Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Once the decision to leave was made, Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi immediately started preparations.

Although the people in the Miao Village were not reconciled, they couldn't stop Xia Jingsheng, and the two sides lived in peace.

One day before leaving, Peng Tian suddenly sent someone to invite Xia Jingsheng.

When Xia Jingsheng came to Peng Tian's room, he only felt that the furnishings in the house were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

Peng Tian only wore a simple and elegant bun today, and he was also dressed very plainly.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng, she smiled calmly: "Sit down."

Tea was boiling on the small stove, and it was bubbling.

The tea in Pengtian's room is wolfberry tea, which tastes sweet. Xia Jingsheng took a sip and instantly understood where this familiar feeling came from.

When she was a child at home, Peng Yue always liked to make wolfberry tea, and the furnishings in Peng Tian's room were very similar to those in Peng Yue's boudoir.

"Are you still used to drinking?" Peng Tian asked with a smile.

Xia Jingsheng couldn't figure out Peng Tian's intentions, and he didn't have the mood to recall the past. He put down his teacup and said seriously, "If you have something to say, just speak up."

"It's really the same temperament as your mother." Peng Tian shook his head and said, "I don't spare even half of my affection."

Xia Jingsheng drank his tea in silence, not intending to answer.

Peng Tian sighed softly, and said directly: "How did your mother die back then?"

Xia Jingsheng was stunned by Peng Tian's question.

In an instant, Xia Jingsheng became alert and looked at Peng Tian with vigilance: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to tell you that no matter what the official cause of your mother's death is recorded in the dossier, it is all false." Peng Tian's words contained an astonishing amount of information.

"How do you know it's fake?" Xia Jingsheng wouldn't believe what Peng Tian said if it was empty words.

It's just that when I checked the book of life and death in the underworld that day, Peng Yue's cause of death was indeed strange.

If it was just an ordinary car accident, there should be no record in the book of life and death.

"This is the curse that has been borne by Aunt Miao in the past," Peng Tian said.

"Curse?" Xia Jingsheng only felt that there were countless mysteries hidden in this small Miao Village.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

"Jing Sheng." Peng Tian said suddenly, "We are blood relatives, if I have a choice, I don't want to force you to do something you don't want to do."

"Only a very few people in the village know about Miao Gu's curse. Once she becomes the person everyone expects, she has no right to let go of her burden. If Miao Gu refuses to stay in the village and take on the mission, she will definitely be young. Died an untimely death."

"What?!" Xia Jingsheng clenched his hands for an instant.

After a while, he calmed down, and said with a stern expression: "I don't believe it, you really made up all kinds of lies to persuade me to stay."

After hearing this, Peng Tian was not angry. She refilled Xia Jingsheng's tea leisurely: "What I'm telling is the truth, believe it or not."

"These days, I have also sent people to inquire. Your mother was hit by a car and died, and you have earned your reputation as the lone star of the evil spirit. I am right."

It was indeed not bad at all, but Peng Tian added: "Actually, your mother knew that her time was approaching."

Peng Yue had known for a long time that her time was approaching, but she arranged the whole thing like an accident.

Xia Jingsheng's heart trembled, and he raised his voice: "I don't believe it!"

"Think about it carefully, after your mother left, were you sent to another village to formally learn Taoism from a teacher?" "And all these years, has anyone mentioned your mother's identity to you?"

No, all these years, Xia Jingsheng always thought that Peng Yue was just an ordinary girl from the Han family, and this forged identity could be called invulnerable.

If Xia Jingsheng hadn't come to Guicheng by accident, he might never have anything to do with the Black Miao Village in his life.

If Xia Jingsheng hadn't set foot in the Black Miao village, he would have gone through life, old age, sickness and death like ordinary people, and would not have faced any catastrophes, Miao aunts, or forbidden drugs at all.

"Your mother doesn't want you to follow her old path, but Jing Sheng, you're still here..." Peng Tian sighed, "This is your fate."

Xia Jingsheng understood that if he chooses not to stay today, if he doesn't take on this important role, he may die unexpectedly in the future.

The curse is like a sharp sword hanging over his head, it may fall at any time.

"I heard that you are very good at fortune-telling, so have you ever thought about what is fate?"

Xia Jingsheng was silent.

Of course he knows what fate is. Since he was a child, he has been said to be the lone star of the gods. The fate of this disgusting person has been following him. be human.

"Your mother didn't believe in fate back then, which led to such a tragedy." After Peng Tian finished speaking, he looked at Xia Jingsheng quietly.

Xia Jingsheng was silent for a while, then said, "I understand what you mean, but I still choose...to leave."

Peng Tian said in amazement: "What?!"

She didn't believe that someone still chose to leave even though they knew the ending.

"Maybe one day, when the curse comes, I will die unexpectedly, but that is better than living like a walking dead every day."

Xia Jingsheng's expression was stern, and there was a determination in his eyes that Peng Tian couldn't understand.

After a long time, she took a deep breath: "Like a mother, like a son, that's what your mother said back then."

