As soon as the fat man spoke, Zhuge Chanjuan suddenly frowned, tilted her head and looked at Nanfeng.
As soon as the fat man said this, Nanfeng knew what the consequences would be. He originally thought that Zhuge Chanjuan would ask, but he never thought that Zhuge Chanjuan did not ask. Since she didn't ask, it would be difficult to answer the question.
If you take the initiative to explain, you will be more suspicious. If you do not explain, the misunderstanding will be deeper. If you hesitate, you will feel like you are fabricating lies in your heart. It is not okay to say it, not to say it, and it is not okay to say it slowly.
Fortunately, Nanfeng reacted quickly and said casually, "Back then, we were seven beggars living together in Chang'an, and Big Eyes was one of them. She was disabled and born deaf and mute. Five years ago, a few of us committed a murder in Chang'an. She got separated to avoid being arrested by the authorities, and I haven’t seen her since then.”
It is true that Zhuge Chanjuan is very jealous, but it is also true that she is smart. Nanfeng is seventeen this year and was only twelve five years ago. How can she understand the personal relationship between men and women? Knowing that Big Eyes is disabled, she doesn't think much about it and instead changes her mind. He curled his lips at the fat man and said, "There is no one worse than you."
The fat man was just joking and had no intention of causing any ill-will. He grinned and didn't refute.
"Listening to what you just said, she seems to have some background?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
Nanfeng nodded, "It's a long story. I left Taiqing Sect three years ago and met a fat man by the river. When I was fleeing, I met an old man and a girl in Hulin Town..."
This matter is really a long story. Even if Nanfeng tried to be brief, it still lasted for a quarter of an hour, because this matter was not independent and also involved Yu Qingzong, Huang Qishan and others.
The fat man knew what Nanfeng said and was not interested in it. Before Nanfeng could finish talking, he had already fallen asleep.
Because he said it briefly, Nanfeng waited for Zhuge Chanjuan to ask questions before giving a corresponding explanation. He never thought that Zhuge Chanjuan did not ask about the origin of the big eyes, nor about Huang Qishan and Yu Qingzong, but asked him an order. A dumbfounding question, "Women with big eyes are usually good-looking. Is she good-looking?"
"Are there any good-looking beggars?" Nanfeng himself admired his ability to deal with it properly. He avoided the important and took the easy way. He didn't have to tell the truth, and he didn't dare to tell the truth, because although the clothes with big eyes were ragged, they were not slovenly and long. Very nice too.
Hearing what he said, Zhuge Chanjuan felt at ease, "Since you know the Yin official named Huang, why don't you invite him to show up and ask him about the origin of the Taoist here."
"This man is the chief judge of the hundred divisions in the underworld, and he is ranked among the immortals. It is not convenient to summon him at will," Nan Feng slowly shook his head, "Let us search for him on our own first. If it is not possible, we will summon him again."
Zhuge Chanjuan nodded, "The nights are long and there are many dreams. Let's leave early to look for him."
Nanfeng didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he pushed the fat man awake and said, "Let's go, let's go."
The fat man stood up straight, yawned, and walked to the sarcophagus on the right side to get the burial objects in the coffin.
"It's not over yet, what's the use of taking so much?" Nanfeng was displeased. If he was forced by food and clothing, it would be reasonable to take some gold and silver to live on, and the three of them were not short of expenses at the moment.
"Money can help the gods, the more the better." The fat man said and pointed to the south, "Do you remember the Earth Temple in Jiankang? You get three thousand taels of gold when you enter. If we have one hundred and eighty thousand taels Yes, you can also marry a princess."
"Are you talking about Jinding Temple?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
The fat man replied, "I don't know if that's the name. It's the one outside Jiankang City. It ranks fourth among the seven sects of the Liang Kingdom. I heard that as long as you give them enough money, you can even marry a princess."
"It's the Jinding Temple." Zhuge Chanjuan said. No one knew the background of that small temple, but the fat man's story about marrying the princess was true. It was a salt merchant who paid one hundred thousand taels of gold for it. In addition, there was also the heinous death row prisoner Jinding. The temple also collected his gold to help him avoid death.
