The red-haired man seemed to possess a special ability that allowed him to directly hide within the body of a team of ghost messengers, thus avoiding the sight of the ghost generals guarding the gate and the ghost messengers and entering the Ghost Gate.
The Ning'an County Chronicles were not some kind of book that was specially protected by the underworld, or it could be said that no one had read it for a long time. After searching for a while, the red-haired man quickly found the relevant book in one of the warehouses.
Before dawn, the red-haired man took advantage of a team of ghost messengers to leave the underworld. When the ghost messengers passed by the inn, he escaped from them and returned to his resting room.
The scholar-looking man in the guest room turned over, tucked the quilt around his shoulders tighter, and thought quickly in his mind.
The Sun family's profound fortune was obviously due to the influence of their ancestors, and most likely due to their connection with Mr. Ji or the Sage Wen, or even with both of them. The blessing brought by this fate was not necessarily given by the immortal, after all, it was no longer the era of that immortal.
However, the ancestors of the Sun family treated Mr. Ji with sincerity and kindness. At that time, Mr. Ji was a master with great magical powers, great supernatural powers and great wisdom. He cared about the people of the world and would fight against the catastrophe in the dark. He would definitely be favored by heaven and earth. If some of the actions of the ancestors of the Sun family could move Mr. Ji, heaven and earth would respond.
So the conclusion is that Sun’s good fortune is the blessing from heaven and earth, which is why it is so long-lasting.
"If this Sheji really became her lover by accident, it would not be a good thing."
And judging by She Ji's recent situation, things are indeed a little subtle. When the god of thunder came down to the mortal world, first the mountain god helped, and then the fox fairy took action. Add to that Sun Yiqiu's words and deeds, it is possible that there were already signs.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly. The Sun family has really become a problem. Not only is there the possibility of trouble with Hu Yun, but also because if Sun Yiqiu and She Ji are really together, it would be tantamount to blessing She Ji's luck. To some extent, with the help of heaven and earth, there would be more variables.
'If we want to break this situation without any mistakes, it's not difficult... '
The man lying on the bed opened his eyes, yawned and stretched. Outside, the sound of roosters crowing could be heard one after another.
... ...
In the late first lunar month, Sun’s noodle stall was open as usual on the street outside Tianniufang in Ning’an County.
It was almost evening and there were still many diners eating noodles at the noodle stall. Business has been good recently. The scholar named Hong was also sitting at the same table with a few farm men, eating noodles.
"Old Sun, give me a bowl of braised noodles." "I want one bowl too, and another bowl of miscellaneous vegetables."
Two more regular customers came to eat noodles, but Sun's father could only refuse them with an apology.
"You two, what a pity! Today's noodles have all been sold out. We don't even have any leftover offal."
"Yes, I have bought them all."
Seeing the Sun father and son say this, they felt a little annoyed.
"Why are they sold out so quickly today? It's only been a while."
"Hey, you should have said you were going to leave, but you kept dawdling. Now let's go, let's go."
"Sir, please take care. Come back early tomorrow!"
Old Sun said farewell to the two diners in a friendly manner, and they waved goodbye and left.
The diners at the stall finished their noodles, paid the bill and left one after another. Only Hong Shusheng and an old farmer were left. The latter was just eating the few remaining chopsticks of offal, while Hong Shusheng had finished his noodles and was drinking tea to clear his mouth.
When Sun Yiqiu was no longer busy, he sat at the scholar's table.
"Mr. Hong, how are you these days? I haven't seen you for a few days."
"Hahaha, thanks to you guys, I'm doing pretty well. I've been busy looking for old books to read recently, so I haven't been here for a few days. Now that I'm about to leave Ning'an County, I came here specifically to eat noodles in case I can't eat them when I'm away from home in the future."
"Master Hong is leaving?"
Sun Yiqiu was slightly surprised. This scholar was very knowledgeable and well-informed. It was quite interesting to chat with him. He thought he had become friends with the scholar and felt a little reluctant to leave.
Sun Yiqiu occasionally fantasized about traveling around the world, but he knew it was unrealistic. Chatting with Hong Shusheng about his experiences was another kind of satisfaction.
"Yes, I just came to Ning'an County to pay homage to the legacy of the literary saint. I can't stay here forever. It's time to leave."
Sun's father also sighed.
"You are obviously not an ordinary person. You will definitely achieve great things in the future. Yiqiu, I told you to study hard but you didn't listen. Are you envious now?"
"Oh, Dad, I'm not cut out for this. I'm better at making noodles."
"Hahahaha, it's a great thing that Brother Sun can inherit this craft. We must never let this craft be lost! The biggest gain from my visit to Ning'an County this time is to meet the kind-hearted Brother Sun and Uncle Sun!"
The scholar said this with a smile, but the compliments sounded genuine.
"Mr. Hong, you are too kind!"
Both the Sun family father and son were very embarrassed, but they also felt very proud.
