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    Han Changgeng and Du Fang worked separately in Yuncheng. Han Changgeng found out where the tombs of the old owner of Yunshan Village and his wife's son were.  They agreed on the day when they would escort the grandson and granddaughter of Liang Laozhai to pay their respects, and they decided to meet in front of the hotel in the city that morning.

    Two days later, everyone in Yuncheng knew the news that the granddaughter and grandson of the old village master of Yunshan Village were coming to pay homage to the tomb. When the day came, the escorts had not arrived yet, and there were already other people waiting in front of the store.

    Du Fang and Han Changgeng were very vigilant these two days, and they took turns keeping vigil at night, but no suspicious person appeared in the store at all, and Han Changgeng even felt that he was making a fuss.  Of course, he didn't rule out that they were safe and sound. Maybe this inn is relatively large, with more than a hundred people living in it, some of them are businessmen with sturdy guards, and those people dare not do anything.  Only Du Fang deeply believed in that hexagram, and he didn't take chances at all.  He walked back and forth outside the store early in the morning, and repeatedly told the escorts who came to protect the siblings, especially when they were in front of the grave!

    Han Changgeng asked Ling Xin, sister and brother, and Mrs. Han to get into the carriage in the front yard, Du Xuan drove the carriage, Han Changgeng rode a mule to lead the way, a group of bodyguards followed the carriage, and Du Fang walked at the end.

    When they went out, there were only a dozen or so people gathered in front of the door, but after walking half a street, there were more than 20 more people, some of whom were wearing white headscarves or sackcloth.  Most of these people were old and weak and women, and some of them were men on crutches or being carried.  Han Changgeng was stunned. Du Xuan said that day that he would spread the news that someone from the city would come to accompany them, but Han Changgeng thought it was some curious people watching the fun, so he never thought that someone would come wearing mourning.  serious.

    An old man walked over tremblingly. His hair and beard were completely white, but his back was still straight, and one arm was no longer there.  Han Changgeng was busy saluting, but it was too late for him to speak. The other party said: "We are all people who have received the favor of the village lord Liang. Today we know that the descendants of the village lord Liang have come to express our condolences.  Toast a glass of wine."

    Han Changgeng was eager for someone to come, and felt it was inappropriate to ride on a mule in front of the old man, so he quickly jumped off the mule and said to the old man, "Okay, okay, may I ask the old man's name?"

    The old man said: "My surname is Cheng, everyone calls me Mr. Cheng."

    Han Changgeng saluted and said, "Old Man Cheng, you are so polite! Do you need a vehicle?"

    The old man shook his head and said: "A strong man just needs to walk slowly, so that everyone can follow." He coughed twice, and Han Changgeng saw that his face was a little gray, so he insisted: "Old man, let's ride my mule.  , I will hold the reins for my husband."

    Old Master Cheng thought for a while, nodded, and sighed, "I'm getting old"

    Han Changgeng helped Old Master Cheng onto the mule, and said, "What did the old man say? I see that you have a straight back. You must have been a sergeant in the past."

    Mr. Cheng heheed, and rode on the mule.  Han Changgeng took the reins, slowed down, and walked along the street with the donkey cart.  Behind, more and more people followed, some carried paper horses and paper figurines, and some even carried white paper long banners.  When they reached the city gate, there were already nearly a hundred people.  After leaving the city, some people waited by the side of the road, or came out of the forest to join the team.  When we arrived in front of the tomb, more than 200 people gathered, and it seemed like a large funeral.

    In front of a hillside at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, on a gentle place facing north and south, three tombs stand side by side.  The stone tablet on the tomb is half a person high, engraved with the names of the Liang couple and their two sons who were buried together.  The area around the tomb has been cleaned up, the path is flat, and incense burners and fruit offerings have been placed in front of the tomb.

    Han Changgeng raised the curtain of the car, helped Mrs. Han down, and then the two of them helped Ling Xin and Lingcheng's siblings down.  The siblings were both wearing plain white mourning clothes, but Ling Xin carried the sword behind her back for safety.  Seeing them, some people in the crowd started to sob. Ling Xin is now focusing on two things, guarding against someone's attack, and is quite calm, but when Ling Cheng sees the tombstone, thinking of his dead mother, he immediately burst into tears, and immediately ran up and knelt down.  In front of the grave, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Grandfather! Grandmother! Mother Mother is gone!" and cried.

    Ling Xin also hurried over and knelt down with him.

    Ling Cheng was invincible in crying, and Mrs. Han couldn't stand it all at once behind him. She took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth, crying, "My child, I I will take care of you for your mother"

    Han Changgeng also wept, went up and said, "Children, kowtow to grandpa and uncles." He knelt down, put the earthen basin he brought in front of the grave, put paper money in it, Ling Cheng kowtowed, and Ling Xin followed suit  He kowtows.

