I am very familiar with the fortune teller, and when I look at his mean appearance, I know that there is nothing good. I don't care about that much, just tell him, now leave the suspended view.
"Don't worry, don't worry." The fortune teller hurriedly grabbed me and said, "There is a big deal here."
The god fortune teller and the beggar got along very enthusiastically, and regardless of whether I was willing or not, they pulled me aside, and the three of them squatted down to talk. The beggar's hip flask was empty, and she was still licking the spout reluctantly. The fortune teller looked at him, then turned to look at me, and said, "The old way of nine changes is gone now, and is buried in the back mountain."
"I know he is gone."
"My brother and I went there just now, and we thought about it again. My brother said that in the old grave of the Jiubian Road, there will probably be Jiubian silk as a funeral." The fortune teller blinked his eyes and said, "My brother thinks. Join us to make a vote."
"Pull it down." As soon as I heard the words of the fortune teller, I immediately stood up and said: "This matter is too wicked, don't make this idea."
"Young man, don't worry, sit down and discuss it." The beggar hurriedly grabbed me and said, "I just want to order nine change silk. This is not a good discussion with the unknown Taoist priest. He is not willing, there is no way, only Try your luck in the old grave of Jiubian. I only need Jiubian silk, and everything else belongs to you."
"I didn't discuss this matter, I won't do it." I turned my head and looked at the fortune teller: "You don't do it either."
"I didn't have this thought at all, it's just that the old man said it, I want to do him a favor." The fortune teller said sincerely: "My brother's body is not very good, someone needs to help, hey , Who is not in a dilemma? You can help people as long as you can."
"Are you such a helper?" I probably understood it when I heard the words of the fortune teller. The beggar might be not very good at it. This time when I met the god fortune teller, the two of them had similarities, so they wanted to join the god fortune teller.
But no matter what the two of them say, I am definitely not going to plan people's graves.
"Okay, okay, since you are willing, then forget it." The fortune teller said with a weeping face: "After walking for so many days, my leg is tired and broken. Now I want to find some benefits, you don't want to rest here. One night, leave tomorrow."
I can see that the fortune teller is not happy, and a little bit angry. When I thought about this old guy helping me several times before and after, I also blamed it in my heart, so I tried to persuade me.
We found a place near here, and then planned to make do with one night before leaving. When the fortune teller and the beggar were roasting dry food, I looked back at the hanging view across the canyon.
What happened more than 20 years ago, perhaps, will never find the answer. I was disappointed. However, I also remembered some of what the unknown Taoist said. Since there is no expectation on this matter, I simply don't think about it. Otherwise, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I will be.
The fortune teller baked some dry food, and after eating it, it was completely dark. This time, I really couldn't stand it. It was warm and leeward by the fire, and when I lay on the ground, I fell asleep soon.
After falling asleep, I kept dreaming. I was sleepy like this. I must have fallen asleep very badly, but the dreams continued. Many people and many things appear in dreams.
I dreamed of Dad and the small village where I had lived for more than ten years.
Dreams are always changing
, Suddenly, I suddenly saw a vast expanse of white snow. It was snowing a lot, and I saw my small courtyard. A person stood motionless outside the courtyard, covered with snowflakes all over his body.
That was a Taoist priest, a very old Taoist priest, obviously holding a baby in his arms, standing still in the snow.
Maybe it's because I think about it day by day and dream at night. I always think about it during the day, and I can't help but dream like this in the evening.
But the dreams were incomplete and intermittent. After a long time, all the dreams disappeared, and I fell asleep.
The time I slept was not short. I was awakened by a strong mountain breeze. When I woke up, the campfire beside me had no flames, only a little reddish charcoal remained. I thought of it for convenience. When I stood up and rubbed my eyes, I suddenly realized that both the fortune teller and the beggar were gone.
"God fortune! God fortune!?" I looked around and shouted again, but I still didn't see them.
I pulled my legs around and looked around, and the two of them were indeed gone. My mind was dizzy, and the first thought was that these two people ran to the back mountain secretly while I was asleep, to dig the grave of the old road of the nine generations.
This one kills a thousand swords!
I felt that the fortune was not up to date, and immediately got up and ran towards the back mountain.
The back mountain is still some distance away, and I ran for a while before I found a path leading to the back. Running along the path, about half an hour, finally reached the back mountain.