"How much do you know about that small temple?" Nanfeng looked at Zhuge Chanjuan.
Zhuge Chanjuan shook his head, "Not much. The Jinding Temple is very mysterious. Not to mention the people from the North, even the people in the Liang Kingdom's martial arts know very little about it. But the Jinding Temple is really powerful. As long as you pay enough gold and silver, there will be no Things that can’t be done, a century-old sign, have never been smashed.”
"You are so capable of deceiving the world and stealing your reputation. I asked him to find all the tortoise shells for me." Nan Feng showed disdain.
"If you give it one million taels of gold, maybe I can find it for you." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
"Oh, no wonder I didn't destroy the sign. I did something that I couldn't do after a long time, so I asked for an exorbitant price and forced the customers away." Nan Feng looked like he suddenly realized something.
Zhuge Chanjuan tilted her head and pouted, "Looking at you like that, I won't argue with you, so hurry up and get on your way."
Nan Feng turned to look at the fat man and said, "It's almost done. I still want to take it."
"Let's go, let's go." The fat man grabbed another handful.
It was already early in the morning, and Zhuge Chanjuan released the moth borer out. The moth borer was a small beetle. It crawled out of the bamboo tube and flapped its wings and flew away. Soon, it was nowhere to be found.
The two of them couldn't find it, but Zhuge Chanjuan could. However, this moth borer had a weakness, it couldn't tolerate severe cold, so every half an hour, it had to be taken back and put into the arms to warm it up.
According to the direction in which the borer moved, it was not difficult to find that Gao Pingsheng had indeed gone outside the mountain last night. Near noon, the three of them saw the town outside the mountain, but the borer did not go to the town, but to the north of the town.
There is a field to the north of the town, and there is no cover. The south wind can vaguely see the borer. The borer has slowed down and is about to land.
But the surrounding area was very empty, and there was no sign of Gao Pingsheng.
It wasn't until they got closer that the three of them discovered Gao Pingsheng. There was a dry well in the field, and the unlucky guy was at the bottom of the well.
The well is one foot wide and narrow, and three to four feet high. When the three people arrived, Gao Pingsheng was sitting in the well looking at the sky. When he saw the three people appearing at the mouth of the well, he stood up quickly and shouted for help.
"Hahaha, you really know how to choose a place," the fat man laughed, "Is it cold down there?"
"It's not that I'm cold, I'm just depressed. Please help me, a hero." Gao Pingsheng shouted from the bottom of the well.
"Fortunately it's winter. If it were summer, wouldn't it rain and drown you?" The fat man was still laughing.
"Don't be afraid, I'm good at water." Gao Pingsheng is an honest man.
Hearing what he said, Fatty couldn't help but laugh.
In the end, Nanfeng went down and brought Gao Pingsheng up. In addition to the previous baggage, Gao Pingsheng also had several axes and chisels around him.
After getting out of the well, the four of them walked to the town. On the way, Nanfeng did not ask Gao Pingsheng what he had done last night, because once the spiritual consciousness awakened, Gao Pingsheng would immediately lose consciousness, and he had no idea what he had done.
This place is very remote. There is only one simple inn in the town. It is so simple that there are only two tables in the front room and two rooms in the backyard.
It would be nice to have a place to eat. While the four of them were eating, the owner went to the backyard to help them burn a kang. After a brief meal, the four of them went to the backyard to rest.
The wing room was very small, with only one kang bed, barely enough room for two people to lie down on it. In this way, Nanfeng couldn't avoid suspicion even if he wanted to. He couldn't let Fatty or Gao Pingsheng live in the same room with Zhuge Chanjuan.
The spiritual consciousness will not wake up until night, and you can take a nap in the afternoon.
Just as they were about to lie down to rest, the two had an argument. Nanfeng was used to lying outside, but Zhuge Chanjuan didn't like lying inside. They argued over and over and finally slept upright. The kang was not long enough, so she had to curl her legs.
