First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

Duanzheng asked his friend to call the other party's home phone number. When he called, he said he needed to deal with wood carving. Cheng Beilong's wife, Li Meng, answered the call.Cheng Beilong was newly mourned, and his daughter was in the critical period of her third year of high school. Going to college would be a big expense in the future. When she was short of money, I heard that Zhengzheng wanted to return the wood carvings, but Li Meng refused to agree. Zhengzheng had no choice but to Turning the corner, he said that he would go to their house to express his condolences to Cheng Beilong, and talk face to face about the wood carving and the follow-up payment.

With a little threat in the open and in the dark, Li Meng agreed, reported the address to Zhou Tong and the others, and made an appointment to meet.

That afternoon, Zhou Tong took the wood carving to Li Meng's house.

Cheng Beilong's house is in an old community, which has been built for more than ten years. When he got there, he opened the door and walked in. The room was full of solemnity. Cheng Beilong hadn't been buried yet, and Li Meng was packing up his belongings. .

The daughter of Cheng Beilong's family stood timidly at the door of the room and peeked at them. Zhou Tong glanced at the little girl and asked Li Meng, "What's the matter with the injury on her face?"

Li Meng sighed, and said: "I passed by downstairs the day before yesterday, and the flower pot fell down and wiped my face. Fortunately, I was lucky and didn't hit my head. The family has been very unlucky these days, and I don't have time to entertain you. We orphans Widowed mothers, there are some things that Beilong told you, we will not take back this wood carving." Li Meng made her attitude very clear, if the wood carving is sold, it is sold, and then it will be returned?no way.

Zhou Tong looked at the faces of Cheng Beilong's wife and daughter, and found that the evil spirit brought by the wood carving had already affected them both, and he had to hurry up and deal with it.

Zhou Tong thought for a while, then turned a corner and asked: "Actually, we are not here to return the wood carvings. I heard that the wood carvings were made by Mr. Cheng Beilong's father. I think the wood carvings are very exquisite, and I want to buy a few more." Go back and play, I don't know where Mr. Cheng is?"

Li Meng frowned, stuffed Cheng Beilong's old clothes into a bag, and prepared to take them to be cremated. Without looking at Zhou Tong, he said, "Dad is not in good health. He went to the hospital a few days ago. The news of Beilong's death You haven't dared to tell him yet, you... you better not bother him. Just buy this wood carving, and our family won't sell another one."

Li Meng's tone was very strict, and Zhou Tong couldn't ask anything, so he had to give up, paid the money for the wood carving, and took it down by himself.

After leaving Li Meng's house, Zhou Tong asked Zhengzheng, "Can you find out which hospital Cheng Beilong's father lives in?"

"Yes." Zhengzheng nodded in response, and said, "Give me some time."

He went to make a phone call, and waited for more than ten minutes after returning, and the information he wanted was sent to him.

Cheng Beilong's father, Mr. Cheng Jiu'an, was hospitalized in the municipal hospital. Yesterday, Cheng Jiu'an learned that after Cheng Beilong took his wooden statue of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, he had a heart attack and went to the hospital. Cheng Beilong died suddenly at home that night.

No matter how you look at things during this period, there are problems.

When he arrived at the city hospital, Zhou Tong tried his best to meet Cheng Jiuan. Cheng Jiuan didn't know Cheng Beilong's death yet. He was lying on the hospital bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and there was no nurse around.

In his life, he only had Cheng Beilong's son and a room full of wood carvings, and nothing else.

Zhou Tong asked Ling Yuan and Duanzheng to guard the door, and went in by himself. After entering the room, Zhou Tong raised a smiling face, that clear and handsome face combined with the slightly raised smile on the corners of his lips, looked very friendly, and it was easy for people to Let your guard down.

Zhou Tong said hello politely: "Mr. Cheng, I am a friend of Cheng Beilong. I heard that you are hospitalized. I come to visit you."

"What about that unfilial son?" Mr. Cheng's temper was just as fierce and stubborn as Cheng Beilong said. Seeing Zhou Tong's eyebrows raised, he cursed, "You little bastard dare not come to see me, do you?"

