Day and night tour

Chapter 98 Xiao Gua
Li Shuangyi was upset, but did not avoid the mistake she had made.

Zhou Lingyi sighed and said, "Third Brother, two years ago, when I took over the Zhou Clan again, the Zhou Clan was short of manpower and money, and more importantly, the people's hearts were scattered. You, Second Brother, and Fourth Brother all left the team.

If I want to revive the Zhou Clan, I must invite you back.

For the second brother, I asked my friend to send Song Jie to the film company.
As for the fourth senior brother, I helped him to make connections and put him in touch with the gentleman Baiyun.

As for you, I don’t know how to invite you back... What my brother did was too cruel.
Until that day, Tongdouzi's parents sent him to Zhou's troupe to learn opera..."

"I remember that you came to me and said that the children who were learning opera in the Zhou family needed me. I was tempted at that time. My voice was ruined, but I could still let those children who were learning opera continue to sing opera, and sing big operas!
Then you stepped aside and showed me the copper bean. I fell in love with that child the first time I saw him. His lively eyes and clear voice made him a perfect candidate for learning opera. I even seemed to see myself in him. He was my new life..."

When Li Shuangyi talked about copper beans, she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"Third Brother, you should have told me earlier that you were a performer. No matter what kind of dog chain Li Lisheng put on you, I can help you cut it off!

No matter how many people you have killed for the actors, no matter how much blood is on your hands,

You are my third senior brother in my heart."

"I have no chance. When I made up my mind to seduce Zhou Xuan's soul, I had no chance."

Li Shuangyi said dejectedly.

"Third Senior Brother, after Zhou Xuanhun was hooked away, the ancestral tree awakened Grandpa, and he read two hexagrams, one big hexagram and one small hexagram. The big hexagram reads the future destiny of our Zhou family, and the small hexagram is for you."

Zhou Lingyi said.

"Old boss...can you tell my fortune?"

Li Shuangyi couldn't believe her ears.

"The ancestor tree asked Grandpa to call back Zhou Xuan's soul. Grandpa was reluctant at first because he wanted his grandson's soul. But he had to listen to the ancestor tree and not worry about the future of the Zhou family. After struggling, he decided to go to Muhun City to follow the ancestor tree's wishes and save the Zhou family.

The night before the ceremony, he saw you from the window. He had been in a coma since he returned to Zhou's class, and it lasted for two whole years. He didn't know that you had returned to Zhou's class.

When he saw you, he said to me, 'Lingyi, grandpa is leaving and wants to listen to one more play. Please invite Sanwazi. I want to listen to him sing. I have always loved listening to him sing.'

I can’t invite you, I know the problem with your throat… so I made up an excuse, and my grandfather felt there was something hidden, so he read your fortune and found out the problem with your throat.”

"Old boss... what did the old boss calculate?"

"He didn't tell me what the hexagram meant, he just said 'You ruined Sanwa's voice. It's better not to have such a vicious and cruel grandson.'"

Hearing this, Li Shuangyi finally took off her strong disguise, and sat on the ground with weakness, muttering: "Old class master... The old class master is very good to me, really very good. Class master, when the old class master read my fortune, did you predict that I killed Zhou Xuan's soul?"

"Maybe I figured it out, or maybe I didn't..." Zhou Lingyi took out the letter Xia Jin gave him, handed it to Li Shuangyi, and said, "Third Brother, take a look at what the actors have done near the Zhou family over the years... You should also take a good look... Who are the skeletons left in the bamboo forest that were eaten by the turtles as food!"

After saying that, Zhou Lingyi turned around and went down the mountain.

Li Shuangyi opened the letter and read it quickly. The more he read, the more frightened he became. The more he read, the more he regretted working so hard for those bastards of actors.

"What the hell did I do? I killed those kids! I killed them!"

Li Shuangyi was howling.

The Zhou family troupe has become very famous in the past two years, and many children come to learn opera. However, not every child who signs the document to learn opera can learn it.

Some of them cannot endure hardship, and some really cannot learn anything. For these children, the Zhou family can only help them become apprentices to percussion instrument and water boy masters. Some children are unwilling to do so, and the troupe will not force them to stay. They will just fill in a document and let their parents take the children away.

These children had more spiritual energy than ordinary children. Many of them, along with their parents, were intercepted by the actors and sent to the bamboo forest to be…

After these children were eaten, the actors would clean up the mess by threatening and bribing their families not to tell anyone about the incident. Those who refused to obey would be killed.

It was among the bones that Xia Jin found some documents that had not yet been rotted by rain and soil, and he also found the secret agents he had planted in the hall, and only then did he find out the truth of those years.

Li Shuangyi knew every one of the children who were eaten by giant turtles.

"Boss!"

Li Shuangyi was extremely angry and angry. He figured something out. He stood on the top of the mountain and shouted to Zhou Lingyi who had already walked to the foot of the mountain: "I, Li Shuangyi, am a sinner of the Zhou Clan, but Tongdouzi is a good guy. Please take good care of him."

puff!
A dumb sound.
Li Shuangyi's right hand stabbed into his neck. He tilted his head and fell down.

Although Zhou Lingyi didn't look back, she knew what had happened. She closed her eyes, her face twitched, and continued to walk out of the mountain.

At the entrance of the back mountain alley, she met Liu Jiaotian who was waiting for her.

