Knife splashing

Chapter 328: Why is it too urgent to fry each other?

The setting sun shines obliquely, and the lake is slightly red.

A white flag flutters on the old willow tree at the entrance of the village.

The evening breeze blew, and paper money flew on the ground.

Li Yan and others entered the village. They could hear faint cries from every household, mixed with the sound of half-baked monks chanting sutras. The atmosphere was very depressing.

There is a stone mill in the open space just past the big willow tree. A naked child is sitting on it, holding a little yellow dog, staring blankly into the distance.

Seeing this, Shen Jinghong couldn't help but frown and said, "Gou Wa, what are you doing here? Why don't you go back and eat?"

After all, there were outsiders here, and this scene was really indecent.

Looking at the large group of people, Gou Wa was obviously a little scared and lowered his head and said, "No...no food to eat."

"Where's your dad?"

"Dad is dead."

"Where's your mother?"

"Jumped into the river."

The child answered truthfully, without joy or sadness, just numbness.

Shen Jinghong's lips trembled slightly, and he turned around and said, suppressing his grief: "Take him back and make arrangements."

"Yes, Master."

The servant in the team hurried forward, took the naked child in his hands, and whispered instructions and comforted him.

No one can be happy in this situation.

Wang Daoxuan was kind-hearted. He sighed and touched his arms, but then he changed his mind and put the silver in his hand back.

He traveled a lot when he was young and saw many things.

The child is too young to bear this kindness. If you want to help, you can only use other methods.

Shen Jinghong in front was obviously getting more and more anxious. He quickened his pace and even jogged, leading everyone to a big house in the center of the village.

Shenjiaba is named after the surname and is a typical family village.

In the center is the family with the main surname. After settling down here, they built a clan temple, and people from other surnames from all directions gradually moved in.

The Shen family mansion is quite large, with white-painted walls, a brick-and-wood structure, an eight-shaped gatehouse, a gable roof, a roof covered with small green tiles, perforated flower walls, and a ridge with brackets, which looks majestic and solemn.

Especially the main gate tower, which is built unusually tall.

This old house is obviously quite old. The lower half of the exterior wall is mottled and covered with moss, and has a musty and rotten smell.

A funeral was also taking place in the Shen family mansion.

There are couplets posted on both sides of the gate, which read: "Living a life of frugality, leaving behind forever the burden of family; after a hundred days of serious illness, the soul still hopes for virtuous descendants."

Horizontal banner: Take the big thing seriously.

Not only that, even the protruding doorhead was wrapped in white cloth, giving the place the appearance of a grand funeral.

Strangely, the door of the mansion was tightly closed, and only the sound of wooden fish and chanting could be heard from inside.

Li Yan and Wang Daoxuan glanced at each other and already had an idea in their minds.

This one does have problems.

Generally, during funerals, the door is left open.

This is not only a custom, but also a courtesy. After all, it would be inappropriate to close the door tightly when there are neighbors who come to help and relatives and friends who come to pay their respects.

The Shen family did not want to make this matter public.

Before the team got closer, a servant trotted up to the front, arrived at the door of the mansion, and knocked a few times.

The door of the gate creaked open, and a haggard old man poked his head out. When he saw Shen Jinghong, his eyes immediately lit up, and he said in a trembling voice: "The second young master is back! The second young master is back!"

After saying that, he opened the door and ran into the yard anxiously.

The old man's behavior was very rude, but it also showed that the Shen family was in a bad situation.

As for Shen Jinghong, he rushed into the yard at a quick pace.

"Dad! Big brother!"

Soon, loud crying was heard in the yard.

Li Yan and others followed him in, and faced a large screen wall with exquisite hollow stone carvings and a picture of the Five Blessings in a circular pattern.

Not only that, even the waterways on the ground and the stone windows on the walls are exquisitely carved with stones, depicting plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, or fortune, wealth, and longevity.

This kind of brick and stone carving is common in Ezhou.

But the carving is so exquisite that it must be the same as the one in Tian Yuanwai's house, made by Daye craftsmen.

The brick-carved Buddha sculptures in that place are considered unique in Ezhou.

Just by looking at this thing, you can see how wealthy the Shen family is.

Passing through the screen wall, you can see the main house and the side house connected in parallel from east to west, forming a huge front yard. On both sides are hollow wooden carved patios leading to other courtyards.

Although it is old, it is full of imposingness.

A large mourning hall had been set up in the yard. The frame was made of bamboo poles as thick as bowls, and it was covered with white and black cloths in an alternating pattern. It was as high as a floor.

Not only is it hung with elegiac couplets and white banners, but it is also surrounded by paper people, paper horses, wreaths and other items.

There were two coffins inside, supported by thick wooden benches, three feet off the ground. There was a ceramic basin for burning paper in front, and an oil lamp was lit under the coffins.

There is also a saying about this oil lamp, which is that it illuminates the path to the underworld for loved ones.

There are two rows of straw mats next to the coffin, which were originally the place where the women in the family and filial sons and grandchildren knelt, one to keep vigil, and the other to kowtow to thank those who came to pay their respects.

