Man is free.
During dinner, after Wei Ye heard that Wei Sushen was going on a long trip, he had the idea of locking him in the attic for a moment.
If he stays at home, he can recognize a godson, but if he is released, there may be some bloodshed.
"Where to go." After a long while, thousands of words condensed into three words.
"Bao'an Mountain."
Wei Ye frowned: "Baoan Mountain, which is famous for burning incense and worshiping Buddha?"
Wei Sushen nodded.
Wei Ye put down his chopsticks, and the atmosphere on the table suddenly became tense.
The little fat man couldn't help but speak first, looking at Wei Sushen with doubt: "Brother, do you want to become a monk?"
It’s no wonder that they were misinformed. Wei Sushen had too many scandalous records of working as a part-time job before. He could even post news about asking for a child with a lot of money in the circle of friends. What else can’t he do
The little fat man seemed to be a detective and leaned forward, pointing at System 333: "No wonder you want to recognize a godson, brother, no matter what, he is not a descendant of our Wei family."
Even I can't stand this perfunctory strategy of leaving a fake bloodline to become a monk.
System 333 rarely has a good meal without a monster, and the innocent becomes the center of the storm.
Since meeting Fang Shan, Wei Sushen has never seen any big storms, and his mood has not been affected at all. He explained calmly: "I am not a monk."
Wei Ye: "Must you go?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "There is something very important."
Wei Ye's eyes were particularly deep at this moment, and he looked at him and said, "People must learn to take a long-term view."
Wei Sushen was slightly startled. This was the first time Wei Ye had seriously reasoned with him since he was a child.
The little fat man understood everything at a click of a button and acted as a translator: "Dad, I'm telling you not to just trick your own family."
Wei Sushen: "I know for sure, I will definitely not do it this time."
If they had placed such a solemn guarantee in the past, they would have believed it without hesitation. But now—
A shallow sigh came out.
Jiang Meiling finally said: "Don't overdo it."
Wei Sushen promised again: "It's just a trip out to try to change my luck."
When he talks to such an extent, others have to believe it even if they don't believe it.
The next morning, when Jiang Meiling woke up, Wei Sushen, Fang Shan and System 333 had already left for a long time. The little fat man had gotten up early and was sitting motionless on the sofa, concentrating on watching the morning news.
Ten minutes later, when it was time to have breakfast, the little fat man still maintained his original posture.
Jiang Meiling called him twice but didn't respond: "When have you been fascinated by the news?"
The little fat man said seriously: "I want to hear if there is any news about Baoan Mountain."
Jiang Meiling's tone was still gentle, looking at her silly son: "You may be disappointed."
Baoan Mountain is just a slightly famous scenic spot, far from being on the news network.
Not long after she finished speaking, the professional voice of the host came: "On the 26th of this month, a man committed suicide by jumping off the cliff of Bao'an Mountain. Coincidentally, just this morning, another tourist committed suicide at the same place..."
The little fat man put down the remote control and walked over to eat breakfast with an expression like "I knew it would be like this."
Jiang Meiling's expression became very subtle, and she suddenly believed Wei Sushen's words about going to transfer.
The blue sky and white clouds, the scenery outside the window flashed by.
Wei Sushen was sitting on the train at the moment and didn't know what happened in Bao'an Mountain in the past two days.
Fang Shan looked disdainfully at System 333, who got on the bus with a fake ID on the opposite side. The latter had a calm face: "This only proves my superb skills."
When the train entered Tianchen City, someone was selling Buddhist beads from a cart. There were many tourists in the carriage that Fang Shan and the others were in. They all came because of its reputation. Naturally, they believed in Buddhism, and many people bought it.
Fang Shan saw a business opportunity and quickly said to Wei Su Shen: "The host has mastered the puppetry technique, and the carving skills are not inferior to them."
"We are here to worship Buddha." Wei Sushen: "We must be pious."
Don't always think about getting rich.
Fang Shan: "I don't see that you are quite particular."
Wei Sushen turned his head and looked out the window, not denying it.
The reality is that he knows he can't make much money from this.
Tianchen City is not large and can only be regarded as a second-tier city. The train station is very old, but modern people have a preference for old things.
This is also a city that is easy to like. If nothing else, the air quality is quite good.
Fang Shan smiled and said to Wei Su Shen, "It seems we chose the right place."
Wei Sushen nodded and had a good impression of this city.
There is a tea stall on the roadside, which also provides shaved ice and side dishes. It was originally nothing special, but the boss invited a pretty girl from nowhere to sing at the door with a pipa in her arms, attracting many passers-by to watch.
Normally, Wei Su Shen would never take the initiative to go to a crowded place, and when Fang Shan pulled him in, she didn't refuse.
Since we are traveling, we must observe the local customs and customs.
Fang Shan had just raised his tea cup, preparing to imitate the graceful drinking of tea by the ancients, when the sound of chatting at the next table floated into his ears—
"I heard that some people ran to Bao'an Mountain to commit suicide."
Hearing this opening statement, Fang Shan almost lost his grip on the teacup in his hand and some of the tea spilled out.
Subconsciously I wanted to ignore it, but I couldn't help but prick up my ears and listen.
"It has been widely spread that two people committed suicide in three days. What do these people think? They went to the temple to end their lives."