Zhou Tong didn't answer. He put the special nutritional supplements on the ground, sat beside Cheng Jiu'an, reached out and picked out the biggest, roundest and rosiest apple in his own fruit basket, took the apple knife and began to peel it. Jiu An's eyebrows and eyes were bent with a smile, and he didn't seem to be impatient at all: "Mr. Cheng, don't get angry, eat an apple. This apple was brought in by air from City Y. It is big and sweet." He moved the fruit with dexterous hands and ten fingers The knife, inadvertently revealing a string of sandalwood beads on his wrist.

The grumpy Cheng Jiuan was immediately attracted by the string of Buddhist beads.

There are a total of [-] beads on this beads bracelet, implying the eighteen realms of Zen Buddhism. Each beads is a small world carefully carved by hand, each of which is different and exquisite.

Cheng Jiu'an is a person who knows woodcarving, so he can tell at a glance how delicate and exquisite the workmanship on this Buddhist bead is, so he can't take his eyes off it.

Seeing that Cheng Jiuan was staring at his wrist all the time, Zhou Tong took off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist and handed it to Cheng Jiuan: "I heard that Mr. Cheng is an expert in the field of woodcarving. Please Mr. Cheng taste this string of beads." Buddha beads."

Cheng Jiu'an blushed, with a look of refusal. An old man who was about to die still stared at a young man's things like this, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed a bit disrespectful.But when you think of such a good opportunity, don’t look at it for nothing. In front of art, there is no respect for the old and the young!

After doing enough ideological work for himself, Cheng Jiuan held Zhou Tong's string of Buddhist beads to appreciate carefully, and repeatedly praised the exquisite carving work. Wood carving is a technical work. Usually, partial carving is carried out on a large log, and the difficulty of carving on a flat plate is just It is very big, not to mention micro-carving on such a small place with pearls and jade, it is as amazing as the record in the nuclear boat.

Cheng Jiu'an couldn't help but asked: "I wonder which famous master made this string of Buddhist beads?"

"It's Mr. Di Qiudi." After peeling the apples, Zhou Tong carefully divided the apples into pieces and put them in front of Mr. Cheng. Seeing Zhou Tong's kindness, Mr. Cheng couldn't help but take a piece The taste of the apple is very good. It wiped away the depression caused by taking medicine and drinking water in the hospital. Coupled with the blessing of Diqiu's idol, Mr. Cheng gradually let go of his defenses.

He caressed the Buddhist beads in his hand affectionately, finally returned the Buddhist beads to Zhou Tong reluctantly, and said with a sigh: "Master Di's skills are so sophisticated that he has reached the level of perfection, which is beyond the reach of my younger generations. It's a pity to pass it down." There are not many treasures, so if you get one, you must take good care of it.”

"Hmm." Zhou Tong put away the beads again, and asked, "Mr. Cheng also produced many rare treasures. I was lucky enough to see a few of them and fell in love at first sight. I wonder if I can be lucky enough to collect one or two?"

Old Mr. Cheng had already seen through Zhou Tong's purpose this time. Seeing that Zhou Tong didn't hide it, he admitted it openly and openly. Zhou Tong gained a little more affection, and he said, "Thank you for liking the things carved by me, an old bastard, but... I really can't sell what I have in my hand."

"How do you say that?" Zhou Tong asked.

Mr. Cheng said: "Since you have made it clear, I will not go around with you. Did you buy the wood carving of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea that Beilong took from me a few days ago? Let me advise you, there is nothing on that wood carving. Clean, you'd better not keep it by your side, if you want to return the goods, I'll give you all the money."

What Cheng Jiuan said was cryptic. Some things were not because he didn’t want to say, but because he said that not many people would believe him. He often used his heartfelt words as excuses for his unwillingness to sell wood carvings. Cheng Jiuan was stubborn and didn’t love Explaining, in the long run, it will be whatever other people think, he has made a point, and if something happens, blame it for not listening to his advice.

Zhou Tong heard the meaning of Cheng Jiuan's words, guessed that Cheng Jiuan knew the special nature of woodcarving, he thought for a while, and simply opened his mouth to explain to Cheng Jiuan.

He looked at Cheng Jiu'an and said, "Everything has a spirit. Mr. Cheng regards wood carvings as children, and he carves carefully and pours his heart and soul into them, which naturally endows the wood carvings with spirits. This cannot be said to be unclean, it can only be said that the wood carvings are The spirit is taking care of Mr. Cheng, so you don't want to sell the wood carvings, and you don't want their spirit to disappoint you."

