This answer matched Wen Shi's guess. After all, at the very beginning, he came to Tianjin after following Zhang Wan's trail.
His original intention was to learn about Xie Wen's matter through Zhang Wan's line, but he didn't expect to see the traces left by the other party here after going around in circles.
His first reaction was a coincidence, but he soon realized that it was no coincidence. Either he or Xie asked, they just followed different lines and came to the same place by coincidence.
He hadn't seen Zhang Wan when he smelled it, and only heard some scattered things from Zhou Xu's mouth. Knowing that she is extremely talented, she majored in hexagrams and arrays. Later, she broke up with the Zhang family due to some things, changed her name, and finally settled in Tianjin.
Zhang Wan once corresponded with Zhang Biling, and Zhou Xu mentioned a few sentences in the letter, two of which were deeply impressed upon hearing.
She said, "This is my blessed land", and said that "there should be an end to the fate of the world."
But why do you say this is a blessed land
What is the meaning of the eternal life
Zhang Yalin brushed off the dust on his trousers and stood up, his face as if he had swallowed a toad.
In front of so many people, he couldn't say anything to his sister. He just glanced at Zhang Lan and swallowed his eyes.
As a result, he found that Zhang Lan was staring at the things Zhang Wan left behind, with a thoughtful expression on his face, wondering what he was thinking.
Based on what Zhang Yalin knew about her, the aunt either noticed some clues or remembered some related rumors.
Either way he was curious.
If it was in the past, there would be 10,000 ways of discussion between the two of them that were not noticed. But at the moment, all of them are useless.
After all, the ancestors are in front of them, and the 10,000 ways are likely to be left by these people. If they use it, the effect is equivalent to going down the street with a loudspeaker.
It's better to be honest and low-key and wait for the changes.
Compared to them, the ancestors were much more straightforward.
Wen Shi walked to the edge of the couch, raised his fingers to the edge of the cloth and glanced at it again, and asked Xie, "Are you related to her?"
Xie Wen looked at the cloth strip, and after a while, he raised his eyes and said, "Actually, you have seen it before."
As soon as these words came out, he was surprised: "Me?"
Thanks nodded.
Wen Shi frowned and thought for a while, but didn't have any clue: "When?"
Xie asked: "Do you remember a place called Liuzhuang?"
"Liu Zhuang..." Wen Shi repeated in a low voice, feeling a bit familiar. After all, he has been floating in the world for too many years, he has encountered too many things, and his memory is so cluttered that he did not react for a while.
It was Bu Ning who gave a soft "oh" and said, "Liu Zhuang."
Look at him when he smells it.
Bu Ning's memory is stuck in a thousand years ago, and it is not so difficult to rummage through those old things. He reminded: "You remember the year before we went down the mountain, once at the mountainside practice platform, Zhong Si and I were bickering for some reason. I said that there would be a catastrophe in six days..."
He was stunned when he heard it, and finally remembered.
Of course he remembered that day.
He was 19 years old, and it was the first time in a dream that he saw himself covered in dust and that dust.
That dream was too hasty, occupying all his mind. So much so that he almost forgot that a lot of trivial things happened that day, big and small, one of which was Bu Ning's casual remarks, "There will be a catastrophe in six days."
Similar words, Bu Ning said not too much, but definitely a lot, most of them were subconscious, and he couldn't even react.
He often froze for a moment after he finished speaking, then waved his hand and added: "It's not true to say what you say. You don't need to think about it. You can just pay attention to it these few days."
Facts have proved that most of Bu Ning's words are accurate. It's just that some things are hard to prevent even if you pay attention, like a hurdle that cannot be avoided.
At first, they were a little annoyed when they smelled it. Later I slowly discovered that even if those hurdles could not be avoided, it would not be a big deal when it was really crossed.
After a long time and many times, Bu Ning's words no longer shocked them.
As he said that day: "In six days there will be a catastrophe."
Zhong Si replied: "Don't be afraid, it's a big deal not to go down the mountain."
But that being said, they're not completely taken lightly—
In those two days, Bu Ning often woke up in the middle of the night, restless. He lined up the copper plates and calculated a hexagram, but the result was not very good, so he dug up the brothers and sisters and said, "I see that the mountain is unstable, and the village at the bottom of the mountain may suffer."
During that time, there was heavy rain in the Songyun Mountain area, and the scene he mentioned was not without warning.
When they heard it, they thought about it, but they couldn't really listen to the destiny and stand on the sidelines, so they strengthened the mountain overnight, especially the side close to the village, and set up a blocking formation.
In those days, they practiced their daily homework absent-mindedly, staring at the stone formations and talismans in turn. Zhong Si and Zhuang Ye, who like to go down the mountain the most on weekdays, were much more at ease, and they stayed in the mountains honestly, and didn't go to the side. place.
So wait until the sixth day into the night...
It was calm and nothing happened.
If I have to say that there is something that can be considered a "disaster", it is the evening of the sixth day. On the mountain wall at the easternmost side of the village, a stone loosened and fell off, rolled down the ridge, and rushed towards a house.
It is said that there were not many people in the house, and they ran fast, and even the old man avoided them in time.
What's more, the rock didn't hit the house in the end, but stopped a few feet away from the chicken coop...
Not even a chicken has a hair.
To them that day, it was a false alarm. However, they did not feel that their efforts were in vain, on the contrary, they were in a very good mood.
Zhong Sizui teased Bu Ning for a whole night, and finally ended in the familiar form of "being thrown into the labyrinth".
When this incident interrupted, I didn't even have time to think about those dreams in those days.
Until two days later in the early morning, when the sky was bright, he opened his eyes very early as usual, tied his hair, used one hand as a bird stand for the golden-winged Dapeng, and turned over the tallest pine branch with the puppet wire in the other.
