Chapter Ninety-Eight: Returning Home
When I woke up, it was noon the next day.
Zhang Xuanqing opened his eyes and found that he was still nesting on the sofa, covered with a large quilt.
There was a sound of talking in my ears, it was Aunt Lin's house, and when I walked over, I saw that Lin Lin and Yang Shanshan had woken up and were talking to Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin.
He walked over to say hello, and Uncle Lin immediately stood up and held his hand, saying, "Grasshopper, thanks to you last night, if it weren't for you, Linlin and the others would have been bullied." ”
Bullied?
Zhang Xuanqing didn't know why, and looked at Lin Lin and Yang Shanshan blankly: Was that bullied last night?
I saw Lin Lin hurriedly stand up: "Dad, Brother Zhang has slept for so long, he must be hungry, you go and get him some food." ”
Uncle Lin patted his head in annoyance: "Look at my brain, I almost forgot." As he walked out, he said, "Sitting, let's take a while, and we'll give you a hot meal." ”
When Uncle Lin went out, Lin Lin also walked next to Zhang Xuanqing and whispered, "Brother Zhang, what happened yesterday...... Can you please not tell my parents, I'm afraid they're worried......
It turned out that after Zhang Xuanqing fell asleep yesterday, Lin Lin didn't say anything because she was frightened, but she made Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin anxious for a night. The next day, when Yang Shanshan woke up, the two little girls discussed it, and felt that Lin Lin's parents couldn't know about last night's events, otherwise how could they explain Lin Lin's pregnancy? On the way back, I met the bad guys, thanks to Zhang Xuanqing who beat the bad guys away, but Yang Shanshan was accidentally hit in the head and fainted. Later, the three of them went to the clinic in town, which was delayed for so long.
Zhang Xuanqing's "martial arts since childhood" Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin also knew about it, so they naturally believed it, and they didn't expect that their baby daughter would lie to them. Zhang Xuanqing didn't want to say anything about this, it was not his turn to interfere in the affairs of other people's families, he would cheat, and no matter how much he cheated, it would be a well-intentioned deception. Now Aunt Lin is still sick in bed, knowing the truth, she is really angry, and no one wants to see it.
So, during Uncle Lin's hot meal, Zhang Xuanqing was pulled by Aunt Lin to ask about the situation last night, and he spoke casually. With Lin Lin and Yang Shanshan on the side "supplementing details", it really fooled Aunt Lin over.
After eating, Zhang Xuanqing immediately said goodbye to Lao Lin's family. Uncle Lin tried his best to keep him: "Grasshopper, stay for two more days, you see it's snowing outside, and the mountain road is not easy to walk......
Not to mention that Zhang Xuanqing hadn't found it yet, he looked out the window, but saw that overnight, the outside was already silvery, and there were still snowflakes in the sky. Although he is not afraid of snowy roads, he can't bear Uncle Lin's stay. I couldn't shirk it, thinking that it would be okay to go back, so I agreed. didn't notice the strange color that flashed on Uncle Lin's face when he kept him.
It turned out that Zhang's father and mother called Uncle Lin early this morning and asked if there was anything abnormal in Yingpan Village last night. Uncle Lin said no, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother felt that what happened in the village was not simple, and they also found that the old Taoist priest died tragically in his own yard, and several young people who were unconscious outside the old Taoist priest's house that night, and they didn't dare to let Zhang Xuanqing go back. Therefore, they asked Uncle Lin to let Zhang Xuanqing stay for a few more days, and it was snowing in the early hours of the morning, so Uncle Lin simply used this excuse to keep Zhang Xuanqing.
By the time Zhang Xuanqing returned home, it was already the afternoon of the third day. As soon as he entered the village, he noticed that something was wrong, and saw that the streets in the village were empty and the houses were extremely quiet. It stands to reason that the end of the year is approaching, and even if it snows, it shouldn't be so deserted. When I got home, my father was not there, and my mother was the only one. When I asked, I learned that today was the day of the burial of the old Taoist, and most of the men in the village went to the back mountain to bury the old Taoist.
"What? The old Taoist priest is dead?" Zhang Xuanqing couldn't help but be shocked when he got the news.
Mother Zhang then told the vision of the village that night, and then said: "You don't know, you really frightened my mother that night, and the death of the old Taoist priest was ...... It's very infiltrating, like a dry corpse, if it wasn't for the fact that they saw him come out the day before, everyone thought he was already gone. Now everyone guesses that the events of that night must have something to do with him, after all, his death was not normal, and that night in the village was even more abnormal. Maybe, there was a problem with the feng shui in our village, and a zombie was raised. In order to save everyone, the old man fought with the zombie to lose both, and the old man died for the people in our village. Otherwise, he is so capable and has lived for more than a hundred years, how could he leave for no reason?"
Zhang Xuanqing didn't know whether it was true or not, and his head was confused. He didn't know if there were any zombies in the world, and even the ghosts had only been seen two nights before...... By the way, the ghost! His heart shook suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the loud noise he had heard that night, and remembered that it was the direction of the village.
He didn't think about it that night, but now he thinks about it, how did that loud noise come about? Why can only he hear it, but Lin Lin can't hear it? After thinking about it, the ghost baby ran directly in the direction of the loud noise...... Does the death of the old Taoist priest have anything to do with the ghost baby?
