Yang Shan wondered how he could hallucinate this name, and thought, could it be that this deceased was a very good friend with Tan Sitong during his lifetime? He said, how can you go one step ahead of me and abandon me, do you mean that Tan Sitong, who was brave and righteous at the entrance of the vegetable market outside Xuanwumen, Beijing, died first, he was going to meet with Tan Sitong, but he didn't expect that he heard bad news before he saw this side, so he regretted it for the rest of his life when he died.

Yang Shan thought again, the reason why I can hear that voice is that the deceased wants to entrust me to help him fulfill this wish? Yang Shirt laughed at himself, laughing at himself for really being able to think blindly, it was really whimsical.

The short blind man picked up the scrap book on the ground, and found that there were three small words in the lower left corner of the book, and he read it out: "Still strong and flying." He pronounced the word "yet" as the sound of "also".

Bazihu touched his beard and smiled, and said, "Old man, you read it wrong, it's not that there is still something to be repaid, it should be borrowed and repaid." Zhuang Fei is the name of the person, this Chinese and foreign chronicle may have borrowed a name Zhuang Fei before his death, ready to return it, or, this dried corpse is called Zhuang Fei, after he died, someone returned the book to him and put it into the ground together. ”

Spectacular? No one is more sensitive to the word "Zhuang Fei" than Yang Shan, he was shocked again, the voice he heard shouting Zhuang Fei really echoed the words in the book, making him feel that what he had heard before was not an auditory hallucination, nor was it a coincidence, but from the dry corpse in front of him, the deceased was really entrusting him to complete a meeting with a person named Zhuang Fei? This Zhuangfei, is it Tan Sitong?

The short blind man then threw the book on the corpse, stood up and said, "Whether he is called Zhuang Fei or not, he is already dead anyway, what's the matter, our ancestors also have people who shed blood for the reform of the law, I think, we should bury him well." ”

Mr. Bai was overjoyed, and he didn't catch half of the child, it turned out to be a broken corpse, he went back to the truck, and said: "You have said it, your ancestors have a good man with blood, but my ancestors don't, how do you want to bury him, that's your business, don't get involved with us." ”

Lang Si said: "I don't know what is new or what is changing, but I heard that this person was also a brave and dedicated man before his death, and he should bury it well, old dwarf, cannon, the three of us will clean up the rotten roots in the pit, it should be about a meter deeper, we will first bury the dry corpse of this once good man, bury some soil, and then bury the iron crutch master." ”

Niu Cannon said "ah" and said: "Brother, why am I again, how are they buried, why don't you bury two corpses together, save trouble and make sense, how good." ”

Lang Si said: "In this case, the family of the Tie Guan Master will come to move the corpse, and the corpse below will not be moved, there is no way, we have limited conditions now, and we can't dig two pits, so we can only make do with it like this." ”

I didn't expect Lang Si to be a very thick person, but he thought about it quite finely.

Just as the short blind man and Lang Si were moving the dried corpse, Yang Yi walked over and reached out to take the Chinese and foreign chronicles in his hand, his actions were unexpected.

Lang Si asked him what he wanted to do with the dead man's things, how unlucky, but don't invite ghosts.

Yang Shan said: "Uncle Lang, I think he is quite pitiful, maybe his wish before death is to meet a person named Zhuang Fei and return this Chinese and foreign chronicle." ”

It's not that there is no such possibility, but the question is what can Yang Shan do when he gets this book, Lang Si then asked: "Little goat, it's pitiful enough to collect dead people's things, and it's something that has no room for appreciation at all, can you still fulfill his wish?" ”

Yang Shan said: "At that time, there was indeed a person named Zhuang Fei among the reformers, he was Tan Sitong, he made a lot of unswerving friends during his lifetime, maybe today's dried corpse is one of them, it is better to take this book and burn it in front of Tan Sitong's tomb when the time comes, don't they all say that the paper money on the grave to the dead needs to be burned, and the burning can pass through the yin, to the hands of the deceased, then I will burn this Chinese and foreign chronicles in front of the tomb, even if I have fulfilled the wish for the return of the dried corpse." ”

Lang Si felt that there was some truth in what Yang Shirt said, no matter how he said it, he didn't do a bad thing, and he didn't stop it. Yang Shan carefully pressed the book into his arms, but fortunately, the broken book did not rot again.