Cheng Jiuan was taken aback, he didn't expect Zhou Tong to say such a remark, he frowned and thought carefully, then looked at the door, saw that the door of the ward was closed, and it was not time for the nurse to make rounds, so he lowered his voice to Zhou Tong Tong said, "Do you believe in spirits on wood carvings?"

"Yes." Zhou Tong nodded.

Cheng Jiuan sat back in his original position, leaned on the cushion, and after thinking for a while, he told the truth to Zhou Tong: "To tell you the truth, my wood carving is not just about the spirit, but the wood carving itself has a curse."

"Curse?" These words frightened Zhou Tong. Old Mr. Cheng loved woodcarving so much that he went crazy, how could he say that there was a curse on the woodcarving?He became more and more interested, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "What does the old man say?"

"It's like this." Mr. Cheng said, "I don't remember when it started. Every time I carve a wood carving, I would have a dream about the wood carving on the day I finished it. For example, the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea wood you got On the night when the statue was officially carved, I dreamed that the Eight Immortals were having fun with me, and the dream was so real that it made people feel like they were going to die in a dream. When I woke up, there was The hot sweat all over the body is really the same as the feeling of sweating after drinking too much wine. This is one point, if only this is the case, I can still deceive myself and say that I think too much about wood carving images, thinking about it day and night I have a dream, but once the wood carving is sent or sold by me, something will happen to the person who gets the wood carving, ranging from financial loss to death. So I don’t want to sell the wood carving, even if people like it It can't hurt others. But..."

Old Mr. Cheng sighed heavily again, and said, "Beilong thought I was holding these wooden carvings and refused to sell them, so he stole one from me. If I sold it to others, I didn't know that it would hurt them." What seedling?"

The person who bought it hasn't suffered yet, but Cheng Beilong has suffered a lot of misfortune and directly put his life in it.

There is indeed something wrong with this wood carving. Zhou Tong nodded after hearing Mr. Cheng's words, and did not ask any more questions. I really like it very much, since it is inconvenient for Mr. Cheng to give up love, then I wonder if you can let me visit Mr. Cheng's house, so there should be no problem."

"It's okay to see." Mr. Cheng was very happy to see that Zhou Tong liked woodcarving so much at a young age. He said to Zhou Tong, "Leave me a call. I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days, and I will contact you. Come to my house sometime. I don’t know what’s going on. I know that there are problems with these wood carvings, but I still can’t help but want to carve them. Every year I don’t carve one of them who feels uncomfortable all over the body, as if suffering from lovesickness, alas. "

Zhou Tong stayed in the ward and chatted with Cheng Jiu'an again, most of them were about woodcarving, from woodcarving masters, to maintenance, to the development of woodcarving, etc., and chatted heartily for more than two hours , Cheng Jiuan reluctantly bid farewell to Zhou Tong until the nurse came to round the ward to hang water for Cheng Jiuan.

After Zhou Tong left, Cheng Jiuan looked at the gift box beside him, and suddenly saw something piled up in the corner of the gift box, he hurriedly asked the nurse to check it out, and when he brought it over, he saw that it was the wooden statue of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea that Cheng Beilong had taken away. , Cheng Jiuan hugged the wooden statue and sighed again and again, knowing that Zhou Tong was sympathetic to their family's special situation, so he directly returned the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea.

Zhou Tong didn’t tell Cheng Jiuan about Cheng Beilong’s matter, he shouldn’t say it, Cheng Jiuan will know about it sooner or later, Zhou Tong was worried that Cheng Jiuan couldn’t stand the stimulation, so he went to the hospital to visit Cheng Jiuan when he was free these days, I specially supplemented the knowledge about woodcarving for a few days, and chatted with Cheng Jiuan every day. After more than a month, Cheng Jiuan gradually came out of the grief of losing his son, but his health continued to deteriorate.

There is nothing to do about it. Sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is one of the saddest things in the world.

On the day Cheng Jiuan was discharged from the hospital, Zhou Tong and Li Meng sent him back together. Ling Yuan and Yunxiu went to fiddle with some other things.

When he arrived at Cheng Jiuan's house, Li Meng had to go to work, so Zhou Tong and Cheng Jiuan were left behind.

After Li Meng left, Cheng Jiu'an took out some regular passbooks.

Cheng Jiuan was an artist before his death, and he was also the kind of artist who did not eat the fireworks of the world. He did not have much savings, and some of them used to buy logs for woodcarving. These passbooks are only [-] yuan in total, Zhou Tong can see what Cheng Jiuan means at a glance.

