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Xu Bajiao was surprised that his son came back without warning.
Usually, not in special circumstances, the son rarely comes home.
Xu Chijiao once complained, saying that home in Xu Yishan's heart is a hotel. Even so, every time his son came back, Xu Chijiao looked calm on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.
After dinner, Xu Chijiao called his son to his pharmacy, and asked tentatively, "Are you okay when you come back?"
In Xu Chijia's impression, every time his son comes back, something must happen. Xu Yishan, who has studied abroad for more than ten years and worked outside for seven or eight years, is no longer used to living in Xujia Village for a long time.
Although Xujia Village is simple and honest, everyone is an ancestor. But after all, there are many jealous people. For example, Xu Chijiao's family has practiced medicine for three generations, and his son went to university and ate imperial food. This made some people of the same family feel very uncomfortable.
In comparison, people with foreign surnames have a much better relationship with Xu Chijiao's family than those in the village.
Xu Yishan heard his father ask himself, and quickly replied: "It's nothing, I just came back to see your elder brother while I have a little time."
Xu Chijia smiled in disbelief, and said, "Since when did you miss me and your mother in your heart. Don't hide it from me, boy, just say what you have to say."
Xu Yishan said seriously: "I'm really fine."
Xu Chijiao said, "You're fine, I'm fine. You came back just in time. I want to ask you, when will you give birth to a grandson for me? Yishan, you are not young, and you are still a state official. Take a look. Some people in this village who are younger than you have given birth to two."
Xu Bajiao complained: "You don't know, your mother and I don't have the face to go out now. We are afraid of meeting people, and they ask me how many grandchildren I have, how should I answer?"
Xu Yishan said with a chuckle: "When it should be there, it will naturally be there."
Xu Chijiao's face sank and he said, "Did you take preventive measures?"
Speaking of this, Xu Yishan felt embarrassed. Fortunately, Dad is still a doctor, no matter how deep the topic is, it will not cause ambiguity.
"Father, don't talk about this." Xu Yishan interrupted Xu Chijiao's words, hesitated and said: "I met a classmate in elementary school today, and his wife asked me to ask you for a prescription for having a baby."
Xu Chijiao frowned and said, "I'm not giving birth to Guanyin. They can't give birth, what prescription do I have? You tell her, no. Go to the big hospital to see."
Speaking of medicine, Xu Yishan took the opportunity to ask: "Father, do you still have the pill you gave me last time? I want some."
Xu Chijiao said: "Chunlu Pills? No more, the last bit is given to you. Fortunately, you don't want to go wandering in the wild now, those medicines are useless."
Xu Yishan said seriously: "Father, although I'm not like I used to be, but with your medicine by my side, I feel at ease and at ease."
Xu Chijiao glanced at his son, and said in a low voice: "Those medicines are useless in the future. Your father has come up with a new trick. Yishan, I have to thank you, the old monk Wuxiu you gave me last time. The book came in handy. Let me tell you, I now know why old monk Wuxiu lived so long."
Xu Yishan was taken aback and said: "Father, what did you find?"
Xu got up barefoot and invited the book out respectfully.
When Xu Yishan saw it, he immediately smiled. Xu Barefoot wrapped the book with a piece of red silk cloth, square and square, as if hiding a treasure.
Before opening the silk cloth, Xu Chijiao saluted respectfully and said to Xu Yishan: "I had to take a bath and change clothes before I could see it, but now I don't care about it so much."
This book has followed Xu Yishan for a long time. Ever since the old monk Wuxiu gave him the book, he hasn't left his body for a moment. Suffering from too many troubles, he never took it out to take a closer look. So until now, he didn't know what was recorded in the book.
However, Xu Yishan believes that there must be a mystery in this book written by old monk Wuxiu. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given it to him so solemnly.
Xu Barefoot was about to open the silk cloth, but when his hand touched the red silk cloth, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and asked his son, "You said, you helped old monk Wuxiu to sit in the tank?"
Xu Yishan remembered the last time he saw the old monk, the scene he experienced in the Wuxiu Temple, he nodded affirmatively and said: "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."
"Where is the tank?"
Xu Yishan thought for a while and said: "Isn't there a stone wall behind the temple? There is a small hole in the stone wall, which can just fit a tank. I put the tank in the small hole under the stone wall."
Xu Bajiao shook his head and said, "Think about it again, is it somewhere else?"
 Xu Yishan said with certainty: "Absolutely."
Xu Bajiao groaned, and said casually: "The old monk Wuxiu is gone, and the tank is also gone."
After the dam break of Wuxiu Reservoir, it has not been repaired. Wuxiu Yamamoto is in the middle of the reservoir, surrounded by water. In the Wuxiu Temple on the mountain, a huge bell hanging there is rang every morning when the sun rises.
The huge clock is so huge that a mahjong table can be placed under the clock, which is more than enough for four people to play mahjong.
The wall of the bell is about half a foot thick, and the sound of the bell can be heard hundreds of miles away.
In addition to the big bell, there is also a huge drum in Wuxiu Temple.
The drum head is made of hundred-year-old rhinoceros hide, and a strong man of two hundred catties jumps on the drum face without moving a muscle.
The drumstick is a piece of ebony, smooth and heavy as iron.
The morning bells and evening drums of Wuxiu Temple are the memories of generations. Many people said that their grandparents began to hear the bells and drums of Wuxiu Temple.
The old monk Wuxiu never accepted apprentices all his life, and he rarely had contact with outsiders. There are several clumps of red hovenia in front of the temple, which seem to be very casual, but people can lose their way when they enter it. If the old monk Wuxiu didn't guide him, he might not be able to find the gate of Wuxiu's temple even if he walked around a few clumps of red hovenia for a day.
Some people say that this is the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams array deliberately set up by the old monk Wuxiu, the purpose is to prevent the young people from coveting the big bell in the temple.
Xu Yishan has been around the Wuxiu Reservoir for a long time and has heard many legends about the Wuxiu Temple.
What surprised Xu Yishan the most was that every New Year's Day, if there were no drums or bells in the temple, it would be a very sad year.
If the morning bell and evening drum ring on time, the neighbors will be peaceful and peaceful this year.
?There was a great earthquake in central Sichuan that year. Some people recalled afterwards that only the bell rang in the temple, but the drums at sunset were not heard.
Xu Bajiao said to himself: "It's strange, I went to the temple, and the bell and drum were gone, and even the futon that the old monk used to sit on was gone."
Xu Yishan asked in surprise: "Is there really nothing missing?"
Xu Chijiao said: "If you say you don't see it, you mean it's gone. I've officially seen a ghost."
Xu Yishan fell into deep thought. The bell in the temple was made of cast iron, and weighed at least a few tons. Who could move that big bell? It took three or four people to encircle the rhinoceros skin drum to hold it. Who moved the drum away?
After the reservoir was exhausted, the difficulty of going to Wuxiu Mountain was even more difficult than in the past. The reservoir silt that has been silted up for decades, even if it has been exposed to the sun for half a year, people can still sink half of their body when stepping on it.
? To remove the bells and drums from the Wuxiu Temple is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Xu Yishan forgot to ask for medicine for Chen Xiaoqi, he whispered: "Father, why don't we go and have a look tomorrow morning?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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