A breeze swayed a row of poplar trees in the distance, and the rustling of the leaves made the quiet surroundings.
Huan Xin listened to another even more tragic story. In the past two days, she not only listened to the legendary experience of the old lady of the mountain god, but also just listened to the tragic life of the charming Xiao Lan. She was also quite emotional.
Although he grew up under the red flag after liberation, he still heard his grandfather talk about his experiences before liberation since he was a child, and he understood it from his heart. For Xiaolan, he sympathized and felt sad, but he also knew that this was a past event decades ago, and maybe the only thing he could do now was to find the tablet of the mountain god's grandmother. Yesterday, he discovered that the old lady Xiaolan turned into a mountain god always had an unspeakable evil intention. Today, the truth finally came out. It depends on what the fat grandfather next to him will do.
At this time, Liu Jinyan quietly listened to Xiaomei Xiaolan's words and fell into deep thought. He had lived for almost a hundred years, so naturally he couldn't tell whether it was true or not, but he was always weighing the pros and cons.
Not long after, Old Man Liu finally spoke: "Hey, everything is fate. Since you let me meet you, let's take care of it. Please tell me more about the mountain god's tablet."
Xiaolan became a little excited. After all these years, she finally saw the light of day and quickly recalled it seriously. It was similar to the story I heard the day before, except that there was a more detailed description of the person who took the tablet.
It turned out that on the day of the movement, the mountain temple was destroyed and toppled to the bottom of the mountain. Then it was set on fire. It was not until it was almost burned that it was buried in the soil shovel by shovel. Among the chaotic crowd, there was a person who quietly hid the mountain god's tablet and took advantage of the chaos to stuff the tablet into his clothes.
Gu Xiaolan described that this man was about thirty years old at the time, and his appearance was very ordinary. He walked with a limp, so he must be a cripple. The index finger on her right hand was broken. Xiaolan remembered this very clearly, but she didn't know what it was called or where she lived.
Xiaolan has tried many times to leave the mountain and explore the surrounding countryside. However, every time she goes further away from the mountain, Xiaolan feels that the power left by the mountain god will slowly weaken, as if it is different from her own. It's like forming a bond, connecting myself with this mountain.
After hearing this, Liu Jinyan couldn't help but feel very difficult. Because after many years, even if this person has obvious characteristics, there is still a huge crowd of people if you want to find someone. Unless you know the person's name or birthday, it's not difficult to calculate it. But there is nothing now. Although it is difficult, Old Man Liu seems to have a way.
Liu Jinyan sighed helplessly, took out six copper coins from his pocket, found a relatively clean place, clasped his hands together and shook them. At any time, six copper coins fell to the ground. Old Liu looked forward and saw that all five copper coins were face up, and only one copper coin was face down. According to the hexagram, this is the "Master Hexagram" (Zhongye) , a sign of immediate success and everything will come true.
Old man Liu was immediately happy, and then he looked at the direction of the hexagram, and then looked thoughtfully into the distance. Then he took Huan Xin down the mountain and went home.
After returning home, Huan Xin asked Old Man Liu suspiciously: "Grandpa Liu, do you know where the tablet is?"
Old Man Liu held his fat and round belly and said in a pretentious manner: "Don't reveal the secret. You can just go with me tomorrow. Don't talk nonsense then."
Huan Xin nodded with a confused look on his face. He knew what old man Liu had divined at that time, and he just wanted to confirm it again.
At night, Huan Xin lay on the bed and looked at the stars in the sky outside the window. She thought of Xiao Min next door. She came back too hastily today and didn't go to see if Xiao Min was feeling better. At this time, Huan Xin didn't know how to start. This feeling is called missing.
Early the next morning, Huan Xin and Old Man Liu went out early after breakfast and headed west.
Continuing to the west, the rest house where Qing Xin lives is on the west side of the city, already very close to the suburbs. If you go further west, it is almost sparsely populated, except for some small villages, and there is not much. A place for people.
After walking for a long time, Huan Xin was fine. As long as he didn’t do some too difficult movements, Huan Xin’s physical strength was still good. However, the fat old man next to him was different. He was out of breath while walking and stopping all the way. Huan Xin was out of breath. Sometimes I really wonder if he is my uncle. My uncle is as cold as walking on flat ground when climbing mountains, but his uncle is walking on thin ice. Maybe he is too fat. Qingxin can't help but snicker.
Old man Liu on the side seemed to have noticed the expression on Xingxin's face, and said with some complaints: "Are you laughing at you, Grandpa Liu? I am different from your master. I study knowledge, and your uncle studies combat. I I have been fat since I was a child, and I am not as flexible as your great grandfather, so our master just let me study."
When Huan Xin heard this, he also smiled knowingly. He was so witty and naturally wanted to give the fat old man a chance. He quickly said: "That's natural. Grandpa often mentioned his uncle's feng shui formations when he was there. The number one prodigy in the world, unmatched by others of the same kind."
Old Man Liu showed a satisfied smile, touched his belly with both hands and said: "That's natural. When it comes to the rough work of subduing demons and killing demons, your uncle is definitely one of a kind. But when it comes to technical aspects, my skills Qi Men Yin Yang’s abilities are quite good.”
After hearing this, Huan Xin turned his head and made a naughty face. He felt that this fat old man could not only breathe, but also "blow".
The two chatted and laughed and forgot about their fatigue. Soon they came to a village. There was an archway at the entrance of the village with "Yong'an Village" written on it.
Liu Jinyan put away his smile, made some serious calculations with his fingers, and told Huan Xin beside him: "Let's go in and take a look."
Yong'an Village is not very big. There are a few rows of houses located at the foot of the mountain. There are only a few dozen households in the village. There are two roads leading to the outside world. There are not many people in the village, almost all of them are old people and children who are left behind, and most of the young and middle-aged people have gone to work elsewhere.
Old man Liu took Huan Xin to a house that looked larger. It was obvious that the door of this house was very beautiful, and it was much better than other houses. Old man Liu looked around and then stepped forward and called the door, "Dang Dang Dang".
Not long after, a woman's voice came from the door, "Who is it!"
Then the door opened, and standing in front of it was a woman who looked to be in her thirties, dressed as a rural woman. The woman looked at the old man and the young man in front of the door with confusion, and asked politely: "Who are you looking for?"
