Yin Yang Luban Mantra

"Who would have guessed that the reason we first came to Shanghang Art School was to find my master's soul?"

On the No. 18 bus, Yan Shouyi opened the window, allowing the heat wave outside the window to mess up his newly grown bangs.

After settling the matter of the Shanghang Art School, Yan Shouyi rushed to the suburbs of the city to find Lao Jin for medicine.

Because in the morning he obviously noticed that Lin Zitong's face was a little pale, presumably because of the injury he suffered from being attacked by the little ghosts of the Bai family that night, and he still didn't know it clearly.

Long Feicheng sat beside him, talking non-stop.

In the good show in the morning, Wan Ninghong and Dong Xi were directly arrested, and the Huang Song case and the girls' dormitory case could be regarded as a complete end.

In Long Feicheng's eyes, he thought himself and Yan Shouyi were great heroes.

It's just that not many people know it.

"As the saying goes, there is a god standing three feet above the head, and the deeds of Dong Xi and the others are seen by the heavenly master." Yan Shouyi said lightly.

Long Feicheng shook his head: "Brother Yan, you are handsome and you are right in everything you say, but I don't quite agree with what you said just now."

"Oh? Why don't you agree?"

Yan Shou turned his head and thought about it for a while, this sentence was often said by his father before.

Yan Shouyi, who lived with his father and grandfather since he was a child, naturally accepted their ideas, and sometimes he didn't seriously think about whether everything his father and grandfather said was right.

Longfei City said:

"As the saying goes, good people have good rewards. Huang Song is a good person, right? The girl killed by Dong Xi is not a bad person at least, but where is their good reward? Huang Shihui was even misunderstood as wanting to extort money Liar, if it weren't for us, these grievances would not be solved... I think we are the heroes, the sky is a fart, if the sky has eyes, a bastard like Dong Xi shouldn't be born."

After hearing Long Feicheng's words, Yan Shouyi was silent for a while.

Seeing that Yan Shouyi didn't speak, Long Feicheng thought he had persuaded Yan Shouyi, and couldn't help feeling a little ecstatic.

Just at this time, an old man sitting in front of them suddenly turned his head, smiled and said to Long Feicheng:

"Little friend, what you said is right, but it's not right. Everything in this world has its own laws of operation. All the sufferings in this life are all sins committed in the previous life. Some people are good people in this life, but they may not be good in the next life." They are good people, some people are bad people in this life, and may not be bad people in the previous life. Although the old man does not know what you have experienced, but when it comes to the cycle of cause and effect, the old man still understands a thing or two."

"Absurd, old man, what you said is absurd! How do we know about the past life!" Long Feicheng said dissatisfied.

Yan Shou raised his head and looked at the old man in the front row. The old man was only wearing a very ordinary striped T-shirt. Still very energetic.

What made Yan Shouyi more concerned was the dry bong in the old man's hand. The dry bong was simple in shape, the whole body was brownish reddish, and there were exquisite carvings on it, which were made of high-quality purple bamboo. The cigarette holder was even more carved with emeralds. , the cost of this cigarette alone is already expensive.

And in the most conspicuous position of the dry pipe, there is a simple but lifelike ox engraved.

Seeing that Yan Shouyi was staring at the bong, the old man asked, "Young man, why are you staring at my bong? Could it be that you are addicted to smoking?"

Yan Shou came back to his senses, smiled shyly, shook his head and said, "I don't smoke dry tobacco, it is too strong and hurts my body."

The old man was choked a little out of breath by Yan Shouyi's answer, Long Feicheng hurriedly slapped him, and said helplessly:

"Brother Yan, don't speak so bluntly, you will make the old man angry."

"Cough cough, the old man is fine, cough cough cough cough cough."

The old man coughed and stood for two times, and finally recovered, his little face turned black.

As soon as Yan Shou felt ashamed, he took advantage of the old man's inattention and tapped the back of his hand a few times. The old man's breathing became much easier and his complexion looked better.

"Hey, how am I doing?" The old man was quite surprised, but he didn't expect that it was Yan Shouyi's help.

Yan Shouyi said: "Old man, to be honest, I know the dry bong in your hand."

"you recognize?"

The old man showed surprise, then shook his head with a smile: "Young man, don't brag, this pipe gun has been with me for decades, I always carry it with me, and I haven't seen you before, how do you know it? "

"Because, this dry bong was made by my grandfather."

"What?! You...you say it again?"

Yan Shouyi patiently pointed to the yellow ox logo on the dry bong and said, "Everything my grandfather makes always leaves a yellow ox logo on it. This kind of logo is unique, so I recognized it at a glance."

The old man's face was gradually shocked, and he held Yan Shouyi's hand in disbelief: "You, are you the grandson of Master Yan?"

When meeting an old man in a foreign country, Yan Shouyi still felt a little cordial. Even though he didn't know the old man, thinking of the old man's friendship with his grandfather, Yan Shou also felt a kind of intimacy with the old man.

"40 years ago, when I was struggling in Sichuan and Chongqing, it was your grandfather who guided me to Jianzhou to develop my family business! Hey, so many years have passed, I didn't expect to meet again His grandson, this is fate! Fate!...Young man, where is your grandfather now? How is he? Is it convenient for me to visit him?"

The old man pulled Yan Shouyi and talked for a long time in one breath. It could be felt that the old man had deep feelings for Yan Shouyi's grandfather.

Yan Shouyi smiled and replied: "Grandpa, an old man, passed away not long ago."

"This……"

The old man's eyes suddenly showed sadness, as if lost, he couldn't help sighing: "Time flies, and the dead are like this... Hey. I don't know where your grandfather is buried. Can the old man go to pay homage?"

"Grandpa, he traveled all over the world all his life, and he didn't want to stay in one corner after death. He specifically told me to scatter his ashes into the rivers. Therefore, he has no monument or tomb, and he is still in the four seas."

Speaking of his grandfather, Yan Shouyi was also full of longing. After all, he followed his grandfather all over the world since he was a child.

How can the feelings in this be described in words?

It is precisely because of the deep affection that Yan Shouyi will smile every time he mentions his grandfather, even if he has passed away.

"Your grandfather is really a great man." The old man sighed again.

He paused and said, "Young man, I don't know your name? Do you settle down in Rongcheng now? If possible, I would like to invite you to the humble house to repay your grandfather's kindness to me back then."

"I'm Yan Shouyi, and I'll die after I've been there. Old man, you can just call me Xiao Yan," Yan Shouyi said, "As for repaying favors, my grandfather has always done things without asking for anything in return, so there is no need to mention the matter of repaying favors. I would be more than happy to be a guest at your house, old man, for a meal!"

"Hahaha, how dare you!" The old man immediately took out a note from his chest pocket and wrote down his home address on it.

"Three days later, when the sun sets, the old man will wait for you at home!"

As soon as Yan Shou took the note and took a look, he didn't know where it was, only knew that it was in Rongcheng, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.

The old man didn't ask Yan Shouyi for the contact information, so he must have believed in the fate between the two. If there is a fate to meet again, there is no need for the contact information. If there is no fate, it is useless to leave the contact information.

Soon, Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng got off at the station, and the old man left on the bus.

After getting out of the car, Long Feicheng muttered: "Brother Yan, is this the way you cultural people communicate? It feels like I can't get in the way!"

Not being able to get in his mouth made Long Feicheng feel very frustrated...

Yan Shouyi comforted: "It's just a small episode, it's more important to find Lao Jin to get the medicine."

Long Feicheng felt reasonable after thinking about it: "That's right, the old man still takes the bus at an old age, so he must not be doing well..."