Chapter 1365: Hermit unfavorable

Li Yifei came out very quickly, and soon found the tour guide. The other party was eating a box lunch. Seeing Li Yifei came out, he put down the box lunch and greeted him.
Li Yifei is a big customer. He made 10,000 yuan in this job, and he only needs to wait for a day or two, which is almost like money falling from the sky, so of course he has to take care of Li Yifei. But he didn't expect Li Yifei to wander so fast. He thought it would take an hour or two to come out.
"Mr. Li, you came out so fast. Have you been to several attractions?"
"I've seen it, maybe I don't believe in Buddhism very much, so I just left faster."
"I don't know whether you believe in Buddha or not, but I know that people have to believe in themselves, even if they don't even believe in themselves, they have to pray to God and worship Buddha. Such people are really boring."
Li Yifei smiled, got into the car, saw the box lunch, and said: "You eat first, and we will leave after eating."
"I... Mr. Li, are you hungry? I'll buy you a copy."
"It's okay, trouble you!"
The two had eaten a box lunch. The tour guide turned around and headed towards Cangzhai. Although Li Yifei's trip to Shaolin Temple had no news from the teacher, it also allowed him to understand the Buddhist mantras and the meditations of the old white-browed monk. The sound can affect him, and the Buddha mantra and the teacher are complementary. Just like the old monk said, the Dharma needs written records, and the words need to be said.
This seems to be a kind of guidance, but Li Yifei hasn't realized it yet.
The car headed towards Cangzhai. The tour guide made two phone calls on the road and contacted the receptionist here. Li Yifei realized that Cangzhai was barely able to count now. When the two arrived, Li Yifei walked in and saw it. To be disappointed, the stockade is still a stockade. After repairs, it has become very different, but there are basically no tourists.
Because of road construction, the warehouse was divided into two, and the ancestral temple that the tour guide said was also moved and rebuilt.
The village has a small population. It is not unusual for everyone to see Li Yifei, and no one has come to talk about it.
Li Yifei walked around for a while, letting out his power, but he didn't feel anything. I'm afraid no one would feel him, because the village is full of ordinary people, with no Buddha or other auras.
According to rumors, there are several treasures in Cangzhai. One is a relic of Cangjie. It is said that it was a piece of soft stone that was used to create characters at the time. The specific material is unknown, but it can be written and sketched on it, but this is something that cannot be confirmed. It sounds like It is today’s memorable metal, which can be restored automatically. One is iron chopping wood, and the other is rumored. There is a full-gold head hidden in the warehouse. According to rumors, a member of the Cang family was an official in a foreign country. , Was killed by the peasants in the uprising and took the heads away. The emperor Niancang was an official in the period of his family, and he preserved the merits of the country. But no one knows where it was buried. Some people say that it was buried in the cat's ancestral hall. The villagers kept finding the golden head shining at night, and some said it was buried in the old grave. No gold head has been found yet.
On the way Li Yifei came, he saw two robbery pits, and the tour guide had been cursing for a while.
When he walked to a house, Li Yifei saw an old man sitting at the door, who was about 80 years old, maybe even older. The old man’s eyes were half-open, as if he was asleep, he leaned against the door and lit his head. When Li Yifei walked over, the old man just opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed his eyes again.
Li Yifei wiped his nose, walked over and squatted down, and said with a smile, "Old man, excuse me."
The old man opened his eyes again, glanced at him, did not speak, but did not close his eyes this time.
Li Yifei said: "I'm here to find the descendants of the Cang family. In this village, who are the descendants of the Cang family?"
The old man's turbid eyes rolled up, and Li Yifei glanced blankly, opened his mouth to reveal only one front tooth, and replied hoarsely: "I am, what?"
Li Yifei was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "I am looking for the descendants of Saint Master Cangjie. Are you always?"
Unexpectedly, the old man immediately shook his head and said, "No, the Cang family is the Cang family, and Cangjie is the Cangjie." After that, he gave Li Yifei a contemptuous look.
Seeing the old man's hostility, Li Yifei hurriedly explained, "But isn't this Cangzhai the hometown of the rumored Cangjie? Old man, are you kidding me? I have no malice, but there are some special things. I want to find Cangjie. Descendants."
The old man took a sip and almost spit on Li Yifei’s feet. The old man patted the ground with excitement and shouted at Li Yifei,
I’ll tell you whether you are malicious or well-intentioned. This is a warehouse. The village is true, but there is no Cangjie, and no treasures. There are only old bones like us. If you want it, just take it."
This... Li Yifei was a little stunned by the old man's sudden eruption, and recovered after a few seconds. Li Yifei pushed forward with both hands and said: "Old man, calm down my anger, I really have no malice, and I don't know anything about treasures. I just because of something , We must find the descendants of Cangjie."
The old man didn't listen to Li Yifei's explanation at all, grabbed a handful of soil, raised it up, and cursed, "Get out."
