After Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoshan finished chatting, they started playing with Wang Xiaoshan's daughter. Wang Xiaoshan's daughter liked Zhang Fan very much and was very willing to play with Zhang Fan. Moreover, Zhang Fan came from the town this time.
I went to the supermarket and bought a lot of things for Wang Xiaoshan's daughter, which made Wang Xiaoshan's daughter get closer to Zhang Fan.
After a day of decoration, at 3:30 in the afternoon, the fragmented hallway room of Wang Xiaoshan's house had become completely new. Zhang Debiao showed off his craftsmanship to the two of them with a smile on his face, and also told Zhang Fan, "What's the matter?"
For decoration work, just give him orders directly.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded.
"Mr. Zhang, now that the work is finished, can I take my workers back?" Zhang Debiao looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"We will go out at 9 o'clock tonight. We will determine whether we can let you go back after we come back." Zhang Fan said.
Zhang Fan has to make sure that the evil ghost that Zhang Debiao saw is the same one that Wang Xiaoshan saw before he can make a decision. If it is the same one and the three of them have solved the evil ghost, then Zhang Debiao can go back. If
The two of them saw me differently, and Zhang Debiao had to continue to stay under their noses.
"Let your two workers go back." Zhang Fan said, pointing to the two people on the side.
"Okay." Zhang Debiao said to his two workers, and then let them leave.
The three of them had nothing to do, sitting together drinking tea and chatting. Zhang Debiao had a cheerful personality and was willing to chat with others. Zhang Debiao looked at Wang Xiaoshan and asked tentatively: "Mr. Wang, why do you want to move to me?
?Also, why are you so generous in donating money?"
Wang Xiaoshan glanced at Zhang Debiao and said: "My original purpose of coming here was to live a stable life here. Unexpectedly, I have been here for 10 years, and my life was relatively stable in the first two years. In the past 8 years...
…Why……"
Wang Xiaoshan shook his head helplessly.
"The reason why I donate so generously is actually due to the influence of my master. My master often says: The world laughs at me because I am too crazy. I laugh at me and the world cannot see through it. The world is like hell, but hell is better than the world!
I don't agree with what he said. I don't think hell is better than the human world. The purpose of my donation is to allow those in trouble to see the beauty of the human world and have hope of living." Wang Xiaoshan said very seriously.
Hearing Wang Xiaoshan's words, Zhang Debiao nodded heavily, and at the same time, gave Wang Xiaoshan a thumbs up.
Zhang Fan frowned tightly because Zhang Fan seemed to have heard what Master Wang Xiaoshan said somewhere. After thinking about it for three or four minutes, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up and he remembered.
!
The last time he heard this was said by an old man in rags, not long after Zhang Fan arrived in Pingshan City. The old man in rags was grateful to the child's grandmother and the child's chicken drumsticks, so he took action to save the dying child.
Moreover, this old man in shabby clothes slapped him, and through the energy he exerted, he was able to determine who his grandfather was. Judging from his words, he knew his grandfather.
"I heard what you said from a person's mouth. He is also a Taoist priest." Zhang Fan suddenly said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Xiaoshan's eyes lit up slightly, and then he asked, "Where did you hear it? When did you hear it?"
"It's been about half a year in Pingshan City." Zhang Fan replied.
"Pingshan city? Half a year?" Wang Xiaoshan looked thoughtful, then shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be my master. My master left Pingshan 12 years ago."
"Do you have a photo of your master? If I look at your master's photo, I will know whether the two are the same person." Zhang Fan said.
"There are photos, I'll get them." After saying that, Wang Xiaoshan stood up, walked to the TV cabinet, opened the drawer, took out a photo album from the drawer, flipped through it a few times, and quickly turned to Zhang Fan
He walked towards Zhang Fan and handed the photo album in front of Zhang Fan, "This is my master, take a look."
Zhang Fan took the photo album and his eyes fell on the photo. The next moment, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up slightly.
Seeing the change in Zhang Fan's expression, Wang Xiaoshan quickly asked: "Is that Taoist priest you saw before my master?"
Zhang Fan raised his head, looked at Wang Xiaoshan, and said solemnly: "Yes!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's answer, Wang Xiaoshan's face showed a hint of excitement and said: "Sir, did you leave my master's contact information?"
"No." Zhang Fan replied.
A trace of frustration appeared on Wang Xiaoshan's face, and then he said: "Sir, after this matter is resolved, can you take me to the place where I meet my master in Pingshan City?"
"Of course." Zhang Fan agreed happily.
"I have a question. Both of you, master and disciple, are not short of money. Why does your master wear such shabby clothes? You see the same in the photo." Zhang Fan said.
"I asked my master the same question, and he only answered me with two words - comfortable." Wang Xiaoshan shook his head helplessly.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan thought of one thing, that is, Wang Xiaoshan's master knew his grandfather. Did Wang Xiaoshan also know his grandfather? Although Zhang Fan had lived with his grandfather for nearly twenty years, he
He didn't know much about his grandfather's deeds outside, but he was very interested in his grandfather's deeds.
"Have you heard that your master told you about a man named Zhang Yuan?" Zhang Fan directly asked the doubts in his heart.
"Zhang Yuan?" Wang Xiaoshan frowned slightly, "I've never heard of this name."
Now it was Zhang Fan's turn to look frustrated.
"Little sir, who is this Zhang Yuan you are talking about? Is he your master?" Wang Xiaoshan asked.
"Absolutely." Zhang Fan smiled slightly.
"When I met your master, I didn't feel your master's strength at all. Is your master very strong?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.
"My master is indeed very strong. I followed him when I was six years old, and he didn't leave me until twelve years ago. I have followed him for so many years, but I don't even know his strength." Wang Xiaoshan shrugged, and then, Wang Xiaoshan said again
He sighed, "If it hadn't been for my master back then, I would have starved to death."
"What's going on?" Zhang Debiao asked curiously.
"I remember that time, our village was infected with the plague. Both my parents died from the plague. I ate all the food in the house, so I ran away. Finally, my master picked me up by the river and gave me to him.
I only survived because I had to eat." Wang Xiaoshan said, "My wife and I share the same disease. We lost our parents early. This is why I helped my wife when I first came to the village. Unexpectedly, we ended up getting married.