Here's wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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Grandpa Chen's death made the villagers of Julong Village feel sad, but the incident had happened, and the villagers could only let the old man go to the ground, and on the day of the burial, the villagers of the entire Julong Village came to see off Grandpa Chen.

The police also came to Julong Village on the day Grandpa Chen was killed, but the murderer had already fled far away, and these policemen just recorded a confession for Chen Fan, and confessed that "the murderer will be arrested as soon as possible." After that, he drove away in a police car.

Looking at Chen Fan, who was kneeling in front of the grave in a white linen robe, many villagers who came to mourn sighed helplessly and shook their heads.

It's been three days, but Chen Fan still kneels here without eating or drinking and has never left, which is really heart-wrenching.

"Xiaofan, everyone is dead, don't waste your body like this. The village chief came to the place where Grandpa Chen was buried, and when he saw Chen Fan still kneeling here, he immediately stepped forward to persuade him.

But after waiting for a while, Chen Fan didn't speak, and the village chief sighed and said: "Old Doctor Chen is such a good person, such a thing would happen to him, this is something that no one could have imagined." ”

The village chief looked at Chen Fan again and continued: "Xiaofan, I heard that you were admitted to Kyoto University, you can rest assured, your tuition fee will be found in the village for you, you can go back to rest first, if you don't eat or drink like this, sooner or later you will collapse yourself, I don't think your grandfather wants to see you like this!"

"Village... Long, I... Got it. I... Just want to stay in... I'll be back in a minute. Maybe it was because he didn't eat or drink for three days, Chen Fan's voice was a little hoarse.

"Okay, then you'll be fine here, but I hope you'll cheer yourself up sooner. After glancing at Chen Fan beside him, the village chief shook his head and sighed before turning around and leaving.

After the village chief left, Chen Fan slowly raised his head and looked at the three lonely tombs in front of him, one of which was still newly erected, and the two next to him were several years old.

The newly established tomb is Chen Fan's grandfather, and the two next to it are Chen Fan's parents who have never met in his memory.

And the deaths of these three people are directly or indirectly related to Chen Fan. The mother died in childbirth, the father fell into the river at the entrance of the village drunk because of the mother's death, and the grandfather was killed for saving a murderer because of his own meddling.

"I'm really a disaster!" Chen Fan laughed at himself, then looked at Grandpa Chen's tomb and said: "Grandpa, Fan'er will take care of himself, you can rest assured, and the money you borrowed last time, Fan'er will definitely find a way to pay it off." You can rest in peace. ”

Since his grandfather's death, Chen Fan knew that the bundle of money that his grandfather got back last time was borrowed from someone, but if the bundle of money had already been robbed by Zhang Qiang, it was not different, and the creditors were next to Grandpa Chen, who had just passed away, and it was not good to find Chen Fan to collect debts in person.

But Chen Fan still knows very well that it is a matter of course to repay debts, since his grandfather has passed away, then this debt should also be repaid by him.

Turning his head and looking at the two old tombs, Chen Fan opened his mouth and said: "Dad, Mom, although you died before I can remember, Fan'er will always be your good child, and grandpa is also gone now, so I will trouble you to take good care of grandpa for me." ”

There were a few knocks on his head, maybe because he knelt for too long, and the qi and blood in his feet were a little blocked, Chen Fan didn't stand firm for a while and fell to the side, but fortunately, his reaction was fast, and he supported the ground with his hands, so he didn't fall.

After returning home, Chen Fan casually made something to eat, and then walked into his grandfather's room, looking at the familiar room without his grandfather's kind figure, which made Chen Fan's nose sour and a tear fell from his eyes.

Wiping the tears from his eyes, Chen Fan sat on the head of the bed and touched the quilt on the bed with his hand, trying to find a trace of the taste of grandpa.

I opened the cabinet and took out a small box that my grandfather had given me, and opened the small box, which contained an unnamed book. There are also some mutilated medical books, and a prescription.

However, now Chen Fan is no longer interested in these, but he still opened the first page casually, and what entered his eyes was what your grandfather said before he died, "The needle determines the world, and the ghost door hooks the soul." Congenital massage can drive away all diseases. "Those twelve words.

The records in the back are the thirteen needles of the ghost gate and the seventy-two innate massage techniques, but these grandfathers have already taught Chen Fan, and the last page is a paragraph about qi.

