Chapter 978: Higurashi

"Well, why do you drink it like this?" Xiaoyun frowned slightly looking at Si Ai's appearance, she twisted the "hair" towel to cool her down, her face was as red as a monkey's ass.
Listening to the song helplessly, helped her squeeze the quilt, and said: "Who knows..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered that Song Yi was still outside. She had been patronizing and taking care of Si Ai, but she had forgotten him outside. She ran out quickly and happened to see Song Yi turning around. I don't know what I am looking at or what I am waiting for.
Seeing his appearance, his face blushed immediately after listening to the song.
The idiot even saw her come out, and said to her in a straightforward manner: "I'm leaving now."
"Okay, you go, who wants to keep you?" Listening to the song was really angry at him.
He didn't understand why the girl lost his temper, Song Yi didn't think so much, but felt that if he stayed here again, it would have a bad reputation for her, after all, it was a girl who had not been out of the cabinet.
It was just that listening to the song didn't understand his thoughts, and seeing him just leave so simply, her hands were shaking with anger.
It wasn't until Song Yi could not see her back that she stomped her feet twice with anger: "Nerdy nerd..."
At this time, she really regretted that she hadn't listened to Si Yai's words, and she should take the initiative to attack. If she had heard Si Yai's words, she wouldn't have become like this.
The more I thought about it, the more angry, but what if everyone had already left? When I turned around and was about to go back to the house, I saw the wine left by Young Master Feng in the pavilion. She was not angry, but she was depressed, so she ran over and picked up the jar. Then he poured hard into his stomach.
This method of her irritation was stronger than the previous sighing, and she blushed in less than a moment. Looking at her like this, she didn't know, but thought something was wrong.
"Hey, why did you drink like this?" Xiaoyun was shocked when she saw the appearance of listening to the song when she came out to pour water. She quickly threw down the basin and went to pull her.
After listening to the song, Xiaoyun finally put her to sleep, and she was too tired to fall asleep.
Early the next morning, Si Ai was awakened by the noise outside the door. She opened her blindfolded eyes and tried to find Xiaoyun, but found that there was no one in the house.
When I was wondering, I saw Liang Si rushing in very depressed, and the sound of the ten people opening the door was rude. It can be said that it was deliberate. Si Ai frowned: "Why are you so eager for sex? ?"
"What is early in the morning, look at how high the sun is now," Liang Si smelled a big smell of wine as soon as she entered, and she covered her nose: "How much wine did you drink yesterday?"
"What does it have to do with you?" Si Anai didn't want to pay attention to her, she was very angry, so anyone who came to call her early in the morning had to be stunned by her. Today, Liangsi has run into it.
But she didn't have time to waste with her, rolled her eyes and said, "Young Master Feng has been waiting outside the door all morning. If you don't get up again, he will see through the door of our Xiangsi Building."
It turned out to be so, no wonder she broke in early in the morning, because Feng Shaoche was waiting outside the door.
Liang Si liked Feng Shaoche's things, and everyone in Xiangsi Building knew it. Seeing her come in so obviously, Si Aisha shook his head. This bold move was too obvious.
"Hurry up and get dressed and go with him. Have you decided where you are going?" Liang Si said this a little awkwardly, but she still took the words.
Otherwise, Feng Shaoche would have to wait to go crazy.
She couldn't bear to see him.
"Then please go out, I will wash and change my clothes, and I will find him by myself in a while." Si An'an is a bit pitiful, but she can't interfere too much with this matter, because she knows that the relationship is two people. One of them is unwilling, and the other cannot force it.
Only Liang Si looked at her in the eyes, which made her feel very uncomfortable in her heart, and then she just hummed casually and left.
Not long after, Xiaoyun came in with disheveled hair and yelled as soon as she came in, "I'm so sorry, Miss, I, I fell asleep with my sister Tinge last night. I smelled some alcohol and got up late in the morning, Miss , I, I didn't mean it."
She was almost crying in a hurry, and ran all the way, with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, which made her embarrassed.
Si An'ai looked at her helplessly, spit out the mouthwash, and said, "Since I know I'm wrong, come and help me change my clothes, Feng Shaoche, that lunatic, I don't know what tricks will be made for a while."
"Okay, miss, I'll come right away." Xiaoyun hurriedly sorted out herself, and then helped Si Aihao choose clothes.
Yesterday, when I was listening to the song and fell asleep, I told her about it in a "fascinating" or "strange" manner. She also remembers that today, Feng Company is going to Hanshan Temple with the young lady.
