Chapter 43： When we meet, it's hard to say goodbye

Chapter 43

When. When.

The gong of the watchman came from outside the window.

Zhang Rongfang was lying on the bed, looking up at the top of the gray and white mosquito net, and couldn't fall asleep for a while.

Just now he told his brother everything in one go.

Except for not mentioning my own source of information, I have said everything I can say and remind me.

Can.

Senior brother's reaction was very strange.

Moreover, when it came to Huiqing and Guan at night, Li Heng, the master of the Guan who should go back together, looked uneasy and didn't know what happened.

‘Judging from the previous inquiries, the Mi Gang was dissatisfied with the Qinghe Palace and wanted the news that blood debts were repaid in blood. It was said in front of many people during the meeting, which was obviously deliberately released.

Even if I didn’t hear it secretly at Chen’s house, there should be someone in the Mi Gang in the Qinghe Palace to get the information. ’

‘But after the compensation, the Mi Gang was framed by me for the Chen family, and they were so devastated that they wanted to retaliate. Could it be that she, Shao Quanhu, doesn't want to hang out in Huaxin County anymore? ' Zhang Rongfang was puzzled.

This is totally against the logic of a businessman, and even if Shao Quanhu loves his son very much, he wants revenge madly.

But Mi Gang and others are willing to work hard with her? You must know that once you do this, whether it is successful or not, it is equivalent to giving up everything you own in Huaxin County.

Zhang Rongfang's heart was in chaos for a while.

slept drowsily all night, and he dreamed of his previous life in a trance.

As if he was still working in the former office, doing documents.

"Brother Zhang, are you finished with yesterday's documents?" A colleague in the same office, a young man named Dai Yiyang, asked.

"Documents? What documents?" Zhang Rongfang replied in a daze.

"That's what the boss asked to do yesterday, and it's going to be announced in a while?" Dai Yiyang came over with a smiling face.

"Brother Zhang, isn't it right on your table?"

Zhang Rongfang lowered his head and saw that a document was placed on his originally empty desk.

is densely written in scarlet letters:

Murder is a crime.

Murder is a crime.

Murder is a crime.

Murder is a crime.

The entire document is densely covered with **** handwriting, and those handwriting seem to crawl and move.

They squirmed like bugs, quickly spreading out from the paper, flowing to the table and around.

even on Zhang Rongfang's own clothes.

He saw scarlet letters on his hands and legs.

The blood-like handwriting madly drilled towards his nostrils, ears, mouth, and eyes.

Whoa!

Zhang Rongfang abruptly stood up from the bed and kicked off the quilt.

He kicked a hole in the middle of the quilt, tore it apart, and leaked the cotton wool inside.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!."

He gasped heavily.

My heart is still immersed in the emotions of the previous dream.

Murder is against the law.

yes

The worry that he has been hiding in his heart is this.

He was worried that others would find out that he was the one who killed people. Fear of becoming the antithesis of government law.

He is still stuck in the concept of the rule of law society in his previous life.

But he forgot that this is the Great Spirit, not the modern society with much more robust legal surveillance in his previous life.

"I am." Zhang Rongfang got out of bed, "I am afraid."

He walked to the window in a single coat, took off the window bar, and opened the window.

A small courtyard illuminated by the sun appeared in front of him.

Xiaojiu is in the yard, kicking the shuttlecock in the sun.

One after another, she still had a bright smile on her immature face.

A sweet smell of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the morning came from the direction of the kitchen.

It was the two handymen disciples doing simple breakfast.

Zhang Rongfang put his hand on the window sill and couldn't help pinching the wooden window sill.

The rough texture and a touch of coolness brought him back to reality.

The horror of the dream was slowly diluted by the reality.

"Senior Brother Rongfang, do you want to play together?" Xiaojiu waved at Zhang Rongfang when he saw that Zhang Rongfang was up.

"No. You can play by yourself." Zhang Rongfang wiped his face, his forehead and temples were all salt grains dried by sweat.

Closed the window, put on the Taoist robe, and was calm in the room, trying to soothe the restlessness in his heart.

But unfortunately, it was the same as when he first came to this world.

He was at a loss, insecure, worried, apprehensive, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Anxiety and tension, worry and worry, made worse by killing people.

He was worried that he would be discovered by the government. The government was so powerful that it swept the ground unmatched.

If he is discovered, he will not be able to escape.

He will die.

may even implicate the master and senior

After entering the meditation practice for an hour, Zhang Rongfang still couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart.

He was afraid, worried, afraid of too many things.

recalled when he was still in the Qinghe Palace, when his heart was not so chaotic and restless.