He was biting the puppet thread and wrapping it around his fingers, when he suddenly heard the door on the top of the mountain creaked open. Chen Dao walked out, and when the red burqa was put on his body, the robe swept over the hanging vines.
When smelling the gust of wind, he narrowed his eyes and loosened the puppet line between his teeth.
Out of some thoughts, he didn't stop him, but just stood behind the swaying pine branch, looking at the man through the fine needles.
However, when the dust was passing by, the footsteps stopped for a while, and suddenly looked up.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Still open the mouth before dust. He turned his head towards the house, raised his chin and said, "The birds in the woods haven't opened their eyes yet, but you woke up early. Go to sleep again?"
At that time, when I smelled, I had just cut and washed the spiritual image, and it was a little too tight, and it seemed a bit colder than usual.
After listening to the other party's question, he just moved his eyes and said, "Not sleepy."
Dusty nodded.
He probably wanted to say something, so he stood there and watched for a while. But in the end, he didn't say anything, and turned around to go down the mountain road.
Seeing him turn his eyes away, he suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"
This was the first question he would ask before, but it was boring until the end that day.
The people on the mountain road finally smiled, turned their heads and said to him, "Go down the mountain to do errands."
He asked again, "How long will you be going?"
Chen Buduo: "This time it will be longer. When I come back, it may be the end of summer and the beginning of autumn."
That's a few months.
It fell from the pine branch when I smelled it. When I landed, my fingers touched the ground, as light as snow flakes shaking off the branches, and there was a savory strength.
When he straightened up, he saw himself reflected in the dustless eyes, and he didn't know what to say.
In the past, when he fell in front of him like this, Chen Dao would always ask after finishing his whereabouts: "Snowman, do you want to go out?"
But this time, the dust has changed. He was still smiling, like a casual tease, and said, "Don't boil the eagle, remember to hide for a few more days while I'm not in the mountains."
He didn't plan to follow him down the mountain when he smelled it, but when he heard this sentence, he felt a little more subtle in his heart. It seems that not only is he avoiding Chenbuo, but Chenbuo is also avoiding him.
A little... an indescribable, very slight loss, like a pin crawling through my heart.
He didn't know what his expression was like at the time, whether those slight emotions were leaked. I just remembered that I was stunned for a moment when I heard that, and then nodded.
After the other party left for a few months, when they came back, the day when they went down the mountain was not far away. In the future, Songyun Mountain will become a place in the world, and I don't know how long it will take to visit again...
Exactly, you can put an end to those delusions.
Wen Shi told himself this in his heart, but heard that Chen didn't go down a few steps and suddenly stopped.
He looked up and found that the puppet line on his finger had sprung out at some point, clasping the dustless wrist tightly.
Like an unconscious retention.
Chen Dao looked at the thread wrapped around his wrist, his expression was not much surprised, but he was silent for a moment.
This is actually just a subconscious move, a small thing.
When I smelled it, I suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed.
His face didn't show, but he immediately loosened the puppet line, threw the sentence "I'm going to the col", and turned around and walked into the depths of the pine forest.
Before taking two steps, he felt his fingers being caught by the thread.
He glanced down at his fingers, then turned around along the taut puppet line. Seeing that Chennai had hooked the other end of the puppet line, he tilted his head towards Shandao and said, "Follow me down the mountain."
…
The first place they went that time was called Liuzhuang.
It was a small village with hundreds of households, surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was originally a very comfortable place. However, God did not like it, and a heavy rain washed down half of the mountain.
Unfortunately, it was late at night when the mountain collapsed, and everyone was asleep. The house near the mountain was directly shot into the mud by the mountain, and no one in the house was spared.
Wen Shi and Chen didn't rush over, and as soon as they stepped into the edge of the village, they entered the cage directly.
Nineteen-year-old Wen Shi has been in many cages and has a lot of knowledge.
The one in Liuzhuang was definitely not the most terrifying, but it was the most tiring.
Because the people in the cage have been moving mountains.
Like Yu Gong, carrying the simplest bamboo basket on his back, he carried the piles of mud and stones day after day. There was a big hole under the bamboo basket, even if it was filled with mud and stone, it would leak while walking. So the mountain can't be moved.
The cage owner is a woman, very young.
Like many cage owners, her face was a little blurry, only her eyebrows and eyes were the clearest. She has a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. When she looks down, she is gentle and compassionate, and when she raises her eyes, she becomes more heroic.
It's a pity that her eyes in the cage are empty and tired, which hides the agility she should have, and looks a lot paler.
The first person to approach her was Wen Shi.
At that time, she was kneeling beside the bamboo basket, holding the leaked mud and stone into the basket again, stubborn and helpless.
She told Wen Shi softly and seriously that her family was at the bottom of the mountain, and Nuomeng told her: "It's so heavy on the back, I can't stand up straight, and the broken place hurts."
The old man is too old, and the child is too young, it is really hard to be pressed under the mountain.
"I have to help them, I have to help them..." the woman kept repeating.
At that time, Chen Buu had just solved the last wave of troubles, and walked over with his sleeves down. When he saw the woman's eyebrows, he actually stopped and was stunned for a long time.
It was the first time when Wen Shi saw him look like this on a stranger. But this didn't affect him too much, and he was still as stable as a rock and not stained by dust.
Just when I asked him when I heard it, he replied: "Nothing, I think of an old friend."
The meaning of the word "deceased" is too broad. It is spoken from different people and represents different closeness and distance.
It was the first time I heard the word "deceased person" from Chenbuo's mouth when I heard it, and I always felt that it had a very different meaning from other people. So that sentence and that person, he has always left a deep impression.
It was not until one day a long time later that he knew that the "old friend" that was not in his mouth was his family when he was young and his mother.