He had been hiding for most of the day, and the old man was so angry that he refused to come out to see Yuanbao off even after he left.
The little one squatted at the door aggrievedly and said good things for a long time, but there was no sound from inside.
The sun was about to set.
When it gets completely dark later, the way down the mountain will become even more difficult.
Yuan Bao had to stand up and said to the door in a depressed tone: "Liger, don't be angry. I've eaten all the chicken legs on our mountain... I'll come back when I go home and have enough to eat, okay?"
"..."
There was still no reply at all.
When Su Junting heard this from the side, he was a little dumbfounded.
"Taoist Priest Yuxuanzi, I am grateful for your care of Yuanbao before. My father asked me to thank you. I also ask you to come to my home as a guest at any time if you are free."
Very beautifully said.
In addition, Su Wenlin had indeed prepared a lot of gifts for his son to bring to Xiyun Temple.
Soon it was New Year's Eve, and there was nothing on the mountain. The Su family was very generous and prepared many annual gifts for Taoist Yu Xuanzi.
"..."
There was still no reply from the house.
Looking at this posture, this old man will never say another word today.
Yuanbao lowered his head in a depressed manner, turned around and said to Su Junting, "Brother, let's go. Yuanbao will come back to see the liger in a few days."
That seems to be the only way it can be.
Su Junting bent down and picked up the little one.
The brother and sister bowed to the old man who was sulking alone through a door, then turned and went down the mountain.
When there was no sound outside the door, the door of the Zen room creaked open from the inside.
Yu Xuanzi poked his head out and found that all the people outside the door had indeed disappeared, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
"It's really a waste of money!! Little white-eyed wolf!! It's a shame that my teacher gave her a stack of ingots!!"
The three carts of gold ingots were still placed in Xiyun Temple, waiting to be burned together and given to Black and White Wuchang on the Lantern Festival.
But now Yu Xuanzi is so angry that he doesn't want to wait at all. He wishes he could be burned to ashes immediately, no matter what the impermanence is! !
"Taoist!" The fire in his head was suddenly broken by a voice.
When Yu Xuanzi came back to his senses, he found a tall "bear man" with timid eyes standing in front of him.
He held a large stack of talismans in his trembling bear paws. When he saw Yu Xuanzi coming out, he stuffed them all into his arms and said: "These, these are what Taoist Priest Yuanbao asked me to give to you!"
After saying that, he ran away in a flash.
The mountain spirits and wild monsters are all friends of Xiao Yuanbao, but they are still a little afraid of Yu Xuanzi.
Yu Xuanzi looked at the large handful of talismans stuffed into his arms by the bear demon, and felt more comfortable for a while.
Such an old talisman, I wonder if the girl had to draw it for several days before preparing it.
Ouch! This little guy is used to using these little tricks to comfort himself!
He stroked his beard, suppressed the smile that could not be hidden by his beard, put the talisman away, and returned to the meditation room again.
——
On the way down the mountain, Yuan Bao understood the reason why his second brother Su Junye did not pick him up at the agreed time.
"That Grandpa Deng Ming passed away, right?" Yuan Bao tilted his little head and asked his elder brother.
Su Junting nodded regretfully: "Yes, just the day before yesterday, when your second brother was preparing to go up the mountain to pick you up, he got the news that Commander Deng had gone west. I didn't expect that, looking at such a tough person on weekdays, ugh... …”
Although he usually despises this younger brother who can only wield a sword and a stick, Su Junting admires Nancheng commander Deng Ming and Deng.
He is obviously such a talented person, but he can not focus on money or power, just for the sake of love, and then stay in a small place like Dongqi Town.
This makes Su Junting, a money-obsessed person who has had an eye for money since childhood, have to respect him.
But this matter is not unusual to Yuan Bao.
Because the last time she saw Deng Ming, she already knew that Grandpa Deng had reached the end of his life, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.
"Commander Deng is having a funeral today, and your second brother has asked himself to carry the coffin, so he asked me to go up the mountain to pick you up."
Su Junting explained.
Yuan Bao nodded and looked to the west again. There were dark clouds in the sky, as if it was going to rain.
"Brother, let's take a look at the ingot given as a gift. The ingot must also be given as a gift to Grandpa Deng."
The commander of Nancheng is actually a big official position in Dongqi Town.
But Deng Ming's funeral was not very grand.
He died suddenly and suddenly two days ago without leaving a word.
But as Deng Ming's most valued disciple, Su Junye still took over the task of organizing his funeral.
I originally wanted to do something grand. After all, the master has worked hard all his life. Now that he is gone, he should be more prosperous at least.
But just when Su Junye wanted to contact the funeral rites, he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, when the two of them were chatting and talking about his death, Deng Ming once said that if he was a hundred years later, it would be best to Just bury it with a handful of soil, don't make it too big.
"I am someone who likes to be quiet the most. It is best for me to be quiet before and after my birth, hahahaha."
Su Junye still remembered the serious light in Deng Ming's eyes when he said this.
Respecting the old man's wish, the funeral was not big. We only invited some of Deng Ming's old friends, including some of his subordinates in the Military and Horse Division, as well as some Nancheng merchant shopkeepers who had dealings with Deng Mingduo.
Deng Ming had no children in his life. He gave away his parents and his old wife.
Now that he is gone, there is not a single family member behind him.
Su Junye was grateful for the old man's care during his lifetime, so he voluntarily recognized his godfather and threw basins and flags for Deng Ming.
Everyone said that Deng Ming was lucky to have such a loving and righteous child die a hundred years later.
"Master... why did you leave just as you said...!!"
Deng Ming's house was not big, and the mourning hall was in the middle of the courtyard. Su Junye was kneeling in front of the mourning body and burning paper when he suddenly heard such a hoarse cry of mourning.
Looking back, he found that the person kneeling on the ground at this moment was Wang Chao, who had told Deng Ming and himself a few days ago that they had a private relationship.
No one else knew about what happened that day except himself and Deng Ming. When everyone saw this, they also praised Wang Chao as a kind and righteous man.
Only Su Junye felt sick when he thought about his face that day.
He didn't believe that someone who could maliciously speculate on others would change his mind so quickly.
As expected, Wang Chao was crying, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on Su Junye, and then in front of everyone, he raised his finger and pointed at him, and shouted angrily: "It's him, he used evil magic to kill me. The master’s! It’s him! In order to become the Nancheng Army Commander, he used evil magic to kill my master!!”
Everyone was confused by this sudden accident.
At this moment, a man wearing a robe stood out from the crowd.
He looked at Su Junye with determination and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this young master has an evil spirit in his body, and he makes a living by eating human souls. The poor monk came today to get this evil spirit."
