Republic of China

Chapter 319 The source of coldness

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Zhao Sanyuan and Lao Liu over there were experiencing one wave of unforgettable horror events, while Lao Kang and Xiucai here were drinking heavily with Yan Song, completely unaware of how miserable the other two brothers were.

We are all cultural people, and we must have a lot of common topics. For example, if what we talk about is internal combustion engines, the most you know is Bobo Chicken, which is very hurtful.

When Lao Kang said that his brothers were 'gentlemen' who traveled around the world, Yan Song did not express much surprise. After all, it was not uncommon for people to eat this kind of rice in the world. No matter whether it was true or not, it was not unreliable. The villagers will definitely be able to find a half-immortal.

However, Yan Song, who had received higher education, asked an ancient question that sounded extremely feudal.

"I believe that you must have dealt with many difficult and strange things, and have helped many people who were in trouble. Looking back, we can look back at those chaotic situations. Was it fate or an accident?"

What Yan Song got was an answer worth pondering for a long time.

The scholar was the first to speak, and he gave an example.

"Let me tell you a story. Before our pharmacy business started, my father was a tiger wagging bells, and he was quite famous in Langfang. That year was the invasion of the Eight-Power Allied Forces, and Langfang was a strategic hub in Gyeonggi Province, so it was bound to be exposed to war. So those who are willing to run have already gone out to avoid disasters, including the doctors and nurses from Langfang Boji Hospital. The world is very chaotic. In the face of personal safety, selfishness is the norm, but some people can run, and some people can't. Farun, like a pregnant woman who is ready to give birth at any time.”

"The hospital was short of people. It happened that my dad was a warm-hearted man. After seeing the notice posted at the hospital gate, he volunteered to go inside to help. It happened that a mother was having a difficult labor. No one had any idea. When it was difficult, there were relatives of other mothers outside. He urged me, saying that I had hired an expert to calculate the time, but my wife’s water broke at this moment, so I jumped on it and told them to hurry up. "

At this point, the scholar sighed with a smile on his face and was helpless at the same time, and continued: "What's interesting is that the woman was indeed able to give birth naturally at the right time, but there are many other factors that are completely beyond human control. It happened to be that time The former Qing Dynasty was dull and exhausted. It happened that the Eight-Power Allied Forces were advancing towards the imperial capital. It happened that no private midwives could be found. It happened that most of the doctors and nurses in the only hospital in Langfang were gone. It happened that the previous mother had a difficult delivery, etc. "

"Fortunately, God tempered me, and with the joint efforts of my father and the doctors and nurses who stayed behind, the combination of Chinese and Western methods finally saved the mother with dystocia. After struggling for so long, the time when she gave birth to her child happened to be the time when the family outside invited an expert to We carefully selected those who were said to be able to make a successful career. As you can imagine, that family was in trouble, crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves. They didn’t even wait for the mother inside to stabilize before they barged into the operating room. There was no other way. Life was at stake. I Dad and the others didn’t have time to take a breath and continue rescuing people.”

"Originally, the second mother was able to give birth normally at the auspicious time, and there was still time left, but there was a sound of breaking through the air, and then there were explosions one after another. The army of foreign devils arrived in Langfang, and the shelling shocked me. The mother was supposed to have a normal delivery at an auspicious time, but it unexpectedly turned into a difficult delivery. My father and the others tried their best and put in a lot of effort to save the mother and daughter. But don't think about the auspicious time, and the time is your fate, so force it. No."

This story of Lu Xiucai can be regarded as an innate destiny, and it also shows his attitude. Regarding Yan Song's question, his answer is unquestionable.

Everything is destined, sins and relationships in the past life will be repaid in this life, and blessings will be reincarnated in the next life. No one can escape this circle.

Yan Song tasted it carefully and said, "That makes sense, but it's also a Taoist classic that I can't help but have my destiny, right?"

At this time, Lao Kang spoke, and he shook his head, "The premise of my destiny is that I can't help but turn the elixir into gold for hundreds of millions of years. When I have faced people who ask me similar questions, I will use all my knowledge and experience to explain. I talked about Mencius's internal pursuit of external pursuits, Lao Tzu's moral self-righteousness, and all the mistakes of Yin and Yang could not escape the word Yin and Yang. But later I gradually understood that it is useless to say this, because these people are all leaders. You ask questions based on the answers, so let me ask you, Brother Yan, what is the ultimate question behind this question?"

"It seems that Brother Kang has spoken out many times before. Yes, I do have a second question. Yan Song's smile is very free and easy. What I want to ask is, the poor man who was maliciously hurt to death by others, what did he do? Must he die? Is this his fate?"

