Although the wild Taoist priest had been prepared for this, his face immediately darkened and his mood became bad when he was treated like this. To be honest, he actually felt a little pity for Su Ziji, but it was a pity that he had to do this for the promised Taoist secrets, but now
, but shook his head.
"You are so ignorant of current affairs, you deserve to die." Thinking, the wild Taoist gave him a sharp look, turned around and left.
When this happened, Su Ziji immediately became vigilant. He glanced at a few figures on the road ahead, whether they were soldiers or not, and immediately sent Ye Buhui back while it was still light.
The store is at the end of the main street, and it takes a while to walk there. I didn’t bother to see much of the ancient scenery on the way... The city was covered with snow, the young women and girls were all wearing bloated cotton clothes, and there were no flowers in sight.
However, the county town is not big. Soon, a willow tree appeared in front, and a awning was erected in front of the store. When entering the store, it was obvious that it was a bookstore composed of three rooms. A middle-aged man was looking at the store, coughing from time to time.
"Uncle Ye!"
The boss was Ye Weihan, a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby figure. After he called out, Ye Buhui started chattering about the matter. At first, Ye Weihan was still smiling after hearing it, but he gradually sank down. He didn’t know what he was thinking.
, a little lost, and after a while he said: "Zi Ji."
"exist."
"If you want to take the exam, you don't have to come tomorrow. Just study at home... Remember that the cemetery cannot be sold. It will be considered unfilial and will greatly hinder your ability to gain fame." Ye Weihan took a deep look at Su Ziji and said,
Gave honest advice.
"Understood, I won't sell it." Su Ziji agreed, and then told the wild Taoist who came to talk about Feng Shui: "Uncle Ye, I think this is someone from the same group who is trying to deceive me."
Ye Weihan frowned and thought silently, but Su Ziji asked: "Isn't it right?"
"I haven't heard that your father has any dealings with this person. It's a bit strange. But I want to check if he is with the debtor. But this wild Taoist is not simple. He once clicked on the Feng Shui place of the Ling family. It's a bit strange.
A truly capable fortune teller." What Ye Weihan said was surprising.
Su Ziji was startled after hearing this: "Is it about the Yan Ling two big families in this county who lost seven people to a piece of geomantic treasure land without seeing the benefits?"
"You also know about this? Yes, this is what happened." Ye Weihan glanced at it unexpectedly. In order to compete for a feng shui land, the Lingyan family fought with each other and seven of them died. This was a major event that shocked the county.
"The Yan Ling family is not an ordinary family. There must be a way to make the two families fight to the death. You should go and visit your ancestral graves when you have time to avoid any accidents."
Speaking of this, Ye Weihan showed an expression of resentment: "Also, you want to bury my father in a dignified manner. Although it is a bit pedantic, it is a sign of filial piety. Why don't you discuss it with me?"
"Why did you hide it that we borrowed fifteen taels and it turned into a usurious loan of thirty-three taels in three months?" Don't you know that this kind of usurious loan cannot be borrowed, and once it is borrowed, it can never be thrown away?
How can I feel at ease when I am so impulsive?
"Uncle Ye, I was confused for a moment and realized I was wrong." Su Ziji immediately bowed and said.
Ye Weihan may have some family resources, but he has been ill in recent years and spends a lot of money on medical treatment every year. As a result, his family's financial resources are in decline... Even so, after his father passed away, the Ye family provided a lot of help. Many friendships are difficult to measure in terms of material things.
Despite Ye Buhui's sullen face, she was actually the one delivering cakes and meat every time.
Originally, Su Ziji was hypocritical and felt that he owed the Ye family too much and refused to borrow money from the Ye family. Now Su Ziji will naturally not fall into the trap and admit his mistake immediately.
"Hey, that's it. After March expires, I will come up with a solution. There are only a few days until the county exam. You should concentrate on preparing for the exam and don't think too much."
"Also, the person who borrowed the debt is Zhang Dacuo, the leader of the Black Turban Society in this county. Although this person is just a gangster, he has more than a dozen people under his command. It is said that there are lives on his hands. When your father was here, he
I don’t dare to do anything to you, now you have to be careful.”
"Uncle Ye, I understand."