From a distance, I saw two figures in the moonlight, and they must be the fortune teller and the beggar. I don't know if it is too late to rush over now, if these two people have dug their graves, it will be very troublesome. I took a breath, ran forward with all my strength, and ran closer in one breath.
Sure enough, it was the fortune teller and the beggar. There was a slanted tombstone at their feet. The tomb behind the tombstone had been dug up. The two were squatting next to the tomb, looking down intently.
"God fortune!" I yelled and ran to the fortuneteller angrily.
"Brother, why are you here..." The fortune teller looked up at me with two awkward expressions, but this guy's cheeks were always thick, and in an instant he was calm and comfortable: "My brother and I can't sleep. Wander around here."
"What are you wandering around! I dug up people's graves, and why are you wandering around!"
"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise." Called Huazi to come over and stop him, and said: "The tomb of the Nine Changed Old Road is empty."
I was stunned. Before, I was only concerned about the theory with the gods, and I didn't even care to take a closer look. After the beggar had spoken, I followed the direction of his fingers and looked towards the tomb that had been dug up.
There was a thin-skinned coffin in the grave. The coffin was opened. Through the open lid, you can see that the coffin is really empty.
In the coffin, there was only one robe that looked brand new. The Taoist robe is made of ordinary homespun cloth, and there is nothing surprising about it. Except for this Taoist robe, there is nothing else.
No bones, no burial as expected by the fortune teller and the beggar.
"I also told my brother just now, did the old way of nine changes really become immortals?" The fortune-teller smacked his lips and felt that he had lost money this time. Are there any funerals?"
"You hurry up and rest
Bar! "I only think that the two of God fortune teller and the beggar are too much, but I also feel that the tomb of the Jiubian Old Road is a bit weird.
"This old way of nine changes." The beggar sighed and said: "Two, do you think he is not dead?"
"not dead?"
"Yes, I didn't die." The beggar thought for himself, and said: "I have known Jiu Bian Dao for more than ten years. He has always been in good health. Although he can really become an immortal, he does things like maintaining health and prolonging life. Things, the old way of nine changes is still known."
"He's not dead, so why pretend to be dead and get out such an empty grave."
"I wondered for myself, is the old way of nine changes deliberately deceived to death?" The beggar frowned, and said: "Xuankongguan is the only place where nine changes of silk is produced. Many people want nine changes of silk, so they come to look for them. Nine changes in the old way, maybe he is too annoyed and doesn't want to stay here, so he left an empty grave to let people know that he is dead.
What the beggar said is just speculation, and I don't know if it is true or false. However, this is not entirely impossible. Most of the people in the old way of the nine generations like to be secluded. If he died so fraudulently, at least a lot of trouble would have been saved.
Thinking of this, my heart moved again. I originally thought that the old way of nine changes was dead, and all the secrets would follow him into the soil, and there was no chance to find the answer.
However, if the Old Path of the Nine Changes is really a fraud, it means that at least there is still hope to find him, and he learned from his mouth the past that has been annihilated for a long time.
My heart began to flicker again and again, and an idea immediately came to mind. If the Nine Changed Old Road is not dead, the unknown Taoist priest must know the whole story. Now it seems that I still have to have a good chat with the unknown Taoist priest.
"Oh, bad luck." The god fortune was helpless. The energy of the middle of the night was wasted. He jumped weakly and re-covered the coffin lid. Then he turned over the hole and picked up a piece of stone beside him. Filling in the dug up soil again, he said, "Is it easy for the two of us? This barren mountain has no hoe. I dug up the grave by relying on these pieces of stone. Nothing was found. Fill up the grave..."
"I advise you to accumulate some yin and virtue in the future, and stop doing this damaging thing." I was so angry that I complained that the god operator had to follow the beggar to wade through the muddy water, but by mistake, this time, it's really true. Let me find some clues, so I didn't blame him any more, and helped them fill the floating soil into the pit together.
When the tomb was half-filled, the fortune-teller inadvertently raised his head, his eyes suddenly stagnated, and the whole person seemed to be dumbfounded.
"What are you looking at?" I patted him, but he didn't say anything, but quietly snarled at me. I looked back and was immediately surprised.
The unknown Taoist priest did not know when he stood behind him. Is watching us silently.
Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable all over. It was nothing to me. Moreover, the grave was an empty grave, and nothing was found after excavation. But it happened to be seen by the unknown Taoist priest again, this is really the fox not beating, making a commotion. I also helped them fill the pit with soil, and I couldn't explain it all over my mouth.
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