It was already afternoon when Murong Fu and others arrived under the leadership of Ba Tianshi.
The deceased's name was Zhao Laosi. He was in his thirties and a native of Bashu. He traveled around various places and did some business in tea and spices.
It was a small storefront, nothing special. At this time, the counter and other items had been removed, and the entire room was converted into a mourning hall, with the body parked in the center of the hall.
Because the deceased was a foreigner and had no relatives in Suzhou, only his wife and a 13- or 14-year-old son were with him. Except for some familiar neighbors, no one else came to express condolences, so the entire mourning hall seemed very deserted.
, there was only a woman kneeling in front of the mourning hall with a half-year-old child, which added to the sad feeling.
The door was open, and Ba Tianshi lightly knocked on the door to indicate that someone was visiting. The people in the room immediately stood up and looked at the door. The woman adjusted her clothes, wiped her tears, and greeted the five people. She was a blessing.
The child followed behind to greet everyone.
Batianshi said: "This is Mr. Li, my young boss. I have some business dealings with Boss Zhao on weekdays. I heard that Boss Zhao passed away unfortunately, so I brought several familiar monks here to express my condolences."
As agreed in advance, Murong Fu pretended to be a businessman, and Ba Tianshi pretended to be Murong Fu's servant. In order to avoid trouble, the two of them disguised themselves slightly to make themselves look more suitable for their identities. The three Baoding emperors
Otherwise, no changes will be made and the monk will still appear as the original monk.
The woman saw that although the so-called master and servant of Mr. Li were dressed in ordinary clothes, they had an indescribable magnanimity in their movements. The three monks behind them were all about fifty or sixty years old, and they were all reciting Buddhist scriptures.
, his face is kind and compassionate, and he looks like an eminent monk at a glance.
Although I had never seen many people before, seeing how they looked like this, I immediately believed Ba Tianshi's words and quickly invited everyone into the house.
Several people worshiped one by one in front of the deceased's mourning hall, and three eminent monks of this generation read scriptures in front of the mourning hall.
As he spoke, the child rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go out, but was stopped by the woman's kind words.
The woman said: "Since you are your deceased husband's best friend during his lifetime, this is reasonable. Please help yourself."
I see.
The child told Murong Fu one by one, but his appearance was not similar to any of the three Jiumozhi. Just when he was a little disappointed, the child added: "So these two days, dad has been asking for help everywhere.
A lot of pepper, Sichuan peppercorns and other things were imported from elsewhere, just to get what the monk wanted."
Before she finished speaking, the woman was already bursting into tears.
The woman cried and said: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Fourth. Alas, he has no troubles or illnesses on weekdays. He seems to be a good person. Who knows, if he suddenly leaves us two, what will happen in the future?"
Live!"
Zhao Laosi used to run a small business and barely support his family. His sudden death put the whole family into financial difficulties. Therefore, the entire funeral was very simple and there were no monks or Taoists to perform rituals for the deceased. Therefore, Murong Fu led three eminent monks.
Paying homage to the deceased can be considered a good deed.
Murong Fu led San Ben to the door where the body was kept. San Ben recited a rebirth mantra in his mouth to pray for the deceased. Murong Fu pretended to be grieved and came to the deceased, leaning down to observe carefully.
By now, it has become clear that one of the three Jiumozhi must have ordered a large amount of spices for embalming in order to preserve Tianmani's body. After learning that the owner of the shop was from Bashu, he hatched a poisonous plan and wanted to use it.
Tianmani's body was secretly exchanged with the shopkeeper, and he unknowingly took the body to Shu, and then put it into hiding from Shu. Therefore, he used the Wuxiang Jie Finger to hurt the shopkeeper without his knowledge.
The meridians did not take effect until the shop owner returned home. This kind of technique, not to mention a virtuous person, even if it is an ordinary gangster operation, no one can see it, and it will only be regarded as a sudden heart attack and death.
When he heard the word "monk", Murong Fu's expression suddenly froze. He exchanged a look with Duan Zhengming and continued to ask: "What kind of great monk, what does he look like and how old is he?"
The deceased's expression was peaceful, there was not much pain on his face, and there were no injuries on his body. It did not look like he died of homicide, and there were no signs of poisoning. However, when Murong Fu grabbed the wrist of the deceased and injected a little internal force, he found that the deceased was inside the body.
Several meridians were severely damaged, especially those near the heart meridians.
