"Tsk tsk, Grandpa Wen, I've known Xianzhi for so long, but I've never known that he can master such superb Taoist spells." Huang Hongyuan exaggeratedly compared his hand to a sword in the air and made two "swish, swish, swish" gestures, "Hurry up Urgent as a law! Wow, you don't have to be too handsome!"
Bai Lixin coughed violently twice, trying to make fun of Huang Hongyuan: "It's just a trick, follow..."
"There is an ancestor of our Wen family who went to search for Taoism in the early years, and brought back a book of Taoism once he returned. Xianzhi would read it from time to time, and he would learn some spells over time." Mr. Wen stood up and hurriedly Ji explained.
Bai Lixin paused, looked back at Mr. Wen, and smiled: "Yes, that's what my grandpa said."
This matter was not a big deal, and the few people just talked about it.
Bai Lixin ate lunch late, but the other three didn't eat lunch at all. When it was time for dinner, Bai Lixin just ate two casual bites and was full. Mr. Wen was getting old and didn't eat much. Bai Lixin saw Mr. Wen lifted his buttocks and walked away, after thinking about it, he followed into the study.
The study room was empty. There were many ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls here, and there were also many ancient porcelain jade, ancient books and the like on the museum shelf. But with the Jade Soul's inhalation, the calligraphy and paintings in the study room turned into powder, and the porcelain also turned into pieces.
Mr. Wen felt pain in his heart, so he suppressed the pain in his heart and cleaned up the study. Just after packing up the damaged antiques of the Wen family, he heard that the business had suffered a setback and lost a large sum of money.
Mr. Wen had no choice but to sell the valuable items among the sellers, and then sold the shop. Only then did he raise enough money to make up for the gap, but the Wen family has declined since then, and has no power to turn back.
Mr. Wen was still strong at this time, and he forcibly endured this catastrophe.
But at that time, evil spirits had already begun to invade the ancestral house, haunting Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen's health was deteriorating, and the last straw that crushed Mr. Wen was Liang's departure.
The Liang family took away the last of the Wen family's money, left some for the Wen family to spend the winter, and then disappeared completely.
After Mr. Wen learned about it, he got into a hurry, and let those evil spirits find an opportunity to sneak in, and he couldn't afford to get sick.
Mr. Wen put his hands behind his back, arched his slightly bent back and raised his head to look around the decaying wall. The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were layered upon layer, and it was extremely sad, "Wen Guiren thought I had a smooth life, but in my later years, I caused the Wen family to decline. I am a sinner of the Wen family."
"Grandpa," Bai Lixin hesitated for a moment, "you don't need to blame yourself. Life is full of ups and downs, and no one knows what will happen in the future. Today our family is completely empty, and tomorrow we may be rich like an enemy."
"Hehe, what's the use of being rich? I feel sorry for my antique calligraphy and paintings." The old man's eyes showed playful regret, "Some of those antique calligraphy and paintings were left by the older generation, and some were collected by myself. These are gifts from our ancestors. Thinking about the world, money can be earned again, but how can this cultural relic that records the precipitation of history appear again? The only treasure in this world is destroyed in my hands inside."
Bai Lixin was silent, he really didn't know how to refute what Mr. Wen said. He was right, money can be earned again, but antiques stained with traces of history are impossible to see the light of day again.
"Antiques are only one thing, and so are people." Mr. Wen sat on the teacher's chair, looking at Bai Lixin with kind eyes, "Son, you may not know. Ever since my grandson was beaten by that Liao Sufan, he has never been ill. On that day, my heart kept beating non-stop, and there was a sense of desolation and sadness in my heart for no reason. I always felt that something happened to my grandson. So that day, I dragged my sick body to visit my grandson. At that time, my grandson My son is already cold, I don’t know how long I’ve been walking.”
Mr. Wen's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes became more and more sad, "I was thinking at the time, my grandson has left me, what else do I have to live for? I was thinking at that time that I could leave with my grandson, I didn’t even have the thought of preparing for his funeral. At that time, I went back to the room, planning to swallow gold and commit suicide. But King Kong swallowed it, and you suddenly came in, got rid of the sneakiness on my body, and put your hands on me. After a while, I regained my energy. No, it’s not that I recovered, it’s better than before.”
Bai Lixin's eyes widened, his body was stiff, listening to Mr. Wen's words.
Mr. Wen actually already knew that Wen Xuyao was dead!
"Son, I know you are not my grandson. Father and son are connected. On that day, I knew that my grandson had already left. Although you know everything about our family, your words and deeds, the way you talk, are not It's a little different from my grandson. I watched my grandson grow up, and I know his character clearly, and I can't remember it wrong."
Bai Lixin's throat was dry, and he opened his mouth slightly in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa... I..."