However, there was no one on the straw mat at this moment.

the reason is simple.

Both coffins were open. In one coffin, a middle-aged man was lying peacefully, while in the other coffin, an old man in gorgeous clothes was sitting upright with a livid face and his eyes wide open staring straight ahead.

Several invited monks were chanting sutras there.

But these were all ordinary monks. They just bowed their heads, closed their eyes, and beat the wooden fish. Their bodies were shaking, and they didn't dare to look at the mourning hall at all.

The devil in the eyes of others may also be someone's closest relative.

Seeing this, Shen Jinghong was not afraid at all. Instead, he was filled with tears and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. "Father, I am an unfilial son. If you have any concerns, please tell me..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Yan came to his side, covered his mouth with his hands, and said solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense!"

In this situation, talking nonsense is taboo.

A promise might actually bring the other person into their dream.

When a person dies, he or she becomes a ghost. Most of them are filled with resentment and evil energy. When they harm people, they don't care about blood ties or family ties.

"You unfilial son, you are finally back!"

Just then, a large group of people came from the side yard.

Leading the way were two old men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. They were just wearing mourning clothes randomly, and you could still see the brocade clothes underneath.

Unlike Shen Jinghong, these two old men had obviously practiced martial arts. Although they were old, they still walked with great vigor and momentum.

Behind them, there were five or six young men. When they saw Shen Jinghong, they immediately rolled up their sleeves and wanted to come up and beat him up!
"What are you going to do?!"

Before Shen Jinghong could say anything, an old man with white beard ran out from the backyard. Seeing this, his eyes were bulging and he spoke in anger.

"What?"

The short and fat old man glared, "Big Brother and Jingyu died in an accident, but this kid is hiding far away in Wuchang and enjoying himself."

"Didn't you see that my eldest brother died with his eyes open? He must have been angry at this boy for being unfilial. I'm his third uncle, and I'm going to teach him a lesson today!"

The white-bearded old man who ran over shouted angrily: "Nonsense, confusing right and wrong. The master died unexpectedly, and the second young master is the head of the family. Where do you get the courage..."

"fart!"

The tall and thin old man said coldly: "Big brother didn't leave any last words, and we haven't spoken yet, how can it be this kid's turn?"

"And you, old slave, are simply rebelling!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the swordsmen and said in a deep voice, "Black Cloud Guards, take action and capture this unfilial son!"

The white-bearded old man was the butler of the Shen Mansion. Seeing this, he sneered and said, "The Black Cloud Guards were trained by the master himself. It's not yet their turn..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.

The cold-faced swordsman leader stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Yes, Second Master." After that, he turned around and grabbed Shen Jinghong.

This was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

Not to mention that Shen Jinghong and the old butler were somewhat unbelievable, even the swordsmen looked at each other, at a loss.

Li Yan did not expect that the swordsman leader, who had been silent and seemingly loyal along the way, would actually betray his master.

He shook his head slightly, flashed to the side of Shen Jinghong, and raised his hand to block the swordsman leader.

"Humph!"

The swordsman leader snorted coldly, and suddenly the hidden power burst out from his hands. His veins bulged, and his palms turned a little black, and he grabbed directly down.

Judging from its appearance, it is clearly some kind of iron palm skill.

Li Yan didn't even look at him. He suddenly flipped his palm, grabbed the back of the opponent's hand, and used the "Golden Thread Wrapping Wrist" move to directly twist the opponent's palm.

Hongquan is good at tricky punches, and its grappling techniques are naturally also unique.

The swordsman leader was also vicious. Seeing this, he suddenly raised his foot and prepared to kick Li Yan in the crotch.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, without dodging, he suddenly shook his arm, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and did a reverse roll.

Click!

The swordsman leader's arm was broken directly, bending in a strange arc, and the remaining force was still there, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

He was quite tough. He covered his broken arm with his hands, sweat dripping from his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Who are you?"

The tall and thin old man's pupils shrank and he asked in a cold voice.

He was not ignorant. The leader of the swordsmen was at the peak of dark energy and was already a top master in the Shen family. However, he could not withstand a single move from Li Yan.

This kid is so young, but I'm afraid he has already reached the state of transformation.

Even if they attack together, they won't be a match.

Li Yan glanced at them calmly and said, "We are entrusted by Mr. Shen to come to the Shen Mansion to handle the funeral. Those who have nothing to do with it should get out of here as soon as possible."

Sharifei also crossed his arms and laughed, "Oh, you really have good eyes. There are still men in the family. You can't play it like this to make a fool of yourself."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two old men became so angry that their faces turned pale.

"You're such a fucking idiot..."

A young man behind them just cursed halfway when he was glared back by the tall and thin old man, who then said in a cold voice: "This is my Shen family's family affair, it's not your turn to interfere."

"You hurt someone, I will report it to the police right away!"

He was about to leave, but the old housekeeper of the Shen Mansion beside him shouted with a trembling voice: "The old lady is here!"

In the corridor of the other side of the courtyard, several servants were seen carrying bamboo chairs and carefully walking towards the front yard.