After the two corpses were buried, their group continued to set off, of course, the driver was still a mustache, this time Niu Cannon did not dare to sit alone in the back row and a half, and Lang Siyang shirt, three people squeezed behind.

The car finally got out of the middle of the road and got on the road, it stands to reason that as soon as the road is flat, the drowsiness will be thick, and everyone in the car is not sleepy, they have not yet come out of the thrilling situation just now, and their spirits are still sufficient.

But no one spoke, each thinking about his own business.

At this time, the eight-character beard broke the quiet, he had a little pause, he looked for something to say: "The atmosphere should not be so heavy, they all talk, they are all big men, and it is a little abnormal if you don't talk about the bad things in the mountains." No one responded to the Bazi Hu, and the Bazi Hu continued, "No one speaks, so I'll talk about it first, and I'll talk about the Zhuang Fei on the Chinese and foreign chronicles tonight." He said in a slightly louder voice and asked, "That young man, you said that there is a person named Tan Sitong, also known as Zhuang Fei, then let me ask you, how much do you know about Tan Sitong?" ”

Yang Shirt took over and said: "It seems that he is the first person in history to shed blood for the revolution, and many follow-up people take his spirit of not being afraid of death as an example and actively join the revolutionary cause. ”

Bazihu shook his head and said, "What you said is something old-fashioned, do you know that Tan Sitong still has an unknown secret?" This secret is also related to a very supernatural thing. ”

Yang Shan scavenged all the books in his belly, and when he heard Bazihu ask, he didn't know.

Bazi Hu smiled and said, "Before telling this secret, ask me, do you know where Tan Sitong's tomb is?" ”

Yang Shirt said: "In Liuyang." ”

Bazi nonsense: "Yes, then do you know that his tomb has been stolen." ”

Yang Shirt was startled, and there was another person whose eyelids were raised, and that person was short and blind.

Yang Shirt said: "Tomb robbers are really lacking in virtue, but no matter how poor the tomb robbers are, they will not steal the tomb of a scholar, can there be valuable things in his tomb?" Tomb robbers are really crazy about money. ”

Eight-character nonsense: "You think tomb robbers are so useless? Tomb robbery is such a dangerous business, and you won't look at the small tomb at all, not to mention, you are not a high-ranking official. ”

Yang Shan wanted to say something, Mr. Bai opened his mouth, it seems that the eight-character beard opened everyone's words, Mr. Bai asked: "Why did the tomb robber rob his tomb, could it be a practice?" Or did you drink too much and find the wrong grave? ”

Bazihu didn't answer this question, but asked other questions, he asked: "Tan Sitong's Zhuangfei is his number, so who knows, what is his word?" ”

Mr. Bai said, "What number? What word? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? ”

The names of the ancients were generally divided into characters and numbers.

Yang Shan thought about it and said, "I remembered, Tan Sitong, the word is resurrected, and the number is strong!" ”

Bazi laughed and said: "Yes, yes, resurrection, that is, resurrection, then you know, why is he called resurrection?" ”

Yang Shan shook his head, and Lang said in a big voice: "Then who can know, the name was given by my father, this is an old antique for a hundred years, who do you ask." ”

Bazi nonsense: "You don't need to ask anyone, his resurrection was quite famous at the time, and, even now, you can also find out that the reason why he was named resurrection is because in the ninth year of Tongzhi, he was five years old, he had a serious illness, died, his heart was not beating, his mouth was out of breath, and his parents loved him too much, and they were reluctant to throw it, three days later, something that no one expected happened, he suddenly lived, therefore, it was named, resurrected!" ”

Everyone else is like this, it's really a supernatural thing, and it's really resurrected, Mr. Bai asked him, what is the secret you said?

The short blind man opened his mouth, as if to answer for the figure-eight hu, and he said, "That secret should be eternal life!" ”