Copper Coins Chapter 55: Old drums (2)

Xue Xian took care of his clothes. Seeing that Xuanmin had not moved for a while, he couldn't help turning his head and urging: "Why are you still stunned?"

Who knew Xuanmin was holding the injured hand and asked him, "Do you know the effect of dragon saliva?"

His expression was still calm, but his tone was a little weird, as if his emotions were quite complicated. The corner of Xue Xian's mouth twitched, thinking that you, a bald donkey, really can't open a pot without lifting it! The previous self-persuasion didn't work anymore, it's really... not a good thing to think about what you've done when you change back to the human form.

Hehe.

Xue Xian's face was paralyzed, and he had to make a three-point reasoning: "What should I do to understand the specific effect of my own body?"

"It's enough to know that it's almost useful. I don't want to cut myself into the medicine, right? Am I crazy?" He snorted, glanced at Xuanmin, and turned his head back , his fingers tapped impatiently on the armrest of the chair twice, and said, "I'll treat you a wound, just don't say thank you, there's so much nonsense, let's go!"

His original intention was to make a bluff. Regardless of the content, it was enough that the tone was particularly reasonable and refuted, at least to make Xuan Min not think about "licking the wound" or something like that.

As expected, he secretly tilted his head and glanced at Xuan Min from the corner of his eye, and saw that he shook his head, put down his injured hand, and said helplessly: "Let's go." Obviously, he did not intend to continue talking about this topic. .

Xue Xian was very satisfied.

The two quickly returned to Xu Dashan's house. They bypassed the main entrance and entered the house quietly from the side.

The front hall, which originally received visitors, is now gone, and the chatter and laughter are vaguely heard from the back hall, still blurred as if separated by a thick layer of fog.

"You are finally back..." As soon as Xue Xian and the others entered the door of the East Room, Jiang Shining let out a long breath.

After all, as soon as these two ancestors left, there would be no reliable people left in the house. If Xu Dashan and the others suddenly turned sexual and went mad, they would not be able to stop them.

"Why are you looking so frightened?" Xue Xian mocked him angrily, "If you don't go out to show off, then Xu Dashan will naturally not come in, unless he happens to come to the east room to get it. stuff."

As soon as I heard this, the people in the room were a little curious. Jiang Shining questioned: "If we don't go out, he won't come in? By the way, just now I vaguely heard a call for friends and companions outside the door. It seems to be calling for wine and tea. The voice should go back, as if I really don't remember anyone in the east room."

Xue Xian waved his hand: "I wouldn't remember..."

Earthbound spirits aren't alive after all, they're only impressed by the faces and things they keep repeating, but they're rather sluggish at the sudden intrusion of outsiders. Just like Xu Dashan and the others, when they saw Xue Xian and his party, they would chat normally, even making people feel that it was difficult to show their hospitality. But if they couldn't see Xue Xian and his party, they wouldn't remember it for a while, and they would unknowingly forget the existence of outsiders.

So before they stayed in the east room for so long, no one came to greet the people in the room, but as soon as they left the room, Xu Dashan's enthusiasm came up.

"So it is." The scar-faced man and the others also looked like they were suddenly enlightened.

He was about to say something, but Xue Xian pointed at him: "Don't worry, it's none of your business. The outsiders here only refer to us. You come every year, from the time when Xu Dashan was alive to when he stopped. For those people in the back hall, you are in the middle, not outsiders. They just forgot about you for a while, and they should come to find you soon."

While these words were said, there was a faint voice coming from the back hall, getting closer and closer to the East Room...

"What about Deliang and the others? Look at my memory, I forgot to say hello to an old friend. It's a sin..." Xu Dashan didn't know who he was talking to. After two sentences, the voice had already reached the door.

Tuk Tuk Tuk-

The people in the room were startled.

"Deliang, are you inside?" Xu Dashan's voice was across the door, "The banquet is already set, and there are vacant seats for you—"

Squeak-

The old door makes a sour noise even with the slightest movement.

"I'm here!" The scar-faced man and the others turned around before the door was pushed open, the old and the young gathered in a pile, just blocking the vision of Xu Dashan who was outside the door, "Have a rest here, let's go. ."

From the perspective of everyone, only their backs can be seen. Xu Dashan's cheerful voice came over, "Walking, walking for so long, are you hungry? Come on—"

The scar-faced man gave a deep laugh and responded. Then, everyone in the troupe went out one by one, and went to the back hall under the greeting of Xu Dashan.

The Scarface man kept holding the door and was the last one. Before he left the east room, he slightly tilted his head and rushed into the room: "You guys should leave while you are at this time. We can't help you if you sing in the evening. It will be difficult to leave."

