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Today, there was a drizzle of rain again, which made people look bored for no reason, and always felt that the rain was a person's thoughts, inextricably linked, endless, and difficult to sort out.

The speed of the carriage is not fast, and it is walking in a hurry, and in the carriage, Chen Jianchen is holding a book and reading in this inconvenient time and space, reading has almost become the best way to pass the loneliness of the journey.

Sometimes he thinks that it would be great if he could master all kinds of Xiaoshu like those monks, and the whole person who recites a mantra and says "Tuxiao" will go underground, and walk against the earth, how comfortable he is? Unfortunately, such a wish is afraid that it will be difficult to realize it.

A person's life is always full of choices, since one direction is chosen before the fork in the road, then the path in the other direction, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, has nothing to do with oneself.

Dong'an Township is located on the south side of Bijia Mountain, and Chen Jianchen's hometown Jingyang Village belongs to the same direction.

Thinking about passing through his hometown, Chen Jianchen wanted to take a trip to Fengshan first. However, after thinking about it, it is estimated that it will take a lot of time to go to Fengshan, so let's go to that Xi Ping first, and after solving this matter, I will come back to meet Ying Ning. According to Wang Fu's feedback, Jiang Yu, the black-shirted guerrilla general from the capital, entered Jiangzhou City the day before yesterday and became a VIP in the government.

He returned in vain, which proved that Ying Ning and Xiaoyi were safe and sound, and there was nothing to worry about.

However, this trip is going to confront Hou Qing, the god of Bijia Mountain, head-on, but I am afraid that it will not go well. According to Ding Yin's account, Hou Qing's cultivation realm has been a Jindan Dacheng, and he has been operating in Beacon Mountain for many years, and it is deeply rooted.

The carriage galloped for nearly three hours, and finally came to Dong'an Township. Inquired about Xi Fangping's home, and soon the villagers guided him to a somewhat dilapidated tiled house.

This is Xi Fangping's home, with a white silk hanging at the door of the house, obviously holding a funeral.

Chen Jianchen frowned, got out of the carriage, and ordered the coachman to wait outside, and he stepped into the Xi family by himself.

The inside of Xi's house is deserted, except for some broken furniture, which can basically be described as the four walls of the house.

"Your Excellency?"

Hearing the sound of someone entering the house, a young man with a Chinese character face wearing linen and filial piety came out and was surprised to see Chen Jianchen.

Chen Jianchen was an uninvited guest, but before he came, he had already thought of the lines and dialogue, and said: "In Xia Minghua Academy, the surname Chen, the word Liuxian, made a special trip from Jiangzhou to visit Brother Xi." ”

This young man is really Xi Fangping, the Xi family was originally the only one who depended on him and his father, but now that his father has died, he is the only one left. He glanced at Chen Jianchen and said in surprise, "You know me?"

Chen Jianchen smiled: "I haven't known each other, but I've admired it for a long time." ”

In the Tiantong Dynasty, as the grassroots level of scholars, Xiucai is very advocating mutual communication, and those who meet xìng can become friends, and the so-called "Wangmen Throwing Thorns" is also, which is also an effective means of making friends. Not to mention, sometimes the camaraderie is very strong, no less than the camaraderie of classmates.

For example, in Minghua College, the so-called friendship between classmates is as thin as paper, and Chen Jianchen got the qualification to go to Zhejiang to participate in activities on behalf of the academy, which immediately caused a swarm of dissatisfaction among the students.

But if you are dissatisfied, you will be dissatisfied, these friendships, don't do it.

Hearing Chen Jianchen's words, Xi Fangping hurriedly returned the salute and said, "Brother Chen has a good reputation. The god was slightly gloomy.

is also a Xiucai background, and he also has the qualifications to study in Minghua Academy, but because of his poor family and not a poor student, Xi Fangping cannot go to Minghua College to study, and compared with Chen Jianchen, it is inevitable that he will have a sense of inferiority.

Chen Jianchen pretended to look around and asked, "What is this in Brother Xi's mansion?"

Xi Fangping came from the bottom of his heart, his eyes were red, and he choked up: "My father passed away due to illness the day before yesterday..............."

Chen Jianchen sighed and comforted: "Brother Xi's festival is changing, well, I don't know what kind of disease my uncle is suffering from, and even withdrawing his hand Xihuan?" Hearing this, Xi Fangping raised his head a little dazedly, and said with tears in his eyes: "I don't know, my father is very ill, and the night before yesterday he suddenly grabbed my hand and shouted loudly, saying something" The sheep bought the ghost again, so that the stick and cane hit me, Yunyun, and then he was red and swollen all over his body, and he screamed. ”

Chen Jianchen's heart moved, and he clapped his hands violently and said, "Speaking of this, could it be that there is something strange about my uncle's death?"

Xi Fangping was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

If it weren't for the wonders, why would my uncle say that the sheep had done him so badly? So who is this sheep, and has Brother Xi ever known?"

Xi Fangping replied: "He's a rich man in his hometown, but he died a few years ago. ”

Chen Jianchen sighed and asked casually: "Did my uncle have a grudge against this sheep before?"

Xi Fangping suddenly remembered something: "It's just that those grievances are all old things, why are they involved until now?"

Chen Jianchen's mouth pursed, knowing that things such as yīn Si would be unbelievable even if they were said truthfully, especially as a scholar, Xi Fangping would not easily accept such a statement. After a little hesitation, he opened his mouth and said: "Everyone talks about the Pure Land, but they don't know the life and death: their thoughts are all mí, and they don't know why they come from, and they don't know why they go." ”

Xi Fangping was stunned, he was not such a nerd who was dead reading, he heard some meaning, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Chen, what do you mean by this?"

Chen Jianchen said: "Brother Xi, don't hide it, I had a dream last night, I dreamed that your father was caught by two ghosts, and he kept beating with sticks......"

He had an idea, and simply used the way of a dream to tell Ding Yin to himself, and to Xi Fangping as it was, hoping that he would be touched after listening to it.

Sure enough, Xi Fangping, who was a filial son, heard that his father had been tortured so harshly, and thought of the tragic situation before his father's death, the two were indistinguishable, and his heart was immediately shaken, and he grabbed Chen Jianbi's hand: "Brother Chen, what you said is true?"

Chen Jianchen sighed: "Brother Xi, we have never known each other, do you think it is necessary for me to lie? I came to look for Brother Xi, in fact, to tell the story directly. In the dream, my uncle also said, let me tell you, tell you to go to the top of Beacon Hill and save my uncle from the sea of suffering. ”

In fact, what he said, because he concealed the key plot, there were many loopholes and flaws, which can be found by those who are interested as long as they think about it carefully. However, at the moment, Xi Fang's square inch is in chaos, where can he think so much, of course, there are still doubts, but Chen Jianchen said it clearly, and there is no need to lie, he immediately believed a little, and then asked: "Brother Chen, did my father say how to save him?"

Chen Jianchen said: "I said, it's better for Brother Xi to follow me into the carriage, let's talk in detail on the road, even if the dream is absurd, but we should go to the Beacon Mountain to burn a stick of incense to comfort the soul of the dead." ”

The last sentence hit Xi Fangping's soft underbelly, he no longer hesitated, cleaned up a little, got into the carriage with Chen Jianchen, and rushed to Beacon Mountain. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to send the novel (horn mn than m) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is the motivation of my nose. ）

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