Not long after, the three of them returned to Changsheng's residence. After entering the house, the man and the woman vaguely understood why Changsheng was so sad. They actually lived in the same room, which showed their deep feelings.
Changsheng only had one set of bedding. After entering the house, he rolled up the mat along with it. Seeing Changsheng packing his change of clothes, the big man asked, "You want to leave here?"
Changsheng nodded.
"Don't even think about coming with us. You are a cripple and Master won't want you." The big man said.
Changsheng nodded, "I know, I won't hurt you, I just want to leave here."
After packing up the things, Chang Sheng came out to dismantle the door panels. It was not uncommon for poor people who could not afford a coffin to bury the coffin with door panels.
Seeing this, the big man stretched out his hand to help. He was tall and incredibly strong. The two door panels weighed fifty or sixty pounds, and they seemed to be nothing in his hands.
The three of them had packed up and were about to leave, when a little girl suddenly ran in. It was Erniu, the child of the neighbor next door. Erniu was holding a wotou in her hand. She just said that she had secretly hidden it during the day and was going to give it to him. , but he didn’t return for a day.
Changsheng was disheartened by what the villagers did. The steamed bun handed over by Erniu made him feel the long-lost sincerity. There was still someone in this village who was kind to him.
He didn't ask for Erniu's cornbread, but he put the few copper coins he had into her hand. This village was his sad place, and he would never come back.
After returning to the village, the big man and Changsheng began to dig holes. Changsheng didn't have any water or rice in a day and had little strength. But the big man's strength was astonishing. He dug three feet into the ground before even half a stick of incense.
Seeing that Changsheng was sweating profusely, the short and fat young man stepped forward to take his place. Changsheng thanked him and declined, but the short and fat man without any explanation grabbed the rice cooker from his hand and pushed him out of the pit.
When Changsheng raised his hand to wipe his sweat, the young woman handed him a water bag from the side.
Chang Sheng declined politely and walked aside to drink the soy milk he had brought during the day.
"Hey, little cripple, what are you drinking?" the big man asked.
"Soy milk." Changsheng replied.
"Give me something to drink," the big man said.
"Old Huang drank a few sips of this soy milk before his death," Changsheng said.
"It's not in your way, I don't mind it," the big man put down his shovel and waved to Changsheng, "Here, bring it over for me."
Changsheng carried the barrel over, and the big man took the barrel and gulped down the cow. In a moment, he drank half the barrel of soy milk, and not a drop of it was left.
Seeing the stunned Chang Sheng on the side, the big man laughed and said, "There are people who can eat but not do it, but there are no people who can do it and can't eat. I am born with a big appetite."
Changsheng was grateful to him for helping him dig the hole, so he suppressed his sadness and tried his best to smile in response.
The big man and the short and fat man dug up the earth and rocks very quickly. After a brief breather, Changsheng returned to Lao Huang and combed his hair with a brush, leaving him with the last bit of dignity.
The pit for burying cows is not easy to dig. It is much larger than the pit for burying people. The big man did not drink Changsheng’s soy milk in vain. He helped him dig the pit wide and deep. When the pit was dug to a certain depth, the short fat man took out the Use the measuring stick you carry to measure, as long as you dig to four feet seven.
Seeing the confusion on Changsheng's face, the young woman explained from the side, "Without a son, he is three feet nine, with one son, he is four feet two, and with many sons, he is four feet seven. The second brother is building a tomb for him according to the rules of the deceased."
Hearing the young woman's words, Changsheng Haosheng was grateful and bowed to the two people in the pit again to say thank you.
Lao Huang was able to keep the whole body, and he was able to save his life, thanks to these masters and disciples. In order to remember everyone, Chang Sheng asked the woman for their names and origins.
The young woman did not shy away from concealing anything and told the truth. The white-haired Taoist was their master. His lay name was Lin and his Taoist name was Luo Yangzi.
The burly man's name is Batulu, his senior brother.
The short fat man who is digging the pit with Batulu is the second senior brother Li Zhongyong.
Going to the village with Master was Third Senior Brother Chen Liqiu.
The young woman is the fourth oldest, named Mayumi Tana.
Batulu, who was digging a pit, heard the conversation between the two, and added from the sound of an urn in the pit, "I am from the Tiele tribe in Mobei. There are many people there named Batulu. The language means hero."
"All the Taoist priests are willing to lend a helping hand..."
Before Changsheng could finish speaking, Batulu interrupted him and said, "Don't call us Taoist priests. Although we follow the master to learn skills and make a living, we are not Taoist priests."
Although Changsheng didn't know the reason, he didn't ask the reason. He changed his name to a hero and thanked him again. He secretly remembered the names of the five people one by one, and then asked a few people about their ancestral home. Although he had never traveled far, he heard these names. People's accents vary.
Facts also confirmed his guess. Master Lin Daochang came from Zaoshan, his eldest brother Batulu was from Mobei, his second brother Li Zhongyong was from Hejian, his third brother Chen Liqiu was from Jiangnan, and the only woman Tian Zhengong was from An. The jurisdiction of the Eastern Protectorate.
While talking, the pit was dug, and Changsheng laid the wooden planks prepared in advance under it. Batulu once again showed his extraordinary strength, picked up Lao Huang and put him into the pit.