Lao Kang and Xiucai had been observing the changes in Yan Song's expression, and found that his smile seemed free and easy, but the corners of his eyes were slightly twitching, and his tone was by no means calm.

Coming back to the question itself, it is a big question, as complex as Yan Song’s micro-expressions. It seems to be very targeted, but in fact the question is very broad.

My brothers have always treated special issues with special treatment, and cannot generalize between people and things.

After all, the scholar was a bit younger and did not have the experience of dealing with people like Lao Kang, nor had he ever done fortune telling for others, so he simply asked, "Brother Yan, is there something you can't think about? A relative or friend has suffered something. Accident - oh my god!"

There was a cry of pain, it was Lao Kang who stepped on the scholar under the dining table.

He understood that his brother had good intentions, and he could even guess that he would use his grandfather and brother who died tragically as an example to comfort Yan Song.

But there are some things you can’t say like that.

Just because you are open-minded doesn't mean that others are open-minded. Just because you think it's a destined disaster doesn't mean that others think it is. Besides, Yan Song got married the day after tomorrow. Now is the time to talk about this?
It's like if a person wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with someone or talk about his feelings, no matter how the other person responds, it will most likely make him unhappy, because what he expresses is what he expresses through his thoughts and pain day after day. What he wanted to convey to the other party was also a feeling of long-term waiting and bitter love, but the other party thought that his feelings were cliche, that his pain and admiration were all the same, and that his melancholy was common to everyone.

The human heart is very complex, and human relationships are even more complex. One word of love can save people, but it can even kill people.

So don’t empathize with others casually, and remember not to empathize in a condescending manner. You are not a priest or priest, otherwise you will easily be resented.

Although Yan Song didn't show any disgust, he showed his attitude by not continuing the conversation.

"It's getting late. Everyone, please take a rest early. You can stay in peace for the next few days and have a wedding drink."

Seeing Yan Song tactfully giving the order to exclude guests, Lao Kang and the scholar left the main hall after saying a few polite words.

It was two o'clock in the morning, the night sky was dim, only the candlelight in the nearby house reflected the flickering light.

"Do you think Yan Song has something going on at home? Seeing that his big day is coming, why is there a hint of anger in his words?"

Lao Kang rolled his eyes and said bluntly: "As stubborn as you are, it's good if you don't give me a beating. Isn't it normal to be angry in your words? Let's take advantage of the opportunity and don't forget about business. Let's go around. Let’s go and see if we can find some clues in the Yan family. I don’t know what happened to Brother Sanyuan Liu and the others.”

In terms of human relations and sophistication, the scholar is definitely not that comprehensive, but he has never been lazy in matters. He knows that Nanyue Village is very weird, and there is something very wrong with the Yan family. Even if they are staying temporarily, they cannot live there in a daze.

Like Sanyuan Lao Liu and the others, they did not hastily choose to split up, but stayed together for stability and walked forward along the wing.

The night wind was slightly cool, not as hot and unbearable as a summer night. After walking for a while, it was actually so cool that I shivered. Lao Kang frequently covered his mouth to try not to make any sneezing sounds.

"Why can't you see anyone? Where are the servants of the Yan family? Can't the dining table in the main hall be cleared tomorrow?" The scholar frowned deeply, and after taking two more steps, he stopped completely.

The coolness surrounding him became more and more biting. At first, Xiucai thought it was a normal phenomenon after cloudy rains. Coupled with the various counterintuitive events after approaching Nanyue Village, many of his habits and common sense became blurred. , but at this moment, no matter how dull he was, he noticed something strange.

Where is the enveloping coolness in this?
This is clearly a biting Yin Qi!
"Holy shit, where did such heavy Yin Qi come from? The Yan family was built on a mass grave soaked in water?" The scholar trembled all over after realizing the seriousness of the problem. The Yin Qi generated by the corpse soaked in water is so evil, I don't believe it. There is no need to go into too much detail. If anyone’s coffin is soaked in water, it is recommended to repair it immediately.