Peng Tian still remembers that Peng Yue swung the basket containing wheat ears onto her back, put her hips on her hips and said with a smile, "Give me freedom, or give me death."

At that time, Peng Tian didn't understand the meaning of these six words. She didn't finally understand until the news of Peng Yue's escape came.

Peng Yue went to pursue freedom.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Peng Tian closed his eyes and said.

"I'm afraid..." Xia Jingsheng should be very calm, "I haven't lived enough, I have a true love, and I want to go on with him for a long time, and now I cherish my life very much."

"Then why...don't you stay?" Peng Tian was confused.

"I want to live, but I don't want to live in vain." Xia Jingsheng said with a smile, "If I stay, every day will be like a steal."

"But..." Peng Tian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xia Jingsheng.

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me any more."

After speaking, Xia Jingsheng left without waiting for Peng Tian to speak.

Left Peng Tian alone, sitting in the empty room lost in thought.

Xia Jingsheng walked resolutely, but his heart was not peaceful.

He has a sense of powerlessness after being played by fate. No wonder some people say, don’t be obsessed with the truth behind the incident. Sometimes you will be much happier if you are kept in the dark.

Sun Wenxi found Xia Jingsheng who was sitting alone by the stream. Seeing Xia Jingsheng staring at the stream in a daze, he raised his hand and threw a small stone into the stream.

A ripple appeared on the surface of the stream, Sun Wenxi smiled and said, "What did Peng Tian say?"

Hearing Sun Wenxi's soft voice, Xia Jingsheng's heart throbbed.

He tried his best to put aside the miscellaneous thoughts, and squeezed a smile on his face: "It's just an ordinary retention."

Sun Wenxi already possessed the "Xia Jingsheng Brand" emotional radar, and when Xia Jingsheng spoke, he sensed that something was wrong.

"What? What happened?" Sun Wenxi sat down beside Xia Jingsheng.

"It's okay." Xia Jingsheng denied again, his fingertips felt weak, but he still held the corner of the clothes tightly.

Xu felt that such an answer was too blunt, Xia Jingsheng added, "I'm not used to the tea in Peng Tian's room."

Sun Wenxi smiled, then changed the subject: "What tea?"

The two of them talked one after another, and the topics were irrelevant.

Xia Jingsheng suddenly looked at Sun Wenxi solemnly: "Wenxi, if one day I leave, what will you do?"

Sun Wenxi hugged him and patted Xia Jingsheng on the head: "Here, what do you think about every day?"

"With me here, where do you want to go? If you leave, I will chase you to the ends of the earth, and I will chase you back." After Sun Wenxi finished speaking, she gently kissed Xia Jingsheng's hair.

Xia Jingsheng opened his mouth, and the word "death" suddenly became extremely difficult to open his mouth.

Seeing that Xia Jingsheng didn't answer, Sun Wenxi looked at his face curiously: "What's wrong?"

Xia Jingsheng lowered his head slightly, avoiding Sun Wenxi's sight: "I mean, if I die, what will you do?"

Sun Wenxi was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, he patted Xia Jingsheng on the back: "Can you say the word dead casually? I'm not afraid of making taboos."

Xia Jingsheng's nose was sore, but he was amused by Sun Wenxi's reaction, and said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't, you never believed in these things?"

"My lover is a feng shui master. He let me know that there are always some things in the world that cannot be explained by science and common sense. We must have awe for everything." Sun Wenxi's words are absolutely correct.

But Xia Jingsheng became more and more sad, he said in a muffled voice, "You haven't told me, what will you do if I die?"

"I'll go with you." Sun Wenxi said.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Xia Jingsheng straightened up all of a sudden.

The top of the hair hit Sun Wenxi's chin, and both of them gasped in pain.

This bump was not light, but Xia Jingsheng didn't care much about it.

He looked at Sun Wenxi very seriously and said, "No!"

"Impossible?!" Sun Wenxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Then Jing Sheng wants me to marry a few more beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, so that I can be happy?"

Xia Jingsheng didn't speak.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and after a long time, Xia Jingsheng said, "It's not impossible."

Sun Wenxi frowned: "Jing Sheng, your idea is quite dangerous, what did Peng Tian tell you?"

"No." Xia Jingsheng categorically denied, "It was my own sudden whim..."

"Don't even think about it! If you die, I will become a lonely little old man and live alone for the rest of my life." Sun Wenxi had a pitiful expression, but he still couldn't make Xia Jingsheng laugh.

Sun Wenxi tried his best, and finally made Xia Jingsheng no longer entangled in the issue of life and death.

After appeasing his lover, Sun Wenxi found Peng Tian alone.

Facing Peng Tian, ​​he didn't have that much patience, so he asked directly: "What did you tell Jing Sheng?"

Peng Tian looked at Sun Wenxi calmly: "If he is willing to tell you, he will naturally tell you."

"He doesn't want to." Sun Wenxi's tone was cold.

"Then I can't tell you." Peng Tian said, "This is Xia Jingsheng's own decision."