Changsheng went into the pit again and covered Lao Huang with a bamboo mat. Lao Huang was bigger and the bamboo mat could not be completely covered. Changsheng covered it with his own bedding. When covering Lao Huang's head and face, Changsheng shed tears again. This was his The last look at Lao Huang.
Just when Changsheng was grieving, the white-haired Daochang Lin and Chen Liqiu came back. Seeing that Changsheng was still unwilling to cover Lao Huang's head and face, Lin Dao sighed deeply, drew out the long sword worn by Li Zhongyong and jumped off the ground. He cut off one of Lao Huang's horns with his sword.
Lao Huang is a cow with small horns. Lin Daozhang handed the severed horn to Changsheng, "Keep it in mind. If it has spirit, it will definitely keep its horns with you."
Changsheng took the horn in his hand, and his heart was no longer as empty as before. After sighing, he covered Lao Huang's head and face.
Seeing Taoist Lin and Changsheng come out, Batulu picked up a shovel and covered the grave with earth.
After shoveling a few shovels, Changsheng jumped down again, lifted the quilt and placed a bamboo flute next to Lao Huang.
After Changsheng climbed out of the pit, Taoist Lin asked casually, "Can you play the flute?"
Chang Sheng nodded numbly.
"Maybe it will be a song?" Lin Daozhang asked again.
Changsheng didn't understand why Taoist Lin asked this question, and because he felt very uncomfortable at the moment, he didn't answer.
Tian Zhenyong on the side was very smart and hurriedly said to Taoist Lin, "Master, although his legs and feet are not very convenient, he can still walk normally. Now he is homeless, why not let him follow us."
Daochang Lin tilted his head and glanced at Tian Zhengong, but did not express his position.
Batulu, who was shoveling the soil, also helped to intercede, "The fourth child is right. I think this little cripple is quite good. You see, he is so good to cows, and he must be better to people. One day, if you are paralyzed in bed, He will definitely be able to take good care of you."
Taoist priest Lin couldn't laugh or cry and didn't comment.
"The boss is right," Chen Liqiu agreed, "Master, this little brother values love and justice, is not afraid of danger, and is willing to sacrifice his life to prevent the villagers from eating the scalpers. Now he can no longer live here and survives in troubled times. There must be many difficulties, but you are compassionate and accept him."
Seeing that the three of them were begging for mercy, the second senior brother Li Zhongyong also said, "Master, we need a flute player to perform the ritual ceremony. It is rare to meet someone who can play the flute. You often say that meeting each other is fate, so accept him." .”
After several people finished speaking, Taoist priest Lin smiled and said, "They didn't say anything, but you interceded first. Do you know if they are willing?"
Tian Zhengong knew Changsheng's name, and when he heard what Taoist Lin said, he asked, "Changsheng, are you willing to follow us?"
Changsheng had not thought of this before. Hearing Tian Zhengong's question, he did not answer immediately. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I am a cripple. Following you will drag you down."
Batulu, who was backfilling the soil, said in a loud voice, "You have offended all the people in the village. You can't live here. Do you know how chaotic it is outside now? It's very rare for you to think like this and stutter." "
"I can hunt and fish. I can't starve to death." Chang Sheng said calmly.
Chen Liqiu admired the longevity and advised him from the side, "A man has ambitions in all directions. You cannot live alone in the wilderness at such a young age. Practice your skills with your master, and you will have to settle down in troubled times."
Chang Sheng glanced at Chen Liqiu gratefully but did not answer.
Seeing that Chang Sheng did not express his position, Daoist Lin took out a small cloth bag from his sleeve and handed it over, "This is the money for the soup and medicine that I asked Wang Cunzheng on your behalf. You should keep it. You will definitely need it someday."
Hearing what Taoist Lin said, Chang Sheng finally understood why Taoist Lin and Chen Liqiu had followed Wang Cunzheng back to the village. It turned out that they were seeking justice for him.
"Thank you, Taoist Master. I don't want the money." Changsheng shook his head and refused.
At this time, Batulu had finished backfilling and put down the shovel. Taoist priest Lin stuffed the copper coins into Changsheng's hand and asked everyone to leave.
"Changsheng, are you really unwilling to follow us?" Tian Zhengong asked again.
Changsheng shook his head.
"That's all, everyone has his own ambitions, so don't try to persuade him," Taoist Master Lin waved his hand and said, "Besides, not all of what we do is fair and honest. The blessings and misfortunes of him following us are unknown."
Seeing that everyone was about to go on their way, Changsheng hurriedly gave the bag of copper coins to Batulu. Although Batulu looked fierce, he was very honest and honest. He was not afraid of Batulu, so he gave him the copper coins.
"What are you doing?" Batulu asked with a frown.
"I will always remember your kindness in my heart. In the future..."
Before Chang Sheng could finish speaking, Chen Liqiu interrupted him, "Don't say that it's useless. If you really have the heart to repay your kindness, wouldn't it be most convenient to follow us? Otherwise, once we leave today, where will you find us?" ?”
While Chen Liqiu was talking, Taoist Lin had already led everyone on the road. After Chen Liqiu finished speaking, he turned and left.
Changsheng stood there and watched everyone gradually walk away, feeling very entangled in his heart.
After hesitating for a long time, I finally limped along...