As mentioned above, the sense of qi is a kind of magical breath that exists in everyone's body, and this sense of qi has the magical effect of prolonging people's vitality and curing various diseases, but this sense of qi is not found by ordinary people, but if after years of soaking in the "dust washing liquid", combined with the seventy-two innate massage techniques, it is possible to awaken the sense of qi sleeping in the human body, and use it to drive away all kinds of diseases and prolong life.

It also mentions that there are some cultivation methods in the back, but this is already the last page, and it seems that the cultivation methods in the back have long been lost.

Putting down the medical book, Chen Fan picked up the prescription, and after looking at it, he knew that this prescription was the "dust washing liquid" he just said, and it was also the formula of the potion he had soaked for more than ten years.

Since the last time he soaked the potion, he had that strange reaction, and he had appeared once after knowing that his grandfather was in danger, and at other times, he had not appeared once, which made Chen Fan not know what this sense of qi was all about.

Putting the medical book and prescription back into the small box, Chen Fan returned to his room, he hadn't slept for three days, and he had fallen asleep after lying on the bed for a while.

In the dream, Chen Fan dreamed that his grandfather had returned to his side, teaching him medical skills and pharmacology, and playing chess that he would never be able to win against him.

I don't know when I slept until I slept, Chen Fan woke up and saw that it was almost dusk outside, and after this sleep, it also made him feel a lot more energetic.

When I came to the hall and looked at the electronic clock hanging on the wall, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, but I didn't expect to sleep until the afternoon of the next day, which made Chen Fan shake his head with a wry smile.

After eating something casually, Chen Fan left the house, now he has a very helpless feeling, he doesn't know what is wrong with him, he just wants to find someone to talk about the sulking in his heart, so the first thing he thought of was Xiaoqian, thinking about where his grandfather went into the soil, Chen Fan didn't see anyone from Du Qian's house.

Walking quickly to the door of Du Qian's house, Chen Fan found that the door of the house was locked, and when he looked in from the window, there was no one inside, which really made Chen Fan feel a little strange.

"Xiao Fan, you're here to find Xiao Qian!" At this time, a voice sounded behind him.

"Hmm!" Chen Fan went back to take a look, and found that it was Uncle He who came back from the ground, so he nodded and said, "Uncle He, hello!"

He Shanzhuang sighed and said, "Xiaofan, you're late, Du Tiancheng and his whole family have already moved out of the village. ”

"Huh?" shouted in surprise, Chen Fan hurriedly asked, "Where did they move there? When did this happen? Why don't I know it?"

"On the day Boss Chen entered the ground, I saw that their whole family had moved away, and I don't know where they moved to!" He Shanzhuang paused, and then said: "But I heard that it seems that one of Xiaoqian's second uncles made money outside and asked them to move to live in a big city, I don't know if it's true or not." ”

"Oh, thank you, Uncle He!" Chen Fan, who knew the reason, looked depressed, no wonder they didn't even come to the earth.

He Shanzhuang saw the frustration on Chen Fan's face, and immediately comforted: "Xiaofan, don't be too sad, if you want Uncle He's help at that time, just ask." ”

"I got it, Uncle He! I'll go back first. Chen Fan didn't linger any longer, said hello to He Shanzhuang and left.

Looking at Chen Fan's lonely back, He Shanzhuang shook his head with a sigh, he had just turned eighteen years old and became an orphan, which no one wanted to see.

Early the next morning, as soon as the genius was bright, Chen Fan packed up his things, and found more than 300 yuan from the house last night, and then buried the small box that his grandfather handed over to him and the admission letter from Kyoto University under a banyan tree in the front garden, and then he picked up the backpack that had been washed a little white for more than three years, and looked deeply at the home where he had lived for 18 years, Chen Fan locked the door with some difficulty.

"Mom, Dad, grandpa, the child is leaving!" Looking at the three lonely graves in front of him, Chen Fan became a little sad, if it weren't for himself, there would be no three lonely graves here.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, Fan'er doesn't plan to go to college anymore, so you can let Fan'er be willful for once. Saying that, Chen Fan knelt down, and after kowtowing three times in a row, he said: "Fan'er doesn't have anything for you three elders, so let Fan'er play a song for the three elders when he leaves, I hope you three elders can have a good time on it." ”

took out the bamboo flute around his waist, put it to his mouth and blew it, and a moving and beautiful note with a bleak melody came out of the bamboo flute, and the sound of the flute was continuous, echoing in the green forest in the mountains......