Copper Coins Chapter 49: The Great Man (4)

Although Xuan Min didn't know his intentions, he still replied: "I can remember a few scenes, some from my childhood."

I don't know if Xue Xian's expression was too serious, or his tone was too unpredictable. After Xuan Min finished answering, he lowered his eyes again, his dark and calm eyes met Xue Xian's, and added, "I'm sure."

Since the questioning at the inn, Xue Xian has a deeper understanding of Xuan Min's temperament, or is more certain-

If nothing else, this bald donkey has at least one advantage, that is, it won't lie. If he really doesn't remember, he will never make up some non-existent scenes to fool and perfunctory, but will simply say that he forgot. And if you remember but it is inconvenient to say it, you will also say a word without comment, and will not follow the questioner's meaning to think of an answer that suits your heart.

If Xuanmin said "surely" with certainty, then it was really certainty, indicating that he did remember some fragmentary scenes from his childhood, and in those scenes, he was already a monk.

Xue Xian didn't nod or shake his head when he heard the words, and didn't answer immediately, but looked at Xuan Min with inexplicable meaning.

Seeing his appearance, Xuan Min calmly said, "Don't believe me?"

"No." Xue Xian replied, and suddenly stretched out his finger to tick, motioning Xuanmin to come closer, "Come here."

"Huh?" Xuan Min replied in a deep voice, although he was puzzled, he still bent a little. He thought that Xue Xian had something inconvenient to say in front of Uncle Chen and Sister Chen and the others, so he waited solemnly for Xue Xian to speak.

Who knows, I didn't wait for a serious word, but waited for the claws of this evil barrier.

Xue Xian squinted his eyes and raised his hand to touch Xuan Min's head. He said rather awkwardly, "Tsk tsk, it's pitiful to see that you were shaved at such a young age?"

Xuan Min: "..."

If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles. This evil barrier will rebel.

Everyone in the carriage was stunned by Xue Xian, especially Xingzi, who forgot to even cry, thinking inwardly that the relationship between the two...isn't it too good?

She stared at Xue Xian with Wu Liuliu's big eyes without blinking, but accidentally met Xuan Min's eyes.

This master looks really good-looking, especially the pair of calm eyes, always giving people a sense of stability and dependability, as if as long as he is not in a hurry, other people don't need to be in a hurry, because he can always find a way .

But for some reason, when Kyoko met those eyes, she felt a little guilty for no apparent reason.

But before she looked away, Xuan Min had already looked away.

Seeing that his expression was rather speechless, he raised his hand and pinched Xue Xian's thin and protruding wrist bone, pinching down the demon's claws. Presumably to prevent him from shoving his nose on his face again, Xuan Min's fingers never loosened.

Xue Xian pinched his wrist bone and sneered between his nose, "Can't you touch such a precious head?"

Xuan Min ignored it.

Actually, he didn't use much force between his fingers, and he could break free with a light twist, but Xue Xian didn't move, just let him squeeze.

The temperature of Xuan Min's finger pulp penetrated into the skin and bone, pinching his wrist to the same temperature.

Xue Xian's gaze rested lazily on Xuan Min's finger, and he traced the figure at the end of the golden thread again in his heart—it really looked like everything, except for the shadow of his hair.

But Xuanmin shaved his hair to become a monk since he was a child, and it was Meng Xia's case this year that his muscles and bones were pulled. This alone is not the right number.

But as far as he is concerned, as long as Xuan Min isn't that person, that's fine. It's better.

Otherwise...

"You just said that you found their location, but you can't get close?" Otherwise, Xue Xian slashed with a golden sword as soon as the thought came up. He changed the subject and asked Xuan Min, "You later I said another no, but what? Didn't you see that they were scared to cry by your panting?"

When Uncle Chen and Sister-in-law Chen heard what he said, he immediately looked over.

Xuan Min straightened his waist, raised his eyes and glanced at the depths of the foggy deserted village, and raised his other hand.

As soon as he loosened his finger, with a "dang bang", the copper coin hung down and swayed a few times between his fingers.

"It's really impossible to get close, but—" Xuan Min finally let go of the hand that was holding Xue Xian, raised his index finger and tapped the five copper coins in a certain order, with a calm expression: " If you can't get past it, let it come."

After he finished speaking, he saw his five fingers folded, the copper coin string hummed for a while, and then the red string suddenly tightened.

I heard a loud bang in the deserted village in the distance, and something seemed to rise from the ground.

Everyone in the carriage was startled by the sound, and they looked at each other in disbelief, when they saw a little black trace suddenly appear in the thick white fog.

"God look, what is that?" Xingzi cried out, grabbed Sister Chen's sleeve, and pointed in the air.

The black shadow quickly approached, and the outline quickly became clear——

It was an entire dilapidated and old mansion, along with the land on which it was rooted.