There is also a small hall of horses......
"Mom, do you know that there is a young man in the old man's family, where is he now?" asked Zhang Xuanqing with a solemn face.
Mother Zhang was surprised when she heard this: "How do you know that there is a young man in his family?" and then said: "Speaking of which, I haven't really seen that young man before, and I don't know when he came, but listening to your Uncle Cai, it seems that the person has been here for a while, but he doesn't go out often." By the way, that person seems to be the same as the old man, he is also a Taoist priest and knows some means. Huzi and Daqiang were the ones who woke them up. However, after the man woke up Huzi and them, he left two Chinese medicine prescriptions and left. It seems that he is also injured, if it weren't for your Uncle Cai who saw him at the old man's house before, knowing that he seems to have a good relationship with the old man, you still think that the old man was killed by him. ”
Huzi and Daqiang were the young people who were unconscious outside the old Taoist's house that night. Uncle Cai is the neighbor of the old Taoist priest. Zhang Xuanqing rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that things were getting more and more complicated. Based on his mother's account alone, he couldn't conclude that the death of the old Taoist priest had nothing to do with Ma Xiaotang, but he couldn't understand why Ma Xiaotang was in such a hurry to leave. After frowning and thinking for a long time, he asked his mother about the location of the old Taoist priest's burial, and then went out of the house.
The grave of the old Taoist priest is in the back mountain, a heavy snow is all over the mountain, and the snow can not have feet and necks. Zhang Xuanqing carried light skills and quickly swept through the mountains, although he had not yet reached the realm of stepping on the snow without a trace, but compared with ordinary people, he only left a shallow footprint on the snow.
When I arrived at the location of the old Taoist grave, the old Taoist priest had been buried at this time, and the old and young masters in the village were kowtowing to the old Taoist priest, and while kowtowing, I heard someone chant again: "Old man, thanks to you, the sacrifice you made for everyone, everyone knows that if it weren't for you, the village would have to suffer a catastrophe ...... it" It seems that most people in the village agree with Zhang's mother's statement.
Most of the people in the countryside are superstitious, and the identity of the old Taoist priest is well known to everyone, and the people in the village also admire the old Taoist priest very much on ordinary days. Now that such a strange thing has happened, and the old Taoist priest is dying strangely, so naturally, the people in the village can't help but think about ghosts and gods.
As for whether there is any credit for Ma Xiaotang in this, Zhang Xuanqing didn't know, and he didn't ask just now. When they came to the people by the grave, some of them had already kowtowed and were about to go back. When he saw him, he immediately shouted: "Brother Zhang, your son is back." ”
Zhang's father was also in the crowd at this time, and when he heard the shouting, he immediately got up and came to Zhang Xuanqing's side, and pouted: "You're back." Then he said, "Go, kowtow to the old man." ”
"Okay!" Zhang Xuanqing did not refuse, he had learned martial arts from the old Taoist, and it was reasonable that the old Taoist priest was gone, and he should kowtow to the old Taoist. Of course, you can't kowtow to the dead, you can't kowtow to the dead, you have to kowtow to the dead.
After the four heads fell, Zhang Xuanqing stood up and asked his father and the old and young masters in the village about that night. He didn't get any more information than he had received from his mother, because he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and he couldn't be sure what the old Taoist priest had died for.
When the villagers gradually went down the mountain to go home, Zhang Xuanqing stayed. It wasn't until he was the only one left in the cemetery that he sat down in front of the grave, picked up a bottle of liquor from the tribute, first gave the old Taoist priest a glass, sprinkled it on the ground, and then took a big sip of the bottle himself.
The weather is cold and the spirits are fiery.
The hot liquor slid through the esophagus and flowed into the stomach, Zhang Xuanqing took a sip himself, poured a sip in front of the old Taoist priest's grave, gradually, a wry smile climbed on his face, and after drinking a bottle of wine, he couldn't help but sigh at the grave.
"Old Taoist, old Taoist, tell me what is good for you?"
"Originally, I was going to wait for Ma Xiaotang to leave, and ask you about Ma Xiaotang, who would have thought that you would leave first, and go so thoroughly. ”
"It's okay to leave, but you can leave two last words and explain what happened that night. Why don't you leave anything, it makes the people in the village panic, you say how fucked you are!"
"And that Ma Xiaotang, mysteriously got out of the way, and didn't say that he would leave when Lao Tzu came back. Do you think he will take revenge and slaughter you?"
"Although he doesn't look like that kind of person, but people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, how can this be said accurately......"
"And that ghost baby, grandma's, I'm going to come back and ask you about ghosts, who knows you won't even give me this opportunity. ”
"The ghost baby must have come here when he left the woods...... If you weren't bragging before, it stands to reason that you should be quite capable, and it shouldn't be something that a ghost baby can solve, right?"
"But that's how you go......"
"You deserve it, you deserve it! You don't pass on martial arts to me, and you don't tell me about ghosts! This time it's okay, it's dead, look at how you still talk to me!"
"Old bastard......"
Thinking about it, Zhang Xuanqing felt that his eyes were a little wet. I wiped it indiscriminately, my eyes swept over the grave, and I was suddenly stunned.