the last priest

Goodbye Hetu was when my grandfather passed away last year, and he happened to come back in time to attend the funeral. When my grandfather left, he helped organize the rituals.Many of the things he uses are from Zha Wenbin. Although they are not as smooth as Zha Wenbin, they still look like that. At least in my opinion, he has got some true biography.

Hetu told me that he is no longer a Taoist priest. For a while, I kept calling him Taoist brother. Grandpa Hetu often went to play when he was a child, and sometimes he would stay overnight when he was late.He was older than me, and he basically played with me at that time, and I would call him Brother Taoist.Aside from being in front of Zha Wenbin, He Tu was actually quite a scavenger when he was a child, digging out birds' eggs from trees, fishing for fish and shrimps in rivers, and he did a lot of these things.He also called my grandfather "Grandpa", maybe he has never met his grandfather, so he didn't have a good rest after three days.

After returning from the crematorium, I offered to thank him and made an appointment to meet again the next day. At least I really wanted to have a good chat with him.

"Why are you being asked by him..." I know my question is a bit abrupt.

"I don't know, maybe the master is right." He Tu shook the wine glass in his hand and took another big gulp. He had already drank a lot today, and his originally fair face had become Guan Gong. The stimulation of alcohol made him He couldn't help hissing a few breaths.

The wine is not a good wine, a small restaurant on the street, three or two small dishes, with today's Hetu's worth, perhaps he should hold Margaux red wine, wear a silk gown, and meet the group of wealthy people in a top club in Hong Kong business people discussing feng shui pattern.

He is now a feng shui consultant for several large groups. Many companies will ask feng shui masters for divination before making strategic investments, and Hetu serves these financial owners.At the same time, he also has his own Fengshui studio. He arranges Fengshui formations for some wealthy people, and also picks up some houses or relocates ancestral graves for others. In his words, things from his ancestors are still very popular in Southeast Asia, especially in Hong Kong. Billing is now done by the hour just like lawyers.

Exquisite gold eye sockets, a black suit with a stand-up collar and a white shirt, the only thing that can connect him with a Taoist priest is the pair of cloth shoes embroidered with cloud and thunder patterns on his feet, with round toes and thick white soles, Cha Wenbin used to Just wear these shoes.

He touched me with a wine glass and said, "I heard from your mother that the book you wrote has been published."

I was a little embarrassed, I lowered my head and replied, "Yeah."

He was still the elder brother in front of me, he touched my head as abruptly as when he was a child, and said: "Give me a few copies some other day, but it is said that the master's writing is a bit magical."

"Have you read it?" I was amazed, knowing that my mother told my grandfather at his funeral that I wrote the book.

He shook the mobile phone in his hand and said, "I've seen it a bit, there it is."

I laughed and wanted to hurt him: "It can't be a pirated copy, where did you watch it?"

"Grind the iron, don't worry, you wrote it, how can I read the pirated version, I keep paying." He took out a thick book cover from his arms, opened the book cover, and inside were several kraft paper-covered work notes, He took it out and thought about turning it over, then shook his head gently and handed it to me.

"Xiao Yi, this is all my diary. There are many things in it. You can read it when you have time. I have to catch a plane in the afternoon. I have a few clients from Singapore waiting for me in Hong Kong."

I took the book cover and looked at his drunken appearance. I was a little worried: "So you still go to Hong Kong?" Well, the troubles I have caused him these days are enough for me to earn wages for several years.

He Tu got up and touched a few banknotes and put them on the table to signal the waiter to pay. He glanced at the phone and said, "It's okay, there is a car to pick it up, and it's already at the door. Xiao Yi, put your things away, and I'll come back next time." Spend more time chatting with you when I’m here, there aren’t many true biographies left by our ancestors, so write as much as you can.”

I sent him to the door, and a commercial vehicle drove him farther and farther. I know that it may be a long time before I see him again, because Hetu really will not return to this land again. His death order.

The book cover is very heavy, and it was extremely heavy in my hand. When I got home, I leaned against the head of the bed under the dim yellow light, and gently opened the first page.Flipping through the beautiful notes, these are Hetu's characters, Zha Wenbin always speaks like a person, you can tell by how a person reads his characters.That's why he always said that Hetu's spiritual energy is more than enough, but the energy in his heart is not enough. After all, he lacks a trace of murderous energy. Taoist priests sometimes need to be ruthless.

The diary begins with Hetu following Zha Wenbin to Northwest Zhejiang. Most of the previous part describes the things about him and Zha Wenbin learning art. I have talked about some of them, and I have not. After returning from Youling, because I know the least about that part, and it is also the most detailed part of the Hetu record.

Not long after Zha Wenbin went back, he lived a relatively leisurely life for a while. Chaozi spent a month recuperating from his injury. The funds given by Uncle Chang were huge at the time. Chaozi bought a few shops in the provincial capital and said In the future, even if you don’t spend money, you can rely on rent collection to feed and drink for the family.

Four old bachelors plus Hetu made five. Leng Yiran would come to visit frequently, and every time she came, she would do everything from mopping the floor to doing laundry, and would only leave after serving these old men.The relationship between Zha Wenbin and Leng Yiran is still the same. Although she pointed it out, Zha Wenbin still regards her as his younger sister more often.