    Behind them, someone shouted: "Master Liang! Ma'am! Your grandchildren are here to see you!" "Brother Liang, second brother, grandmaLiang Cheng cried miserably in Ling Xin's arms: "Sister! Sister! I can't protect you"

    Ling Xin lowered her head and patted him: "You're still young"

    Du Fang pulled Du Xuan to stand up, patted Du Xuan on the shoulder and said: "Son! You are so accurate! Look, didn't they fight in front of the grave? Besides, everyone cried first and then laughed, and it became our  Backup! Didn¡¯t we win?! You must continue to study the "Book of Changes" in the future."

    Du Xuan looked at Du Fang trembling all over, "DadDad"

    Du Fang picked up the assassin's big knife near the tombstone, looked at it and said: "It's a good knife, look, it has cut a deep mark on the stone tablet, no wonder people call it the 'death knife'."

    Du Xuan looked at Du Fang with admiration: "But Dad, he was defeated by your hands"

    Du Fang smiled and said: "That's because he didn't take advantage of the reason, and his heart is always a little empty. Moreover, this is the destiny! Because that's how you calculate the hexagram!"

    Du Xuan shut his mouth and didn't say anything more.

    Du Fang gave the knife to Ling Xin: "Do you want this knife?"

    Ling Xin quickly shook her head: No matter how good this knife is, she doesn't want it either!  This is the knife to kill her, so sharp that it can cut through stones

    She subconsciously glanced at the knife marks on the stone tablet, and suddenly felt that she saw something.  She thought she was delusional, and after watching for a moment, she found that it was indeed the case: there were sporadic light spots in the knife marks.  She has attended the Department of Geology for at least one year, and has learned to identify rock types and the distribution of various large mineral deposits.

    Just when Ling Xin was about to raise her hand to touch it, she turned her head and saw Mr. Cheng was looking at her. Ling Xin put down her hand in embarrassment, averted her eyes from the stone tablet, and said nothing - this is her grandfather's tombstone!

    Many people came to greet them, Ling Xin pulled the crying Liang Cheng to salute the people, then went to the open space in front of the tomb, one by one, checked those who were injured because of her siblings fighting the assassins, thanked them hundreds of times,  Some even bandaged their wounds with their own hands, causing their own waists to be broken. Ling Xin was so exhausted, and kept annoyed over and over again¡ª¡ªWhen will I be a grandson?  !

    However, Mr. Cheng looked at Ling Xin's back, continued to cry, and said over and over again: "Miss is really a descendant of the old village master really really"

    After the turmoil passed, Ling Xin and Liang Cheng burned all the paper money in front of the tomb, and the people took turns to burn the paper horse and paper weapons they carried, sprinkled water and wine, and burned incense After noon, the ceremony finally ended.

    Ling Xin was dry mouthed and exhausted, and was supported by Mrs. Han to climb into the car. Liang Cheng couldn't cry anymore, and was softly carried into the car by Du Fang.

    Han Changgeng helped Old Master Cheng onto the mule again, and the group returned to the city listlessly.

    Because Ling Xin was in the car, Han Changgeng and Du Fang took the responsibility of saying goodbye, saying goodbye to the people who had left one by one, until they returned to the front of the hotel where they were staying.  After Han Changgeng and Du Fang sent Ling Xin, Lady Han and Du Xuan into the store, they came out to settle the bill with the bodyguards and sent them away.

    In the end, only Mr. Cheng was still standing by the door, and Han Changgeng said, "Master, where do you live? I'll take you back."

    Mr. Cheng said: "I would like to live here today and talk to you."

    Han Changgeng thought of the commotion in front of the grave, and the fact that no relatives from the Liang family came to meet Ling Xin, maybe this old man knew something, so he hurriedly said: "Then old man, please come in, I will book a room for you next to us, you rest first."  Come on, let's have dinner together."

    Old Master Cheng nodded, and followed Han Changgeng into the store.

    Du Fang also felt that the old man had something to say to them, and the old man seemed to be in poor health, obviously dying of old age, but he was so protective of Ling Xin and his brother behind the stele, so naturally he would not stop him.

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    Originally, there was still one chapter left, but the groundwork was finished, and it was time to start the main story.  (It¡¯s not easy! Writing the front is the most thankless task, but without the front, it¡¯s easy to overwhelm the back. Please forgive me! Thank you for accompanying me through this slow article!) But some seniors said it was too long  , then I will disconnect, about 5,000 words a day, try daily updates this week, okay?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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