Chapter 49: Da Shan Ren (4)

Although Xuan Merci didn't know his intention, he still answered: "I can remember some scenes, some of them when I was young."
I don't know if Xue Xian looks too serious or his tone is too elusive. After Xuan Merci answered, he lowered his eyes again, his dark and calm eyes opposed Xue Xue, and added, "I am sure."
Since experiencing the inquiries at the inn, Xue Xian has a deeper understanding of Xuan Merci's temperament, or is more certain-
This bald donkey, among other things, has at least one advantage, that is, it will not lie. If he really doesn't remember, he will never make up a few false scenes to fool him, but will just say that he forgot it. And if you remember but are not convenient to say it, you will also be straightforward and say nothing, and you will not think of an answer that conforms to the questioner's intention.
Speaking with a certain word of "confidence", it is really sure that he really remembers some fragmented scenes in his childhood, and in those scenes he is already a monk.
Xue Xianwen did not nod or shake his head, nor did he answer immediately, but looked at Xuan Merci unclearly.
Seeing him like this, Hyun Mercy said calmly, "I don't believe it?"
"No." Xue Xian replied, suddenly reaching out his finger and ticking, signaled Xuan Merci to move closer, "Come here."
"Huh?" Xuan Merci gave a deep reply, although he was puzzled, but still bent a little. He thought that Xue Xian had some inconvenience to say in front of Chen Shuchen Chen and them, so he waited for Xue Xian to speak seriously.
Who knows, there was no such thing as serious words, but the claws of this evil barrier came.
Xue Xian narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and touched Xuan Mian's head, quite rudely: "Well, poor, you have been shaved so young?"
Hyun Mercy: "..."
If you do n’t fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles.
The people in the carriage were stunned by Xue Xian, especially Xingzi, and even forgot to cry, secretly saying that the relationship between the two ... is it too good?
She stared at Wu Xuan's big eyes with a blink of an eye at Xue Xian, but she accidentally met Xuan Mian's eyes.
The appearance of this master really looks good, especially those calm eyes, which always give people a sense of stability and reliance. It seems that as long as he is not in a hurry, others need not be in a hurry, because he can always do something.
But somehow, when Kyoko faced those eyes, she was inexplicably guilty and could not explain why.
But before she looked away, Xuan Mian had looked away.
Seeing that he was quite speechless, he raised his hand and pinched Xue Xianqing's thin and prominent wrist bone, and squeezed the demon's claw down. About to prevent him from stepping on his nose again when he wasn't ready, Xuan Mian's fingers never loosened.
Xue Xian was pinched by his wrist bones, and his nose snorted. "A lot of expensive heads, can't you touch them?"
Xuan Mian ignored it.
In fact, he didn't use much force between his fingers, and he could release it with a little effort, but Xue Xian didn't work, just let him follow.
Xuan Mian's body temperature in the abdomen penetrated into the skin and pinched his wrist to the same temperature.
Xue Xian's eyes fell lazily on Xuan Mian's fingers, and the figure at the end of the gold thread was traced again in his heart-indeed, everything looks like, except the shadow of his hair.
But Xuan Mian shaved his hair as a monk from urination, and his bones were pumped out of this year's Meng Xia. This alone is not enough.
As far as he is concerned, as long as Xuan Merci is not that person, that's fine.
otherwise……
"You just said that you found their place, but you can't get close?" Otherwise, the thought just came out and was cut off by Xue Xian Da Ma with a golden knife. He turned the topic and asked Xuan Mercy: "You said it later Nothing, but what? Didn't you see them getting scared to cry by your panting? "
Upon hearing what he said, Uncle Chen Chen looked at him sternly.
Xuan Mian straightened his waist, raised his eyes and swept deep into the misty desert village, raised his other hand.
With a loose finger, he banged, and the coin hung down, shaking it slightly between his fingers.
"It's really impossible to approach, but-" Xuan Mian finally let go of the hand holding Xue Xian, Qu Qi forefinger struck the five copper coins in a certain order, and said calmly: "Since I can't walk In the past, let it come over. "
After speaking, I saw him close his fingers, the coin string hummed, and the red rope tightened suddenly.
Just listening to a loud noise in the deserted village in the distance, something seemed to be standing up.
Everyone in the carriage was startled by the noise, and looked at each other with a little suspicion, and suddenly a little black marks appeared in the thick white mist.
"God look at it, what's that?" Kyoko yelled, dragging Chen Huan's sleeve, and pointed at the air.
The black shadow approached this quickly, and the outline soon became clear--
It was an entire dilapidated old courtyard, and even the land on which it was rooted was pulled up by Xuan Merci and dragged over.
boom--
With a loud sound, the house suddenly fell in front of the crowd and took root in this wasteland.
