big antique dealer

Chapter 100
As soon as Zhou Shui put down his pen, Luan's pen moved again. Sister Ma read word by word: "Let's put this body in a cage, one place is tide and the other is flat, and we will be able to settle the complicated things. Which one is a hero and which one is a bear?" ?”

Zhou Shui wrote down word by word, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and thought to himself: "Isn't this about me? I put myself in a cage, and after I finish one thing, another will come. All the messy things will be settled. I got myself into trouble for a few days. Damn, it’s not a big deal.”

Zhou Shui hurriedly bowed respectfully, and said: "What the master teaches is that this junior knows his mistake. But things are not up to others. After all, we are in a mess, so we have to move."

At this time, it was written on the rice case: "One coir, one hat, one hook, one day, one place, one river autumn, one bait and one bait, one life, one coming and one going, one water flow."

Zhou Shui was a little bit dissatisfied in his heart, and thought to himself: "One fish and one bait are just fishing. It means that I have nothing to do and look for things on my own. The water flows back and forth, which means that I can't change anything, and the flow remains the same. "

Zhou Shui sighed softly, bowed to the ground, and said: "The old master has a high-level view, the younger generation has learned the lesson, this incense is going to be exhausted, the matter of the master..."

Zhou Shui's voice hadn't finished yet, only to see the rice case written: "Wenjia River is left, and the bone is exposed to the south of Sichuan."

Zhou Shuiquan understood, and saluted again: "The younger generation knows about the matter of the master, please drive back to the horse."

As soon as the words were finished, the red wax went out with a "pop", and then the three cigarettes were also extinguished.It seems that the old master has left.

Zhou Shui asked Old Zhao, "Did you find dead bones when you dug up the soil?"

Old Zhao said: "That land is a graveyard, and the wind can blow out the bones of dead people. What's wrong? Just because I dug out a few human bones that are about to rot?"

Zhou Shui slapped his thigh and said, "No wonder people came to your door to cry. You took the incense burner and exposed him. This is thanks to an old master who has read poetry and books. If he was a martial artist in his previous life, he would still Not sure what happened."

Old Zhao's jaw almost dropped from shock, and he said, "There are a lot of dead bones in that place. If it weren't for a piece of good soil, no one would be willing to go there without paying their wages. I am also unlucky. I didn't dig a few shovels here, and I recruited a dead ghost to cry at the door..."

Zhou Shui interrupted him and said: "People and ghosts justified themselves. They dug up other people's houses and took other people's things. Don't do anything. Don't complain, we will accompany you at dawn. You bring a jar, The bones you dug out, you put in a jar. Go to Qinshan to find places where humans and beasts are difficult to reach, such as cracks in the mountains, broken walls, put them in, don’t be too far away from Fasheng Temple.”

Zhou Shui turned his head and said to the old Zhao's wife: "You get us some gloves, we will bury the bones of the people on the grave. Everyone, to be honest, this is worse than repairing bridges and roads."

It is also dawn to speak.Everyone finished as Zhou Shui said, and it was noon.Mrs. Zhao's wife wanted to stay with everyone for lunch, but everyone was sleepy and tired, and they didn't want to stay longer.When they were about to leave, Lao Zhao and his wife secretly murmured and glanced at Zhou Shui.

The old Zhao's wife pulled Zhou Shui aside, and asked Zhou Shui weakly: "What about the copper furnace?"

Zhou Shui said: "Wrap it in a cloth, don't brush it, don't wash it, just wait for the money to be sold."

Old Zhao's daughter-in-law was a little embarrassed, and said, "Why don't you help me out? We can pay you a little bit."

At this time, Old Zhao also blushed and said, "I have to go to Qinshan in the afternoon and leave the stove at home, in case your aunt is afraid..."

Zhou Shui said: "It's okay, this is foreign money, don't worry!"

Old Zhao's daughter-in-law was quick to speak: "Our fortune is shallow and fate is low, whether it's foreign wealth or windfall, I'm afraid it will be a fortune, but a lifeless flower. Xiao Zhou, you save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and later my aunt Repay you again."

It made Zhou Shui helpless, if he took this stove, he would have a guilty conscience.If you don't take it, Lao Zhao and his wife will definitely fall ill.Seeing that Zhou Shui was in a dilemma, Yan Jin said, "Okay, let's take it away. It's not for nothing, we buy it, and I don't know how much it's worth, so let's make it 1 yuan."

Yan Jing casually took out a wad of money from the bag, put it on the table, and said to Sister Ma: "This money should be handed over to you. It is money from Mama Huang to thank the doctor. Let me borrow it."

Lao Zhao and his wife desperately refused, but they couldn't refuse, so Lao Zhao's wife had no choice but to accept it, and said, "That's what you said, you will pay for it if you save your life."

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the White House.As soon as they entered the courtyard, everyone was stunned.Zhou Shui, in particular, had a "buzz" in his head, because this scene had really appeared in his dream.What surprised him was that the details were seamlessly matched, just like a movie replaying.

