Copper Coins Chapter 35: Stone Zhang (3)

In view of the state of life and aloof status in the first half of his life, Xue Xian is a very shameful dragon, at least he thinks so.

The so-called "shameless" is not completely absolute to him - at certain times, he can make slight concessions and be less shameful, such as sitting with his hands folded and calling Jiang Shining blindly with only one mouth. When he was a nerd, another example was when he went to pick up Xuanmin's money. In other cases, however, there is no concession at all, such as when it comes to the beauty and majesty of his image.

If he has convenient hands and feet, all beards and tails, then let's see, it's not a big deal, his figure is not unmanageable, and he is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't have that much ink when he changes his clothes.

But he's half paralyzed now, and it's quite inconvenient to move. He'll be naked, and he has to be looked down by the bald donkey, which is a bit exciting.

Anyway, he felt a toothache just thinking about that scene. It's better to hang him directly if he treats people like that.

Xue Xian looked at Shi Shizhang blankly, and said coolly, "Excuse me, just kick your legs for a while."

Stone Zhang: "..." No, kicking your legs doesn't make you hiccups, where is it for the time being? !

However, this ancestor is capable. If he didn't agree with one word, he would swish down the thunder. Without waiting for anyone to react, he would drop two strikes, and once again frightened Shito Zhang to the point of kicking his legs, rolling his eyes, and shoving it on the spot. .

Stone Zhang is a sparrow who has the guts to cry when he is scared, and faint when he is startled. But Xuanmin is different...

Xue Xian looked at him gloomily, and said faintly: "Tell me, how can you push through, I will try every method?"

Xuan Min: "..." This evil barrier is starting to be unreasonable again.

The easiest way to make a person faint is to look at his head. Xue Xian raised his paw and gestured back and forth in front of Xuan Min's face, ignoring the thoughts of the parties involved.

Xuan Min glanced blankly at his short pouting dragon claws, raised his hand and pressed him back, calmly said: "A gentleman must hide his sharpness and sharpen his sharpness."

Annotation is in adult words: Don't wiggle the tip of your claws.

Xue Xian snorted coldly: Can you manage?

However, he finally gave up on this plan, after all, with his current physique, he has no amount on his hands. In case the strength is not well controlled, one claws will go down, and next year, the bald donkey will be able to go to the grave today.

He did find Xuanmin slightly unpleasant at the moment, but he didn't really want to shoot him to death.

There is no way to deflate this bald donkey, and his mood suddenly becomes even more uncomfortable. He turned around, and didn't bother to think of Xuanmin again, so he simply summoned a cloud of qi, and the white mist gathered around Xuanmin in the blink of an eye, wrapping him tightly, vaguely blocking everything in front of him. .

Xue Xian immediately cut off the knot on the wrapping clothes with one claw, and his huge body was suddenly wrapped in a white light. This light is extremely dazzling, but for Xuanmin, it appears quite warm under the partition of the vast mist.

Wrapped in white light, Xue Xian transformed into a human form. He is a real dragon, even if his body has not fully recovered, it is not a problem to use a mysterious technique. Even if he's half paralyzed, it doesn't take much effort to change his clothes. The white light has not dissipated, and he has already wrapped most of it.

Xuan Min had planned to ask this evil barrier if he needed a helper, but now, looking at this situation, it should not be necessary. He stood in the frosty mist of winter, looking at the gradually fading white light, he was not in a hurry, he just waited calmly.

It's just the water mist, it doesn't always last long. Since it was caged around Xuan Min, it has gradually become shallow and thin, slowly dispersing.

When the mist was thin enough to see what was in front of him, Xue Xian was just putting on the wide cloud-like clothes. The narrow and thin waist and abdomen and the shoulder blades outlined by the movement of the arms flashed past, and together with the bare skin, they were gathered into the black robe.

The style of this dress is very simple and plain, without the slightest variegation and decoration, but it is very different from Xue Xian's usual disturbing personality.

But that's what he's used to wearing.

The jet-black neckline complimented the profile of his face and the exposed portion of the neck that was extremely white, even almost morbidly white. When he didn't laugh or fool around, those dark eyes were always half-open lazily, the eyelashes of the same color as the clothes pressed a line at the end of the eyes, and the corners of his mouth without a smile were very beautiful, but And it seemed a little inhumane.

Perhaps it was because the skin on the back that flashed by was too pale, or maybe it was because Xue Xian's expressionless profile was too cold. It was not the same as when he looked at people with a sneer on the wall of Liu's courtyard. Xuan Min really saw it. Got to be stunned.

However, soon the evil barrier began to move again.

