The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 316 Ghost Road
Old man Qiao rowed the boat out, glanced at Huangqi at the stern, then at Zhu Qing in front of him, and said angrily:
"You look good in clothes, but your eyes are so blind."

Little Master Pei got angry and opened his fan, "Old man, who do you think is blind?"

"You guys!"

Old man Qiao rushed to the shore and mouthed: "You don't see that I am a good person. Isn't that little beggar a thing?"

Ok?
Mr. Pei's hand holding the fan paused, "Why is the little beggar not a thing?"

"He lied to you!"

The six people's heads thumped at the same time.

Yan Sanhe stretched out his hand and grabbed Pei Xiao's arm, signaling him to stop talking and let her ask, "Old man Qiao, how did the little beggar lie to us?"

"One tael of silver a day!"

Old man Qiao chuckled at Yan Sanhe and looked up at the other side: "Five days at the earliest, ten days and a half at the latest, don't even think about coming down that mountain and losing your fortune!"

"why?"

Old man Qiao said again: "Our famous Mr. Tang in Hejian Mansion, but he can meet him whenever he wants? No one wants to meet him!"

"If you don't want to see anyone, just refuse them."

Yan Sanhe heard the contradiction in these words, "Why did you stay on the mountain for so long?"

Old man Qiao hehe hehe, "That's because Mr. Tang has a saying: Meeting is fate, not seeing is duty."

"What do you mean by this?" Mr. Pei wondered.

Old man Qiao rolled his eyes at Mr. Pei and ignored him.

Damn it, who are you rolling your eyes at?
Little Master Pei was irritated, and just as he was about to reason, an extra arm suddenly appeared on his hand, and he patted him twice.

Just a tug, now a shot...

Little Mr. Pei almost lost his voice in joy.

Yan Sanhe took back his hand and smiled slightly: "Old man Qiao, listen to my guess, am I right?"

Rare!
Old man Qiao said in his heart that I have been ferrying people across this river my whole life, and the guests were all crying and begging me to explain myself clearly.

"Little girl, take a guess."

Yan Sanhe: "My duty is not to see you. If you don't see me, I will send you home directly, right?"

Old man Qiao nodded.

Yan Sanhe: "The mountain is not high. It can take up to an hour to climb up, so it only takes half a day to come and go. But you said it would take five days at the earliest? Obviously there is something fishy here."

Old man Qiao's turbid eyes showed some light.

"What's weird?"

Yan Sanhe looked at the sparkling water and asked himself: "The mystery is hidden in the four words 'seeing is fate'."

Old man Qiao said nothing, but Xie Zhifei couldn't help but asked, "Why?"

"I guess……"

Yan Sanhe: "Mr. Tang must have set up some kind of problem to make things difficult for the visitors. This problem is extremely difficult. It will take some time to solve it. Once solved, fate will come naturally. Mr. Qiao, am I right?"

Old man Qiao opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

"Looks like I guessed right."

Yan Sanhe looked at Xie Zhifei: "One tael a day, five taels in five days, and half a month is 15 taels. No wonder the little beggar said that this business will last for a long time, and it will make a lot of profits!"

Old man Qiao came back to his senses, unwilling to give in, and asked again: "Little girl, can you guess what the problem is?"

"No guessing!"

Yan Sanhe flatly refused, "The soldiers will stop us, the water will cover us, and we will seal this fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Qing and the others, who were originally sullen, suddenly felt a surge of confidence and courage in their hearts: Yes, with Miss Yan here, we are not afraid of the dead, but even the living!
Li Buyan even sang it with one voice——

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, my goodness in March,
Spring rain is like wine, and willows are like smoke;

Destined to meet for thousands of miles,
It’s hard to hold the other person’s hand if you don’t have the chance;
After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat,
After a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together;
If there is good fortune in thousands of years,

The white heads are concentric in front of them.

La la la la la... la la la la la..."

Except for Yan Sanhe, everyone was shocked by the singing.

Huang Qi: "..." It sounds very nice.Zhu Qing: "..." It's quite suitable for the occasion.

Little Master Pei: "..." What a shame, this song seems to have sung into my heart.

Xie Zhifei: "..." Wasn't it her mother who taught her?

Old Qiaotou: "..." The guests on this ship are all extraordinary!
……

Within a moment of getting off the boat, all the pride and confidence were like bubbles popping up on the water as the boat passed through, and then fell silent.

Three roads up the mountain appear in front of you:

The road is flat and wide, and there are many people walking there.
One is a wild road several inches wide. If you look up, you can't see anything;
There is also a path with unusually dense trees. After walking a few steps in, I feel a chill coming over me, which is a bit eerie.

Little Mr. Pei said in his heart, "What a fool!" "Is this the beginning of this fucking problem?"

Xie Zhifei: "Tell me, which one to choose?"

Li Buyan stayed away, "Don't ask me, I don't have that kind of brain."

Zhu Qing stepped back, "I only know how to fight and kill."

Huang Qi scratched his head, "My parents are both illiterate."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Yan Sanhe.

Yan Sanhe: "I don't know either."

Mr. Pei's eyes widened, his fan closed, and he hugged everyone and said, "I'll take my leave."

After turning around and walking a few steps, he turned back and walked up to Yan Sanhe with a mean smile on his face.

"It's okay. I have confidence in you. Think about it again and think about it carefully."

Seeing everyone staring at him, Mr. Pei stopped smiling.

"What are you watching to relieve the tension, do you understand?"

Everyone: "..."

Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan exchanged looks that said, "This man is terminally ill." They fell into deep thought.

After a while, she raised her eyes and asked: "If you have to find an adjective to describe these three roads..."

"This is too simple."

Little Mr. Pei opened his mouth and said, "Big road, small road, ghost road."

Everyone: "..." Don't say it, it's really appropriate.

"Master Tang is a student of Tang Qiling and a hermit. He laid out these three roads, most likely for a purpose. The big road means smoothness, the small road means bumps, and the ghost road..."

Yan Sanhe said in her heart that no one in the world understood the meaning of the ghost road better than her.

"Meaning the road to death."

After the words fell, everyone's expressions changed.

Huang Qi was frightened and was the first to express his opinion, "Well, let's choose the main road. You can see there are many footprints on it."

Zhu Qing frowned and shook his head: "There are many people who can't see Mr. Tang."

Li Buyan glanced at the path and said, "Why don't you take the path? It's difficult, but it's better than dying. What do you mean by Mr. Pei and Mr. Third?"

Little Mr. Pei had a pale face and had no time to speak.

He warmly greeted Mr. Tang’s eight generations of ancestors in his heart!

Xie Zhifei took a deep breath, and for the first time, he felt that the words of the shit stirrer sounded very pleasant to his ears: "I will also choose the small road."

Yan Sanhe: "Why?"

Xie Zhifei asked, "Master Tang is a scholar. Don't all scholars pay attention to the golden mean?"

Yan Sanhe: "I don't agree."

Xie Zhifei: "...why?"

"Ghosts are not scary, people are scary. People's hearts are much scarier than ghosts, so I choose the path of ghosts."

Yan Sanhe raised his head, met Xie Zhifei's eyes, and said softly:
"Death and then live!"

(End of this chapter)