the last witcher

"Where can he go?" Fourth Aunt was very worried about the safety of the old man at the moment, "Forget it, Fourth Aunt, let's wait a bit, maybe he will come back during dinner." I comforted Fourth Aunt, "Also Well, if you don't come back after dinner, you have to go out with me to look for it." Fourth Aunt's heart is now on this old Taoist.

"Si Gu, is this sloppy old man really capable?" Anyway, it was still early for dinner, so I took the opportunity to ask Si Gu about the old man's specific situation. "Let's put it this way, my master has to be polite when he sees someone. You say this person is not very good." The fourth aunt found me a clear reference to let me know how powerful the old man is, "The old man called What name, I can't call him Daoist Master one by one." "I don't know what his real name is, but the name he gave himself is Wang Yi, you can call him Daoist Wang as I like." The answer given by the fourth aunt made me very curious, "The name is also fake, good guy, my name is Jia Shu, this is already fake enough, this sloppy old man is even better, the name is all fake." It's all said.

"There's a reason for this, the specific reason, it depends on whether the old man is willing to tell you, but you must remember not to offend him, otherwise I will not be able to save you." Fourth Aunt warned me, "That's not the case, Fourth Aunt Gu, don’t look at the monk’s face to see the Buddha’s face, that sloppy old man doesn’t even buy your face.” I provoked the fourth aunt, “Tree, even if he doesn’t have the ability, at his age, you can’t respect the old and love the old man.” You are young." "He is only in his 60s, why is he still relying on his old age to sell his old age?" "Over 60? Are you kidding me? When I was young, people looked so old. That was all before the founding of the People's Republic of China. You Tell me how old you are now?" The fourth aunt's words surprised me, how can anyone with a little ability live a long life? It's so easy to learn.Seeing that I didn't say a word, the fourth aunt continued: "Tree, if you can learn a little bit from Wang Daochang, you can say that you can live comfortably in this life." I didn't take it to heart, basically it went in from the left ear and out from the right ear. It wasn't until the later stage that I realized that the fourth aunt had a lot of foresight. No wonder she was a prophetic Buddha child.

"Okay, tree, don't worry about it, go and practice your Zhu Youfu, I will go out to buy some food, and I will find Wang Daochang on the way." "Okay." After speaking, the four The aunt turned her head and went out to buy vegetables. I came to the book case, started to study ink, and then practiced Zhu Youfu.

To make a long story short, until the fourth uncle finished dinner and we all finished eating, we didn’t see Daoist Wang come back. Maybe I was worried about the old man’s whereabouts. The fourth aunt left the table without taking a few bites of dinner. I took this opportunity to quietly Ask the fourth uncle: "Fourth uncle, is that old Taoist really as powerful as the fourth aunt said?" The fourth uncle put the index finger of his right hand to his mouth, made a "shh" movement, and then lowered his voice and said to me: "This The old man is a master, you kid learn from others, and you will not suffer any disadvantages." "Really?" "Fourth uncle can still lie to you." "How tall? So tall? So tall? Still this tall ?” I was gesticulating while talking, which made the fourth uncle spit out a mouthful of wine.

"Don't be poor, kid. I don't dare to say what other people are capable of. Your fourth aunt is pretty capable." My uncle's words made me even more curious, "Fourth uncle, tell me how amazing he is, don't keep me entertained." I want to indirectly get some useful cases from fourth uncle.

After the fourth uncle swallowed the remaining wine in his mouth, he continued: "In the early years, there was a big family in our village, known as Geng Bancheng, who was definitely a big landlord." "It's the kind of private entrepreneur now." I interjected, "It's bigger than that. The land in the village now basically belonged to other people at the beginning. The three children were all officials, so they are powerful." "Tell me what happened." I didn't come to listen to this. How rich the landlord is, so I hope the fourth uncle can focus.

"At that time, he was still married to several wives. This Geng Bancheng married at least a dozen concubines. Just after he married the last concubine, the family began to suffer bad luck. First, the eldest son died in the battle of Songhu On the battlefield, the second son was killed by bandits, and the third son was seriously ill, so Geng Bancheng was in a hurry. At that time, the Japanese occupied our Northeast, but they had money, so they invited monks and priests to show them Ah, but there is no spirit. Within ten years, the third son died of illness, and the concubines also died one by one. Poor, seeing that it was about to fall into ruins, I met Wang Daoren at this time. The old man wandered here the other day and went to Geng’s mansion to beg for saliva. At that time, there were no servants in Geng’s house, and Geng Bancheng had become Geng Bancun. Coincidentally, it was the tea made by Mr. Geng himself. Wang Daoren said to Mr. Geng: "Your family has had bad luck in the past ten years, isn't it?" The man went on to say: "You have a lot of fate. You enjoy the glory and wealth in the first half of your life, and you are in exile in the second half of your life. But you usually do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and most of your descendants sacrifice their lives for the country. If you are poor, you will have the virtue of being a good life. I will give you instructions." Road.' Master Geng regained his energy as soon as he heard it, and he was served with good tea and cigarettes. The old man was not polite, he drank tea and smoked, and asked for a few jugs of wine, which he poured into his gourd. Pretending to be, he said to Master Geng: "Your ancestral grave looks fine on the surface, but there are no bones left inside, so no matter what you do, you can't change the bad luck." Master Geng was anxious when he heard that. Yes, I immediately arranged for someone to check it, and it turned out that it was not bad. On the surface, the cloak mound is beautiful, and the underground has been hollowed out by the Japanese to make a warehouse. It was carefully buried again."

"At that time, he was still married to several wives. This Geng Bancheng married at least a dozen concubines. Just after he married the last concubine, the family began to suffer bad luck. First, the eldest son died in the battle of Songhu On the battlefield, the second son was killed by bandits, and the third son was seriously ill, so Geng Bancheng was in a hurry. At that time, the Japanese occupied our Northeast, but they had money, so they invited monks and priests to show them Ah, but there is no spirit. Within ten years, the third son died of illness, and the concubines also died one by one. Poor, seeing that it was about to fall into ruins, I met Wang Daoren at this time. The old man wandered here the other day and went to Geng’s mansion to beg for saliva. At that time, there were no servants in Geng’s house, and Geng Bancheng had become Geng Bancun. Coincidentally, it was the tea made by Mr. Geng himself.

to be continued