Cheng Jiu'an pushed the passbook in front of Zhou Tong and said, "I heard from Li Meng that the woodcarving was sold for a total of 25 yuan. The money was in Li Meng's hands. I didn't tell her that the woodcarving was in my hands." , you take the money first, and I will slowly collect the rest for you, and I will definitely make up for it all."

Seeing Cheng Jiuan's serious expression, Zhou Tong didn't hold it deliberately, and sincerely pushed the passbook back to Cheng Jiuan, saying: "Mr. Cheng, you take the money first, and it won't be too late to give it to me when you get it all together."

Cheng Jiuan insisted on giving it, but Zhou Tong couldn't hold back, so he had to keep the money by his side for the time being, remembering that Cheng Beilong was his biological son, and Zhou Tong hadn't considered him thoroughly.

While Cheng Jiuan went to pour tea for Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong looked around the room, the whole house was not big, it was a typical old house type, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, and two grids were obviously added in the living room later The cabinet is filled with all kinds of wood carvings, some are made by Cheng Jiu'an, and some wood carvings he collected are in full bloom.

The most eye-catching thing is the wood carving painting hanging on the wall opposite the TV.

The woodcarving painting was bound very carefully, and there were no broken corners, which shows that Cheng Jiuan cares about this work very much.

Zhou Tong sat on the sofa, turned around to look at the wood carving painting, and asked, "Mr. Cheng, is this wood carving painting also your work?"

"Yes." Cheng Jiuan's eyes were full of smiles when he saw the painting. He went to the bathroom and got a rag, and carefully wiped the dust that had fallen on the painting since he was not at home for more than a month. "This painting Although it is an early work, it can be regarded as my proudest work.”

This painting is also a Dongyang woodcarving. The mountain poplar wood is used as the log for careful carving. The statue is carved with a gentle lady in palace dress sitting in the courtyard, with tears in her eyes and mournful face, and peach blossoms falling from her back. The koi in the pond pokes its head out and looks at the ladies in the distance. There is a plaque with the word "Shen Yuan" written on the archway.

Zhou Tong glanced at the inscription next to the wood carving, and read: "The hairpin phoenix?"

"Yes." Cheng Jiu'an nodded, and said, "This wood carving is exactly the poignant love story between the famous poet Lu You and his beloved wife Tang Wan. Not only paintings and poems can express affection, wood carvings and stone carvings can also be used Love. Sometimes, these spiritual stones and wood can reflect the artistic conception of the painting better than the monotonous paper."

Hearing this, Zhou Tong paid more attention to this pair of wood carvings. The facial features of the woman on the picture are clear, and even the texture of the eyebrows are carved extremely delicately and realistically.

He was a little engrossed while looking at it, and suddenly saw that the woman in the painting seemed to be looking at him at this moment, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she was smiling, Zhou Tong was startled, and when he looked again, Tang Wan on the painting still had downcast eyes. Weeping, not at all as playful as before.

Zhou Tong frowned slightly, and asked, "Mr. Cheng, is this wood carving before or after?"

Cheng Jiu'an thought that Zhou Tong wanted this wood carving, but he really couldn't remember whether it was the front or the back, so he had to tell the truth: "I can't remember this."

"Okay." Zhou Tong nodded in understanding, and asked, "Can I look more carefully?"

"Okay." Seeing that Zhou Tong really liked it, Cheng Jiuan said, "If you don't mind the trouble, you can take it off first and then read it."

"Okay." Zhou Tong thought it would be convenient, so he stepped forward to take off the wood carving and take a closer look at its exquisiteness.

The mounting of calligraphy and painting has the function of sealing, and sometimes some resentful spirits will be inadvertently sealed in ancient paintings, so sometimes to re-frame a painting, one must first offer sacrifices to drive away evil spirits.If possible, Zhou Tong would like to take the woodcarving apart and take a closer look.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Cheng Jiuan, who was helping Zhou Tong move the paintings, temporarily put down the wood carvings and went to open the door.

There were two young men standing at the door, one tall and one short. The short young man at the head showed a big smile when he saw Cheng Jiuan. His white teeth shook Cheng Jiuan's eyes, and he said in a lively and crisp tone: "Hello! Excuse me!" Is it Mr. Cheng Jiuan Cheng?"