(Speaking of soaking corpses in water, there are parentheses here again. I recently went out to do an errand. It really didn’t look like much. It was probably a grave in the countryside, the type of burial with a coffin. It was buried on public land belonging to the village. In this village They are all buried like this, and when it comes to public land, it is normal to plant crops and so on. This is how it happened.)
(Some people plant crops around the graves, even on some edges. As we all know, crops need irrigation, and irrigation requires water. You can imagine the results. Here comes the interesting thing. The family members of the deceased always have dreams before Qingming Festival. My father was wet and turned his back to him. He was shivering as he complained about the cold. In addition, he had been bumping and bumping a lot recently. He either broke his head today or sprained his foot yesterday. He was scared.)
(I followed Master when I received the commission and went to the place to take a look. I heard that the tomb bag was soaked thoroughly. I pulled out a few wheat roots and they were all wet. With the naked eye, no one could tell what was soaked underneath. To what extent, it is impossible to see whether the coffin board has been soaked in. There is no way to judge whether this is right or wrong. After all, it is public land, but if you really encounter the situation of water soaking in the grave, it is better to take it seriously.)
Lao Kang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "It is indeed too heavy! The Yin Qi of the corpse ghost I met in Fengtian City was not as heavy as this. If the corpse is really soaked in water, it is not just a matter of soaking in water!"

Even the well-informed Brother Kang said this, which shows that the problem is indeed quite serious. Xiu Cai knew about the Fengtian corpse ghost incident at the beginning. It was worse than that. The source of this strong Yin energy must be very terrifying.

"Brother Kang, did you bring the nectar bowl and sunbathing needle? If you don't bring them, I will use my method."

"Yes, I almost forgot about this trick." Lao Kang took out two magic weapons, and the scholar filled a gourd and ladle of water from a water tank not far away.

The Sun-Tian Needle and the Nectar Bowl each have many wonderful uses. They can be used to patch Sanyuan Brother's Baiji clothes, they can also be used to prick the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, and they can also set up a stall to beg for food at critical moments.

And when they are combined into one place, it is an excellent magic weapon for identifying the location of ghosts. I used this method to find the Onmyoji's secret stronghold in Sunjiawan, and I never stretch my hips when using it.

After Lao Kang prepared everything, he made a spell and started to curse. The sun-bathing needle in the nectar bowl began to rotate rapidly, causing ripples. The scholar on the side was alert to the surroundings with a demon-subduing pestle.

But after waiting for a while and receiving no response, Xiucai looked back and found Brother Kang squatting in front of the nectar bowl, scratching the bowl with his sword fingers.

"What happened? Failed?"

There was no answer, and Lao Kang continued to row around the nectar bowl, but his brows wrinkled deeper and deeper, and big beads of sweat fell down.

Any fool could tell that Lao Kang was in trouble, but the scholar didn't know anything about Taoist magic. He only knew some theory, but practical operation was not possible for the time being. He saw that the sun-bathing needle in the nectar bowl had been spinning rapidly with special Like a propeller.

In fact, the Shaitian Needle should gradually become clearer with Lao Kang's spells and finger tips. Even if it shakes, it will never spin like crazy.

The scholar thought to himself that Brother Kang had regressed in ability and was too energetic? Or is it that the sunbathing needle touched something unclean and the law was broken?
Before he could understand what was going on, Lao Kang put away the nectar bowl with a sad look on his face.

"Where is the source of Yin Qi? Brother Kang, please tell me something."

"Source? Silly brother, there are sources everywhere."

???

The scholar was confused by the competition. The amount of information was so huge that his brain was a little down for a while.

Sources everywhere?

What do you mean?
Are there evil spirits everywhere?

Surrounded?

But I really didn’t find any ghosts anywhere.

Confused, the scholar still chooses to believe Brother Kang. Nanyue Village is so weird, and if something weird happens, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

"What should we do now? Should we continue or go back to find the old man first?"

"If we go further and take a look, maybe my sunbathing needle is broken."

Lao Kang sighed, thinking that maybe his sun-shading needle was broken, and it would take a lot of effort to practice another one. Then he would see if he could ask his master for a ready-made one.

"Brother Kang! Brother Kang, come quickly!"

At the door of a warehouse not far away, the scholar waved excitedly, apparently having discovered something.

When Lao Kang went over and looked in along the window edge, he was also shocked.

Paper money, ingots, cold clothes, bamboo incense, yellow paper and so on are a lot of things used to do dead people's work.

That's right, it's the work of the dead, not just burning the dead, because no matter how particular ordinary people are, without technical guidance from knowledgeable people, it is certainly impossible to prepare so completely and stock up in such large quantities.

If combined with the current situation, it would be even weirder.

Yan Song is getting married the day after tomorrow, and it is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. How can he put these things that conflict with happiness and mourning in the house?

With doubts and heavy hearts, the two brothers continued to investigate along the warehouse, and the more they checked, the more frightened they became.

The houses behind the main hall were covered with dust and had obviously not been cleaned for many days. They did not look like they were getting married.

not enough people?

Impossible, I clearly saw several servants busy during the day.

To put it another way, where do Yan Song’s parents live, and where do their servants live? Why can't it be found?
(End of this chapter)