Nothing to say all night......

In the early morning, it is early spring, and the morning breeze after the spring rain is still a little 'energetic'.

Master Zhang ordered the servant to send a set of clean clothes, and he went out early.

Lintian knew that Master Zhang was going to prepare for the children's exam the day after tomorrow, so he didn't pay attention to it, had breakfast, and went out.

Yesterday's events spread very quickly, and now everyone knows about it, walking on the street in the sky, many people are pointing fingers, and some are respectful and staying away, probably for fear of the Wen family's revenge.

Lintian himself also understands that the Wen family will not give up, and the next revenge may follow, and he must leave Wenxian County immediately now, and try his best to get Xiucai, so that he can at least temporarily protect himself. Before leaving, I still have to go to the grave of my parents to pay respects.

There is a hill in the south of the city, except for some large families in Wen County, most of them buried the cemetery there, after the fire many years ago, Lintian's parents were sent by the Wen family and buried on the hill in the south of the city.

Following the path up the mountain, it didn't take long for Lintian to come to the grave of his parents.

The name of his father's 'Lin Yuan' is clearly engraved on it. After a simple prayer, he sat down next to the tombstone.

Unconsciously, I recalled that when I was a child, my life for more than ten years was really a little boring, as if my fate had taken a turn since I could remember, and every time I encountered something, it was bad luck, was it really God's arrangement? Lintian couldn't help but laugh at himself a little when he thought of this.

The already handsome face showed a little pain. He remembered the fire again, although after many years, he still felt very strange, but many things, he couldn't remember clearly.

Lintian sighed helplessly, it seems that only after he is strong can he come back to find out.

At this moment, there was a sound of bamboo sticks beating in the distance, Lintian didn't care, thinking that it was other people who came to worship, but it didn't take long for a voice to come:

"Little brother, look, can you give me some food?"

Lin Tian looked back strangely, and in front of him was an old man in some old clothes, estimated to be over sixty years old, carrying a bamboo box on his back, and was seriously looking at the pastries brought by Lin Tian at this time.

At first, Lintian thought that there must be something wrong with his brain, but when he looked back, he threw it away anyway.

"Well, since the worship is over, you can take it and eat it, senior. ”

The old man was a little relieved and sat down happily: "Hehe, thank you little brother, the old man has traveled here, but he is a little hungry, so you're welcome." ”

After speaking, he picked up the pastry and ate it, while looking at the tombstones of Lintian's parents.

"Little brother, dare to ask who you are engraved with this tombstone?" the old man asked.

Lintian replied casually: "Parents below." ”

The old man suddenly laughed: "Haha, little brother, don't lie to me about this old bone." ”

Lintian raised his head: "Senior, there is no need to lie below, this is indeed the parents of the younger generation." ”

The old man groaned a little, and then said, "Little brother, since you gave me this pastry, I will mention you a few words, which can be regarded as a reward for you." ”

The old man wiped the pastry powder from his mouth and continued:

"If I'm not mistaken, this place is not the cemetery of your parents, anyone who has read the book knows that everything in this world is determined by luck, even if there is no life, but this weather luck will still linger in the hanging room, but here, but not even a little luck can be felt, I think, there should be nothing below. ”

The theory of luck, of course Lintian knows, it should be said that the people of the entire Wenzhou Continent know that here, luck is something that most ordinary people know but don't talk about, everyone has luck, it seems that God has already formulated it, and everyone's luck is different, so it is divided into three, six, nine and so on. It is said that the better the luck, the more luck you have. But many people are afraid to mention it, for fear of being damned. But there is such a type of people, they can cultivate luck, so as to change their lives, thousands of years of legend: one life, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five merits. Therefore, reading the road to fame is the fastest way, which is why there are so many literati in this world.

Lintian was a little disbelieving, looked at the old man and said, "This is impossible, I watched them bury my parents back then, even if it is true, then why did you do this?"

The old man looked at Lintian and stood up: "Believe it or not, you can see at a glance, the old man said all this, as for why this happened, you may have to ask the person who handled the burial back then." ”

After saying that, the old man left.

Lin Tian didn't ask again, he knew that this old man must not be simple, and he would not have any answer if he asked again. But he could feel as if he had discovered some mystery, something, and was getting closer to him step by step.

Lin Tian looked at the tombstone like this, and he felt a little conflicted in his heart. He had some faith in the old man's words, but he didn't know whether he should open the long-sealed tomb or not.

After a long time, "Whew~!" Lin Tian took a deep breath. Silently made up his mind.

"What happened back then, we must find out, even if it is broken bones, the hatred of parents is not shared. ”

Lintian knelt down, kowtowed three times, and then began to dig the earth.

.........

In the evening, it rained lightly in Wenxian County, and the business of the teahouse and shop gradually improved, but because of the rain, there were no people on the street.

At this time, an unkempt young man walked from the south of the city, feeling a little lost and depressed.

Lintian walked silently in the rain, he couldn't figure it out, it was obviously the one who saw the burial with his own eyes, but why when he opened the wooden coffin, there was nothing inside.

"There must be some conspiracy in that fire, Wen Houde must have a secret that he didn't tell me, and there must be a reason why the Wen family has bullied me over the years. Lintian thought about the past in his heart.

He now has doubts in his heart, which is inseparable from Wen Houde, although he doesn't know the reason, but at the same time, it also shows that his current situation is very dangerous.

"If it is the fire started by the Wen family, then there must be a plan, I can live to this day, it is very likely that the Wen family has not gotten what I want, it seems that I want to go to Cangzhou as much as possible, and I must be admitted to Xiucai before I can protect myself. ”

While thinking about it, Lin Tian quickened his steps and walked towards the middle school attached to Master Zhang.

When Lintian walked away, at the mouth of the alley not far away, two figures appeared, both dressed as family members.

"You go back and tell Master Sù first, and the housekeeper, I'll keep watching. One of them said.

"Alright, I'll go back. With that, the man disappeared into the alley.

The spring rain is still falling, and it seems to have cast a veil over the city, and the more you try to see it, the more you can't see it clearly.

Lintian's heart was shrouded in fog, but he knew that the truth was coming to him......