As a medical concubine

Chapter 43 The Secret of the Buddhist Altar (2)
Liao Zicheng didn't even move his eyelids, and he didn't know if he didn't hear it or didn't care at all.

Hua Zhu frowned, and said softly: "It's nonsense."

"How could it be nonsense?" He Liancheng suddenly turned up the volume, "You are also from Jianyang, don't tell me that you have never heard of his deeds? Besides, didn't your two fathers work together?"

Huazhu gave him a displeased look, signaling him to shut up.

He Liancheng blinked in confusion, "What expression do you have? Did I say something wrong? I...uh—"

The carriage braked suddenly without warning, and everyone fell towards the door in inertia.

He Liancheng was afraid that Hua Zhu would fall, so he instinctively hugged her tightly in crisis.

And this hug, soft jade fragrance, actually made He Liancheng react instantly!
Swish!
Both of their faces were red!

Huazhu lifted the red-faced Helian City!

He Liancheng was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, he quickly sat up straight, and took another pillow to cover the important parts.

"Qibao, how did you drive the car?" It was Liao Zicheng's unhurried voice, obviously not angry, but Qibao shuddered inexplicably.

Qibao didn't know what happened inside, but thought that the masters were frightened, and quickly explained: "Just now, Li's carriage suddenly came out of the alley next to it and snatched our way."

Liao Zicheng opened a book casually, "This is my carriage. In the future, Prince Yan and Miss Nian want to make out, please find another place."

"It was just an accident!"

"no problem!"

Hua Zhu and He Liancheng spoke at the same time, Hua Zhu frowned and gave them both a look!
He Liancheng whistled, and then looked at Liao Zicheng: "Hey, I said Liao is a great talent, your book is down."

He Liancheng entered Li's mansion alone, and asked He Liansheng for a handbook. In the quiet carriage, only Huazhu, Liao Zicheng, and the sound of pages turning were left.

Xu Shi's childhood memories are too long, so long that after two lifetimes, when Huazhu sat beside him, many unnatural things happened.Looking away from the corner of the eye, the clear words "Five Girls of Meizhuang" suddenly came into sight, and she was startled, "You also like to read this kind of market novels?"

Liao Zicheng did not answer, but poured a cup of tea for himself, and said slowly: "He Liancheng is right, I am indeed an ominous person, but anyone who is close to me, whether it is a close relative or a friend, will not end well, you It was the right decision at the time.”

The original decision?what decision?Huazhu was confused, and heard him say: "Mother, father, grandmother, Wang Sanye..."

"Their deaths have nothing to do with you, it's all a coincidence."

Liao Zicheng shook the teacup in his hand, the tea in the cup was getting cold, he seemed to lose interest in drinking it, so he put it on the table, "If I tell you, is it not a coincidence?"

"What do you mean?" Huazhu looked at him puzzled.

Liao Zicheng opened the hidden compartment on the right, took out a rectangular mahogany box, and handed it to Hua Zhu.

Huazhu opened it gently, and there were some jewelry inside, nothing special, she peeled the jewelry away, touched the wooden board, there was a slight protrusion, she pressed it, and the wooden board shuttled away, revealing another rectangular object .

It is black in color, about one foot high, two inches long, and one inch wide. It is made of metal, but it is not like ordinary copper or iron.The whole body is carved with simple patterns. From the front, it is cut into upper and lower parts by a gold thread. The upper part accounts for two thirds of the whole, like a small wardrobe with two doors; the lower part is divided into three parts. One, like a little drawer.

"What is this?" Huazhu asked while looking at it.

"The altar, the cabinet above can be opened."

"Oh." Huazhu handed the mahogany box to Liao Zicheng naturally, and opened the two small doors on the top, and saw six large characters engraved on the door, "Heavenly Shaji, Eternal Alone".Thinking of Liao Zicheng's experience, Hua Zhu felt a chill run down her spine.

In the middle of the altar sat a dark statue of Sakyamuni, with benevolent brows and kind eyes, clasped hands, and a breast on his chest, but strangely, there were two lines of dried blood on its cheeks, and Hua Zhu said: "This is... "

"Blood and tears." Liao Zicheng picked up the wire, picked out the wick, "cracked", sparks exploded, and his body's natural reaction made him blink, "Every time it has this abnormal behavior, I will lose a very close friend. People. From the time I got it, it shed blood and tears four times, and then I lost a friend, father, grandmother, and Wang Sanye."

"You are overthinking, it must be a coincidence."

"Except for my grandmother, the other three died in the fire. Is this also a coincidence?"

Hua Zhu was shocked, "Didn't Master Liao die of illness?" Six years ago, the warehouse of Jianyang County Government caught fire and burned many important materials.

"I carried him out of the fire in the warehouse. He was burned beyond recognition, but those days he obviously asked for leave and went to other places, so he shouldn't be in Jianyang..."

Liao Zicheng was a little incoherent, but Huazhu understood, that is, Master Liao created the illusion that he was not in Jianyang, but sneaked into the warehouse secretly. There must be a secret hidden in it, so Liao Zicheng cannot let everyone know that Master Liao has been to the warehouse , he lied that he was sick because of guilt and was unable to take office, and he "died in depression" not long after.

Hua Zhu couldn't imagine what kind of state of mind Liao Zicheng carried out Master Liao's body, and what kind of mood he had to hide it from him... It was that accident that made him fall from heaven to hell, "coffin son" , "Little Misfortune"... All kinds of nicknames came one after another, accompanied by countless cold-eyed bullying, which could be crushed on the shoulders of a 14-year-old boy.

Hua Zhu wanted to ask, "How did you get through these years?" When the words came to her lips, she felt that this kind of afterthought was too much, so she asked, "Is it true that the old lady died of illness?"

As soon as the question was over, Huazhu realized that this sentence was even worse, because when Liao Zicheng talked about Mr. Liao, his eyes were only dim, and suddenly became dark and bottomless, and it seemed that frost had been blown over him, sternly lingering at her skin.

Huazhu broke out in a cold sweat, "Why are you staring at me? Could it be that the old lady's death...has nothing to do with me?"

Liao Zicheng squeezed the teacup tightly, and then slowly released it after a while, "The year my grandmother passed away happened to be the year you and Mr. Li got engaged. When you mention her old man, don't you think of your fiancé who died young?"

(End of this chapter)