What is "Since it can't go, let it come over", this is it
Uncle Chen Chenyi and Xingzi in the carriage were stunned. They never thought that there would still be such a huge relocation method, and they even forgot to close their chins.
At the moment of landing, everyone could even hear the screams in a certain room in the courtyard. as well as……
"Nerd." Xue Xian suddenly made a noise, staring at a thin figure sticking to the doorknob on the gate of the house courtyard, mockingly: "Are you going to paint the door for others?"
The thin figure was not someone else, it was Jiang Shining who turned out of Xue Xian's pocket.
It was impossible for him to wait for the news of his sister in the carriage. Xue Xian had a good guess. He actually turned over from Xue Xian while chasing, followed Xuan Mian into the deserted village, and followed Xuan Mian to find the position of his sister-in-law and husband. But he was different from Xuan Mian. Xuan Mian was a human, so he could not approach the house, and he was a ghost, so he did not have any effort to walk to the door of the house. It was just that he had not had time to enter the door, and the whole house was slashed in front of Xuan Merci ...
Before he could change back to paper, he came face to face with Chen Shuchen and Chen Zi in the car.
"God ... Jiang ... Master Jiang?" Uncle Chen opened his mouth and stuttered: "You, you didn't ... you still ..."
He wanted to say, "Are you not dead?" But the word "dead" was too obscure, and he couldn't explain it. He wanted to say, "Are you still alive?" But it was awkward to hear the same thing, so he still couldn't say it, and eventually he looked extraordinarily incoherent.
Kyoko pulled Chen Ye's arm with red eyes and said, "I know! I know I'm not mistaken! I really saw Master Jiang Xiao knocking on the door ... But, Little Master you ..."
Jiang Shining met their doubtful gaze and arched his hand, saying, "The knocking on the door was too abrupt and scared the girl Kyoko."
"Then you are now ..."
"Ashamed, a wild ghost." Jiang Shining smiled bitterly, and then said: "Uncle Chen Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, thank you for hanging."
When the word "wild ghost" was heard, the people in the carriage were silent, and for a while they didn't know what to say, and the situation was not a good time to tell the old.
"Xu Zhai ..." Xue Xian looked at the plaque hanging on the door of the house and read aloud.
"Xu?" Uncle Chen opened his mouth suddenly. "Isn't this Xu Dashan's house?"
"Xu Dashan?" Xue Xian asked, "Who is that?"
Uncle Chen explained: "In this village, most people have the last name Wen. Only less than ten households moved in later, and one of them was a businessman with the surname Xu. It is said that he worked as a cloth merchant in the early years and has a family. The cloth village has saved a lot of money for decades. Later, when something happened at home, he sold the cloth out and took his wife and children to the village of Wen, where his wife's family lived. He lived here for fifteen or six years. Right. He is a kind-hearted man, and he is not bad at money. People in this village have more or less benefited him, and he is used to calling him Xu Dashan. "
Hearing that Xue Xian was going to bang the door and waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind echoed, passing through the crack of the corroded door hoop just right, and pushed the mottled door open.
The wooden door creaked, and the sound was getting old, and there was another burst of exclaiming sounds in the east room, seeming to be frightened.
At the moment when the gate opened, a figure in the hall who was about to open the East House door stopped his hand. He raised his hand to cover his eyebrows. It seemed that he could not stand the slight insignificance of the light thrown in from the door.
That bit of light was not even clear about the person's appearance, and only outlined a rather vague outline-the person's shoulders were no longer straight, it seemed to be old, at least fifty, head Medium, legs and feet don't seem to be too strong when standing, knees are not tight and bend slightly.
It took him a while to get used to the light of the sky, and he let go of his hand, half hidden in the dark, and asked, "Why are there several guests standing in front of my house? What happened to Xu? It ’s a guest. If you do n’t hate it, you might as well come in for a glass of water and wine. "
Everyone listened for a moment, saying that they were really Xu Dashan.
Before they respond, Xu Dashan said, "No old friends will miss it, and they will come a long way to help. They are one of the most famous opera classes in Anqing. Stay for a while and have a full meal. Every time they come back, our village is very lively. No one doesn't like it. "
The troupe?
Xue Xian and Xuan Mian glanced at each other, almost at the same time thinking of a group of people they met on the road. But before they could think about it, the scene in front of them changed--
Xu Dashan's remarks seemed to suddenly open a door, and the dilapidated Xu Zhai suddenly lit up a red lantern. There was a sudden voice in the entire deserted village. Hundreds of people appeared from the dense fog. Came here, shadows and shadows, Wu Yaying could barely see.
At the same time, at the end of the mountain road not far away, the sound of Dada's horseshoes went from far to near, and was walking around in the direction of this deserted village.