Su Ziji understood this concern in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to the last sentence. He turned his eyes, suddenly had an idea, and called out half a piece of rosewood.
"Four Books and Five Classics Level 3 (1237/3000)"
"Su style boxing level 2 (1758/2000)"
Su Ziji remained calm and looked at Ye Weihan. Although he knew that this was just a manifestation of his own mind and appeared in the form he recognized most, when the matter came, he had to check whether others could see it or not!
Seeing that Su Ziji didn't seem to be listening, Ye Weihan said earnestly: "Don't underestimate the gangsters. Since the founding of Zheng Dynasty, counties and counties have been raiding. This person has lives on his hands, and he can still survive until now. Although his target is small, there is also a reason why he is in the county."
We have a good relationship here, so we can’t offend him easily.”
"I understand." Su Ziji responded, staring at Ye Weihan's reaction...without realizing it!
This proves that I was worried about something before. If only I can see it, I am not afraid of revealing the secret, and I can use it with confidence in various situations.
"That's good."
A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Su Ziji sneered slightly. If the legacy in this life is half a piece of rosewood, the legacy in the previous life is Su-style boxing.
This unknown boxing skill has a simple origin. My ancestor was once a member of the Qi family army. He killed thieves on the battlefield and became the deputy of a hundred households after returning to his hometown. It is regarded as hereditary and has been passed down from generation to generation. Over the past hundred years, it can be said that it has absorbed many talents.
Essence, excellence.
After entering the Qing Dynasty, although there were no military positions, the ancestral kung fu was still not left behind. However, because the Qing Dynasty banned martial arts, weapons were transformed into boxing skills, but the essence was still kung fu for killing enemies.
This generation is considered to have practiced it seriously. Although I don’t know why it is only level 2, maybe it is because my body is dragging me down, but I am not afraid of a few ruffians.
After saying goodbye to Ye Weihan, he returned to his own home. The main room was originally his father's room, but now it has become a study. Although the furniture is old, it is somewhat elegantly decorated. There is a small row of bookshelves against the south window and a wooden couch occupying the area.
Half of the room was filled with two blue cloth quilts neatly folded, and inkstones, paper and pens were placed on the wooden table.
Su Ziji sat down on a pillar under the couch, lost in thought, and looked around.
"Although the Su family is in decline, it used to be a wealthy family. If we really want to collect debts, wouldn't it be better to have a private house like mine? It's still worth thirty or fifty taels of silver."
"It's so unpredictable just to pursue the tomb field!"
I was stunned for a while and saw that it was getting late. I thought about it and stuffed two cold meat buns directly. I wanted to leave, so I took some platinum and yellow paper and ran towards the cemetery.
The cemetery is outside the city.
At this time, the city gates were closed. Fortunately, the population of this so-called county town was not large. In the industrial era, it was actually a small town. With a small population, there were few roosters, dogs, and robbers, and the city walls were not well defended in peacetime.
Su Ziji had been familiar with the terrain since he was a child. When he turned around and reached a city wall, he saw a tree. According to the imperial law, all the trees near the wall had to be cut down, but no one cared about it. So he climbed up the tree and jumped on
He ran towards the wall.
The Su family cemetery is located in a small piece of woodland near the river in the east of the county. The snow in February has not yet melted and is full of dead grass. Su Ziji walked with one foot high and one foot low. After crossing a section of fields, he saw a few trees.
When Su Ziji arrived, he saw several raised tombs. It could be seen that the old ones were surrounded by a circle of stone buildings, while the new ones only had a simple stone tablet.
"This is the ancestral tomb of the Su family." Su Ziji generally didn't believe in Feng Shui, but he looked at the row of mottled stone tablets without saying anything. He squatted down and took out the paper platinum frame and lit it.
Filial piety to descendants - no matter what, you are reborn in the blood of the Su family, this basic attitude should be there.
Only then did the fire light up and burn the withered grass. Su Ziji stood up suddenly and stared at the earliest stone tomb of his ancestors - this was the great ancestor of this branch in Linhua County. When the Wei general died,
, great-grandfather moved here, married a wife and had children, followed by grandfather and father.
