He Xingtian picked up the wine glass and took a slow sip, and said: "I went out to look at the snow and found a shining point in the distance. I was very curious and followed it. Who knew that the farther I followed, the farther I followed, and unknowingly I fell into it.
When we arrived at a village, there were many houses in neat rows." As he spoke, he smiled.
Yun Zhong listened and shook his head, "In the wilderness, there are neat houses, most of them are..."
Mo Long looked at Yun Zhongting in confusion, not knowing what he was going to say.
He Xingtian ignored Yun Zhongting and knew what he wanted to say. He looked at Mo Long and smiled.
Molong didn't understand even more.
He Xingtian continued: "I was greeted by an old man. After drinking tea, he told me about the past. He said that he was Chihun's subordinate three thousand years ago and died nearly three thousand years ago." At this point.
, looked at Yun Zhongting, nodded, indicating that he guessed correctly.
Molong also nodded, as if he understood.
"After a while, about dozens of people came out, which shocked me. They all knelt in front of me and cried. They didn't know why!" As he said that, He Xingtian seemed a little sad, and his eyes were moist.
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"What happened next?" Mo Long was also anxious, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Later! Later, he said that they had not been reincarnated for three thousand years, fearing that they would lose the memory of their previous lives. They practiced hard just to wait for their Lord Chihun." He Xingtian said. "What do you think?
Is this possible?"
Mo Long and Yun Zhongting didn't speak.
"Is it over? Is that all?" Yun Zhongting asked.
"No! As he talked, his house changed. It was dilapidated everywhere. Finally, he asked me to repair their tombs." He Xingtian said.
"What did you say?" Mo Long asked.
"I promised them." He Xingtian said, his face full of pride.
"If you promise, you must keep it. Don't break your promise!" Yun Zhongting said.
"Of course, how can a man keep his word and not keep his word!" He Xingtian said, patting his chest.
At this time, the wind and snow outside became even worse, but the three of them were still talking and laughing, having a great time.
Mo Long said: "When you came back just now, did you see the group of people drinking at the inn? Did you see where they went?"
"Yes, they are in the tomb. I saw with my own eyes that they disappeared after entering the tomb." He Xingtian said.
Mo Long looked at Yun Zhongting, and the two of them smiled knowingly, "We also found out, they are just some..." Before he could finish his words, suddenly, there was some noise from the direction of the counter.
The three people looked back and saw the shopkeeper walking out from behind and kneeling on the ground with a plop.
The three people were confused and didn't know why the shopkeeper was doing this.
"Three benefactors, I have heard what you said. You are our nobles. Are you really going to repair the tomb?" As he said this, he burst into tears loudly.
When the three people saw this situation, Monk Zhang Er was even more confused and quickly helped him up.
After the shopkeeper sat down, he ordered the waiter to serve food and wine again, and turned the fire on brightly.
He said with tears in his eyes: "I am originally a descendant of the owner of that tomb. I have been here for three thousand years from generation to generation, waiting for the destined person. Our Lord Chihun is such a wise and powerful man, although we don't know whether he is dead or not."
It is alive, but the fire of hope in my heart will never be extinguished."
"Our ancestors warned us that repairing tombs is an absolutely important matter and must wait until the right person is destined. Therefore, even if the tombs of our ancestors are in dilapidated condition, we descendants dare not break ground." As he said, he added
It was full of tears.
"Our ancestors also said that we are not allowed to enter the tomb even half a step, otherwise we will be burned. As a descendant, I just wait at a distance and never dare to go against the words of our ancestors. On every day of sacrifice, I can only go there
Under the big tree in front, we put an incense table, burned incense and paper, and worshiped from a distance."
Time passed unconsciously. The three people also understood the situation here.
"Shopkeeper, I have one more thing to ask you. Those people who came to the inn to drink just now..." Mo Long asked.
"Oh! Those people you mentioned are all the ancestors of villains. Because they live a poor life, they sometimes come here to eat wine and meat. We also serve them respectfully, for fear of making any mistakes. Right?
I apologize for scaring everyone!" After saying that, he knelt on the ground again and kowtowed.
"Where is it! Please get up quickly!" He Xingtian quickly pulled him up.
Mo Long was tired, so he said to the shopkeeper: "Do you have a guest room here? We need to take a rest!"
"Okay, okay, I'll prepare it for everyone right now!" After saying that, he stood up and walked upstairs. The three of them all went to rest.
The next day, early in the morning, the snow stopped, and the mountains, rivers and fields were covered in silver.
After the three people finished breakfast, they discussed how to repair the tomb.
The shopkeeper immediately came to the table and said: "Three benefactors, you don't need to worry too much. I have prepared all the money and items. You just need to lead the craftsmen into the cemetery and instruct them to do their work well, villain."
You can't go in. I can only lay out the sacrificial objects under the big tree and burn incense and paper from a distance." After saying that, he kowtowed again to express gratitude.
The three people felt that they should do it immediately, so they immediately summoned people. In less than three cups of tea, the shopkeeper summoned nearly a hundred people. They all wore plain clothes and held tools. He Xingtian took Yun Zhong
Ting, Molong, and the craftsmen set out into the distance in a mighty manner.
This time, without a guide, He Xingtian found the cemetery very easily.
The three people have a clear division of labor, and each leads a group of people to act separately.
After a whole day, the work was finally completed before sunset. Everyone hurried back to the inn.
The shopkeeper knelt at the door to greet me, thanking him profusely.
In the evening, there will naturally be another feast of wine and meat.
After the banquet was over, He Xingtian called the shopkeeper to him and asked softly: "I have one more thing to ask you. I wonder if you know it?"
The shopkeeper's face was full of sincerity and he said: "My benefactor, if you have something to say, please tell me directly. I will definitely tell you everything you know."
"Okay, let me ask you, how far is your place from that big river? How far is that big river from a virgin forest?" He Xingtian said, looking at Mo Long and Yun Zhongting. They both
He also stared at the shopkeeper with wide eyes.
The shopkeeper's eyes also widened. He didn't know why He Xingtian asked such a question.
"Don't you know there is a big river in the distance?" Molong asked.
"I know! There is indeed a big river, but it's more than a hundred miles away!" said the shopkeeper.
"We fished by the river, and the water was flowing. Then we walked along the road to your side. Why did it start to snow heavily when we got to your side? Is climate change so unpredictable?