Boom-

With a loud bang, the house suddenly fell in front of everyone, taking root in this wasteland.

What is "if you can't walk, let it come", that's it

Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen and Xingzi in the carriage were stunned. They never thought they could have such a powerful way of relocation. They even forgot to close their chins.

At the moment of landing, everyone could even hear screams in a room in the courtyard. and...

"Nerd." Xue Xian suddenly said, staring at a thin figure sticking to the gate of the house, pulling the knocker tightly, and mocking: "Are you going to be a painting for someone?"

The thin figure was none other than Jiang Shining, who was dug out from Xue Xian's pocket.

He couldn't get him to sit in the carriage and wait for news from his sister. Xue Xian guessed right, he did flip over Xue Xian while he was in the chaos, followed Xuan Min into the barren village, and followed Xuan Min to find where his sister and brother-in-law were. It's just that he is different from Xuan Min. Xuan Min is a human, so he can't approach the house, and he is a ghost, so he didn't bother to walk to the gate of the house. It's just that before he could enter the door, the whole house was savagely brought to the front by Xuan Min...

Before he could turn back into paper, he came face-to-face with Uncle Chen, Sister Chen and Xingzi in the car.

"God...Jiang... Young Master Jiang?" Uncle Chen opened his mouth and stammered: "You, you didn't...you still..."

He wanted to say "Aren't you dead?", but the word "dead" was too bad to say. He wanted to say "Are you still alive?", but it was also awkward to hear, so he still couldn't say it, and in the end it seemed extraordinarily incoherent.

Xiaozi grabbed Sister Chen's arm and said with red eyes, "I knew it! I knew I was right! I really saw Young Master Jiang knocking on the door... But, Young Master you..."

Jiang Shining met their suspicious gazes, cupped her hands, and said, "Knocking on the door was too abrupt and scared Miss Xingzi."

"Then you are now..."

"Ashamed, there is only one wild ghost." Jiang Shining smiled bitterly, and then said: "Uncle Chen, Sister Chen, long time no see, thank you for remembering."

As soon as the word "wild ghost" was heard, the people in the carriage fell silent, not knowing what to say for a while, and this situation wasn't a good time to catch up.

"Xu's house..." Xue Xian read aloud while looking at the plaque hanging on the door of the house.

"Xu?" Uncle Chen said suddenly, "Isn't this the mansion of that Xu Dashan?"

"Xu Dashan?" Xue Xian asked, "Who is that?"

Uncle Chen explained: "In this Wen village, most of the people are surnamed Wen, and only less than ten households moved in later, and one of them was a merchant surnamed Xu. It is said that he was a cloth merchant in the early years. He owns a cloth village, and has saved a lot of money for decades. Later, something happened to his family, so he sold the cloth village and moved with his wife and children to Wen Village, where his wife's parents lived, where he lived for 15 years. It has been six years. He is a kind-hearted man, and he is not poor in money. People in this village have been favored by him to some extent, so they are used to calling him Xu Dashan.”

Hearing this, Xue Xian was about to slam the door's hand, and then changed his sleeves. A gust of wind rose in response, just right through the crack of the rusted door hoop, and pushed the mottled door open.

The wooden door creaked, the sound was old and old, and suddenly there was a burst of exclamations from the east room, which seemed to be frightened.

At the moment when the door opened, a figure in the hall who was about to open the east room door stopped his movements. He raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, as if he couldn't stand the insignificant projection from the door. skylight.

The little light could not even illuminate the person's appearance, only a rather vague outline was drawn - the man's shoulders were no longer straight, and he seemed to be aged, at least in his fifties Now, he is of medium height. When standing, his legs and feet do not seem to be very strong, and his knees are not tense and slightly bent.

It took him a while to get used to the light, put down his hands, and asked in the darkness, "Why are several guests standing in front of my house, what's the matter? Xu is celebrating his birthday today. , the visitor is a guest, if you don’t dislike it, you might as well come in and have a glass of water and wine.”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was really Xu Dashan.

Not waiting for them to react, then Xu Dashan said again: "No, there are old friends who are thinking about it, and they come from thousands of miles to add to the fun. They are one of the most famous troupes in Anqing. You can stay for a while longer and have a good time, every time they come back, our Wen Village is very lively, no one doesn't like it."

Theatrical troupe?

Xue Xian and Xuan Min looked at each other, almost simultaneously thinking of the group they met on the road earlier. But before they could think about it, the scene in front of them changed——

Ren Xu Dashan's remarks seemed to suddenly open a certain door, red lanterns were suddenly lit up in the dilapidated Xu house, and the entire deserted village suddenly heard human voices, and hundreds of figures appeared from the thick fog , is walking towards this side, shadows are everywhere, and Wu Yayao can hardly see his head.

At the same time, at the end of the mountain road not far away, Dada's hooves sounded from far to near, heading towards the deserted village.