Sure enough, the villagers followed up the mountain again the next day, and there were even a few more people.
There was no other way, so Jia Zhengjin and Niu Xi returned to their usual wood-cutting area and did not go near the maze.
The villagers were very curious on the first day, but on the second day they were a little tired after seeing nothing.
After cutting firewood for the day, I started thinking about things in the fields.
I followed the climb up the mountain for two days in a row, but I didn't see the shadow of the so-called monk. I think it's not that easy to see. Or maybe the monk knew that so many people were coming and deliberately didn't show up?
Or is it that after giving Niu Xi a test and giving him the elixir to cure Niu Bao, the monk left?
Anyway, everyone came back disappointed the next day.
After another day of fooling around, Niu Xi was infected by Jia Zhengjin and became calm.
He figured out that it was impossible for the villagers to follow them up the mountain all the time. When these few days passed, they would do whatever they should do!
Only he and Niu Shun know about the maze, and neither of them will tell it, so delaying it for some time will not affect it.
The next day, we cut firewood again until the sun went down. Pulling a donkey cart loaded with firewood, with disappointed villagers behind us, the team quickly returned to the village.
I thought that after arriving in the village, they would all go home separately, and today would be the end.
Who would have thought that on the mountainside, I would see a large number of people gathered in the village, and it was very lively, as if something was going on.
The place where they gathered seemed to be Niu Shun's home.
What's going on?
This situation left both Niu Xi and Jia Zhengjin confused. They looked at each other with questions in their hearts.
The villagers who came down behind them were obviously unaware of the situation and looked at each other in confusion.
"Shunzi, your house." Niu Xi reached out and patted Jia Zhengjin on the back.
"Um!"
"What's going on?"
"How do I know?" Jia Zhengjin looked confused.
"Shunzi, why are all the people in the village coming to your door?" Uncle Liu behind him couldn't figure it out and asked curiously.
Jia Zhengjin frowned and thought, faintly worried.
Could it be that Yue Lang saw the flaw and knew that he had transformed into Niu Shun?
Impossible! He never showed any flaws from beginning to end, how could Yue Lang know?
What was going on? Why did everyone in the village gather at the door of Niu Shun's house? What happened?
The villagers who followed behind, carrying firewood on their backs, rushed over to ask questions, hoping to learn the truth from Jia Zhengjin.
However, Jia Zhengjin himself is in a mess, what can he know?
He could only pull the donkey cart with Niu Xi, carry firewood and carefully go down the mountain, until he got back to his house.
"Back! Shunzi is back!" The first person to run out from the crowd was indeed the nosy Aunt Liu, that is, Qian Xiulan. She waved in this direction and called Jia Zhengjin over: "Shunzi -
—! A relative is coming to your house!"
"Relatives?" Hearing this, Jia Zhengjin was a little confused.
Does Niu Shun have any relatives? He has no idea.
Furthermore, Niu Shun's parents were both dead and his family was impoverished. No one could pretend to be a relative. After all, there was nothing to deceive.
It seems that she wants to find an opportunity for Nuwa to interrogate Niu Shun to see if he remembers any relatives, so as to avoid revealing her secret.
"Shunzi, come here quickly!" The village chief also waved to him, "Do you have any distant relatives in Tong County?"
"Tong County?" Where do you know where to go? Jia Zhengjin led the donkey cart and pretended to limp to the door.
"What's going on?" Uncle Liu quickly pulled his wife to the side and asked softly.
Qian Xiulan pointed at a man wearing sackcloth and mourning at the back of the crowd, and whispered to her husband: "Did you see that? He came to our village not long ago and said he was looking for Shunzi's father. He seemed to call him uncle. He also brought two corpses with him.
, I'm very unlucky. I heard that only Shunzi is left at home, and I don't want to leave. I seem to be desperate, and I hope Shunzi can help."
"Looks like a child, is he really a relative of Shunzi?" Uncle Liu took a look and saw the child kneeling beside the wooden cart where the two corpses were lying, with his head lowered and his face covered by a filial hat. He was very thin and weak.
, "Male or female?"
"I don't know!" Qian Xiulan shook her head.
"There are so many people around, but you can't even tell whether you are a boy or a girl?" Uncle Liu was very surprised.
"The child cried when I asked him about it, and he didn't say much. He only said that he was looking for his uncle, Shunzi's father. He was also dirty and covered in mud, so no one could get close to him..."
"I've never heard that Shunzi's father has brothers outside?"
"I haven't heard of it either," Qian Xiulan responded softly, "but the child has a token and clearly called Shunzi's father and mother by their names, so it's not a lie. I'm afraid the relationship is not good.
To the extent that we have less contact, right?”
"That's right, Shunzi's family is poor and has nothing to deceive..."
Not only Uncle Liu and Qian Xiulan, but other surrounding villagers were also talking a lot, pointing at the child who was kneeling beside the corpse wearing sackcloth and mourning.
"Your relative?" Niu Xi walked to Jia Zhengjin and asked in a low voice.
How did Jia Zhengjin know that he was not the real Niu Xi.
However, it is not easy to contact Nuwa directly in front of so many villagers and ask her to ask Niu Shun.
He couldn't pretend not to see it, so he hesitantly put the donkey cart aside and walked slowly towards it.
The villagers took the initiative to move aside, allowing him to walk up to the child wearing sackcloth and mourning without any hindrance.
"Hey! Shunzi is back." The village chief shouted to the child from the side.
The child in mourning clothes immediately raised his head, looked around, and finally followed the villagers and landed on Jia Zhengjin.
Jia Zhengjin looked carefully and saw in front of him a child wearing a white mourning dress and a mourning hat. He was about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was not considered an adult in ancient times.
The child was dirty. He must have fallen down many times on the way, and mud could be seen on his clothes.
His face was also dirty, his hair under the hat was as messy as a bird's nest, his eyes were red and swollen, and he had obviously been crying a lot, giving him a pitiful feeling.
It's hard to tell the child's gender. After all, both men and women have long hair at this time, and the child's vocal cords are relatively tender, making it difficult to tell.
The two corpses on the wooden cart, one male and one female, already stank and looked like they had been dead for a while.
By the way, this kid is pretty awesome pushing two corpses here.
At least I have the strength.
Jia Zhengjin definitely didn't know the other person, and he couldn't immediately find out the identity of the person opposite him from the real Niu Shun, so he kept silent and stopped.
Sure enough, before he could speak, when the villagers reminded him that this was Niu Shun, the child quickly stood up and ran towards him: "Are you my brother Shunzi?"
"You..." Jia Zhengjin hesitated, not knowing how to answer. If you are not careful, the secret may be revealed. Who knows if Yue Lang has turned into someone and mingled among the villagers, in case he finds out that he is not the real person.
Niu Shun, the bet is in trouble!
"Brother Shunzi, my parents are dead!" The child cried loudly and came over to hold his hand. "Please help me bury my parents and take me in by the way! I have the strength to endure hardships and eat less.
, and I am very obedient! By the way, there is my father’s suicide note here, saying that it is to be handed over to Uncle Niu. But when I got here, I realized that Uncle Niu and Auntie are no longer here..."
As a result, the child handed over the suicide note. Jia Zhengjin felt a little headache. Why did he come here at this time? (To be continued)
