"Husband?" Yan Xin and I said in unison.
She looks so young, only in her early twenties, but she is actually married?
Not to mention it was me, Yan Xin was shocked.
Feng Zhiyuan said: "Is it strange? In rural areas, many girls get married at the age of eighteen or nineteen."
He said that Yan Xin got married before she was 20 years old. She had a husband in the Northeast, but they had no children yet, and the man had been waiting for Yan Xin to return.
Yan Xin didn't believe it, she had never been interested in men. Besides, she had albinism and was white from head to toe. Which man would not dare to marry her if she didn't dislike her?
Feng Zhiyuan couldn't explain it, so he went to Moments and showed her the wedding photos of Yan Xin and the man, as well as the wife-seeking notice sent by the man, and Yan Xin shut up.
"It turns out... I really have a husband." Yan Xin stared at the man in the photo with burning eyes.
The man is not handsome, but he has good facial features, a high nose, single eyelids, and wheat-colored skin. He is especially tall at about 1.8 meters, a typical northeastern man.
Yan Xin stood with him, feeling like a little bird clinging to someone, the most adorable and different person.
"I...I..." Yan Xin looked at me in embarrassment.
Although I can't bear to leave her, she has a home in the Northeast and a lover who is waiting for her, so I can't force her to stay.
"Ahua... I'll call you Ahua! Congratulations, you finally found a home. I'm happy for you..." I smiled from the bottom of my heart. From now on, she will no longer be a wanderer. A helpless vagabond.
She has a family and a husband who loves her. I feel relieved that she can return to her family and live a stable life.
Fang Yunhe also reluctantly advised: "Yes, Ah Hua, you should go back and stop wandering outside. If you miss us, when it snows in winter, Master Wen and I will come to see you together."
Yan Xin looked at us both with tears in her eyes, her face full of reluctance. She grabbed my hand: "No, I can't go back! You have just been in trouble now, I can't leave you behind."
She asked Feng Zhiyuan to tell her husband that she was in Yuncheng now and couldn't leave because of some things. When she was done with her work, she would go back to the Northeast.
Feng Zhiyuan looked embarrassed, but after much hesitation he agreed, and forwarded the man's phone number and WeChat to Yan Xin, asking her to contact him when she had time.
Yan Xin's life experience has been found like this. I am glad that she has a home to return to, and I am also very relieved. This friend is not in vain. At least... she is much more conscientious than Fang Yunhe.
"Ahua, thank you..." I felt a sore nose and secretly swore in my heart that when Jiang Lanyue was rescued and the altar was unsealed, I would personally send her back to Shenyang and stay with her for a while before coming back.
"What are you talking about? We are friends... good friends for life..." When Yan Xin said this, her tone was a little weird for some reason, and the end of her eyes couldn't stop twitching.
I clearly saw a light blue light flashing in her eyes, flashing away like a shooting star.
"Are you okay?" I asked her with concern, looking carefully at her facial features and eyebrows, but I never saw the twitching scene just now.
Could it be that I'm dazzled?
Ahua was a little confused: "It's okay, what can I do? By the way, don't you have something to ask Master Feng? Don't just talk about me, it will delay your business."
After her reminder, I remembered the real purpose of this trip.
So I first asked everyone to use their chopsticks to eat, and while eating, I talked about my Dharma altar.
"Master Feng, to be honest, you were right yesterday. I did encounter some trouble. My altar was blocked." At this moment, I didn't care about my face and told him straight to the point.
Feng Zhiyuan was not surprised, but he didn't rush to say anything. He just took a sip of white wine and praised me for buying a good wine. He also said that the wine here is mellow.
I didn’t understand what it meant, but Fang Yunhe quietly kicked me and winked at me. I understood, and took the initiative to refill the wine for him. He also said that if he liked it, I turned around and gave him one.
Feng Zhiyuan then said with satisfaction: "This matter is not without improvement."
He stretched out his finger and gestured towards me: "Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and...eyes know!"
Feng Zhiyuan moved his fingers to his eyes.
I suddenly realized, how could I forget that Mr. Mang was also present at that time!
If Mr. Mang is willing to testify with me, then why should I ask Gu Zechuan?
My excitement was indescribable, and I couldn't help but silently chant in my heart, "Mr. Mang, wake up, what should I do? Will you help Jiang Lanyue clear his name?"
It's a pity that Mr. Mang didn't answer me, but I clearly felt that the center of my eyebrows was slightly hot, which should be Mr. Mang's response to me.
After that, we chatted some more, and Feng Zhiyuan seemed to be telepathically telepathic with me. None of us mentioned my evil eyes in front of Fang Yunhe. Instead, we talked about some metaphysical matters.
I asked Feng Zhiyuan what kind of trouble he came all the way to Yuncheng to deal with.
Feng Zhiyuan said: "I was invited by a real estate boss."
The boss owns a piece of land with a very good road. There is a subway station just outside the door and a public school opposite.
The demolition was going smoothly until a broken tower was demolished and something happened!
That tower is buried underground and must be a few years old. There are words engraved on it that read: Suppress evil spirits from the five directions.
The boss only found out later that he had dug a ghost-suppressing pagoda.
Unfortunately, by the time it was discovered, the tower had been cut off by an excavator.
From that day on, various strange things happened frequently at the construction site. First, the rice was not cooked properly. No matter how high the fire was, the rice was always cooked.
Then the workers would be pressed into bed every night while sleeping, and they would hear the footsteps of drills and the clash of weapons.
Then, many workers woke up every day not in their own beds, but sleeping outside, which frightened many people.
"It wasn't until something really happened and someone died on the construction site that the boss took it seriously and invited me from the Northeast to come over and see what happened." Feng Zhiyuan said drunkenly.
He said that this construction site used to be a mass grave. There were nine such ghost-suppressing pagodas buried underground. Each pagoda contained powerful objects. Unfortunately, the formation was destroyed by the excavator and would not last long. "
Feng Zhiyuan sighed and said that the formation was very powerful and should have been set up by some master. What a pity!
When Fang Yunhe heard this, his chest immediately puffed up and his neck stretched out, like a proud golden peacock.
"To be honest with you two, that formation was established by my ancestor and master together!"
Feng Zhiyuan and I raised our eyebrows at the same time, Fang Yunhe's master is really awesome!
"I had heard about this formation a little bit back then. If you don't believe me, you can go and see if the stone pagoda is engraved with the words of Taoist Zhenhui of the Maoshan Sect. Taoist Zhenhui is my master!" He boasted about a bunch of his disciples. Spectrum.
Then the conversation changed: "If Master Feng needs my help, you can contact me at any time." As he said that, he handed over his business card.
I looked at his shameless look. Could it be that this guy wanted to give up on me and move on to another branch?
As if aware of my eyes, Fang Yunhe winked at me slyly.