Just as Li Yifei was about to explain, he saw a boy and a half rushing out of the house next to him, who looked like seventeen or eighteen, holding a shovel in his hand, and ran between the two, stopping Li Yifei with an angry face.
"Uncle Qi, are you okay?" The kid asked, and then shouted to Li Yifei: "Get out, Cangzhai doesn't welcome you."
Li Yifei frowned. Of course he was not afraid of a child with a shovel. The key was why the old man suddenly treated him so badly.
In a blink of an eye, a few people came out again. There were men and women, both holding guys in their hands. They all glared at Li Yifei, making him seem to have just bullied the old man. The old man stood up and looked at Li Yifei with the help of the tribe. Said: "Even if you desperately die, we won't let you succeed!"
Li Yifei became even more puzzled when he said this. He still explained: "Everyone, I have no malice. I just came to Cangzhai to look for the descendants of the Cang family. There are indeed important things, but it doesn't matter, I just leave. There is no need to be so angry."
A woman yelled, "Why don't you leave now, Cangzhai doesn't welcome any outsiders."
Li Yifei nodded and said, "Okay, I will go now, but I really have no intentions. I just came to find someone. Without me, I will leave naturally. Please don't get angry."
After speaking, Li Yifei turned his head and walked away. Just a few steps, he saw a child running outside. As he ran, he shouted: "Uncle Qitai, it’s not good. Those people are here again, with digging. Bulldozers. Many cars and many people."
As soon as the child's words were spoken, the faces of the men, women, old people and children behind them all changed.
The old man, also the seventh uncle among the crowd, gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "This group of damned people." After cursing, the old man grabbed a stick from a child beside him, held it in his hand, The people in the stockade shouted: "Everyone, follow me. If they dare to do something today, we will fight with them."
"Yes, fight it, these beasts!"
"Uncle Qi, your elders can stay at home, and we will go and argue with them."
"Uncle Qi, I can protect the village, and you will be at home."
Everyone was chattering, but the hostility towards Li Yifei didn't decrease at all. Li Yifei even felt that if he didn't leave, he would be hit by these people with sticks.
But because something might happen, Li Yifei couldn't leave even more, so he had to figure out what was going on.
Qi Shugong pushed and supported his child, took two steps forward, and said to the tribe: "I won't go back. I have a lot of bones. I'm not afraid of death long ago. If those people dare to do something, let me first One can give his life to the Cangzhai, so that when I get underground, I can face the ancestors and ancestors."
When the old man finished speaking, he walked out of the stockade. The clansmen immediately followed, and some ran out to call other clansmen.
Most of the strong laborers in Cangzhai have gone to work. This is a very strange place in Zhongyuan City. The land is barren and there is little rain. It does not even rain for a few months in the dry season. Although there is a lot of land, they are all deserts and basically produce. Not much food, so young and middle-aged people choose to go out to work.
However, in the Qing Dynasty, Cangzhai was an extraordinary place. The Cangsheng lineage of the tribe was smart and studious when he was young, and he was praised in the hometown. In the 33rd year of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty (1768), he was elected in the thirty-sixth year (1771) of Jinshi. Was named the Hanlin Academy editor. "The Prosperous Age of Kang and Qianlong", Cang Shengmai was appointed as the chief proofreader of "Siku Quanshu", namely the chief colonel of Wuyingdian.
In addition, Cang Zhaoxiang served as the Chief Secretary of History, and Cang Zhaoduan, Cang Ershuang, and Cang Erzhuang were all prefects. Cang Enguan served as the county instructor. Cang Er frequency ranks high among all people. Cang Xiaohe, the former president of Capital Normal University, is also a descendant of Cang Hanlin. Because the Cang family was the home of officials and officials, it was very prestigious. People in Shiliba Villages travel far away, and as long as they say that I am from the village, they will be in awe of three points and no one dares to deceive. Those who sell firewood go to the Central Plains and run rampant without anyone daring to control. The so-called "Cangzhai poles can run rampant in the Central Plains" is the beginning.
But now that Cangzhai has fallen, it has fallen to the point where almost no one cares about it.
Even in the name of Cangjie descendants, there is no improvement.
Everyone in the village ran out, whether they were old people or children, women and children, they had weapons in their hands, clubs, shovel picks, and kitchen knives, and some people had a hunting knife that didn’t know when it was rusty. The knife holder was a seven or eight-year-old child. The hunting knife was still heavy for him, but the hatred on the child's face was full of it, which shocked Li Yifei.
Li Yifei was curious about what was it that made the people in the entire village hate so much. These people gathered together and walked out of the village. On the contrary, Li Yifei was ignored. He decided to follow these people.
There are people in the fifty or sixty, and they are mighty, but they have no fighting power. Most of them are elderly, children, women and children. Li Yifei is behind, but it is the highest fighting power of these people.