After saying that, he burst into tears.
After some conversation, Murong Fu asked: "I was greatly surprised when I heard the news about Brother Zhao's death. I usually interact with Brother Zhao, but I have never heard about Brother Zhao's illness. I don't know why Brother Zhao died?"
Murong Fu's eyes flashed with excitement, Jiumozhi, Jiumozhi, did he finally show his weakness here?
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Murong Fu said to the woman: "Brother Zhao and I have been dealing with each other for many years. Brother Zhao unfortunately passed away. I am extremely sad. I want to pay my last respects to Brother Zhao's body. Is this rude?"
"
Murong Fu and Duan Zhengming exchanged glances, and both saw a hint of affirmation in the other's eyes, convinced that the woman was not lying.
Hearing this, Murong Fu showed a hint of disappointment on his face, but then, the child's words made him very happy: "But my father told me yesterday that he had something to do at the Chenghuang Temple in Xicheng, and asked my mother and I not to wait.
The next day after he had dinner, my father, he
Hearing the child's addition, Murong Fu's heart moved and he immediately had an idea.
The woman sobbed: "The head of the house is usually an honest person and treats people kindly. He has never been embarrassed by anyone in more than ten years, so how can he start a fight with others? He just opens a shop and does business as usual. Business is not good during this time, and the head of the house
He often worries about this, and always sighs behind our backs. He is always like this. He doesn't say anything to anyone, and just carries it silently. Maybe he is sick from overwork and anxious, but that's what happened now
went."
Foodies of later generations only know that things like Sichuan peppercorns and pepper are used as hot pot base ingredients, but few people know that these things also have antiseptic functions. In that era when there were no refrigerators and other refrigeration equipment, these things served as hot pot base ingredients.
function as a preservative.
To put it simply, this martial art is to kill people invisibly. With Jiumozhi's finger power, if he wants to use the Wuxiangjie finger to kill an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts at all, he will naturally be unaware of it. The most important thing is
, besides him, who else with the ability to do anything would take action against an ordinary person at this time!
Murong Fu frowned. It was obvious that what the woman said was not what he wanted to know. He didn't know how to continue to steer the topic in the direction he wanted. He just heard the child say: "Mom, have you forgotten? The day before yesterday.
A great monk came to our shop and said he wanted to buy something. He gave me a deposit of ten taels of silver, which made my father very happy. He said that God has opened his eyes and taken care of our Zhao family. The smile on his face in the past two days
There are more of them.”
"No phase tribulation finger!" This term flashed in Murong Fu's mind.
After saying that, he covered his face and cried.
At this point, the child paused, with a look of shock in his eyes: "Can it be said that my father was actually killed by someone? Yes, I said that my father was usually in good health, how could he suddenly pass away?
, someone must have harmed my father, it must be! I want to avenge my father, mother, I want to avenge my father!"
The journey from Suzhou to Tubo is long, and it is not easy to bring Tianmani's body back intact. This is the only way to preserve the body from decay. It is said that a hundred years ago, a monarch of the Liao Kingdom died unexpectedly in Han.
Enjoying this kind of treatment, he became the only mummified emperor in Chinese history who was the same as the Egyptian Pharaoh.
The child thought for a while and said, "No, my father has always just told me to study hard and become successful in the future. He also told me not to be a businessman like him and look at people's faces. So my father never told me about business matters."
"I wonder if Brother Zhao did anything different from usual behavior before he passed away? For example, did he have a quarrel with someone or something like that?" Murong Fu asked.
Murong Fu stood up and asked the child: "Has your father told you where the great monk lives?"
Murong Fu sneered in his heart.
After understanding the whole story, Murong Fu and others stood up to say goodbye. Before leaving, they left two hundred taels of silver for the woman and child to use for funeral and future living expenses. After all, in a sense, the death of the shop owner
, more or less has something to do with me. I really can't bear to see the orphans and widowed mothers become poor and helpless in the future, so I can only give some money to express my feelings.
At first, the woman refused to ask for anything. She only said that her late husband had always used his skills to support the family during his lifetime and was never willing to accept favors for no reason. She could not lose her late husband's reputation. When Murong Fu explained, this was a message sent by the shop owner during his lifetime.
A sum of money deposited with her should naturally be transferred to his wife and children now that the other party passed away, so the woman accepted it.
Afterwards, Murong Fu and his entourage left with a bit of guilt amid the mother-in-law's numerous thanks.