I, C, attend the funeral

Zhang Rui's mother has a small tripod, which is as black as ink, and has dark eyes that don't even reflect light.

He lost his father when he was young, and he knew from the time he was sensible that his mother had an incense case, and it was this small tripod that was enshrined.

It's not that incense is inserted into the small tripod, and the small tripod is not used to hold anything. It's just that there is a small tripod on an incense stand, and tribute incense and other things are placed in front of it. The offering is the small tripod itself.

When he was a child, he asked his mother what he was enshrining.

My mother said that this is an antique heirloom, even when she was the poorest, she never sold it.

There was a time when my mother moved house earlier. At that time, there were a series of car accidents on the road. Only the car that my mother was sitting in survived the car accident, and everything from the driver to the passengers was fine. At that time, she held this little tripod in her arms.

She has always vowed that when the accident happened, Xiao Ding had a fever for a while, it must be Xiao Ding who saved her.

Therefore, it has been enshrined for decades.

Zhang Rui didn't take it seriously. He still remembered that when he was a child, he would occasionally pass by Xiaoding at night, and he would feel in a daze that he saw green lights surrounding the small tripod. Although it might be vertigo, it also felt evil.

A little apprehensive.

When his mother was old, he took her home to live with her, and she also enshrined the small tripod in her room.

This made him a little dissatisfied, but no matter how he told his mother that it was feudal superstition, his mother ignored it.

Until a while ago, my mother was in a car accident when she went out. Although she only hurt her leg, she was also ill for a long time.

It was fine later, I went out for a walk and fell again...

After being unlucky several times in a row, he felt uncomfortable, and seeing that little cauldron was even more unpleasant.

So I thought about inviting a master to come and have a look.

In Tanshan City, after Zhang Rui entered the society, he began to do business while working. By chance, the business did well, so he quit his idle but unprofitable job, devoted himself to business, and his family was also very good.

After hearing the introduction from people in the circle, he found Zixuanguan, but the ones who accompanied him home were not the Taoist priests of Zixuanguan, but a pair of young people.

They seemed to have just returned from a trip, and the younger, handsome boy had darker tanned skin, showing a bit of toughness.

It was Zhao Yin, the young man who had already begun to transform towards a mature appearance, becoming more angular, and the aura between his brows became more domineering.

The older ones were pale and looked a bit sinister.

When a pair of peach blossom eyes look at people sideways, they seem to be seductive, but when the long tail is slightly raised, when they look at them squarely, they seem to be careless and unrestrained.

It was Zihe.

The two entered the big house, and Zhao Yin slowly followed the hostess around the house, looking at Feng Shui and the hostess' face at the same time.

Zihe followed the host directly into the innermost bedroom on the first floor. After knocking on the door, the door was opened after a while. Through the open white wooden door, Zihe saw the slightly pale old lady.

The old lady glanced at Zihe and was a little puzzled, so Zhang Rui said in a slightly embarrassed way: "Mom, this is the celestial master I invited, let me take a look for you."

Although the old lady was a gentle person at first glance, she couldn't help frowning at this moment, obviously not welcoming.

Zhang Rui glanced at Zihe's face nervously, as if worried that Zihe would be unhappy.

Zihe didn't care at all, he smiled at the old lady and said, "Just take care of your son, I'll just look at it for you, tell you everything, listen to your opinion, do you think it's okay?"

The so-called reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces, although the old lady was not happy about the identity of this stranger and her son's intentions, she still nodded.

She hesitated for a while, and seeing that Zihe and her son had made up their minds to enter her house, she reluctantly moved out of the way.

Although Zihe's complexion was paler than that of the old lady, but because of his kind smile, he was a bit more popular than the old lady.

The room was not too dark, the sunlight poured into the room along the windows, the room was kept very clean and fresh by the old lady, and there were no problems.

Thinking about it, if the old lady hadn't had frequent accidents, Zhang Rui wouldn't have asked them to come and see her.

Zihe walked into the spacious bedroom and took a brief look at the layout of the room. The old lady was obviously a neat and tidy person.

Although this room is for the elderly, it is not the kind of room for the elderly who don't like to throw things away and like to collect messy things.

Clean and refreshing is Zihe's impression.

After sweeping around for a long time, the old lady sat on the bed in the room. She didn't let Zihe and her son sit down, but just stared at Zihe's every move with her lips pursed.

Zihe didn't mind being looked at too much by the old lady. He finally set his sights on the altar next to the bookshelf at the door. The incense was almost burned out, but the fragrance in the room was not strong——

The tribute was obviously sucked away by something.

He looked at the small black cauldron with great interest, the originally straight incense, when he looked at it, suddenly became erratic and natural——

No matter who lives in Xiaodingli, they are all very afraid of Zihe.

There is no way, the Hanba is simply the nemesis of all evil things - in front of the ancestors and the great gods, they can only bow their heads and surrender, not afraid that it is impossible.

Zihe looked at it for a while, then turned to Zhang Rui and said, "I want to stay alone with the old lady for a while."

Zhang Rui raised his eyebrows. Although he was a little worried, he still nodded to his mother, and then backed out.

Zihe then pulled the small chair by the desk and moved closer to the old lady, posing for a long talk, with a smile on his face, as if he was the old lady's younger generation.

He is probably the cutest corpse in the world.

……

When Zihe came out of the old lady's room, Zhao Yin was leaning against the wall, looking at the scenery calmly.

Seeing Zihe, he didn't say much, he only raised his eyebrows to ask about the situation.

