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- After these things were arranged, I estimated the time. Liu Wensan could only come here by car, but the Gou family could take a plane or a high-speed train. They couldn't be slower, and Liu Wensan would take at least three days.
It's okay for us to rest here for a few days.
And I also told Shen Ji about the hexagram that analyzed Jiang Pan.
Shen Ji nodded and said that she also had these opinions, but her deduction was not as detailed as mine.
I smiled and didn't answer this sentence.
Because I thought of He Zhi's money line again
One of the friends Jiang Pan knew, probably one, was Li Yinyang and his wife!
I looked out of the car window, but my mood was a little complicated.
Because I can be sure that my deduction will not be wrong, there are not so many coincidences in the world, and there are not so many Mr. Yin and Yang.
However, if Jiang Pan hadn't made the wrong choice back then, he wouldn't have had this kind of result
It is too sad to have a good person without a good life.
In the end, he will die alone in the tomb passage, waiting for someone to take him home, and the fallen leaves will return to their roots
I closed my eyes and rested my mind, but Feng Bao asked me in a low voice, do I want to go to the back seat to change my clothes, my whole body is wet, and it will be difficult to recover if I get sick.
It was only then that I realized that I was too preoccupied before, forgetting that I was still wearing a wet Tang suit, and now the car seat was covered with water.
Shen Ji next to him closed his eyes, lowered his head, and did not speak.
I went to the back seat, where a Tang suit had already been prepared, which was obviously made by Feng Bao and Feng Jun.
I took off the things on my body, quickly put them into the clean Tang suit, and then put it on neatly.
During this process, I was extra vigilant, even for Shen Ji and Feng Bao and Feng Jun, I was very defensive.
I trust them and trust them, but Zhang Er has let me know this time that I can't look at a person purely with trust. After all, I am carrying Yuan Huashao's yin and yang techniques, as well as various sorcerers
I changed my clothes, put my things in order again, and checked the wet clothes for the last time. After making sure that there was nothing missing, I went back to the front and sat down.
At this time we have entered the suburbs of Wang County, the road next to it is quite narrow, and the street lights are dim.
The speed of the car was much slower. I looked outside twice, and the car just stopped.
Feng Bao and Feng Jun got out of the car and greeted me at the same time.
Shen Ji and I got off the car basically at the same time.
The purpose of entering is a dusty house with two stone lions outside the door. The door of the house is painted with red paint, which is obviously added later and looks much newer.
Jiang Shi and Uncle Li came to me, and Jiang Shi briefly explained the origin of this house.
It turned out that Jiang Pan only had a few thatched huts. Although he was Mr. Yin Yang, he was extremely poor.
Later, while helping the village, he also showed a certain warlord the relocation of his ancestral house, so he also got a lot of help and built a house for him. He used the rest of the benefits given by the warlords to feed back the villagers, so this house is not that he ate the people's fat and people's cream with others, but what he deserves, and it is also what the villagers want to do. It's what they did.
As for Jiang Pan's thatched cottage, it was enclosed in the backyard and was not demolished.
I nodded to show I understand.
At this time, Shen Ji had already carried Jiang Pan's body down from the trunk.
Uncle Li and the others retreated to the side, and it was Jiang Shi who went to the front to push the door
Feng Bao and Feng Jun were going to help, but I stopped them with my eyes and signaled them not to follow.
Entering Jiang Pan's former residence, there are only me, Shen Ji, and Jiang Shi leading the way.
In the old courtyard, some of the stones on the ground have cracked.
The surrounding wing rooms and main rooms also have a very strong atmosphere of the Republic of China.
However, in front of some concierges, there is a stone tablet sealing the door!
There are words on the inscription, whether it is the dead father and mother, or the dead wife raised her head I didn't look at the rest of the stele, and it was easy to figure out that they were all Jiang Pan's family members.
The main room is open, I thought Jiang Shi would lead us into the main room, but he walked along the corridor next to it, clearly heading for the backyard!
The cold moonlight shone on Jiang Shi's body. As he walked, he seemed to give me a double image illusion, as if his figure was not so stooped, but he was so immature
So immature as a child
Just at this moment, suddenly??The sad voice entered the ear.
"For more than seventy years, Jiang Shi, an unfilial son, finally waited for his late father's soul to return, and sent his late father home!"
That mournful voice was full of tears!
That strong emotion instantly gave me goosebumps all over my body!
Over the age of seventy, it is already a dying year.
However, Jiang Shi is still waiting so hard. This waiting has no hint and no end. I am afraid it is the biggest and most at a loss obsession in his life
He didn't just yell once, but several times in succession.
Until we entered the backyard and stopped in front of several thatched huts that were almost collapsing.
Only then did Jiang Shi stop.
He turned around, and tears filled his cloudy eyes.
Respectfully dusting off the dust from his clothes, he knelt down on the ground, kneeling three times and nine times to the topknot!
Shen Ji was about to dodge, but I held her shoulders and said softly to tell her not to dodge, this was not kneeling her, but kneeling Jiang Pan.
Soon, Jiang Shi finished his etiquette, and after he got up, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice, could he be allowed to carry his father into the house?
I signaled Shen Ji to put Jiang Pan down.
A smile bloomed on Jiang Shi's face. Although he was old, the smile was really like that of a child.
He carried Jiang Pan on his back, his body trembling slightly, obviously exhausting all his strength.
However, he was still resolute and walked into the hut step by step.
Only then did I notice that Shen Ji's eye sockets were slightly flushed.
This made me a little bit disappointed. From the details, although the Shenji is cold, there is always a difference between the heart and the appearance.
But for me, although I feel it, it has not reached the point where I can feel my inner emotions
The layout of the thatched hut is simple, with a bedroom next to it. Jiang Shi carried Jiang Pan's body inside and placed it on a wooden bed.
There is a white cloth prepared a long time ago on the head of the bed, and there is even a spiritual tablet!
Jiang Shi was placing the spiritual seat and covering the corpse with a white cloth.
I subconsciously looked around.
On the wall on the right side of our entrance, I found a hanging portrait!
This portrait looks a little familiar
I watched intently, and suddenly my body shook, and there was a lot of sweat on my forehead
Because in this portrait, there is a young woman.
The appearance of this woman is enough to be called a disaster for the country and the people!
Slightly curly hair, draped over the shoulders, wearing a gauze skirt, like a fairy falling into the mortal world.
But her beauty is too charming
I bit the tip of my tongue hard and woke up
He murmured hoarsely: "He Zhi"
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