His dark eyes rolled, and he glanced lukewarmly from the corner of his eyes, and saw that the mist had dissipated. He tugged at the placket and fastened the hidden buttons indiscriminately. Then he touched a piece of black string like a juggler, bit it between his teeth, raised his hand and combed his hair at will, and tied it with a black string.

The moment Xue Xian put down his hand, he summoned a wind to himself and held it under him. He took advantage of the situation, turned over again, and the black clothes spread out and folded like a cloud. In just a blink of an eye, he unceremoniously fetched a wooden chair and sat lazily on it.

Everyone is half paralyzed and still doesn't forget to put on a pretentious posture. What kind of mentality is this?

Xuan Min: "..."

"Can we go now?" Xue Xian tapped the armrest of the wooden chair with his fingers.

Xuan Min let out a "hmm" and glanced down at him, then took a step forward, as if he was about to reach out to him.

Xue Xian immediately patted the armrest, and the whole chair made a harsh rubbing sound on the ground, and he took a big step back with the chair. He stared in surprise and said, "What are you doing?"

Xuan Min looked down at him: "Otherwise, how are you going to go back? Can you walk or fly?"

I can still fly, so what?

Xue Xian scolded him in his heart, but he didn't say it. After all, he couldn't float in the sky in broad daylight. If he did, he could scare people in a county.

When his face was unhappy, Xuan Min, the bald donkey, had to stab him with fuel to the fire: "Or... are you going to attract a gust of wind like you did just now, and jump back with a chair at once?"

Xue Xian: "..." Why did I hesitate just now? It should have slapped him to death with a single paw, so that this bald donkey would not be running on the banker if he opened his mouth, and he spoke in a serious manner... Bah! who cares about you?

He vomited a mouthful of blood silently in his heart, and said with a numb expression: "Okay, please help me, you turn around and squat down, your back——"

Xue Xian was about to say, "Come back with me," when Xuan Min walked closer with a faint expression, bent down, held the back of his neck with one hand, and hooked his knee with the other, gently and skillfully picked him up. It was as if he was not holding a big living person, but just holding a fallen leaf in the palm of his hand.

When he straightened his back again, he said indifferently: "The poor monk does not squat or kneel, and he never bows when he walks."

Xue Xian immediately wanted to vomit his bowels: "How about fooling the ghost? When you were carrying a broken copper shovel in the Jiang Family Medical Hall, you clearly squatted without obstacles!"

However, now he is in the hands of this bald donkey, and he can't act like a demon, otherwise, if he is unbalanced, he will roll to the ground and lose his face. Xue Xian held his breath, so that he didn't choke to death. He glanced around, and felt that the gesture made him very weak, without the slightest dignity.

This evil blocker rolled his eyes and thought of a way.

Seeing that he picked up the loose clothes, he shook out another black robe from the inside, and was about to cover himself from head to legs.

When you have to be embarrassed, remember one thing - keep your face covered.

This villain was originally dressed in black, covering his head and face completely with black clothing material, hanging like a coffin in Xuan Min's arms, as if he had just choked.

Xuan Min also obeyed him: "..."

This ancestor stood upright for a while, and then remembered the stone Zhang that was still there, and immediately raised his pale, thin, ghostly hand, and waved it casually. A loud thunder that was enough to wake everyone in a radius of ten li slammed against Shi Shi Zhang's ear, and woke up the person who was thrown over.

Stone Zhang got up with a sad face and stood behind Xuan Min in a dejected manner. He was startled by the person who was hugged by Xuan Min, and he straightened his legs trembling for a long time.

Xue Xian said in a stern voice under his clothes: "I'm alive, let's go."

Xuan Min shook his head and strode out of the yard.

I have to say that this ancestor's ingenious method is still somewhat effective, at least not many people dare to look at Xuanmin's side along the way. As soon as he saw someone in his arms who seemed to be dying, he turned his head with an unfortunate face, covered his face and walked away in a hurry, not happy to take another look.

When the two of them entered the Lu family's small courtyard, the sky was already dark, and Jiang Shining happened to come out of the kitchen, and the person who was hugged by Xuan Min was shocked. He has been with Xue Xian longer than Xuan Min. This nerd is someone who is used to observing details, and immediately recognized Xue Xian's dangling paw.

His hand holding the lamp trembled, and he almost threw the lamp and ran over. Fortunately, Xuan Min explained to him in time: "If you live well, just pretend to be dead."

Jiang Shining: "...Which play is he singing?"

Xuan Min didn't answer either, strode into the hall and put the ancestor on the chair beside the Four Immortals table.

Only then did Xue Xian remove the clothes on his face, let out a long sigh, and said, "I'm suffocating."