Zihe smiled at Zhao Yin, and then said to Zhang Rui, who was standing opposite Zhao Yin, who seemed a little worried:

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with the little cauldron. The old man likes to worship, so just take her heart and let her go. As for things like falling down, when people are old and have trouble with their legs and feet, you can buy a crutch for them when you have time." When you are busy, just go out for a walk with the old man to buy groceries."

When Zhao Yin heard Zihe's words, the methods of restraint and eradication that he had just thought of just now swallowed back into his stomach.

When he left, he only said a few small details, which were nothing more than to help transfer luck, or to avoid some small bad luck.

Zhang Rui and his wife were so grateful that they personally sent them downstairs before returning.

On the return journey, Zhao Yin asked, "What's going on?"

"The old lady has long known that what is enshrined in the small cauldron must not be some gods and Buddhas, but she has been with Xiaoding for most of her life, and they have become companions. Even though the old lady is old and weak, she is a little affected Under the influence of Ding's evil spirit, it will be unlucky, but after the old lady learned about this situation, she also said that she didn't mind."

Zihe recalled the determined and calm appearance of the old lady when she spoke, and felt a little warm in his heart.

Vegetables and radishes, each has its own age.

Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one was willing to fight, the other was willing to suffer.

This world is so wonderful. Emotions will break the rules and take things for granted, which creates all kinds of strange stories.

For the old lady, that little tripod was no longer a so-called "faith", but a kind of family-like companionship.

Zhao Yin nodded and didn't say much.

After the car entered the garage, Zihe looked back at Zhao Yin, and said with a smile, "Some people are like this too. They know that the person around them is an evil, but they never dislike it. Well, they like it very much."

Zhao Yin had long been used to hearing Zihe's teasing, but still couldn't help blushing.

He turned his head and glanced at Zihe. He originally wanted to mock Zihe a few words, but he thought that even if Zihe was mocked, he would smile happily as if he had succeeded, so he didn't want to do this anymore.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said, "I'm not surrounded by evil things, but a sticky candy that can't be shaken off."

"Then do you want to get rid of it?" Zihe turned his head and asked.

"..." Zhao Yin didn't speak.

He wanted to retort and say 'yes', but he just couldn't say it.

Zihe looked at the upright boy who was so small and terribly awkward, but he couldn't say such arrogant words, his heart felt weak, and he liked it at the same time.

When his body leaned over, he saw Zhao Yin's thick eyebrows were clearly defined, and his deep eyes were deep, with beautiful eyes in them——

This kind of gaze, I'm afraid it's called love as deep as the sea, or "Mihun San" or something like that.

Zihe only felt as if he was fascinated, and stretched out his hand to gently wrap around the neck of the little dead, and he kissed it.

The two people in the sports car kissed passionately, sometimes Zihe held the back of Zhao Yin's head, aggressively.

Sometimes Zhao Yin clasped Zihe's shoulders, pressing down to kiss passionately.

When the two of them walked into the elevator, they were both a little unsteady in breathing and emotionally fluctuating.

The aunt following the elevator seemed to feel the peculiar atmosphere and unusual smell in the elevator. After she pressed the button of her own floor, she was originally facing the two of them and stood with her back against the elevator wall.

After a while, I felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help turning around, facing the door and turning my back to the two of them.

Zhao Yin blushed even more.

Zihe couldn't help snickering.

Holding back the enthusiasm in their chests, they left in a hurry when they reached the first floor.

As if there was a tacit understanding, they all went directly to Zihe's house.

There was no one at home, and Ke Lie didn't know where to go. Li Juanshen returned to City B early.

The little owl is nocturnal and is sleeping in his room at the moment.

The kiss started from entering the door and spread to the bedroom.

When the bedroom door was closed, the two of them were already disheveled.

There was a lot of movement in the room, and the sofa, bed, and floor all made collision and friction sounds.

There is also a faint sigh of depression from the man.

In the broken voice, there are lingering words of love, mixed in the deep throat, which is particularly moving.

"Wait...you're getting old..."

"I... accompany... you for a walk every day..."

"Don't let you fall..."

"next life……"

"When you were young, I... took you to the zoo and...the playground..."

"Play with you every day..."

"Every life..."

"OK……"

"Um……"

"it is good……"

……

……

A year later, Zhang Rui held a funeral for his mother.

Originally, Xiao Ding and his mother's urn were going to be put together, but...

After the old lady died, the small tripod was also broken.

……

……

……

Hundreds of years later, a baby was born in a remote town in the north of China. Hua Guang, who was invisible to people, was captured by a beautiful boy who traveled far away, and followed him all the way.

In another life, the immortal still found his lover very quickly.

The baby was full of energy from birth, and was soon judged by the nurses as the best baby in the hospital.

When Zihe saw the little baby, he saw the other person's soul fire - he made sure his eyes were the one he was looking for.

Xiao Yaoming's family was not very good in this life, so Zihe became an uncle with long legs and raised him since he was a child.

He thought, in the cultivation system, he started training from the baby, this time, he can finally be an attacker, hehe.

As a result, Xiao Xiao learned to snort at the age of 5, commanded his classmates to help him on duty in elementary school at the age of 8, became a school bully at the age of 13, and started planning to become a bully at the age of 16. Fighting with senior seniors while taking the first place in the province.

A direct train from the National University of Political Science and Law, entered the red circle within two years after graduation, and became the most A lawyer in the country...

Watching Zihe grow up little by little, a little bit tall, handsome and aggressive: "..."

Suffering this kind of thing may be fatal.

Well, he didn't care at all!Uh-huh!

【End of the book】

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