Another month later, there was a visitor at home, and it turned out that the people who came were Uncle Chang and Susu, carrying large and small bags in their hands.Just knocking on the door, he was almost knocked to the ground by Da Shan's fist. If Su Su wasn't there, the old boy might have lost his front teeth.

Uncle Chang complained while covering his face with a towel: "That young boy with a sloppy face is too rude. How can he treat Hong Kong businessmen like this? Your county government invites me to drink Moutai and stay in a hotel. I will still beat me when I come to you."

When Chaozi saw him, he couldn't help but get angry. The price that Ding asked him was definitely too low. He was almost cheated to death by the old boy, so he raised his hand to scare him and said, "A cultural relic dealer is also worthy of being called a Hong Kong businessman? Aren't you He was arrested, blind man, and he called the police station and said that a prisoner escaped and came to our place. We are all good law-abiding citizens, and of course we must cooperate with the government to actively report it.”

As soon as Uncle Chang heard that Chaozi was going to call the police, he immediately burst into a smile. His expression was as cheap as he could be: "Oh, Mr. Chao, don't make fun of me. I'm not your body, so I can escape from prison? I am As a legal businessman, the government naturally let me go, it was all a misunderstanding before, it was a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? Then I have to make a call and ask, otherwise we will be charged with harboring criminals, brother Wen Bin, right?"

Holding a cup of tea in his hand, Zha Wenbin came out of the room just after giving Hetu assignments for the day. When he saw that it was him, he didn't have a good face, so he just said, "I don't sell dirty goods here, it's fine." You can go now."

When Uncle Chang saw Cha Wenbin, he immediately put down the towel in his hand, jumped up from the stool like a monkey, and stuck to Cha Wenbin's side, saying flatteringly: "Mr. Cha, you really misunderstood me, I am not here Those who buy things are making a special trip to see you."

"Now that you see it, you can go."

"Did you hear me, brother Wenbin doesn't welcome you?" Dashan walked up to Uncle Chang, and the two of them looked like chickens and eagles when compared, his eyes glared at Uncle Chang, and Uncle Chang Immediately shivering, he said: "Young boy, please stand back, I really came to find Mr. Zha's business, I really didn't come to buy things."

"Who asked you to come?" Cha Wenbin put down the teacup in his hand, and seeing the girl named Susu smiling at him, he responded with a slight smile.

Seeing that Cha Wenbin responded, Uncle Chang smiled even brighter. He rubbed his hands and said, "No one, it's just what happened last time. I almost put Mr. Cha in danger. I feel embarrassed. I specially..."

"Okay, you can go."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't do it!" Dashan walked out holding Uncle Chang's collar, and the old boy kicked his feet in the air and shouted, "It's the boss, my boss asked me to come!"

"Let him finish." Cha Wenbin shouted, Dashan threw Uncle Chang to the ground, and Uncle Chang groaned: "Be gentle, your old bones will be broken by you."

"It's Mr. Cha like this. Last time, that Qin Hai was hired by my boss as a master. He also understands Feng Shui just like you. You know that Hong Kong people believe in this..."

With a "snap", Chaozi picked up a teacup and threw it in front of Uncle Chang, the tea wet his crotch: "Fart! Whoever is like him, get the hell out of here, Dashan throws him out!"

Uncle Chang raised his hands above his head begging for mercy: "Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, in fact, I don't know Qin Hai, it's just that someone offered me to come here to receive the goods, and as you know, the mainland police took me as well." I was arrested and said that I would be sentenced, but then a boss got me out, and he said he wanted to ask Mr. Cha to show him something, and the price is up to you.”

Cha Wenbin said lightly: "You can go." After speaking, he turned and walked back.

"Wait." Susu followed a step forward: "Mr. Cha, I think you will be interested in that thing, why not go see it once, Uncle Chang is old and has done a lot of things for our boss , and he should be released on bail."

"Oh?" Cha Wenbin turned around, "So sure?"

Su Su smiled and said, "I know Mr. Cha doesn't care about money, but this thing really has something to do with you."

The girl named Susu seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she has a particularly friendly smile. Cha Wenbin knows that she is not a simple person. From her words, it can be inferred: First, she has full confidence to let Go yourself; Uncle Erchang was released on bail because he knew too much. Instead of letting him stay in and talk nonsense, it's better to get him out and show his face to yourself. In reality, the boss behind him is a kind person, and The energy is quite huge.

"It's a bit convincing to me, but if you want to see it, you have to send it here."

"Yes, when is it convenient for Mr. Cha?"

"at any time."

"Then I won't bother you, and I'll take my leave first." She bowed to Cha Wenbin, nodded and greeted several men one by one, and then helped Uncle Chang who was on the ground to go out together.

Seeing that they had gone far, Chao Zi yelled, "Brother Wen Bin, are you sure, that old boy is not a good bird."

"The person who has the ability to save him will not be a simple person, and Master Liu personally intervened in that matter. Since the other party has that ability, then this time it is just a courtesy to us. If I refuse, it will be hard to say next time gone."

"Afraid of a Hong Kong person? Blind man, where is the Bayi bar from last time?"

Zhuo Xiong spread his hands together: "Return it to Lord Liu."

"Pay it back? You're stunned. Your life is almost on the line. What's the point of asking him for a gun? Come with me in the afternoon. If he's still in the provincial capital, just come with him."

"Why do you want a guy?"

"You didn't listen to Brother Wen Bin, if you really come to the door, you will be crippled immediately."

Zhuo Xiong: "..."