Jiang Shining put the oil lamp on the table angrily and said, "I asked for it myself, it should be."

He rolled his eyes and looked at Shi Shizhang in a ghostly manner: "This is..."

Stone Zhang was startled by his blinded eyes, and stammered, "I am a mason, call me Lao Zhang or Shi Shi Zhang."

Xue Xian pointed to the stone lock against the wall and said, "Look, you carved this, right?"

Stone Zhang recognized it at a glance, and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, it really came from me, and I recognized it at a glance."

"So...that's what happened." Xue Xian rushed to Jiang Shining and spread his hands, saying: "He is a little involved with the person who arranged the tomb of Tomb Island, and it happened that there was that person in his hand or someone who was under that person. Thing, when Lu Twenqi wakes up, let him do the math, maybe we can get some clues."

"Lu Twenty-seven?" Jiang Shining was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he meant: "Are you sure he can also have that kind of ability?"

Xue Xian nodded: "I guess it's almost the same."

He sat in the chair and played with his index finger to play with the flame in a bored way. He just slapped the table a few times before he suddenly slapped the table: "By the way, I almost forgot."

Jiang Shining and Shitou Zhang, who were sitting beside the table, were startled by him and turned to look at him, waiting for him to express their opinions. As a result, the ancestor glanced at Xuan Min from the corner of his eyes, and said, "What about the rice I owe?"

Jiang Shining: "..." What?

Stone Zhang: "..." Oh mother, it scares people to death.

Xuan Min glanced at him, then turned around and stepped out of the hall, striding out the door.

After the time for a cup of tea passed, he came back with the food box lightly, with his appearance and temperament, as if he was not eating, but a lotus flower in front of the Buddha.

Jiang Shining glanced at him, then glanced at Xue Xian, who was sitting beside him lazily, and turned away his face silently.

The food box has four layers, containing six dishes and a plate of shortbread.

Xue Xian glanced at it. The porcelain dishes were warm and delicate, and the dishes were exquisite. It looked pretty on the table one by one. But...

But...is...

This whole table of dishes can't find a single minced pork under the lanterns, it's all vegetarian!

All! Yes! white! of!

Have you ever seen dragons from which dynasty or generation live on grass?

Xue Xian rolled his eyes and pouted out of anger. The old hatred and the old hatred together made him even more disliked by Xuanmin.

Although Xuan Min's memory is incomplete, the habit is still there. In the past days, he probably didn't eat meat, maybe he didn't eat much at all, so he could live well without food for a few days. In short, let him buy it, he will definitely not be able to eat meat. In the end, Jiang Shining made another trip and brought back a few hard dishes, which was considered a real meal.

…

Except for the time eight years ago, Lu Twenty-seven had probably never suffered such a big crime.

As soon as he fell asleep, he slept in a drowsy sleep for seven days, tossing back and forth between fever and fever, occasionally getting confused, and spit out a few words in the middle of the night, sometimes "Dad", Sometimes it's "nineteen", it's as if he never opens his eyes, those things that have already happened will not come true for a day, and those who are no longer will sit quietly by the bed and take care of him until he wakes up. ...

On the night of the seventh day, when the watchman banged the gong, he finally opened his eyes with a trembling of his fingers.

Because it burned for too long, there were still bloodshot eyes in the eyes. Under the light of the oil lamp, the eyes were covered with a layer of water, as if there were always a layer of tears.

"Awake?" Jiang Shining happened to come to dial the wick for him, and when he saw his eyes opened, he asked, "Are you thirsty?"

He said, greeted the hall outside the house, walked to the bed again, and took off the medicine cloth that was placed on Lu Twenqi's forehead.

The ghost's body was astonishingly cold, and it stuck to Lu Tianqi's forehead, causing him to shiver, and a layer of water in his eyes slid down the corner of his eyes, soaking the quilt: "Today, is it right? The first seven..."

Jiang Shining was stunned, nodded and said, "Well, it's the last night."

He hoarsely hides his eyes for a moment with the back of his hand. Then he lifted the quilt and sat up, and said lightly, "Is he still there? I'll spend the last night with him."

I don't know if it was Jiang Shining's delusion, this Lu Twenqi had been in a drowsy sleep for so long, and even after waking up, his tone of voice became closer and closer to that of Lu Nineteen. And when he stood up, Jiang Shining became more and more sure that this was not an illusion, because Lu Twenqi, who was abnormally thin and small, had actually grown an inch taller in these seven days. It looked no longer seven or eight years old, but more like eleven or twelve years old.

Lu Twenqi fumbled out of the room, nodded sullenly to everyone, then entered another side room under the guidance of Jiang Shining, closed the door, and stayed in it for a whole night.

