"Cut, use medicine and use medicine, so what's the point? What's wrong? Do you still want the Buddha to reward you? Jinghai scoffed.

Seeing that Fang Qi's old face was red, I also reacted.

His trick of 'tricking gophers' was not uncommon in the market in the early years.

Those who sell rat medicine can almost do this trick, not only allowing the rats to run into the trap set by themselves, but also commanding them like their own sons, which can be described as 'miraculous'.

I noticed just now that Fang Qi had a mouth wiping movement before opening his pocket, and his cheeks moved twice, as if he was chewing something.

In retrospect, he must have chewed the secret pill and put the saliva mixed medicine in his pocket to attract the nearby rats.

It can't be said that the trick is worthless, at least he can't deserve the rat poison that can make rats fascinated when they smell it.

"Hey, hey, I...... I'm used to setting up stalls, and this is also an occupational disease. ”

Being ruthlessly exposed by Jinghai's trick, Fang Qiqi was a little surprised, scratched his head, put his hand down, and spread it out in front of me, but there were two more wax pills the size of peanuts in his palm: "This is the rat poison I matched, and if you chew it, you can attract the little foot immortal." On this cold day, there are not many small-footed immortals nearby. Or...... Give these two pills to your brother, and you will go and grab some by yourself? ”

"That's enough, one is enough." Jinghai rolled his eyelids, couldn't help laughing, raised his chin at me and said, "If someone gives it, you can take it." Maybe in the future, you will run out of food, and you can still perform on the street and make two rewards. ”

Before he could finish speaking, I had already taken the wax pills.

Although I don't know what to use it for, everyone has curiosity, not to mention that the secret medicine prepared by this expert is definitely unavoidable for ordinary people.

At this time, Jinghai looked up at the sky, and when his eyes turned, he landed on a small dry cypress tree, and said to me: "We don't want other people's things for nothing, you go and break off the slightly dead branches at the top of the tree and give them to him." ”

I nodded secretly, this old girl is pragmatic and pragmatic, but she is not unparticular at all.

I broke off the branch and handed it to Fang Qiqi with a smile.

Fang Qiqi was stunned and asked, "What's the use of you giving me this?" ”

I said, "Yin and Yang are mutually reinforcing, and no matter how heavy the Yin Qi is, there will be Yang Qi." This cypress tree is supposed to have gathered the yang energy in the cemetery, but when the yin sedan chair passed here, it sucked away its yang energy, so it withered. ”

Jing Hai said: "Since the yin sedan chair is wandering nearby, I can't say that it will find you sooner or later, and the yin sedan chair will come to the door, which is what you can guard against." If you go back and stick this cypress branch at the door, the yin sedan chair will think that it has already absorbed your yang energy, and it will not find you again. Okay, there's nothing for you here, you can go back. As for the sedan chair, you just don't think about it, we'll take care of it. ”

Fang Qiqi figured out the reason, thanked me repeatedly, handed me the bag containing the mouse, and walked away with the cypress branches.

Jing Hai looked at his back until he couldn't see it, then he turned his face and said faintly: "Although this person is mediocre, he is not a man." ”

I just nodded in agreement, but the old monk said in a dark voice:

"He has lived with his dead ghost wife for fifteen years, and although he is not a yin body, he is contaminated with too much yin qi, so just drinking grain water can see things that ordinary people can't see. You protect him from being hurt by the sedan chair now, and usually help him more, and when necessary, he should still be useful to you. ”

"Alright, you can tell me what to do next." The little affection I had for the old girl just now was all lost by his words.

This old bald donkey, it seems that in his opinion, there is nothing between people except what they can and cannot use.

Jinghai also saw that I was impatient, pursed my lips, and said, "You shake the bag vigorously, shake the rats in it out, and then release them." When the time comes, you will follow wherever they go. ”

I really didn't bother to ask this old girl, so I grabbed my pocket and shook it vigorously for a while, and poured out the mouse in my pocket with my backhand.

The rat was shaken, but as soon as it landed, it still wanted to escape with the instinct of survival.

Seeing that several mice were staggering and running in the same direction, I hurriedly followed.

Coming to the last corner of the cemetery, Jing Hai suddenly pointed to a tombstone, "It's here!" ”

I glanced at him, and when I got to the tombstone, I saw a few rats desperately burrowing down the back of the tombstone.

"Don't look at them, they're useless."

Jing Hai pointed to the tombstone and said, "Open it." ”

Looking in the direction of his finger, I suddenly smacked my teeth.

The tombstone is covered with a stone slab, and as long as you don't have a lack of eyes, you know what it is.

That's the fucking one who put the ashes of the dead!

"Do you have a bottom line?" I was annoyed, "You want me to dig a grave? ”

Jinghai glanced at me, "What are you anxious about?" Don't you see, whose grave is it? ”

I was stunned for a moment, and when I saw the words on the tombstone, I couldn't help but be stunned again.

Why does the name "Xu Ruizhi ......" seem to have been heard somewhere?

Jing Hai rolled his eyelids and said vaguely: "One day, if the Xu family has a queen, he will be a man, and he will be called Xu Fu'an; If it's a girl, it's called ......"

I was thrilled.

No wonder I feel that this name is familiar, Xu Ruizhi ...... Isn't it the name mentioned in the first of the three 'family letters' left by my grandfather?

"Digging your own grave isn't a lack of virtue, is it?" Jing Hai squinted at me, "I really admire your old lady for being able to arrange it so far." If there is still one person in the world who can fight with the Buddha, it is estimated that he is the only one. ”

My mind was in a mess, and I didn't think much about it, so I immediately pried open the stone slab, but inside was a white porcelain ash jar.

As soon as I held the jar in my hand, it felt wrong.

Except for the weight of the jar itself, there was nothing in it.

That's right, I'm the male of the Xu family, and there is no Xu Ruizhi in the world, so how can there be ashes?

Jing Hai looked left and right, and whispered, "It's not too early, quickly restore the slate to its original state, let's leave first!" ”

Walking out of the cemetery, Jinghai seemed to sigh, "Hey, it's finally going better than expected." ”

Then he snorted again, and said a little proudly: "Everything is done early, not late." Oh, I'm afraid that the old boy who hid this thing would never have thought that the thing would fall into your hands so early. ”

I was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "What should I do now?" ”

I can't just run around with a columbarium in my arms, can I?

Jing Hai smiled: "You all said that this is the urn, do you think, apart from the cemetery, where else has the most ashes?" ”

I was stunned, and followed his evil gaze, and across the moat, I saw a familiar figure unloading the door panel in a shop on the corner of the street on the opposite bank.

"Dabao!"