If she wanted to go to the temple, she had better dress more plainly, so she picked a water-blue "color", which looked plain, but elegant.
Si Aihu saw it, and nodded in satisfaction: "Well, you have always had a good eye."
"Then this one."
"Ok."
When the master and servant had cleared up the matter of going out, it was already time for a stick of incense. Feng Shaoche's face turned green when he saw Si Anhao coming out, he couldn't wait to pull her out of the door. Go.
"Walk, hurry up, we won't be able to make it any faster," Feng Shaoche yelled, and while holding Si Yaying's hand, he walked out.
The ladies in the Acacia Building are all here. Watching this scene, I really have seen this, but here is the Acacia Building, and the atmosphere has always been open, but this Feng Shaoche’s identity is not ordinary. I only heard of him in the past. Had a leg with Nasi, but did not expect that the two of them were so civilized in front of everyone...
"I haven't eaten yet," Si Anan ignored his pulling, and only cared about whether she had the strength to walk. She drank alcohol yesterday and didn't eat anything early in the morning. She was really hungry.
Feng Shaoche didn't care about it: "Walk around, there is food on the carriage, so take care of it."
Hearing what he said, Si Hao shut up all of a sudden. Anyway, what he said is generally true. What's more, he can still do something like this.
"Miss, Master Feng, wait for me, wait for me," Xiaoyun was panting behind her, but she still couldn't chase the two people. Fortunately, she caught up with her after a delay in the carriage.
Along the way, Si Hao didn't care about anything. He almost ate all the things in the car before he felt more comfortable in his stomach.
Xiaoyun looked at the things Si Anhao ate, she herself was afraid, if her body shape changed again, then the position of the oiran.
Although Xiangsilou is small, the competition is fierce. How many people are staring at that seat, she is good, she doesn't care at all.
The scenery along the way was pretty good. A few people stopped to rest for a while, and then rushed to Hanshan Temple before dusk.
At this time, Xiaoyun began to admire Si'ao's foresight. She hadn't eaten for a day and was hungry. But Si'ao had filled so many things, she was not hungry at all, and she was still in the mood to enjoy the scenery.
The sunset glow at dusk is particularly beautiful, and a few people walked to the door of Hanshan Temple.
Perhaps it was because of the human life incidents in the past few days. The Hanshan Temple was so cold and there was not even a sweeper in front of the door. Fortunately, the door was open and several people walked in.
Feng Shaoche was in front, Si Ai followed behind, Xiaoyun supported her, but she felt cold all over, so she shrank a little.
"Okay, don't shake it anymore. If you shake it again, I will leave you alone here to guard the gate, and I will go in with Master Feng and don't need you." Si Anang saw that the road was boring, so he teased her .
Xiaoyun was so scared that she grabbed her and held her tighter.
However, Si Jiao teased Guizu, seeing the situation in this temple, she also felt that it was a bit more serious than she thought.
"You said yesterday that they died several hosts one after another, right?" Si Ai-an asked, looking at Feng Shaoche's back.
Hearing the sound, Feng Shaoche turned and nodded heavily: "Yes, three were selected, but they all died inexplicably. The specific reason is still unclear, but what is certain is that there is absolutely no place in this temple. clean."
"What did the officials find out?" she asked again.
But when it came to this, Feng Shaoche was a little twitched. He hesitated for a while and said, "I haven't told you about this matter. I didn't let the officials come over, and no one knows what's going on here. Except for those practicing monks in the temple, outsiders don’t know about it."
"What are you hiding?" Si Ai's eyes "showed" the light, and then he refused to leave.
She hates this kind of deceit, or the feeling of concealment, which makes her feel like a fool. Besides, this temple looks so weird. Something must have happened. People are unpredictable, and ghosts and gods are not terrible, the most terrifying. , Is human.
Feng Shaoche knew her temperament, so he didn't argue with her. He just sighed and said: "The specific situation is clear. There is a little monk in it. Let's go in and listen to him."
Seeing his serious eyes but afraid of her going away, Si Anhu still couldn't blame him. After all, his family has hard-to-read scriptures, especially for aristocrats like him. If they let people know his family Something happened in the funded monastery, things that would be implicated, but not just reputation.
Everyone who conducts business is in Feng Shui, and the business dynasty controlled by the Feng family is probably what most people dream of, but they can’t get it. Human beings have a strong jealousy. , Or when someone else’s is better than yours, you will be jealous, if you don’t have it in the end, you will destroy it.