That night, there was no sound in the whole room, neither crying nor speaking.

When he said accompany, he was really accompany. He stayed together quietly without talking, not warm, not sticky, just like they get along on weekdays.

The next morning, Lu Tianqi walked out of the room with a pale face. He touched the wooden branch left by Nineteen in his arms, staring at Shi Shizhang's direction with his dark, dull eyes for a long time, then slowly He said, "Excuse me, can you carve two wooden plaques for me."

Although he is a mason, he can also carve some wooden things, but it is not as smooth as the stone ones.

Stone Zhang froze for a moment, then nodded.

Xue Xian reminded: "You can't see him when you just nod your head."

Stone Zhang stared at Lu Tianqi's eyes for a while in amazement. He didn't dare to say anything, but said, "Of course it's possible."

He has lived in Wolong County for so many years, and although he doesn't know the Lu family very well, he has met him a few times before, so he is considered to have met. After listening to Lu Twenqi's words, he naturally knew what he wanted to engrave. This stone Zhang is a skilled hand, and the wooden board is easier to cut than the stone. It didn't take much effort to cut out the shape of two spirit cards, and also carved some customary patterns on both sides.

"What characters are you engraving?" Stone Zhang asked.

Lu Twenty-seven said: "One is engraved with the position of my late father Lu Yuan."

Stone Zhang did as he did, rubbing the words with a thin thread, and then carving it out bit by bit, and then blowing the sawdust, he asked, "Where's the other one?"

Lu Twenty-seven was silent for a moment, but did not speak for a long time.

What about the other one? Big name? Nineteen years old is not enough, even a serious name has not had time to get, and there is no name to engrave. And Nineteen is just a petty name for lowly raised. There are thousands of Nineteens in the world who have entered Huangquan and reported this name. I wonder if the Lord of Hell will mistake a few of them. Besides, he didn't want to engrave the name of Nineteen. It seemed that his brother who was always cold and indifferent to others, but was willing to give his life to him, would never be seen again.

"Forget it, let the other one be empty, and don't write any more." Lu Twenqi suddenly said, and then took the two spirit cards from Shi Shizhang's hand. He gropingly pulled out a cloth towel from the cabinet, and without asking anyone to help, he picked up some simple clothes, wrapped the spirit card in it, and tied it with a knot.

After doing all of this, he sat down at the Four Immortals table with the package, touched the wooden branch and said in Xue Xian's direction, "I know what you guys want to do, I know from the moment I open my eyes, I will help the Nineteen Gang. You count, but I may not be as accurate as him. I only ask you one thing, help me bury Nineteen.”

No matter how unwilling he is to rely on others, the burial is still not something a half-blind person can do alone.

"Hands up." Xue Xian replied.

The square black cloth handed over by Shi Shizhang had been kept in Xuan Min's pocket, and it was only now that he took it out and spread it on the table for Lu Twenqi to count.

Lu Twenqi stared at the black cloth with his eyes covered in a layer of mist, sprinkled a touch of fine soil on the table, and slowly paddled with the wooden branches. From his movements to his expressions, Lu Shijiu's shadow was revealed, as if there were two people living in one body.

After he finished paddling, he raised his hand to lightly touch the fine soil, frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, then said: "...I probably still don't have the spiritual energy of 19, I can only calculate that the person's current position is on the other side of the river, I can see what it looks like, but I can't tell the exact location, maybe I have to go there to recognize it."

As he spoke, he smoothed the fine soil on the table again, and did the math again, still the same result.

However, he didn't seem to be surprised by such a result. He just patted the package on the table and said, "If you don't dislike me as a drag, I can follow you."

After all, there are no living people in Wolong County who are connected with him by blood. If the relatives are not there, the roots will be broken. Wherever he lives, he is alive.

To have such a person who can predict the origin of things, everyone is naturally happy. They had been delayed for a while in Wolong County, and they couldn't stay forever, so they buried the nineteen next to Lu Yuan's grave under the bright sky.

Lu Twenqi knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed three times on each side, then patted off the dirt with a light expression, carrying the spiritual card, and went on the road with Xuanmin and the others.

When they got on the passenger boat to cross the river, it was dark and snowy.

Half of the fine snow fell on the unknown new tomb in the mountains, half on the top of the awning on the lonely boat, half on the yellow spring, and half on the red dust, like a grand farewell, not only sending the nameless Ghost, sent another traveler.

The deepest nostalgia and remorse in the world is probably that you are gone, it doesn't matter, I will become you and take you with me.

From now on, the years will not be disturbed, thousands of mountains share the same road, and thousands of waters are in the same boat...