An old woman was sitting on the chair. Although she was dressed gorgeously, she looked frail, with white hair and chicken skin. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and her body was leaning back, as if she could not even sit steadily.

Next to her was an old lady, about forty or fifty years old, wearing mourning clothes, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

Seeing the old woman being carried over, the two old men, one fat and one thin, stepped forward and bowed carefully, saying, "Mom, why are you here?"

As he said this, he glared at the woman fiercely, "Mrs. Jia, my mother is not in good health, how dare you disturb her..."

At this moment, the old woman slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "If I hadn't come, would I have watched you tear this family apart?"

"This...what did mother say?"

The two old men lowered their heads, their faces full of disapproval.

"Ah~"

The old woman sighed and said, "Carry me over there."

When the tall and thin old man heard this, he quickly advised: "Mom, you can't do that. You are not in good health. What if you are affected by the Yin Qi..."

"That's my son, my grandson!"

The old woman finally got a little angry, and scared the two old men so much that they dared not say anything more.

The servants carried the old woman to the mourning hall.

"grandmother…"

Shen Jinghong's face was filled with sorrow and he kowtowed.

The old woman seemed not to hear, she just stared blankly at the old man who was half sitting up and dying with his eyes wide open. After a while, she sighed, "Back then, when the Shen family fell into poverty, you clamored to divide the family property. I asked the eldest brother, and he agreed to it."

"As a result, you two lose everything in just two days. Now that you see that the boss's business is picking up, you are eager to come back again."

"I couldn't bear your pleas, so I forced the boss to agree. I didn't expect you to do this again today..."

The tall and thin old man was anxious. "Mom, you can't say that. We have put a lot of effort into the business over the years. It's not just the boss's credit..."

"Shut up!"

The old woman was so angry that her body was shaking. After a while, she recovered and looked at the two old men again. "You are so capable. I want to ask you, now that the Shen family has encountered another disaster, how are we going to survive?"

The tall and thin old man hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Hurry up and deal with the goods on hand, lest the merchants in Wuchang Prefecture get the news and lower our price."

"With the money, I can recruit new craftsmen and reopen the kiln factory. As long as we can survive this year, we will be able to turn things around next year."

The old woman's expression remained unchanged, and she looked to the other side again, "Jinghong, what do you think?"

Shen Jinghong was about to propose a plan, but suddenly he remembered Gou Wa's figure and what he had seen along the way in the village, and whispered, "Now every household in the village is having a funeral. My Shen family must first give them money to provide compensation, and then help them settle their affairs..."

"fart!"

The tall and thin old man suddenly became anxious, "The skilled craftsmen in the kiln factory are all dead, why give the money to those poor ghosts, are they going to drag my Shen family to death with them?"

Shen Jinghong did not give in. He stood up and said in a deep voice, "Second Uncle, when my father was alive, he said that people's hearts should not be scattered. The Shen family was able to build a mountain, all thanks to the help of the villagers."

"Eight out of ten kiln factories around Liangzi Lake are run by Miao people. Do you think they will let you get involved and recruit craftsmen... Humph!"

"The old people in the village are still here, teaching us step by step. As long as people's hearts remain, our Shen family will not fall!"

"Young master is wise!"

The twenty or so swordsmen nearby all bowed and saluted.

They all came from Shenjiaba. When they saw their leader rebelling, they were a little hesitant. After all, this second young master was notoriously weak.

But now, there is no thought of him in my heart anymore.

Seeing that the situation was not favorable, the tall and thin old man directly acted like a rogue and shouted angrily: "Anyway, I don't agree with this matter. Mother, you are a woman, you have no right to drive us away!"

After saying that, he hurried back to the courtyard with a group of people.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Sha Lifei shook his head and said, "How shameless, old lady. I am not saying anything too much. I have seen a lot of such things in the world."

"Old people always want to treat everyone equally, giving a little to the weaker family. It seems fair, but in fact it is the root of trouble..."

The old woman sighed softly, her cloudy eyes filled with sadness.

"Okay, stop talking!"

Li Yan waved his hand to interrupt Sha Lifei's words, and then said to Shen Jinghong: "Let the old man lie down first. It's not a big deal to sit like this. Don't let your resentment become a disaster."

"Yes Yes."

Shen Jinghong quickly stood up and said, "Young Master Li, please perform the spell."

Li Yan didn't understand and took a step back. "Master Wang, this matter still needs you to do it."

Wang Daoxuan didn't waste any words. He stepped forward and took a few glances. He lit the talisman paper and took a look. Then he said, "Come and help me. Master Shen, you must follow suit."

After saying that, he directed everyone to carry out Mr. Shen's body, placed it on a stool, then held down his arms, slowly pushed down, and then crossed his legs.

unconsciously,

The corpse was placed in a "sitting and ascending to heaven" posture...

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　　Construct the Great Thousand Formation.

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　　The formation flow of the heavens.

　　Use spiritual consciousness to prove the truth, understand the formation and become an immortal.

　　Save the world with one thought, seek the way and ask for immortality.

　　
　
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