Wang Qi snorted lightly and said, "It's still a tiger's head, a cat's head is about the same." It's big, and you're still crying, are you ashamed? ”

The idiot was on the sidelines, and he was really speechless. Why is it that my cousin, every time I see the tiger head, I don't have a score, and I become so naïve. Could it be that low mental health can be contagious?

The tiger blinked innocently, and looked at Wang Qi with curiosity on his face.

Don't Tiger Heads remember themselves? I played with him for two days and gave him so many delicious foods.

Wang Qi was thinking about it, so he took off into the air and screamed in fright.

The coachman who sent the idiot and Wang Qi over had not left, and when he saw the tiger head lifting Wang Qi up, he couldn't help but change his face in fright, and just about to step forward, he heard Wang Qi laugh "haha".

Wang Qi smiled, and the tiger head also laughed, where was there still a look of grievance crying.

The change was so fast that the driver couldn't react for a while.

Wang Qi had already patted the tiger's arm and said excitedly: "Tiger head, go up the mountain, go up the mountain, it just so happens that my brother is too lazy to go!" ”

The tiger head was really obedient, holding Wang Qi and striding up the mountain.

The coachman's face turned purple when he saw it, and he looked at the idiot for help: "Second son, our seventh son is like this......"

The idiot said: "Uncle, don't worry, the tiger head has a sense of proportion in his hands, and he won't fall the seventh brother." As he spoke, he took out a piece of broken silver and handed it to the coachman: "Uncle keeps it for tea." ”

The coachman was busy thanking the reward, but he still looked at the mountain road with some anxiety, until the figures of the tiger head and Wang Qi were out of sight, and then he shook the horsewhip and turned the head of the car.

The idiot followed the steps and walked up the hill step by step.

Not far ahead, there was a burst of laughter from time to time, and it seemed that Wang Qi and Hutou were still having a good time playing this "lifting people" game. These two guys, who have no heart and no lungs, have dispelled a lot of grief in the hearts of Taoist idiots.

It's not just because the deceased is gone.

In the mountains at the beginning of August, it is still early autumn, although the grass and trees in the forest are still verdant and luxuriant because of the southern part of the land, but the sun is not so sufficient, walking on the stone road, the autumn breeze is blowing.

The Taoist idiot took out the old monk's letter from his sleeve and opened it.

In the old monk's last words, the first paragraph explains that he is the fourth generation descendant of the Anlu royal family, and the third host of Xishan Temple. The second passage is to warn him to be grateful, if someone knows a point, he must return three points, which is the way of loyalty; The third paragraph is to warn him that a man should stand up to the sky and the earth and do his duty for his family.

It seems to be just an ordinary letter, but it seems that through this letter, you can see the earnest teaching of an old man to the young man he raised. The true meaning is known only to the Taoist idiot.

He held the thin two pieces of paper and felt that it was heavier than a thousand gold. If he were a treacherous villain, he wouldn't have to be so entangled, but he couldn't be a complete villain.

The first paragraph explains the "key" of the Wang family's gold, and the second paragraph allows the Taoist idiot to use this "ancestral property" and asks for one to be returned; The third is that when accepting this "aid" from the Wang family, you must also bear the responsibility of taking care of your clansmen.

Regarding the fact that the ancestors of the Wang family had hidden gold, the old monk had also spoken through his mouth before. Not only did the ancestor of the Wang family leave 100,000 Tibetan gold, but the second host of Xishan Temple and the third generation of the old monk, both left Tibetan gold. The gold leaves that the Taoist idiot took back from Xishan Temple were taken out by the old monk from his own gold.

The gold of the first generation of ancestors was saved during the conquest of the world. At that time, the ancestor of the Wang family gave up his good future and withdrew from the army to return to the Wang family, not only because of injuries and illnesses, but also because of a hidden gold that was accidentally discovered and hidden.

The gold was divided into two parts by the ancestor of the Wang family, one was sold in Anlu, and the other was hidden in Xishan as a backup, in case he was unstable in Anlu and left a way back.

The secret of the gold collection was passed down by word of mouth from the ancestors of the Wang family, and each time it was a person with a firm mind who was selected, and even the patriarch in charge of the sacrifice did not know it. Of course, the purpose of this is to fear that some people will become wealthy and turn public property into private property.

As for the gold collection of three generations of ancestors and old monks, needless to say, most of it is because of the rule of "borrowing one to repay three".

Thinking of this, the Taoist idiot couldn't help but smile bitterly, his little body was only twelve years old, how could the old monk see the "mental fortitude"?

This is also too irresponsible, put three tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of gold, in front of him, not afraid that he will be greedy?

But I have to say that the old monk's "ancestral property" has made the pattern of Taoist idiots bigger, and he no longer has to be trapped in financial constraints. Even when he arrives in officialdom, the Taoist idiot is full of confidence, and he no longer needs to drill for money.

However, it is not easy to do this "borrow one and repay three".

The idiot put away the letter and thought about it slowly. It seems that you have to think of a way to make money, even if the gold can be taken out and used in a critical time, but the income of the family always needs to be a trick.

Now I am buying a shop in the name of adding a dowry to my sister, but it is not reasonable, and it is not abrupt.

Before I knew it, I had passed the mountain gate and entered the Xishan Temple.