I saw a young man, pitifully thin.Holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he jumped up and down. The family members were also in the yard, Mr. Bai was full of anxiety, Mr. Zhou still half-closed his eyes, indifferent.

This person is Young Master Bai, running around the yard, gasping for breath, the words were squeezed out between his teeth: "Kill, I'm going to kill, kill..."

Zhou Shui was afraid that he would really hurt someone, so he jumped into the courtyard and wanted to shoot.Elder Zhou stopped him with his eyes, as if he wanted to let Young Master Bai vent for a while longer.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Bai is not tired, everyone is tired from watching, and he is still running around.Mr. Zhou seemed a little impatient waiting, and saw him muttering words and making a handprint.Shouting "Disease", Bai Shao stood up suddenly, as if he had cast a body-fixing technique.

Mr. Zhou stood up and walked straight to the courtyard gate. Everyone followed behind without knowing it.Mr. Zhou walked to the pond, took a look at the water, put the water on his nose and smelled it, and then walked upstream.He walked seven or eight steps in a twist and turn, and stopped in front of a clump of thatch.He rolled up his cuffs, bowed and took out a small animal from the grass.

Everyone was taken aback. Under the sun, they could clearly see that Mr. Zhou was actually holding a weasel in his hand.Elder Zhou turned around and went back to the courtyard without saying a word.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, everyone saw Bai Shao piled up on the ground like a puddle of mud.Mr. Zhou put the weasel in his hand on the stone table, the little thing's eyes rolled wildly, and he dared not move or run away, showing a look of panic.

Bai Lao looked at it and said: "It turns out that it is this harmful thing. What should I do with it if I fix it? I think I will kill it."

As soon as Bai's old words were uttered, the weasel seemed to understand it, and shook into a ball, stretched out two front paws, and bowed to everyone vigorously.

Zhou Lao said softly as if talking to himself: "It's not easy to cultivate for a hundred years, and it can be regarded as a fairy. The mountain god should take care of it, and we can't override the master."

After a while, Mr. Zhou stood up and walked to Young Master Bai.He stretched out his hand, picked up Young Master Bai by the neck, and put him on the chair.Then he turned his head and said to the weasel: "I see that it is not easy for you to cultivate for a hundred years, so I won't break your law today. Remember, human beings have human nature, and immortals have immortal paths. Don't waste your whole life of cultivation for the sake of momentary pleasure. You go, find a high mountain and a great swamp that is rarely visited by people, practice hard, and beg for a human body in the next life, and you will not be in vain walking among the six realms."

The weasel kowtowed to Mr. Zhou, then turned around and jumped off the stone table and onto the roof.Turning back on the ridge of the roof, he seemed a little reluctant to part with him.

After sending the weasel away, Mr. Zhou said to Young Master Bai: "Nephew, I don't think you have a good future. You were supposed to live to be 67 years old. You hurt your biological father for ten years, and if you put your father in danger, you will lose ten years of life." , I sold my father’s house privately in order to put my father in exile and lose five years of life, you do the math, you have 42 years left to live, counting from today, how many years do you have?”

Young Master Bai was sweating profusely.Bai Lao took over the words: "With all his plans, he still has three years to live. The retribution in this world is real."

Bai Shao glanced at Bai Lao, then at Zhou Lao, suddenly knelt under Zhou Lao's knees, and said anxiously: "Old man, save me."

Elder Zhou sat sideways, not accepting his kneeling.He just said softly: "Nephew, you kneeled down to the wrong person, why don't you understand."

No matter how stupid Young Master Bai was, he understood, turned around and walked a few steps, hugged old Bai's thigh and cried loudly.Bai Lao deliberately hardened his heart to ignore him, but he must be a father and son of flesh and blood. If he wanted to remain unmoved, Bai Lao would never be able to do so.

Zhou Shui checked his appearance and found a step for Bai Lao. Zhou Shui said: "Hold on, tell me why you hurt your father. If you sincerely repent and vow to be a new man, it's okay for everyone to intercede for you." .”

Bai Shao studied in the United States when he was young, and he also has a lot of knowledge in the field of Western medicine. He didn't believe in gods and ghosts, and the theory of retribution.But after all, he was born in a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, and he has been familiar with these mysterious things before.Therefore, he was still a little skeptical in his heart, and coupled with what Elder Zhou did just now, he dared not doubt it. In addition, he had been using the word "reciting" for the past few years, and suddenly suspected that it was the evil consequences of his unfilial piety.

Bai Shao wiped away his tears and said, "Twenty years ago, my mother suddenly suffered from acute cerebral hemorrhage, and her life was in danger. How could my father stop the rescue and watch my mother die..."

Mr. Zhou interrupted him and asked, "Nephew, are you also a medical student?"

Young Master Bai nodded.

Elder Zhou added: "For a person with acute cerebral hemorrhage, if the nerve reflexes of the limbs are normal, do you know where the bleeding point is?"

When mentioning medicine, Bai Shao seemed to regain a little confidence, and said, "It's in the brain stem, of course I know that."

(End of this chapter)