"But since you are willing to live on my grandson's behalf, so that my Wen family will not be extinct, I will be grateful to you." There were tears in Mr. Wen's eyes, "Son, if it weren't for you You, I'm afraid I've already gone to the gate of hell. If it weren't for you, with the death of my grandson and me, my Wen family would have become someone else's possession. Then I would have no face to see Jiuquanxia ancestors."
Mr. Wen stood up tremblingly, and gave a big gift to Bai Lixin: "Thank you, son."
Baili Xin was startled, and hurried forward to help Mr. Wen up.
He sighed in his heart, since Mr. Wen already knew, there was no point in keeping it a secret.
After thinking for a while, Bai Lixin said: "I was originally a Taoist disciple a hundred years ago. I was killed by a monster when I was exorcising demons, and I ended up dying. Even the ghost messengers didn't come to take me in, so I just wandered around in this world." Afterwards, I was attracted here by a strong hostility. This Fengcheng is full of hostility, and I am afraid that some terrible evil thing has come here to cause trouble. It happened that Master Gui had just died, and I saw Master Wen Xuyao .”
When Mr. Wen heard that Bai Lixin had seen Wen Xuyao's soul, he held his hand tightly and said, "Have you seen Xianzhi? Did he do anything to you?"
"I happen to have a body that can be attached to, and Young Master Wen's body is just right. He told me that there are still two things on his mind. If he wants to attach his body, he needs to agree to two conditions."
"Which two conditions?"
"One is to protect you well and spend your old age peacefully; the other is to revive the Wen family. I agreed, and Young Master Wen left with peace of mind."
"Xianzhi... my Xianzhi..." Mr. Wen was already in tears, crying like a child.
Bai Lixin hated this kind of scene the most, but whenever this kind of scene of deep love between father and son always reminded him of his father and queen mother in reality, Bai Lixin's eyes were also red, and he hugged Mr. Wen and whispered comfortingly: "Grandpa I will keep my promise to you forever. Since I have promised Mr. Wen, I will definitely fulfill his wish. Don’t worry. My real name is Bailixin. If you don’t mind me, just treat me as your grandson. Say Grandpa, how do you look?"
Old Man Wen cried for a long time before wiping away his tears and looking at Bai Lixin with whirling eyes, sobbing, "But, but you just said that you have lived for a hundred years, and you should be an elder in terms of age."
Bai Lixin almost bit his own tongue, he gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, I was only twenty when I died, I was still very young, really!"
Mr. Wen smiled through his tears, and gently stroked Baili Xin's forehead with his wrinkled old palm, "Good boy, good boy, from now on, you will still be my grandson, your name is Baili Xin, right?" .”
Bai Lixin nodded: "It's better for you to call me Xianzhi, otherwise if people show their feet in front of others, nothing will happen."
Mr. Wen nodded: "Okay, Xianzhi."
At this moment, it came to an end, when Baili Xin returned to the room, the snow had stopped, and the cold wind was blowing into Bai Lixin's warm neck with gusts of coolness.
Bailixin shrank her neck, and quickened her pace.
When he walked to the door of his room, Bai Lixin saw that the houses on both sides of him were lit with candles. It seemed that both Liao and Huang had returned. Halfway there, Bailixin's excellent hearing allowed him to hear some interesting conversations.
"Master Admiral, why do you keep putting up with the Wen family? They keep making things difficult for you, you are an admiral after all."
"What do you know? If I beat your son twenty boards for no reason, will you still smile when you see me?"
"Yes, as long as the admiral is doing the right thing. The admiral wants to beat my son, of course the admiral has the intention of the admiral."
"... What's my intention? I just misunderstood him, so I misjudged the result and let people suffer this unreasonable disaster."
There was a moment of silence in Liao Sufan's room, and then he heard Liao Sufan speak again: "Xianzhi, Xianzhi, so his name is Xianzhi. Do you think Xianzhi is particularly indifferent to me?"
The adjutant's voice was a little speechless: "Master Admiral, you just said that you were beaten indiscriminately. Young Master Wen was angry, so he was very indifferent to you. That's twenty boards, twenty boards! I imagined carefully After a while, if someone dares to beat my child for no reason, even if it is the admiral, I will definitely find him to settle the score."
"Hey..." After a long time, Liao Sufan's sigh came from the house.
The adjutant said: "Master Admiral, I knew why I was there today. I was there at the time. You swung your arm so chicly and gracefully, 'Drag it out and hit twenty big boards!' How exciting."
"Hey... how chic it was then, how painful it is now..."
Bai Lixin held back his laughter and almost burst out laughing. He deliberately stepped on the snow and made a "creaking" sound, and then he heard the sudden silence in Liao Sufan's room.
After a while, Liao Sufan's voice raised slightly: "Go, get Young Master Wen and Director Huang, I want to discuss the case with them."