The two male servants left behind by the Wang family before returned to the sect room after the old monk died, and now it is an old couple who are watching the temple, and they are also the servants of the sect. With the death of the old monk, Xishan Temple is going to be closed. The reason why Wang Zhen transferred the previous two healthy servants back and appointed a pair of old servants to look after the temple. If it weren't for the elderly, a few would be able to stand the loneliness of the mountain dwelling.

These two old servants are extremely responsible people, and they gave a few courtesies.

Seeing that both of them were old, the Taoist idiot couldn't help but think of the steps of the back mountain. Fortunately, it was a problem to carry the water uphill, but when he opened his mouth to ask, he learned the secret of the kitchen, in a grocery room that was closed in the early years of the West Wing, there was a well that was not deserted. After the old servant and his wife went up the mountain, they pressed the wheel on the well, and the well saw the light of day again.

There is obviously a well in the yard, but when he was a child, he watched Daddy Wang carry water every day, and it seemed that he regarded carrying water as a practice. The same is true when you are a little older.

The Taoist idiot felt a little bored, and turned around and went back to the meditation room.

Wang Qi and Hutou didn't know if they had enough fun, or how, they honestly followed behind the idiot's ass and entered the meditation room.

There were still a few old futons on the ground, and the Taoist idiot sat down in the place where he usually sits, looking at the futons most commonly used by the old monks, and did not speak for a while.

The old monk's body has been burned, and there is no one to set up a spiritual position, only these old things in front of him seem to have traces of the old monk everywhere.

Wang Qi put down the big basket in his hand, opened the cotton cloth covering it, and revealed the things inside, which were white spirit masters, white wax, sandalwood, and dark money.

"Prepared by my uncle and grandfather?" Dao Idiot asked.

Wang Qi nodded and said, "Well, grandfather said, if you feel uncomfortable, you will set up your own incense case to sacrifice." ”

Dao idiot looked at the spirit lord and said in a low voice: "The old monk doesn't like to be restrained the most, don't let this spirit lord detain it." ”

He asked the tiger head to take a clay pot, incinerated the spirit lord and the money, leaving the ash and sandalwood, and lit three incense sticks in front of the futon where the old monk often sits.

The Taoist idiot was extremely calm, but Wang Qi sensed his depression, pulled the tiger's head and bowed in front of the incense burner, and the two of them withdrew from the meditation room.

After a while, there was a sound of wooden fish in the meditation room, accompanied by a low chanting.

Wang Qi listened, his heart tightened, and he whispered to the tiger head: "Erlang won't be stimulated, he wants to be a monk, right?" ”

The tiger head only tilted his head to look at him, but did not answer.

The sound of chanting and the sound of wooden fish in the meditation room continued until around dinner.

Wang Qi and Hutou took the meal from the old servant and brought it to the Zen room. Wang Qi was thinking about how to persuade the idiot to eat, and when the idiot was allowed to eat, the idiot had already picked up a bowl of porridge and ate it with pickles. I can't see a big appetite, but it's not like I'm tired of eating.

Wang Qi wanted to persuade him, but he didn't feel that he was cold-hearted as a little clan, but admired his self-control. It's like he always controls the joy and sorrow, not the joy and sorrow and then controls him.

Wang Qi actually began to reflect on it rarely, and then reluctantly found that he didn't seem to have any advantages compared with the little adult-like idiot, or compared with the tiger head who said and acted like a child.

For a while, he was in good spirits, and he only felt that the taste was like chewing wax, and he didn't have the heart to find fault with the blandness of the food...... There was no word for a night, and the next day the idiot still entered the Zen room.

After a night, Wang Qi jumped up again, leaving the Taoist idiot clean, and did not step forward, pulling the tiger's head to the back mountain to play.

By the time he came back, it was almost noon, and there was a sound of clouds coming out of the front yard.

Wang Qi went over with the tiger head to visit, and there was a young man in plain clothes outside the door.

"San Lang, why are you here?" Wang Qi was surprised.

Wang Sanlang was alone, and he also brought a basket of sacrificial supplies in his hand, and said: "I went to see Erlang, and I heard that Erlang and Seventh Brother came to worship, so I also followed." ”

Because Shocking and Liqiu did not come to Xishan, Wang Sanlang did not bring a long entourage and a small servant. When he saw the tiger head, he wondered a little in his heart, wondering if it was a brother of which family.

The tiger looked at Wang Sanlang, and his face was also undisguised curiosity.

Wang Qi saw it, and said to the tiger head with a smile: "This is Erlang's own brother, does he look very similar to Erlang?" ”

The tiger head tilted his head and stared at San Lang for a while, Fang nodded slowly, and then shook his head again.

Wang Qi smiled: "You say they look like or not...... Erlang's guy is like a little old man, if San Lang also becomes a little old man, wouldn't my brother be suffocated to death......"

After the old monk passed away, Xishan Temple became an empty house without an owner, and the previous rules that could not be entered have also become empty words.

Seeing Wang Sanlang coming, the idiot didn't feel disturbed, but was a little happy.

He looked at Wang Sanlang and said, "Master and I have a kindness, and the third brother will also fast with his younger brother for a few days to send condolences!" ”

He said it rightly, and Wang Sanlang replied happily: "Yes, even if Erlang doesn't say it, I should do it." ”

Wang Qi was beside him, but he couldn't stand it, and jumped to his feet and said, "Erlang, what's the matter with you kid?" Could it be that if I am an elder brother, I am not an elder brother? Why did you leave me ......"