No matter how big the Feng family's business, no matter how famous they are, and no matter how powerful they are, what he cannot control is the hearts of the people.
auzw.com "Okay, here it is," Feng Shaoche led Si Ai to a small room in the north that looked very inconspicuous, then looked into her eyes and said: "The little monk inside knows everything, and he will tell you later, but he..."
"Is he a blind man?" Si Aiao watched him say these words. Although it was a question, it had a certain definite meaning.
Feng Shaoche's eyes widened: "How do you know?"
"Didn't you ask me to come here because I can calculate some feng shui and numerology? If I can't even calculate this thing, then I still take your responsibility for doing it."
She spoke an understatement, but she frightened Feng Shaoche. He admitted that he came to her with a broken pipe in the beginning, because it was not clear whether she could help. I just didn't expect that she agreed with one bite. In fact, he didn't understand it, but now, Si Anhao casually gave him a hand.
Feng Shaoche began to look at her with admiration.
"Squeak," with a sound, the door was pushed open, the little monk felt the wind, and then he quietly counted the sound of footsteps, and his hands were on the desk to prepare.
By the time the three people walked in, he had already poured three cups of tea and put them on the desk and said: "Donor, please have tea."
For the three of them, looking at this appearance, Si Huo smiled, "I didn't guess wrong as expected."
"I didn't say that you guessed wrong, but I didn't expect you to be so accurate."
Si Ai's nodded towards the monk, sat down and said: "This kind of numerology is hard to say. The reason why I can guess him is because he has become a fixed numerology and there will be no more Change, if you let me guess you, I’m definitely not sure. There are too many uncertain factors."
Feng Shaoche nodded: ‘then save it for later, let’s solve the immediate problem first. ’
"Let's start, then," Si Hao nodded.
The three of them sat down at a desk about three miles away from the monk, and they were all extremely quiet.
Although the monk couldn't see it, he smiled slightly and looked at Feng Shaoche's direction: "It turns out that you said to be quiet that day, and then you were all fake in your studies. You still can't let go.
"I can't let it go. If the master can have a good chat with them, I know why I can't let it go."
What he specifically meant was Sichao, but the monk understood as a group of people, including three people.
"It's the things in the temple, other things, don't worry about it," Si Aiyi excused him: "If you feel uncomfortable, you don't need to explain it, and restore everything as much as possible."
The advantage of being a Zhima official for a few days is that now, she can give the monk the courage to let him know that what he says will not hurt him.
Where is it like Feng Shaoche, they only need to pour beans in a bamboo tube, and tell everything in detail.
"Then I will start talking from the day when the last presiding officer passed away," the monk was very gentle, possessing the warm air in the bones of this Hanshan Temple.
About ten years ago, a pair of mothers and children fleeing famine came to the monastery. The host looked at them as being pitiful and took them in. However, there were regulations in the monastery that women could not stay here, so they had to leave.
"Then, did they leave afterwards?" Si Hao smelled the tea, listened to his story, and slowly figured it out. It seemed that he had expected something, but he was not sure.
The monk was about to say something, but he didn't want Feng Shaoche to say, "Hey, his name is Yuan Shang."
Yuan Shang? When he heard the name, Si Hao forgot for a while, but only saw nothingness and nothing. When he raised his head again, he happened to see Feng Shaoche’s gaze that needed her explanation. He shook his head slightly, and motioned Yuanshang: "Go on."
Can he not see it? She didn't know, it had never happened before.
"Later, the two of them lived at the foot of the mountain, but the monks would go to help them do some rough work from time to time. The boy, who was only ten years old, suffered injuries to his legs and feet, and could not help his mother. For the whole three years, he was recovering from his injuries. It was not until he was sixteen or seventeen that he began to learn martial arts and practice bones and muscles with the monks in the monastery."
Si Anhao nodded, "Good thing."
"But before long, the child suddenly disappeared. No one knows where he went. It seems to have evaporated from the world at once, and no one can find..."
"So, you are wondering, did he come back to make a ghost of this matter? Or, you felt it, or you heard some wind." Si Anhao asked.
Yuanshang shook his head with a calm expression. He said, "We all thought he was dead. If he did it, then it can only be a ghost."
"Dead?" Xiaoyun's mouth widened as she heard these words, looking at him incredulously.
If it is really dead, then it is a ghost. She leaned against Si Ai in fear, but she kept throwing things at the table in her mouth.