"No, the temple is in bad luck. There are fewer pilgrims going there these days."
The conversation quickly shifted to cherishing life. Fang Shan put down his tea cup and looked up at Wei Su Shen, whose expression was not much better.
System 333 said the truth from the bottom of his heart: "You have brought disaster to this city."
Fang Shan ignored him and had the urge to turn around and go back for a moment.
Wei Sushen also hesitated and thought again and again: "It's already here..."
Fang Shan pursed his lips, thinking it might just be a coincidence: "Then go and have a look."
Baoan Mountain is crowded with people on weekdays and weekends. Because of the uproar caused by suicides in the past few days, there are not many people going up the mountain now and the roads are smooth.
As soon as you step onto the stairs, you can see the temple built on the mountainside. Although it is only a corner, the green forest covers it and makes it look majestic and sacred.
Fang Shan has been to many temples, and there are many cigarettes. He has to spend a lot of money to buy a few sticks of incense, which are very choking when lit together. I didn't have high expectations for this place at first, but after climbing up hard, I found that it was much better than expected.
very quiet.
There is no worldly excitement.
There were also a few tourists behind them. Seeing this, they also lowered their footsteps and spoke softly, feeling embarrassed to break the silence.
The initial environment is very important. Fang Shan thought about it and his smile faded a lot. He looked at the temple with a bit of hope in his eyes. Beside him, Wei Sushen also had hope in his eyes.
However, at this moment, a low roar came -
"Someone jumped off the cliff!"
Fang Shan sighed heavily, rubbed his brows and said, "Let's go and have a look."
Strictly speaking, this was a suicide attempt.
When they arrived, the middle-aged man who had been rescued was sitting on the ground, crying in an inconspicuous manner. There were people nearby comforting her, and someone had already called the police.
No matter what others said or asked, the middle-aged man just cried and didn't answer anything.
Fang Shan squeezed into the crowd and stared at him for a few seconds, then slapped him twice before saying anything.
The middle-aged uncle was stunned, and the onlookers were also confused.
In this world, people are most afraid of getting into trouble. If someone gets into trouble again and is used to blackmail them, that would be called an injustice.
"Are you awake?"
The middle-aged uncle nodded vaguely, refocused his eyes, looked at the place where he wanted to jump just now, and shuddered subconsciously.
Someone took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Fang Shan looked through the crowd and looked at the monk in monk's robes: "Please take him to drink a glass of water and calm down."
It is naturally impossible for the other party to refuse.
Fang Shan supported the middle-aged uncle and followed the monk inside.
In fact, the middle-aged uncle had recovered and did not need help at all. However, he only felt as if his arm was caught by a crab, and he could only endure the pain and move forward.
"Why seek death?"
The abrupt question stunned the middle-aged man, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "Would you think it's ridiculous if you say I don't know either?"
Even he couldn't express it himself, he just felt sad. Tracing back to the root cause, it was probably that my son died in a car accident ten years ago. He had always been worried about it, and he had slowly let it go. However, he had dreams one after another in the past two days. In the dream, his son cried out in pain, saying that his life was not good at all, that he was very lonely, and wanted to Go and accompany him yourself.
Mentioning old things again would only add to the sadness, but the middle-aged uncle did not elaborate on them.
The abbot was afraid of these people who committed suicide, so he came to persuade them personally.
Fang Shan didn't insist on staying, and there was a trace of gloom in his expression.
The silence in the temple had been completely broken. Fang Shanxiang didn't even come and walked out with a sullen face.
System 333: "Isn't it too much of a coincidence?"
This is more than just bad luck.
Fang Shan didn't know what he was thinking of, so he specifically told Wei Su Shen: "Don't take on daily tasks during this period."
System 333 was present, and many things were hard to say, so Wei Sushen didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.
After going down the mountain, Fang Shan returned to the state of traveling, as if the previous accidents were all an illusion, running around and buying a lot of souvenirs.
The two of them shared a room at night, and they were known as taking care of each other. System 333 strongly expressed that he wanted to stay too, and they could even share a stool to sleep on.
As a system that is greedy for life and afraid of death, observing people's behavior is fundamental. He is sure that Fang Shan has discovered something fishy. When everything is unclear, it is naturally safer to follow them.
In order to stay, he went to the store downstairs to buy a lazy hot pot, and brought a few bottles of beer with him.
Fang Shan's eyes straightened up the moment he saw the wine, and his attitude towards System 333 instantly improved a lot: "How can this be so embarrassing?"
As he spoke, he opened the lid of the beer and was dazzled by the aroma inside.
"Come," Fang Shan had three bottles to himself and gave each of them a cap: "Let's toast and wish our friendship last forever!"
The author has something to say: I still owe you a thousand words. I remembered them, but it’s almost midnight, so I’ll post them first. Will definitely make up for it tomorrow. Will make up for it tomorrow! Will make up for it tomorrow! ! I said important things three times. Seeing that I have no desire to survive︿(￣︶￣)︿Thank you to the little angels for voting for me to be the king~
Thanks to the little angel who threw [Land Mine]: It’s not a big deal actually 2 pieces, Jingyan 1 piece, Yanxi Xixixi 1 piece, Lingjiu 1 piece, sonic 1 piece
Thanks to the little angel who threw [Bazooka]: Ye Ting. 1 piece
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