Chapter 113: Closer to home is more timid

After Xue Chong's side carefully probed the news - in fact, he didn't find much, Xue Chong has always adhered to the principle of saying more and more wrong, not saying good, in fact, the only useful sentence is that the sky is not old in the deep mountain stream behind the Baiyun Mountain Clay Pot Temple.

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian didn't stay too much in the county seat of Song County, after all, they came to Song County to further inquire about the news of Tian Immortal, and now they have found out, and the two of them are not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, so they will leave immediately.

Of course - with Jiang Liu'er.

Jiang Liu'er, who took five taels of silver, really had the courage and motivation to go home, and he was even more grateful to Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian.

He himself grew up in Baiyun Mountain, and he knows a lot about the shape of the mountain, and he is also a good guide.

"Have you heard of the Baiyun Mountain Clay Pot Temple?" On the way to Baiyun Mountain, Xue Ling couldn't help but ask Jiang Liu'er.

"Of course I've heard of it." Jiang Liu'er said without thinking: "Didn't I mention it? When I was a child, I used to listen to those old monks chanting and preaching Zen in the clay pot temple. ”

"So have you seen anything strange at the Clay Pot Temple?" Sheng Junqian couldn't help but ask on the side.

Because there is no way to ride a horse on the mountain road, it is said that the jujube red horse that the two people came to ride is still being taken care of at the post station, and the three of them are walking in the mountains and forests on foot at this time, and it is not too late at this time, according to Jiang Liuer, there is no problem to get to his house before dark.

Although his house is not big, at least there is a room for resting, which is much better than sleeping in the wilderness.

"Strange things?" Jiang Liu'er thought carefully for a moment, then shook her head.

"For example, have you ever seen a Taoist priest in the Clay Pot Temple?" Xue Ling asked.

"Daoist?" Jiang Liu'er said curiously: "The Clay Pot Temple is a Buddhist temple, how can there be Taoist priests in it?" ”

Xue Ling nodded: "It's good if you don't have it." ”

The three of them trekked through mountains and rivers, but fortunately, although Jiang Liu'er had been away from home for half a year, he was still familiar with those mountain trails, walked through a few streams, and then crossed a large pine forest, and saw a few thatched huts standing there by the river at the foot of the mountain.

"That's my home." Jiang Liu'er pointed to the huts from afar and said.

The nostalgia is even more timid.

Although Jiang Liu'er, who was far away, was in a good mood along the way, when he saw these thatched houses, Jiang Liu'er couldn't help but become gloomy.

Xue Ling took two steps forward, but was timidly pulled by Jiang Liu'er and grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Sister Lin." ”

"Huh?" Xue Ling looked at Jiang Liu'er.

"I'm afraid to go there." Jiang Liu'er said.

Xue Ling sighed: "Or let's help you take a look first?" ”

Jiang Liu'er nodded unconsciously: "Good ......"

As soon as he said half of his words, he was slapped on the back of the head by Sheng Junqian: "What is good, how can there be a reason that you don't dare to go back when you get home, the man does things alone, you don't dare to go home if you lose the medicinal materials, forget it, and now you don't dare to go back when you get the money for the medicinal materials." ”

Jiang Liu'er was a little stunned when Sheng Junqian said this.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally spat the ground, slammed his face twice from side to side, and strode to the front.

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian quietly followed behind Jiang Liu'er.

On the way to the huts, you have to pass a stream, there is a single-plank bridge over the stream, and after crossing the single-plank bridge, the thatched huts are in front of you, and there are a few chicken coops next to the huts, but when you look at them now, there are only a few chicken feathers left in them, and the chickens are gone.

"This is the hen that lays eggs in my house, and I am usually reluctant to kill it." Jiang Liu'er stood in front of the chicken coop, sighed and said, then bit her lip, walked to the wooden door of the hut, and said softly: "I'm back, father, mother." ”

Then push the door and enter.

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian waited outside the door, only to hear that the room was calm first, then there was an angry roar, followed by a few dull blows, and then Jiang Liu'er ran back with two red marks on his face.

"Daddy!" He knelt in front of the hut and opened his mouth with tears streaming down his face.

"I don't have a son like you!" A man's roar came from the hut.

Then a staggering figure came out of the hut, his whole body unkempt, his hair and beard looked like he hadn't been taken care of for months, he was on crutches, one leg was swollen to twice the normal thickness, purple and blue, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and only a pair of eyes still showed a little anger.

After he walked out of the door, he hit Jiang Liuer in front of him with a cane and covered his face, Jiang Liuer knelt in place, did not dodge or dodge, and let his father whip him, but the old man himself was weak, and he had not eaten much these days, and he beat more than a dozen crutches, but he couldn't stand up out of breath, he threw the crutches, but knelt on the ground and cried silently.

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian looked at the old man, speechless.

And Jiang Liu'er stepped forward to help, but was pushed away by the old man.

"If you're going to die outside." The old man knelt on the ground and choked slightly, "If you die outside......

"Dad, I'm back, I'm back with the medicine money." Jiang Liu'er knelt on the ground and moved two steps, and took out the broken silver that Xue Chong had given him earlier from his arms, and the old man said, "We have money to buy rice and noodles and medicine." ”

The old man struggled to push Jiang Liu'er away again, and the broken silver fell to the ground, and he reached out to pick it up, and then smashed it into the distance, only to hear the sound of ding-dong, some of which fell in the grass, and some of which simply fell into the stream.

"If you die outside, what's the use of me asking for all this money!" The old man knelt on the ground and said sadly.

Jiang Liu'er stepped forward and hugged the old man tightly, and this time the old man finally did not push Jiang Liu'er away, but also hugged Jiang Liu'er tightly and cried bitterly.

The two hugged each other for a long time before the old man let go of Jiang Liu'er and looked at the son, who had not seen him for more than half a year and had become black and thin: "What happened when you went to the county seat of Songxian County this time?" ”

"The medicine I was given at the pharmacy was not enough, and I was not reconciled." Jiang Liu'er bit her lip and said: "And at this time, someone promised me a good price, so I gave him the medicinal materials, but he secretly changed all the medicinal materials, and finally cheated my son, I went to him to settle the account, and he beat him again." ”

Jiang Liu'er lowered her head: "I lost the medicinal materials, and I didn't get the money for the medicine, and I felt that I didn't have the face to go home to see you, so I simply stayed in Song County." ”

"I just want to stay here first, see what chance there is to get revenge, or work to make money, and then go home."

The old man listened quietly, and then felt that something was wrong: "Then how did you come back now, and where did you get the money?" ”

Jiang Liu'er raised her head and stretched out her hand to point at Xue Ling and Sheng Jun and the two people not far away.

"Thanks to the help of these two heroes."

PS:

Today's update is late.

The main reason is because I attended a funeral today.

It has nothing to do with the recent epidemic, but a cousin of mine died of a sudden illness in a foreign country, as if it was a cerebral infarction.

He is only thirty-three years old this year and his child is four years old.

So when I wrote this chapter, I was actually very touched, and my two uncles and aunts cried very much at the funeral, after all, no one could have imagined that such a thing would really happen to them.

I hope that readers who read this book should pay attention to take care of their bodies, if there is any accident because of their body, they will hurt their dearest people.