Si Aihu nodded her head: "It's really a foodie."
After sticking out her tongue, Xiaoyun did not dare to speak, she just listened quietly.
Yuanshang was polite. He probably heard Xiaoyun's constant eating and said, "If the girl doesn't have enough food, please ask the kitchen to prepare more."
"Don't worry about her, tell me what happened next?" Si Ai's put Xiaoyun's head aside to eat. This girl disturbed her interest in the story.
Yuan Shangping calmed his expression, and then said: "When the first host died before, I seemed to smell the smell that belonged to him. Human life matters."
"Are you familiar with him?" Si Ai asked a key question.
Yuanshang nodded in her direction: "As long as their mother and son have lived at the foot of the mountain, I will recite the scriptures at the foot of the mountain for how long."
At that time, the host saw that he was always in this mountain without people taking care of him, and felt resentful, so he let him think about it alone, but didn’t want to. After this thought, he thought about it for ten years, and accompanied their mother and son at the foot of the mountain. Lived for seven or eight years.
"The boy you are talking about has to be in his twenties now, so many years have passed." Si Ai asked, and said in his heart, if he has a man in his twenties, although his legs and feet are inherently inconvenient, he still needs to work. If you stop working hard, you can definitely get some work done.
Yuanshang replied: "If he can live well, now, he will look like twenty-seven or eighty-eight, but the doctor said, his leg disease is getting more serious as he gets older, and he may even be unable to walk. This is where I struggle."
"It's just that you feel that a good person is back just based on the smell. It seems a bit unreasonable." Feng Shaoche asked a sharp question.
Yuanshang also agreed. At this moment, he took out something from his sleeve and put it in his palm to show it to everyone, and said, "Look at this thing. This is the gift his mother gave me before."
As he said, he took out another thing, exactly the same as the one he took out before, and said: "This thing was picked up from the host’s side that day. I was the first to find the host’s body, so I hid it. Get up, no one knows."
"Bold," Feng Shaoche stood up, the anger on his face suddenly floated, and said: "Do you know what consequences will happen if you conceal such a thing?"
"Amitabha, the benefactor, how could the poor monk not know," Yuanshang kept a plain expression, he said: "It is precisely because the poor monk knows, so when the poor monk took this thing, he went to pay respect. Fifty boards were received in the work room."
It's no wonder that Si Aiao just came in and saw that his movements were a little awkward. It turned out that the injury was not healed.
Hey, really, this monk is not good to be a monk.
"Okay, it's not easy for others. Don't blame him. If it were me, I would do it. After all, things have not been clarified yet. Such subjective speculation might be wrong to good people," Si yelled Stepped forward and pulled Feng Shaoche to sit down.
Then, she walked to Yuanshang's, squatted down in front of him, looked at the two things in his hand, picked up one of them, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it: "A scent of "medicine" grass..."
"Yes, this is something his mother made specially for him, saying that it can repel insects. Although the little monk knows some "medicine" plants, but he can't recognize it at all. What kind of "medicine" plants are."
After saying what he said, Si An'an was a little strange: "What about his mother? Didn't you say that you lived together for about ten years?"
Speaking of this, Yuanshang's face was a bit lonely and sad. Although the monks wanted all four, he failed to do it. He felt uncomfortable when he mentioned the suffering woman.
When everyone here saw him like this, they knew that there must be other things, but he just didn't say anything.
"His mother passed away, just when he was ten years old."
So early? This is also something that Si Ai'an and Feng Shaoche can't understand, "He has passed away, how did he survive and grow up?"
"We are almost dependent on each other, his legs are not good, my eyes are not good..."
You can imagine how difficult it is to live like that. Two disabled people help each other just to survive. At this time, Si Ai's question again: "What you said before, your brothers, will help them. Do some rough work. Why is there no one to take care of you after his mother died? Your brothers, aren't they here either?"
"They..." Yuanshang didn't know what he thought of. He looked into the distance, even if he couldn't see anything, but his hollow eyes seemed to penetrate time and return to the past.
That must be a very painful thing, otherwise, his expression that has been calm and out of water will not have such a big fluctuation in an instant.
Even, his eyes were filled with tears all of a sudden, as if he had encountered an incomprehensible mental solution for many years, and suddenly returned to the dark life of the past.
"Well, if you don't want to say anything, we won't'force' you either." Si Ai's closed the things in his palms, then looked at him, and said softly: "You should rest first."