From Liu Jiaotian's perspective, she could see the process of Li Shuangyi committing suicide. She called out to Zhou Lingyi, "Master, if Senior Brother Li didn't commit suicide, would you have killed him?"

Zhou Lingyi shook her head and said, "I don't know!"

Just as she didn't know - whether the divination that her grandfather had read for Li Shuangyi had predicted that Li Shuangyi had killed Zhou Xuan's soul!
"Go, see Third Senior Brother off for the last time." After Zhou Lingyi said this, he returned to the Zhou family troupe.

Liu Jiaotian responded and went up the mountain. She knelt on one knee in front of Li Shuangyi's body and gently stroked his face.

"Brother Li, we could have been together. I didn't believe in fate before, but now I do. Everything is determined by fate and it is beyond our control!"

Liu Jiaotian carried Li Shuangyi's body on her back and walked out of the mountain, towards the direction of the funeral team. She wanted to hold a funeral for Li Shuangyi alone, and then send her up the mountain. But halfway through the walk, she stopped and walked towards home.

She had a crazy idea.

"Brother Li, I still don't believe in fate. We have to be together. From now on, we will never be separated again."

"I'll carry you home now..."

……

At Zhou Xuan's funeral, more and more guests came to pay their respects.
Zhou Xuan had not been in Jingguo for long, and apart from the Zhou family, he did not socialize much and did not know many people. These guests came because of Lady Lianhua.

Goddess Lotus was praying for Zhou Xuan and chanting sutras in the temple. All the yellow-skinned people who loved to listen to storytelling came. They sat in front of Zhou Xuan's coffin without saying a word, mourning silently.

Yuan Buyu was in an abnormal mental state for the whole day. When he was awake, he sat next to Zhou Xuan and muttered the storytelling lyrics. When he was confused, he kept shouting "Kill, kill, kill".

At night, Yu Zhengyuan and Xu Li helped to keep watch, and finally persuaded Yuan Buyu to go back to the house and sleep.

Yuan Buyu went back to his room but didn't sleep. He stared at the photos on the wall in a daze.

The photos that Zhou Xuan took with Yuan Buyu when he became an apprentice were developed in two sets, one for each master and apprentice.

Yuan Buyu stood on the wall and looked at the photo of Zhou Xuan and himself posing in the scene of "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger".

"Master, please smile. If you don't smile, the photos will look dull. Yes, this is the right taste."

"Don't mention it, Master, you have a good sense of the camera. If you relax your brows a little, it will definitely be fun to take pictures."

"Old Yuan, I want to advise you not to be so serious. You were mad at me for cursing in the kitchen, so why are you still so bitter and resentful?"

The words Zhou Xuan said when taking the photo echoed in Yuan Buyu's mind.

Yuan Buyu laughed, but couldn't help but think of Zhou Xuan's look after he killed the first kidnapper, with a murderous look on his face.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Yuan Buyu became mentally ill again, but in his abnormality, his cloudy eyes became bright.

He saw it,

I saw a huge Buddha descending in a very majestic posture, emitting Vajra energy, which shattered the White Walkers hiding in the bamboo forest and eating living people.

He saw the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings. Originally, the harp had no strings, the sword had no edges, the umbrella had no bones, and the dragon had no scales. This represented restraint.

But at this time, the zither has strings, the sword has an edge, the dragon has scales, and the umbrella has bones. These are the thundering means of Buddhism.

"Yes, yes, compassion alone cannot save the world. Without thunderous means, how can there be a heart of a bodhisattva!"

"rub!"

A new incense was lit in Yuan Buyu's heart.

He finally saw through the ray of hope from six incense sticks to seven incense sticks.

Yuan Buyu did not feel the joy after the mystery was revealed. He could neither sit nor stand. He felt an irrepressible sadness in his chest.

He walked around the room in circles, his heart becoming more and more frantic. Finally, he stopped, picked up his folding fan, and faced Zhou Xuan's photo, weeping and humming,

"Yesterday, the master and the apprentice were on the same road, today the apprentice is dead and the heart is broken.

I weep and ask the heavens how it can be so cruel.

The warmth of the past is still there, but where is the voice and appearance?

My heart is filled with sorrow and pain..."

After Yuan Buyu finished reading, he ground some ink and, as if to vent his anger, wrote several words of "sadness" on the wall. Then he sat on a chair and cried bitterly without tears: "The most important opportunity for incense in my later years was given by my disciple's life!"

……

Yuan Buyu's will is already sad and depressed,

"dong dong"

There was a knock on the door.

Yuan Buyu didn't want to do anything, not even move.

But the door was swung open.

Zhou Lingyi walked in.

"Mr. Yuan."

"The man who killed my brother is dead, but... the man and the dog are still alive."

"Where are they?"

Yuan Buyu sat up suddenly. Of course, he couldn't exchange the dog's life for his apprentice's life, but he was willing to do something small for his apprentice.

"In Pingjiang Prefecture, there is a branch of the Opera House. They work for others. My brother's death is related to them. I will go find them later. After I get the roster, I will give it to you."

Zhou Lingyi is a night patrolling god, and the number of times he can take action is limited every year.

"it is good!"

Yuan Buyu agreed very straightforwardly.

After Zhou Lingyi left, Yuan Buyu shaved his beard, took a shower, then put on the gown that had been at the bottom of the box and talked to himself.

"Xuan boy, you said that you should dress nicely when you go out to do business. Master listens to you!"

ps: Three is faster than ten thousand words, muah.

(End of this chapter)