Nanfeng had something on his mind, so he woke up early. After waking up, he went out first and bought some incense and candles. If the spiritual consciousness didn't tell the truth, he could only ask Huang Qishan to come. He had been worrying about it, so he could take advantage of this. I took the opportunity to ask Huang Qishan by the way. It would seem ignorant to summon Huang Qishan just to find out the whereabouts of Big Eyes.
As the evening approached, the three of them woke up one after another. Gao Pingsheng had already mastered Da Dong, but he could not control the spiritual energy, but his spiritual consciousness could, and they had to control it before the spiritual consciousness awakened.
Don't say you don't know how to tap acupuncture points. Even if you can, it's not easy to use. The reason is simple. Gao Pingsheng can stimulate the spiritual energy to open the acupoints. It would be unrealistic to tie them up. Hemp rope would definitely not be able to tie them up, and beef tendons would be too choking.
Thanks to Zhuge Chanjuan's presence, she had an idea. When she put a little ground sesame powder on it, Gao Pingsheng was immediately poisoned and paralyzed. He could move his upper body and talk, but he couldn't walk.
Seeing Gao Pingsheng nervous and trembling, Zhuge Chanjuan threw out the drug to stun him to prevent him from frightening her.
To be on the safe side, Nan Feng searched Gao Pingsheng's body and moved the surrounding objects that could be used for attacks to other places. Gao Pingsheng sat on the Kang leaning against the wall, and the three of them sat around the table, drinking tea and waiting nervously.
"As per the old rules, I still act bad," said the fat man.
"It's useless." Nanfeng shook his head. Gao Ping was a virtuous scholar in his life, but his spiritual consciousness was not as virtuous as him. This man lived fifty or sixty years in his previous life. People are singing and acting.
"Wait to see how he reacts." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nanfeng and Fatty nodded and did not continue talking.
After about half a stick of incense, Gao Pingsheng opened his eyes, looked around, and frowned slightly when he could see the surrounding scenery clearly.
As the saying goes, eyes can read the mind. By observing a person's eyes, you can roughly tell what kind of character that person is. At this time, Gao Pingsheng's eyes were sharp and sparkling. This kind of eyes naturally did not belong to Gao Pingsheng himself.
Seeing the spiritual consciousness awakening, Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan first looked at Gao Pingsheng and then at Nanfeng.
Nanfeng just looked at Gao Pingsheng calmly and was not in a hurry to speak.
After looking at the surroundings, Gao Pingsheng shifted his gaze to the three of them, passing over Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan, and finally landing on Nanfeng.
But just as his eyes were fixed, he quickly moved away, looking at the fat man's hammers.
After glancing at the pair of hammers, Gao Pingsheng shifted his gaze back to Nanfeng's face again, his face expressionless, showing no joy or anger.
After a brief look at each other, Gao Pingsheng lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, thoughtfully.
Seeing this scene, Nanfeng could only speak first, "Who are you?"
Gao Pingsheng never answered, or even raised his head.
The other party's reaction was as expected by Nanfeng, and he immediately asked, "What are your plans for returning to the world?"
Gao Pingsheng tilted his head slightly when he heard this and glanced at Nanfeng.
Seeing the contempt in Gao Pingsheng's eyes, the fat man interjected, "Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb to us, speak up."
Gao Pingsheng ignored the fat man's words and didn't even look at him.
"Who were you in your previous life?" Nanfeng asked again.
Gao Pingsheng didn't answer.
Nanfeng asked again, but Gao Pingsheng still didn't answer.
"It would be better if you don't tell him. Don't ask, just kill him." The fat man threatened.
When Gao Pingsheng heard this, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but the smile was not sincere, but was filled with obvious ridicule.
"Do you recognize these hammers?" Nanfeng pointed to the hammer next to the fat man.
Gao Pingsheng still didn't answer.
"You're trying to be mysterious, right?" The fat man glared angrily.
This time Gao Pingsheng reacted with contempt and disdain.
The fat man hit a soft nail and felt angry and depressed, but he couldn't really kill Gao Pingsheng. He could only look at Nanfeng and said, "This guy is determined not to speak. Let's torture him..."