It was said that it was once wide, so it was surrounded by stone buildings, but now, underneath, a hole was dug in the darkness, covered by grass and snow. I didn't notice it for a while, and it wasn't until I burned the paper that I noticed it. Even if I looked carefully, I could see there were a few small scattered holes.
block of bones.
"Someone really ruined the feng shui of my ancestral tomb!" Su Ziji saw it at first sight. To be honest, he had just woken up and he didn't have much affection for his long-dead relatives. But at this time, he felt dizzy, and the memories and emotions before he woke up surged in his heart.
All that was gathered together was an indescribable anger, and the calmness after being extremely angry...
Su Ziji's expression suddenly turned cold.
Originally, although there were people with unknown origins targeting me, but I was not strong enough, even if I passed the examination as a boy student, I could only protect myself, and my revenge would have to come at least to the scholar!
According to Su Ziji's plan, he had to endure the humiliation and bear the burden, but now, digging ancestral graves was an act that broke the bottom line in ancient times. It meant that if the other party was not prepared to be kind, there would be someone behind to seek wealth and death, so who can rest assured to keep it?
A young nemesis grows up?
This is not preparing to give yourself a way to survive!
No matter it was the old Su Ziji or the new Su Ziji, they couldn't bear it. With a sullen face, he stretched out his hand and touched it: "The soil is still fresh!"
His eyes immediately focused on the footprints. Thanks to the weather, it has been snowing for the past few days. In addition, this is a cemetery, and no one has come here except the Su family. "The footprints are also fresh. The person who dug them left not long ago."
It’s time to fight!
Su Ziji inspected the snow tracks, and without saying a word, he chased after him.
This may be the last snow of the year. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but the footprints are still clear. As I follow it, I see a shrine from a distance. A piece of the wall has collapsed. The main entrance is still intact, but there is a broken piece on it.
Plaque, I can’t see clearly what it is.
However, there was red light inside, as well as curls of smoke, and the tangy aroma of meat. Su Ziji held his breath and quietly climbed in from the collapse.
This shrine is not big. There are withered grass and thorns in the yard. There is an incense burner in the middle, surrounded by iron bars. Su Ziji peeked into the shrine through the door and saw a shrine inside. It was dark and could not be seen clearly, but there was a sacred curtain.
Hanging down, it seems to be worshiping a goddess, but there is no incense.
The ground was in a mess, the bonfire was licking red flames, and pork knuckles seemed to be cooking in the hanging pot, exuding the aroma of meat. The two of them were sitting around, drinking wine and eating meat, so happy. There was a skeleton beside them.
"Brother Yan, why did we dig this tomb and take out the bones that have been dead for decades? It's so bad. We should burn more incense when we go back." A man looked thin and slurred as he chewed on the meat.
Said.
"Hey, you and I are just doing the job of licking blood from knives. Shen Tang's people also have two lives, so what are you afraid of?" Brother Yan is relatively strong and chews bones: "Besides, although it's Zhang who ordered us
Brother, the person who is really responsible is the Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple, and he wants to use this skeleton method - there is really a resentful soul, and before our turn, the Taoist priest will cure it."
"Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple? Darling, why did the boy from the Su family offend him like this?" The thin man asked again: "Besides, why don't you use his father instead of his grandpa Zeng?"
"I heard it's due to Feng Shui. Grandpa Zeng has the best Feng Shui. Who knows how he offended me? It's none of our business."
"What I'm saying is that it's not easy to find a job worth ten taels of silver."
Su Ziji listened to people eating meat and drinking wine, stopped discussing, and thought: "Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple? This is a serious Taoist. He has the talisman of the imperial court, why is he targeting me?"
"Brother Zhang? I heard he's a gangster from the county town, but I didn't expect it to be this guy who was causing trouble."
"No matter what, it's late at night and snowy, and it's outside the city. Let's start with you two!" Su Ziji thought, he is a sensible person and knows that killing is not only about martial arts, but also about whether the hands are dark and whether the heart is ruthless.
If you are not ruthless, if you are really ruthless, you can even kill people with chopsticks - at this time, his eyes were fixed on the iron bars of the incense burner outside.
After a few sharpenings, it becomes a sharp short spear!
Sujiaquan is originally a killing technique evolved from spears!