Xue Xian had such a plan in the first place. Now that the scar-faced man and the others have taken the initiative to lure Xu Dashan away, it is naturally the best.

Everyone in the room stood up one after another, only the beggar with a broken hand hesitated.

"Aren't we supposed to save people?" Jiang Shijing pointed to the fainted second child on the bed, "Take us back to the pharmacy, be careful, use your clothes to cover the wounds."

The beggars glanced at each other, and they responded without hesitation. They hurriedly wrapped the three people who had the rash, and followed behind the crowd.

Xuan Min pushed Xue Xian's two-wheeler, and when he strode out, the scarred-faced man who had already left the door looked back and asked, "I can see that the two of you are capable people. , I can feel some movement and changes in Wen Village just now..."

He glanced at the door leading to the back hall, and it seemed like a few years had passed, listening to those long deceased chatting and laughing. After a moment of silence, he turned back to look at Xuan Min, "Excuse me to ask, are they about to dissipate?"

Xuanmin gave a "hmm" and said lightly: "The formation that disturbed the atmosphere has been broken, and the Earthbound Spirit will naturally not be trapped here anymore."

"It can last for half a day at most, and it will be almost at night." Xue Xian added, looking at the sky outside the hall.

Those earth-bound spirits are a hidden danger to Jiang Shining and other foreigners. How far away they can be, no matter how warm and harmless they are, they can't get close, and they can only exchange feelings or regrets. But it is different for the scar-faced men and the others. They are relatives and neighbors they have known each other since childhood. Every face, walking appearance, chatting and laughing gesture can evoke a string of past memories...

The scarred-faced man nodded with a complicated expression. After a while, he nodded again and said in a low voice, "Alright."

……

On the way back, Xue Xian was very honest, he didn't recruit Tianlei*, he didn't change into a real dragon, and he didn't even send the carriage to the sky. The only thing that moved was to expand the inside of the carriage, which attracted the wind, and stuck to the horse's **** all the way, which accelerated the speed of the carriage a lot.

Jiang Shining was very uncomfortable with Xue Xian, who was not a demon. He kept looking at him along the way, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What are you thinking about seriously?"

Xue Xian glanced at him, then glanced at him again, hesitantly, and muttered, "Yes, you can barely count as half a doctor..."

Jiang Shining: "..." Can you say something nice?

Seeing Jiang Shining turned his head away, Xue Xian pulled him closer and said, "Let me ask you, do you know what the role of dragon saliva is?"

Jiang Shining gave him a strange look, as if looking at a pervert.

"Tsk—what's your expression? I want to ask you something." Xue Xian said impatiently.

"No, I just think it's a matter of one-stop asking others about the role of dragon saliva. It's a bit... difficult to describe." Jiang Shining said slowly, "You don't know?"

Xue Xian rolled his eyes at him, "If you have nothing to do, you will study whether your eyeballs can be used as medicine. Does it have any effect? ​​Anyway, it has no effect on me."

"It's true..." Jiang Shining nodded and muttered.

"Forget about other things, if you try it twice on someone else, you can almost get a rough idea. Where can I try dragon saliva!"

Jiang Shining glanced at him and said after deliberation: "It's better not to try..."

"Why?"

"Although I haven't seen anyone using it myself, but I have heard rumors about it, the dragon salivation thing..." Jiang Shining had also lowered his voice before, but after chatting a few words, his voice was involuntary and inconvenient. back to normal. As a result, just as he started his sentence, he was interrupted by a hand that suddenly reached out.

He looked blankly at Xuan Min, who suddenly put his string of copper coins into Xue Xian's hand, slapped a paper talisman on Xue Xian's forehead, turned his chair with him, and turned his back. Facing Jiang Shining, then quietly glanced at Jiang Shining.

"Although I don't know what I said is wrong, since the master sees me like this, then I must be wrong." Jiang Shining muttered to himself in his heart, Chong Xuanmin smiled dryly, and closed it silently. Mouth, turned to look outside the curtain.

Xue Xian: "...You wait, bald donkey, I'll beat you to death if you take off this piece of paper." Do you know that half of what you say can be suffocated to death?

Unfortunately, this piece of paper will last forever.

Until he entered Fang's house and settled down in one of the wing rooms, Xue Xian could not move.

Xuanmin chose a corner for him that was said to have "a good spiritual energy and suitable for recuperation". Fortunately, this time the bald donkey showed mercy and did not let him face the corner again...

But facing the door is just as humiliating, isn't it? Um?

Xue Xian was still stunned.

