The two of them stayed for a while, but whether it was the eight kings of Shen Da Shen Er's "Yin Soul Reporting Sect", or the gambling ghost card on Shen Lang's body, there was no breath coming out. Wei Fei and Chen Feng had no choice but to return. It's just the road in Wenfeng Town, so that when they return to the old master's house, it is already the end of the day. The courtyard was as quiet as the whole town, and neither the old master nor Shen Lang seemed to have returned, only the autumn wind that blew at some point brought a hint of coolness.

This kind of wind can only be regarded as insignificant compared to the wind that usually raises loess in the northwest, but when most of the people in Wenfeng Town got up, they found that it was only overnight, and it seemed that because of this gust of wind, the weather that was still sultry yesterday suddenly came to the season of falling leaves, and the meaning of Xiao Suo went straight into everyone's hearts.

The crowd on the street grew, and everyone's faces were a little dazed and panicked. Compared with the death of the only champion in the town, Lang Zhang, what made them even more disturbing was the murderous statement. In just a few days, even the bell, which is usually only ringed at the shrine, rang several times, and the bell seemed to have become a death knell, and once it rang, the news of the evil came.

Although Wenfeng Town is divided into two ancestral halls in the east and west, there are also two streets as the dividing line, but hundreds of years of time have passed, this street is only distinguished by the ancestral hall of the two families of the Shen family, in fact, the people with the surname Zhang and Shen in the town have been separated from the original on both sides of the two streets, and gradually mixed with each other. In ordinary times, they also get along harmoniously.

The home of Zhang Tianru, the patriarch of the West Ancestral Hall, is also a standard courtyard with several stone steps in front of the door, and there are stone lions on both sides of the town. At this moment, the door was open, but the two door panels with scarlet nails were pasted with a blank piece of paper. Walking into the courtyard, there is a shadow wall in front of you, on which the magnificent picture of the mountains and rivers is painted in thick and color. Turning the shadow wall, I saw that the wide patio was almost full of people. Many of them wore white filial piety hats on their heads, some were in the West Ancestral Hall, and some were in the Moving Ancestral Hall, but although there were a lot of people, no one made a sound, and a sad atmosphere enveloped everyone's heads.

And Si Yue, Shen Lang, and Shen Da Shen Er were actually mixed in the corners of the crowd. Bursts of coughing came from the room, violent but weak, muffled with gasps. The eyebrows of everyone in the courtyard were full of worry, and even Wei Fei and Chen Feng knew that this cough was an old problem with Zhang Tianru, the leader of the West Ancestral Hall. Zhang Tianru's seniority in the West Ancestral Hall was originally very high, but when he was young, he insisted on going to the Ancestral Hall, although this move made some old people in the West Ancestral Hall very dissatisfied, but a few years later, after Zhang Tianru returned to the town from outside, the insight and ability he showed made people have to be convinced, and his prestige gradually increased, and finally he was elected as the patriarch of the West Ancestral Hall without any suspense.

Compared with Shen Zhifei, the patriarch of the East Ancestral Hall, Zhang Tianru is indeed more courageous, it is under his measures and persistence that Wenfeng Town began to open to the outside world, although the progress is slow, but it also makes Wenfeng Town have today's atmosphere in the original thick historical inheritance. Zhang Tianru's wife died early, but she gave birth to two sons, the eldest son Zhang Tongchao has an honest personality, except for studying and devoting himself to the top prize, he is slow to respond to anything else. The second son, Zhang Tonglian, is just the opposite, with a flexible mind, far-reaching scheming, and a steady manner, with Zhang Tianru's style of acting back then, it is not surprising that he will be the best candidate for the next patriarch of the West Temple.

But a few months ago, after Zhang Tongchao entered the county seat once, he lost his news since then, although Zhang Tianru usually doesn't pay attention to this eldest son, but after all, he is his own flesh and blood, after a serious illness, he left the root of bronchitis, but then no one could have imagined that the second son Zhang Tonglian, when the town searched for Wei Fei and Chen Feng yesterday, was found to be the body. Zhang Tianru could no longer support it and was bedridden.

At this time, the crowd in the courtyard suddenly made a slight commotion, and only someone could hear someone whispering: "It's the fourth grandmother." Immediately after that, everyone turned their heads to each other, and the voice of "the fourth grandmother is coming" spread. A line parted in the crowd, and the figure of the four grandmothers walked over. "Four grandmothers!" "Four grandmothers!" Respectful greetings rang out one after another.

A middle-aged man came out of the door, and he said urgently to the fourth grandmother: "Fourth grandmother, you are finally here, and his body is getting ...... more and more."

When the fourth grandmother entered the door, she turned her head in the direction of the two Shen brothers, seemed to glance at it casually, and then sighed. As soon as she entered the door, Shen Lang, who was hiding in a corner, also quietly slipped out of the crowd, and after exchanging a look, Shen Da and Shen Er on the other side also quietly and slowly retreated. After the figures of the three people disappeared into the crowd, Siyue followed again.

The room was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine. Zhang Tianru was lying in the bedroom on the east side, and after the middle-aged man let the four grandmothers into the room, he poured a cup of tea and waited in the hall. Without the instructions of the fourth grandmother, the middle-aged man did not dare to enter the room, he was worried about Zhang Tianru's condition, so he listened attentively. The bead curtain in front of the room swayed, and the four grandmothers could be seen slowly standing at the head of Zhang Tianru's bed. I only heard Zhang Tianru say in a hoarse voice: "Four...... You're here......"

The fourth grandmother didn't speak, just let out a long sigh, and then muttered something. The middle-aged man seemed to see through the bead curtain that there was a thin red light that circled around Zhang Tianru's bedhead. Then Zhang Tianru suddenly straightened up and sat up with a "whew". The middle-aged man couldn't see Zhang Tianru's face, but he only heard Zhang Tianru breathe out of despair, lay back again, and said in a low voice: "Fourth Grandma, your prescription is too violent...... It's too fierce......" There seemed to be helplessness and despair in his tone, and it was indescribably weird.

The fourth grandmother stood at the head of his bed for a while, and slowly turned around and walked out, and she didn't say a word the whole time. The middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him with tea, "Fourth Grandma, how is his condition?" The fourth grandmother waved her hand and looked back at Zhang Tianru lying on the bed in the bead curtain, "The so-called illness is like a wall falling, and illness is like a thread, as long as it is not a cycle of cause and effect, retribution comes, there is always a law to treat." ”

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