Nanfeng originally felt a little sorry for Fatty, feeling that it was inappropriate for Fatty to abandon his wife and accompany him to travel around the world. But now that Fatty said this, he no longer felt guilty. Even if it wasn't for him, Fatty had enough of living in the mountains. Will run outside.
Seeing that Nanfeng didn't answer, Fatty thought he was worried about Zhuge Chanjuan, "Don't think blindly, your wife must be fine."
Nanfeng nodded. In fact, what he was thinking about before was not Zhuge Chanjuan, but Fatty himself. The eight-part golden body of Foguang Temple seemed to be really able to open his mind and improve his mind. Fatty was much smarter than before, and he thought about things a lot more thoughtfully. . However, change cannot be accomplished overnight. Fatty's mind has not yet fully opened up, and the habit of worrying about things for more than ten years cannot be changed in a short while.
The Eighth Master attacked the chickens from behind, or rather the lower part of the mouth, and the chickens screamed in surprise. Nanfeng scolded him several times, but the Eighth Master did not restrain himself. The fat man was annoyed, "Come on, come on, I'll drive the car. You go watch your owl.”
Nanfeng pulled the reins to stop and handed the whip to the fat man, "What owl? It's called Ba Ye."
"Eighth Master? Where's the Eighth Brother?" The fat man took the riding whip and climbed onto the shaft of the car, "Drive!"
Nanfeng got into the car from the back. After getting on the car, he found that Ba Ye had left the basket with the chickens and hid in a corner, lowering his head and taking a nap.
"Are you still pretending to be innocent?" Nanfeng grabbed Ba Ye and pinched the chicken feathers from the corners of his mouth.
Ba Ye was not very active during the day. He was held by Nanfeng and fell asleep quickly. The carriage was bumpy and Nanfeng was worried about waking him up, so he kept holding him.
The fat man knew that Nanfeng was in a hurry to go back, so he drove the horse all the way. The carriage was driven by two horses, and both horses had good foot power, so they were very fast.
The weather was hot and the horses were sweating. They had to stop to drink the horses every few dozen miles. They took the opportunity to relieve themselves while drinking the horses. The rest of the time they were on the road.
The two of them took a small road when they came, and took a big road on the way back. There was a horse-drawn carriage to travel quickly. Before the shift, they rushed back to the inn where Li Chaozong and others had stayed.
The damage to the inn was more severe than Nanfeng expected. The east wall and the east chamber were completely destroyed by the bomb. The main room on the north was also severely damaged. Several rooms in the northeast corner were not even left in ruins. All the masonry and tiles were blown away. It flew away, leaving a huge pit on the ground. Several houses in the west were not blown up because they were far away from the explosion area, but the houses were also collapsed, with ruins and walls in a mess.
To the west of the inn is the front hall, which also collapsed. Not only the front hall, but also the neighbors to the north and south were affected, and the houses were damaged to varying degrees.
"Would you like to go over and ask?" The fat man pointed to the ruins. At this time, there were several craftsmen working on the ruins and picking up bricks and tiles.
"Wait a minute." Nanfeng raised his hand. The center of the explosion was exactly where the carriage was parked. Based on the mess here, it was easy to see how powerful the explosion was. Previously, he was not sure that the incident was man-made. It was still an accident. Now it seems that the possibility of an accident is high. Firstly, Li Chaozong had no motive to kill Wang Zhong and his wife. Secondly, it has been too hot in the past few days. He has never experienced such hot weather in his whole life. The curtain of the car hood was raised, and it was too hot to sit inside. However, Li Chaozong's car was parked here, and the door was closed, so the temperature inside must have been frighteningly high.
While the two were looking at the ruins, a craftsman waved to them, "Let's go, you can't live here. Go two streets to the west, there is a place to live there."
"Thank you very much," Nanfeng bowed his hand to the craftsman who was speaking, and then walked towards the man. As he got closer, he asked, "Excuse me, old brother, what happened here?"
As the saying goes, it is not strange to have many people with courtesy. Gifts are etiquette, and politeness is also etiquette. Both gifts can be exchanged for good popularity. Seeing that Nanfeng's etiquette was thorough, the craftsman replied, "There were several merchants staying here a few days ago. The car was supposed to be loaded with gunpowder, and the sun was steaming, and it exploded."
"Ah?" Nanfeng pretended to be surprised.
"Go west, there is an inn there." The craftsman kindly pointed the way.
Nanfeng thanked him and stepped back.
"How's it going?" Fatty asked.