At this moment, two old people, a man and a woman, suddenly came to the street. They had sad faces, walked with a limp, and their clothes were very worn. They seemed to be shivering from time to time in the cold weather. The evening sun could not dispel the coldness from them at all, but made them as desolate as the street at the moment.
The two soon arrived at Sun's noodle stall.
"Come on, come on, please sit down!" "Come and take a rest!"
Sun Yiqiu hurried over to support them, and Hong Shusheng also stood up. The two of them supported an old man on each side and sat them down at the stall. The old woman had tears in her eyes and kept mumbling something, while the old man just sighed.
"Come, old man, please have some tea!"
Sun Yiqiu hurriedly poured hot tea for the two men. The two old men held the teacups in their hands and drank the tea tremblingly.
"Thank you very much, thank you very much..."
The old man put down his teacup and bowed with trembling hands to express his thanks.
"You two, what happened?"
Hong Shusheng asked a question that everyone was concerned about, and the old man shook his head slightly.
"We are originally from a neighboring village. A villager brought back a message saying that they saw our long-lost daughter married here. We both missed her for many years and came here immediately even though we were a hundred miles away. We were bullied by bandits on the way and finally arrived in Ning'an County. But there was no Cui'er there. She just looked similar..."
The old woman began to cry now.
"Wow, my dear, where are you..."
The two old people were so sad that they cried and their bodies trembled.
"Why... ... "
Scholar Hong sighed.
"The daughter of the two elders must be blessed by fate."
"Yes, you two don't have to worry..."
Outsiders could only say these polite words, but the two old people cried even more sadly.
After crying for a while, the old man wiped his tears with his worn sleeves and tremblingly took out a few copper coins from his bosom.
"Shopkeeper, I only have these few copper coins. Can you please make me a bowl of hot noodles? No, half a bowl, half a bowl will do. We came too hastily, and the old lady is too sad. She hasn't eaten anything for two days."
"I want my Anan!"
The old woman continued to cry, and the old man held the copper coins and kept bowing to the father and son of the Sun family.
"Hey, you two, our noodle stall has been sold out..."
"father!"
Sun Yiqiu called out, and Hong Shusheng subconsciously looked at the cabinet cart. He was naturally told the rules of the Sun family noodle stall in the past few days. At this time, the scholar looked at the Sun father and son with a complicated look.
The old man looked miserable.
"This is all the money I have, shopkeeper. I only want half a bowl of noodles, half a bowl of noodles, and more noodle soup, please!"
"Dad, now is not the time to follow those broken rules, old man, we can still make one bowl, and there is also a bowl of offal and other marinated ingredients. I will make it right away, and it's free!"
Sun Yiqiu walked to the cabinet cart. His father opened his mouth but did not stop him. He just bowed apologetically towards the two old men and said.
"Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
Hong Shusheng even bowed solemnly to Sun Yiqiu and Sun's father.
"The people of the literary saint's hometown really have the literary saint's legacy!"
The two old people were even more grateful.
Just when Sun Yiqiu was about to cook the noodles, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded outside the stall.
"Shopkeeper, please don't rush. The braised noodles here are too salty. The two old people are weak now, so they need to eat lighter!"
A few people looked outside and saw a woman in red walking hurriedly. It was Hu Yun who had rushed here. She frowned slightly as she looked at the cabinet cart, then quickly came to the two old people and said with a gentle smile.
"Two elders, I will take you to the inn to rest, and ask the inn to prepare some light food. I will also help you find your daughter. Maybe she is really there! By the way, don't worry, I will pay for it."
Hu Yun's strong sense of affinity from his appearance to his aura made the old woman hold his hand tightly.
"Good people, all of them are good people! If my Nan were still here, she would be as old as you are now, Nan..."
Hu Yun took the opportunity to gently hug the old woman, patted and rubbed her back to calm her down, and then looked at the Sun family.
"Sun Yiqiu, your childhood sweetheart is here. Can you two help me carry them to the inn? What do you think, Uncle Sun?"
Father Sun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.
"Yes, yes, that's the best, that's the best!"
Li Dongdong also came with his grandfather pushing a cart. When he saw the situation at the noodle stall, he walked over quickly.
"But... ... "
Sun Yiqiu looked at the soup pot that was boiling again and hesitated a little.
"But what but? The nearest inn is only a few hundred steps away. Don't let the two elders sit here in the wind. Come and help."
"Okay, here I come!"
Hong Shusheng was originally stunned on the spot, but now he reacted and hurried over to help.
"I'm here to help too!"
Hu Yun looked at the scholar, who blushed and turned his head away, looking like a silly scholar who was embarrassed and shy when seeing a beautiful woman.
"Thank you, sir!"
Hu Yun thanked them and helped the two old men up together with a few others.
The scholar would steal a glance at Hu Yun from time to time. Hu Yun had seen this kind of look many times. Although he felt helpless, he would occasionally respond with a smile.
The scholar looked a little shy, but he was also thinking a lot while feeling a little regretful.