"Yes." Cheng Jiuan asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"I came here because of the reputation!" The short man said with a smile on his face, "I heard from Mr. Qin that Mr. Cheng Jiuan's woodcarving works are very exquisite. We want to take a look. This is Mr. Qin's business card. Take a look."

Cheng Jiuan took the business card handed over by the young man, looked at the name on it, and immediately understood: "It's Lao Qin, and you are his students?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Then please come in. There is still a guest at home, who is also a young man. It shouldn't matter. You can communicate."

"Zou Fei? He Chou?" Zhou Tong looked at the person in surprise. When Zou Fei saw Zhou Tong here, his expression changed suddenly, his smile froze on his face, and he glanced at He Chou awkwardly, asking He Chou to make up his mind. .

Zhou Tong felt a little familiar when he heard the voice at the door just now, and he understood when he saw He Chou and Zou Fei. up.

"You guys know each other?" Cheng Jiuan was also very surprised, looked at Zhou Tong on the left, and looked at Zou Fei and He Chou on the right.

"Yeah, we know each other." Zhou Tong smiled and looked at Zou Fei and He Chou, whose expressions were very ugly.

But Zou Fei didn't leave. He rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to Zhou Tong, and said, "Zhou Tong, long time no see, how are you?"

"It's okay." Zhou Tong didn't point it out on the spot. Seeing what kind of tricks Zou Fei was going to play, his eyes fell on He Chou. He had heard all about He Chou from Yunxiu, and he was also unlucky, but this After a while, He Chou's brows remained untied, as if something was pressing on her heart, and she didn't say a word.

Seeing Zhou Tong looking at He Chou, Zou Fei took a step forward to block Zhou Tong's sight. The two brothers seemed to wrap their arms around Zhou Tong's shoulders and lead Zhou Tong to the sofa. Zou Fei turned his head to look at Cheng Jiu'an, and said, " We met when we were picking paint together."

The woodcarving needs to be painted at the end, Cheng Jiuan has no doubts about Zou Fei's words, he said: "Since you all know each other well, I won't entertain you any more, I'll pour you a cup of tea, you can chat slowly, don't mess with me." Just break my woodcarving."

"Hey, Mr. Cheng, go get busy!" Zou Fei greeted lively again.

After Cheng Jiuan left, Zou Fei sat next to Zhou Tong, squinted his eyes at Zhou Tong with a smile, and said, "Zhou Tong, we are here for fun, don't reveal our identities, and I will treat you to dinner later." ,what do you think?"

Zhou Tong: "..."

Zhou Tong looked at He Chou suspiciously, then looked at Zou Fei, and felt that there was something wrong with Zou Fei today, he was very lively. In the past, Zou Fei followed He Chou all day long, like a follower, sticky all day long, Although he also likes to talk, but there is a little bit of arrogance in his words, it won't be like this.

Seeing that Zhou Tong didn't speak, Zou Fei nudged Zhou Tong with his elbow and said, "What do you think? Can you tell me? We are really not lying to you this time. How are you doing?"

Zhou Tong didn't agree directly, but said vaguely: "It depends."

"Then I'll count it as your agreement." Zou Fei laughed so hard that his dimples on both sides rolled up. He looked at the wood carving that Zhou Tong had just picked off and put it on the sofa, and said with surprise, "This wood carving is so exquisite. Really Realistic...Red crispy hands, yellow vine wine, willows all over the city's spring palace walls...It's interesting and interesting."

His hands kept stroking the painting, especially around the ladies' bodies. Zhou Tong's eyes fell on Zou Fei's fingertips, and suddenly he saw a little light flickering on Zou Fei's fingertips. Grab it with your hand and lift it away from the painting.

Zou Fei was startled, and almost sat up. He looked at Zhou Tong in a daze, and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you grab my hand all of a sudden?"

wrong.

The yin and yang eyes in Zhou Tong's eyes moved, looking at Zou Fei carefully, capturing the changes in Zou Fei's body.

The dark cloud on Zou Fei's forehead accumulated more and more, and it was thicker than what he saw last time. However, it was because the cloud was so thick that Zhou Tong couldn't see clearly what was behind the black cloud.

He felt that the Zou Fei he met this time was very different from before, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was different.

Zhou Tong looked at He Chou again. Since he entered the door just now, He Chou has not said a word or looked at Zou Fei. He is only responsible for following Zou Fei like a conscientious bodyguard, and other things have nothing to do with him.

What happened to these two people?