptoed to wash up with An Xiaoxiao, watching An Xiaoxiao tie up her long hair into a ponytail in a regular manner, and her little face without powder looked clean and solemn, Li Shixin nodded and went out.

The cemetery in Changping District is the oldest cemetery in Beijing, and with the expansion of the city and the planning of new cemeteries in recent years, it is no longer the first choice for the deceased.

Because of time, this time Li Shixin did not choose to take the bus, but directly stopped a taxi with An Xiaoxiao and went straight to the cemetery.

After walking for more than 40 minutes, the master and apprentice finally arrived at their destination.

It is different from the park-like cemetery in Jing'an, because of the age, this cemetery, called Chang'an People's Cemetery, covers a vast area, and it looks a little dilapidated.

It's not accurate to say this, the newer cemetery still maintains a relatively good environment, but the old cemetery has broken through 100.

Compared with the birds and flowers in Jing'an Cemetery, in the early morning of more than seven o'clock, the old cemetery where the master and apprentice are located looks a little bleak;

The ditches around it were already covered with half-man-tall weeds, and many tombstones had fallen down on the hillside near the gate. During this season, they are covered with dark green moss, like corpses that have died of the plague. Farther away, some of the tombstones were completely weathered and shattered, and the teeth of the sugar-eaten naughty boy were as crumbled and filthy as the writings on them were no longer visible.

At the top of the hillside, under two or three old trees that could not shade the sun, a few wild cats that had risen early to forage for food let out a whimper.

Seeing such a scene, An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but tremble, and timidly hugged Li Shixin's arm.

"Teacher, the teacher is ...... Buried here?"

After sweeping the cemetery, Li Shixin nodded lightly.

"Yes. ”

"Master, it's so desolate...... When was the last time you came?"

In the face of An Xiaoxiao's inquiry, some fragments of the original body flashed in Li Shixin's mind;

In the night, a middle-aged man with bruises on his face held his hands tightly. The man's breath was short, and one thigh twitched.

"Shixin, don't be here. ”

"Ahem...... Do you want me to die and not be able to close my eyes?"

"When will you be back?"

"Everything is fake, it's true to live well. Fifty years, don't come back in fifty years. Shixin, this is my ...... to you One last request!"

Just when Li Shixin's mind echoed the man's instructions at the end of his life, An Xiaoxiao pulled Li Shixin back from the memories of his original body.

"Teacher, teacher?"

"Oh. Li Shixin retracted his thoughts, "What's wrong?"

"A lot of tombstones have been broken, you haven't been here for decades, can you still find them?"

Faced with An Xiaoxiao's question, Li Shixin smiled and waved his hand, and took An Xiaoxiao straight to the security office.

Hearing the movement, a middle-aged man holding enamel in the security office of the cemetery did not wait for the master and apprentice to come closer, and took the lead in getting out of the hut of the security office, and saw Li Shixin and the two standing in front of the old cemetery, and shouted.

"What's the matter?"

Li Shixin smiled slightly and stepped forward: "Tired, let's come over to collect the bones of our ancestors." ”

Hearing that someone wanted to collect bones, the security guard was accustomed to inserting the chopsticks in his hand into the enamel basin.

"There are a lot of tombs here that have not been swept for a long time, and they are not easy to find. It's not that you family members, what have you been doing for so many years?"

Muttering, the security guard turned around and took out a register that looked quite old: "What's your name, and what year did you bury it?"

"No hassle. Li Shixin waved his hand and raised his hand to point to the only tree on the hillside that was still dense.

"It was under that tree, and I buried it myself. ”

Hearing what Li Shixin said, the security guard furrowed his brows.

"Hey, that's weird. I have seen a lot of food and drink, and it is the first time I have heard of it after I have lived for so long in the cemetery. The cost of the bones is two thousand. ”

In the face of the security guard's complaints, Li Shixin took out a stack of red tickets from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the security guards.

"I'm tired of my brother to prepare me a clean cloth, a shovel, and if there is a bone box, give me another pair. ”

Seeing Li Shixin's indifferent appearance, the security guard hissed and put the ticket in his hand into his pocket.

"Wait. ”

More than an hour later.

"Teacher, this is Shigong?"

Watching Li Shixin under the big tree carefully gather the last piece of bone onto the white cloth spread aside, An Xiaoxiao looked at the not tall skeleton and asked.

"Yes, this is your master, Sun Zhongjing. Little, kneel down and kowtow. ”

"Hmm!"

Following Li Shixin's instructions, An Xiaoxiao took a step back with one long leg and knelt on the ground with a pop.

He bowed down to the remains of the humerus of the leg bone broken in two, and the three ribs were also broken.

"The master is above, and the disciple Sun An worships a little. Master, Master and I will take you home!"

As An Xiaoxiao kowtowed, Li Shixin also bent his knees against the bones.

Looking at the white bones on the white gauze, Li Shixin smiled slightly. Picked up a piece of paper that identified the deceased, wrapped in plastic sheeting, but also mottled from the rotten cotton wool-like garment.

Most of the handwriting on the paper was indecipherable, and the four circles were black because of the moisture. Only in the center of the position, two lines of large characters can still be faintly seen.

"My teacher... Nakai... Sleep here, seven... June ......"

Afternoon.

Li Shixin, who reburied the remains properly, took An Xiaoxiao to the opera garden.

Sun Liancheng is an anxious man, and he has already finished organizing most of his things and is waiting for decoration.

"Uncle Shi!"

Seeing Li Shixin enter the door, Sun Liancheng hurriedly greeted him.

"I thought you weren't coming today!"

Looking at the opera garden that had been cleaned up, Li Shixin smiled, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Sun Liancheng.

"It's not like I'm thinking about decorating it right away, since I decided to settle here, I plan to make a repertory theater brand. I don't have any acquaintances, so I want to bother you to help me find someone to make a sign. ”

"That's it?"

Sun Liancheng took the note and was happy: "You still need to run in person for this little thing, isn't it over with a phone call!" Yo, Hongqi Repertory Theatre, Li Shixin Drama Studio...... Yo, Uncle Shi, the name of your repertory troupe is retro enough!"

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