When he and Xuan Min went to dig the keel before, Jiang Shining explained the ins and outs to his sister-in-law. Jiang Shijing also knew that he needed a drop of his own blood to send his parents on the road well, but the ghosts in the blue sky and the day were not suitable to show up, and they would be overwhelmed. Have to wait for sunset.

No matter what, the matter of parents is a big deal to her. So, as soon as the sun pressed down on the mountain, she and Jiang Shining came to find Xuanmin.

The sky was dark, and in the evening, the lights in the room were already lit.

Xue Xian was sitting in a corner with his eyes closed. He was plucking copper coins and quietly nourishing his muscles and bones. The oily yellow light cast a gentle light and shadow on him, making his always pale skin a little warmer.

As soon as sister and brother Jiang Shining entered the room, they subconsciously relaxed their movements. Fortunately, Xuan Min had a neat and tidy temperament.

He took out a cloth bag from the hidden pocket at his waist, unfolded it, took out a silver needle with the right thickness, and handed it to Jiang Shijing, "Take three drops of Laogong blood."

Jiang Shijing took the silver needle, baked it slightly on the light, and then simply stabbed it at the Laogong acupoint in the palm of his hand, and then handed the silver needle back to Xuan Min.

"Drop here." Xuan Min pointed out three places on the medical bell, "From west to east."

Jiang Shijing held his breath and quietly squeezed a drop of blood in three places.

I saw the blood drop on the silver medical bell suddenly moved and swam away on its own. When wandering to certain positions, the entire medical bell would suddenly vibrate slightly, as if experiencing some kind of torment and shock. Hearing the soft sound of each other, Jiang Shining's sister and brother looked worried.

It wasn't until these three drops of blood that the entire medical bell's ravines and ravines were gone, and then it fell on the table along the edge of the medical bell.

Xuan Min took the pen with his clean hands, wrote the names of the Jiang family on a piece of yellow paper, folded the yellow paper three times and pressed it on the medical bell, lighting the fire.

He borrowed the fire of this yellow paper to burn the end of a long incense, and the curling green smoke spreads in the room with a unique fragrance, which makes people feel calm.

Until the long incense burnt to the end, no one in the house said a word, only Xuan Min whispered a heavy scripture.

Ding——

The silver doctor bell rang suddenly, and the lingering sound echoed, and the Jiang family's siblings were heard for a while.

Ding——

Again...

"Is...is it my parents?" When Jiang Shijing asked this, tears already fell on the table.

Xuan Min calmly said: "They have been trapped for too long, and they can no longer show their bodies. They can only communicate with you through audio and say goodbye to you."

Clean hands, calligraphy, burning incense, chanting scriptures, and sending the deceased to life.

Jiang's siblings stared blankly at the medical bell. Although they couldn't see the appearance of their parents, they were still reluctant to blink...

Sitting in the corner, Xue Xian silently opened his eyes. He looked at a certain point in the void in front of the table, and closed his eyes instead of nodding. It was more than ten years later, and he thanked the friendly couple in person. ——

The medicine applied to the wound is very effective, and the copper stove for hand drying is also very warm. Thank you and go.

In the courtyard of Xu's house in Wen Village, Huadan Xiaosheng sang babble, with a gentle tone, and the gongs and leather drums were just in harmony: "Don't let the bright moon go down the mountainside, from now on..."

The same play has been sung from many years ago to many years later, but no one is bored. People in the courtyard still love to hear this word and see this style.

Old people, old houses, and old theaters, it seems that these ten years have never flown by, and there is no difference between Yin and Yang.

Ren Xu Dashan was sitting at the table, sipping tea, watching those clutches on the stage come together and dispersing, lightly tapping his fingers on the table, and sang slowly with those flicks. After tasting it for a long time, he suddenly said warmly, "Deliang, hard work..."

Scarface is the head of the class and doesn't need to be on stage. He and Xu Dashan were sitting at a table, and when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but when he turned his head, he saw Xu Dashan smiled at him, and the smile had many meanings, as if... He already knew that the deserted village was no longer, the old People are deceased in general.

The scarred-faced man was silent for a while, then picked up his untouched cup of tea on the table, raised it to Xu Dashan, took a sip, and said, "Next year, we might not be able to come."

His expression also has many meanings, quite similar to Xu Dashan.

After drinking a cup of tea, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had made a tacit farewell after rushing to a life-and-death appointment.

It's time for you to go, so do I...

The sky was getting dark, and the mist that lingered in the deserted village all year round was slowly dispersing.

"Don't let the bright moon go down the mountainside. From now on, the moon will not be dark, and people will not grow old. One day in a hundred years is now the night..."[1]

You come to listen, and I will sing, a promise of a thousand dollars, regardless of life or death.