Since the death of the old rascal, I have become calm and calm in the face of dealing with big things, but I am also sure to repay myself.

Arranged for Biaozi to lie dormant at the construction site, and waited for three or five days without seeing the monk return, although the progress of the project was not delayed, but my mood was extremely bad.

On the one hand, it was because of those rampant monks, on the other hand, it was Zhang Fang's mother who couldn't do it, I rushed to the village at noon, and suddenly it rained heavily when I walked halfway.

The rain was so dense that I couldn't open my eyes, the road became muddy and slippery, and I lifted the eyepiece on my helmet, and I tensed my nerves and held the faucet steadily, for fear of accidentally falling.

The road to the village, with a few steep turns, was completely obscured by the roar of motorbikes and crackling raindrops, which made it impossible for me to control the rhythm accurately.

As I was turning the corner, a burst of yellow light flashed in front of me, and before I could blink, a blue motorcycle passed me.

It wasn't surprising that there were cars on the road, but the people in the car made me break out in a cold sweat.

Monk?

Glancing back in a hurry, the blue motorcycle stopped abruptly, and the bald monk in the back seat pulled out a machete more than three feet long, waved it at the rain, and the motorcycle turned around and chased after me.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, the two of them, I don't dare to fight, pull the accelerator sharply, the rear wheel is idling, and the motorcycle jumps out.

The torrential rain smashed on my face like a knife, and my heart was in my throat, if they chased after me, and then stabbed me in the back, I would definitely die.

Racing in the rain, it is courage and driving skills.

The two monks were very bad at driving, and within five seconds of my advance, their motorcycles overturned, and two shouts and curses came from behind me.

"Count your fate, let's go, Eighth Master!"

"It's done, bad luck, let's go!"

I raised my hand to wipe the rain from my eyes, stabilized the car with palpitations, and rushed to the village after more than ten minutes, Zhang Fang was already waiting for me under the big camphor tree with an umbrella.

"Brother Shan, I can't do it, she wants to see you, hurry up!"

I was soaking wet, the umbrella was useless to me, I rushed to the shop in the rain, and Zhang Fang dragged me to her mother before I had time to wipe my face.

"Shanzi, you're here, I'm leaving, take care of Fangzi for me!"

Her mother may have returned to the light, her old face was full of energy, and she took my wet hand and wanted to sit up, I hurriedly knelt on the ground and said with a gloomy expression.

"Auntie, don't worry, if you have a bite to eat from me, you will have a bite of Fangzi, you will be fine!"

Zhang Fang knelt beside me and cried vigorously, I put my arm around her shoulders, looked at her mother's gradually closed eyes and said.

"Fangzi, your mother didn't do well a few days ago, why can't you say no?"

"Brother Shan, my mother went to the Lingguan Temple of Nanmen Mountain yesterday to kowtow and asked for a talisman, but it won't work after drinking it?"

Zhang Fang's eyes were full of tears, she was heartbroken, her shoulders were shaking from crying, and her voice was trembling.

The pain of losing her relatives is painful, I want to comfort her, but I don't know what to say, so I have to look at her mother and kowtow a few times, help her up and say.

"The deceased is gone, the living are like this, let's prepare for the future, isn't there only incense kowtowing in the Lingguan Temple, how can you still ask for charms?"

"A few months ago, there were a few monks who lived in it, why didn't you meet them when you came back, they just came down the mountain!"

Zhang Fang picked up the prepared plain cloth and cried while covering her mother's face.

I gasped, no wonder these monks are haunted, and their feelings are to live on the South Gate Mountain.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and called Biaozi and asked him to pull people to the village.

After burying Fangzi and her mother, and setting up the mourning hall, Biaozi came with more than a dozen people, I pulled him to the back kitchen, and said murderously.

"There is a temple in the mountain in the village, and those monks live in it, so go up the mountain now, leave a living mouth, and do the rest!"

The heavy rain did not stop, Biao Zi led people into the mountain, I closed the door, and knelt in front of the mourning hall with Zhang Fang to talk about filial piety.

"Fangzi, have you seen Xiao Cui'er or Teacher Zheng's son recently?"

The old rascal once said that he would leave a letter, and although he burned his house, I suspect that the letter was not burned, and that it was most likely in the hands of his son, who then colluded with the monks to murder me.

Zhang Fang grabbed the wasted money and threw it into the fire, looked at the white ashes that floated, and said with a gloomy expression: "I heard that they went to other places, what's the matter, what are you doing with them?" ”

Out of protection for Zhang Fang, I didn't tell her many things, including the monk who knocked on my skull, I got up, pinched three incense sticks, lit them, inserted them into the incense burner prepared in front of the coffin, turned around and looked at her and said.

"Fangzi, your mother's affairs are simple, you will live in my house in the future, I am also tired, I will come back to live after I am busy with the hospital, let's live a little life!"

Zhang Fang nodded and answered me, she touched the black coffin and chattered.

"I know she's not my mother, but she's closer than my mother, and now she's gone, hey!"

I won't say sensational words, so I didn't answer Zhang Fang's words, and after glancing at her a few times, the shop was suddenly knocked, and the dwarf shouted outside.

"Brother Shan, open the door, I'll come back and kowtow and leave!"

Open the door, dwarf, Chen Hui stood wet in the heavy rain and looked at me, I bent over sideways and invited them in, but Zhang Fang was angry, pointing at the two people at the door and yelling.

"Why do you two kowtow, my mother doesn't like you, and it's not uncommon, get out!"

Chen Hui was jealous of Zhang Fangcheng, and the two had a grudge for a long time.

The dwarf once owned Zhang Fang but did not cherish it, which caused permanent damage to her heart.

I couldn't persuade me, so I got up and looked at Chen Hui and the dwarf at the door.

The dwarf's face was cloudy, and he turned and walked under the big camphor tree to smoke a cigarette.

Chen Hui knelt down at the door, kowtowed a few times reverently, got up and left in the rain.

The death of a loved one was already painful, I sighed, looked at Chen Hui's back and muttered.

"Knowing this, why bother in the first place, Chen Hui, your bitter fruit has just begun!"

"Brother Shan, don't nag, the big head has been released from prison, and my aunt's affairs are finished and come to the county to find me!"

The dwarf threw away his cigarette butt, shouted at me, got on the motorcycle, and left in the rain.

I looked at the pouring rain, shook my head, turned around and closed the door, pulled a chair and sat down, looked at Zhang Fang's back and said.

"The weather is hot, let's go to the funeral at noon tomorrow, you don't have to be too sad, birth, old age, sickness and death, the cycle of heavenly principles!"

Zhang Fang's mood was as dim as the light in the room, and she lay on the ground and cried for a long time, which reminded me of my parents who had been outdated for many years.

The pain of losing my relatives was heart-wrenching, beyond words, my nose was sore, I almost cried, I took out a cigarette and smoked a few puffs, and my mood calmed down a bit.

The dwarf said that the big head came out......

(End of chapter)