"I'll ask after they finish work." Nanfeng put his hand into the carriage and stroked Master Ba. Seeing that he was outside, Master Ba stopped looking for him.
It was already evening when the two came, and it didn't take long for it to get dark, and the craftsmen began to work. Nanfeng walked a few steps quickly and caught up with the craftsman who had spoken before, "Brother, you are disturbing me again."
"It's okay, you say." the craftsman said.
Nan Feng handed over two cents of silver and said, "It's hot, let's buy some plums with my brother to relieve the heat."
"What is this?" The craftsman was puzzled.
Nanfeng stuffed the silver into the craftsman's pocket and said, "To be honest, those who were in trouble earlier are our friends. We agreed to meet them here. Brother, how are my friends? They broke the inn. Have they ever compensated the house?"
The craftsman lived nearby, knew the situation, and had a good impression of Nanfeng, so he told him what happened in detail.
After half a stick of incense, Nanfeng asked about the situation, said goodbye to the craftsman, and returned to the carriage.
"How's it going?" Fatty asked.
"After the incident, Li Chaozong and Mr. Na Gongshu left first. Zhuge Chanjuan didn't leave, so she asked the locals for help. She burned the bones in Xishan and collected the ashes before leaving." Nanfeng said, what he was most worried about was Li Chaozong's bullying. Zhuge Chanjuan, it seems that Li Chaozong did not do that. Things happened too suddenly, and he may not have been in that state of mind, but the most important thing is that he thought he had found the Tortoise Shell Book, and was eager to return to the Western Wei Dynasty, not wanting to cause any complications.
"That old guy is so heartless that he didn't stay to help." The fat man said.
Nanfeng waved his hand, "I assume Zhuge Chanjuan doesn't want him to interfere."
"I just said your wife is fine, you still don't believe me." The fat man yawned, "Let's go to the store."
Nanfeng did not answer. According to the funeral rules, people who died in vain cannot be buried in coffins. They must be burned and their bones collected. At this time, Zhuge Chanjuan must have been heading north with the ashes of Wang Zhong and his wife, returning to her hometown to bury them.
"Let's go, I haven't eaten for a day and I'm hungry." The fat man urged.
"What should I do with it?" Nanfeng asked in the carriage. If it were an ordinary owl, it would not be difficult to hide it. However, Ba Ye is too big and it would be difficult to bring him into the inn without revealing his whereabouts. If someone discovers it, it will definitely cause trouble. Watch.
"The city gate has been closed, and we can't get out." The fat man said.
Unable to travel overnight or find a shop, the two had no choice but to find a shabby place to stay in the city.
Twelve brought a lot of dry food to the fat man. The two of them ate dry food, and Master Ba ate chicken.
They were very tired during the day, but it wasn't as hot after nightfall, so the two wanted to rest early, but Ba Ye had slept enough during the day and became energetic at night, cooing all the time.
Fortunately, although Ba Ye was barking, the sound was not loud. The south wind blocked the door and allowed it to pace around in the room.
In the middle of the night, the two of them were woken up by Master Ba.
"Oh mother, what's happening here?" The fat man was startled by Master Ba.
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Master Ba called out again. It still started with a coo, but there was an additional sound at the end, "Coo coo ga... coo ga ga..."
Nan Feng followed the sound and caught Ba Ye back, "Is that what owls call like?"
"Stop it, it's so scary in the middle of the night." The fat man lay down crookedly.
As the saying goes, taming, taming, domesticating a bird is divided into two parts: taming and raising. Right now, Ba Ye is too young and is not yet obedient. Nanfeng can only play with it, and he plays with it all night long. There is no way, as long as there is no movement while sleeping, Ba Ye will scream.
After dawn, the fat man hit the horse and hit the road. Nanfeng lay in the car drowsily, and Ba Ye squatted next to him with his eyes narrowed.
I don’t know how long it took, but Nan Feng was woken up by Fatty, “Come out quickly, come out quickly.”
Nanfeng stood up, opened the curtain and got out. It was noon and the carriage was heading north.
"Look." The fat man pointed to the west.
Following the fat man's pointing, Nanfeng looked towards the mountains to the west and saw two bald monks rushing north from the west mountain.
"What are you doing with a gun and a stick?" The fat man was very curious.
"They only brought weapons but no baggage. They are not like traveling, they should be fighting." Nanfeng said casually. The two monks who passed by before were able to fly across the sky, and they were at least masters in the mountains.
"Drive." The fat man shook the reins and urged the horse.
"What are you doing?" Nanfeng asked.
"What else can you do, just watch the fun..."