Even if he has attribute abilities, that strong sense of insecurity still haunts him. cannot be removed.

After a moment of silence in the room, Zhang Rongfang packed up and left the Taoist temple.

On the noisy street outside, people came and went, but those people seemed to be completely isolated from him at this time.

In order to avoid the disturbance, he unconsciously walked towards the quiet and quiet direction.

Leave the city and walk into the forest.

The much quieter forest made him feel a little more calm.

did not deliberately look for the direction, but before he knew it, he had come to the gate of Qinghe Gongshan again.

looked at the three door openings of the mountain gate, which respectively represent the meaning of the three realms.

Zhang Rongfang went forward, and when he passed by, he stepped in, as if when he crossed the mountain gate, he was like jumping out of the Three Realms.

When he returned to the mountain gate this time, he did not seek the master immediately, but walked slowly and aimlessly in the Taoist palace.

From the observation deck surrounded by clouds and mist, to the Shangde Garden with dense flowers, and then to the three halls where pilgrims flow.

Among the three major halls, the Hall of Wealth God and the Hall of Xuanxin have the most people, and the Hall of Lingguan is the most deserted.

When Zhang Rongfang passed by, he walked into the Lingguan Hall inexplicably.

In front of the three-eyed spirit official statue, the temple master Laodao on one side was chanting scriptures in a low voice.

Outside the desk, a few pilgrims and Taoists knelt sparsely on futons.

Among them, Xiao Qingying is also listed.

She closed her eyes and kowtowed one by one reverently.

The cheeks that were originally baby fat have also been reduced a lot, and they have become cold and pretty.

After chanting for a while, she also found Zhang Rongfang who came in.

But she didn't come to say hello, she still did her own thing according to her own steps.

After reciting the entire Lingguan Baode Sutra, she joined her hands and slowly became quiet.

"Your heart is messed up."

Xiao Qingying raised her head without turning, still looking up at the statue, but her voice was directed at Zhang Rongfang.

Zhang Rongfang was silent.

"fine."

Xiao Qingying picked up three incense sticks and lit them with candles.

"Before, thank you for saving me several times."

When the incense burns, shake it up and down gently to put out the fire.

She gently inserted the incense into the incense pot.

"Since my father died, I have been thinking a lot on the mountain by myself."

"There is no trouble in the past, no one will accompany me and accommodate me like before. No one will make trouble or punish me. It's like I fell into a deep hole from the lively market all at once."

She turned her head and looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"There are many people around, but none of them can touch me."

"Senior sister. Aren't you sad?" Zhang Rongfang didn't know how to answer.

"I'm not sad, I'm just scared." Xiao Qingying showed a memory on her face. "I remember in the past, my father always said, I named you Yingluo because I hope you are as crystal and precious as Yingluo."

"The blue gem is a symbol of purity and life. Later, when he died, I realized that only when he was alive could I be as precious as the gem."

Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

He didn't know what to say to a man whose only family had just died.

"You also have someone who regards you as a treasure, right?" Xiao Qingying's words suddenly pulled him back from the silence.

is almost instinctive, and the figure of sister Zhang Rongyu flashed in Zhang Rongfang's mind.

That girl who is willing to give almost everything for her brother should be such a person.

"Have."

"It's good." Xiao Qingying smiled, and some were just calm.

She stopped talking, turned and walked outside the temple.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the back of her leaving and was speechless for a while.

He fell silent, walked to the futon that Xiao Qingying had just knelt down, knelt down gently, and looked at the majestic three-eyed spirit official statue.

'I just don't want to get hurt'

He put his hands together, cupped his hands, and kowtowed deeply.

‘I don’t want others to get hurt because of me. ’

At this moment, his heart became a lot calmer.

Since you are afraid of getting hurt, then try to create a place where no one gets hurt.

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Two days later.

Purity and harmony.

A circle of people sat together, eating with bowls and vegetables.

Tomato scrambled eggs, shredded cabbage fried meat, steamed white fish.

Three kinds of stir fry plus a cucumber river prawn soup.

Several people in Guanli were quite appetizing.

"When I was shopping for groceries just now, I saw a wanted list posted at Caishikou, did you see it?" Seeing that no one was talking, Xiao Jiu couldn't help but said.

"There is also at the gate of the city, I saw it too." The handyman Xiao Li hurriedly answered.

"It was three people from the Mi Gang who suddenly disappeared. They didn't find out for several days, and everyone in the family reported the case."

A Taoist named Hong Dao who went down the mountain with Zhang Rongfang Xiaojiu replied.

"It's not ordinary people who are missing, right? Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big movement." Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Well, all three are the bosses of the Mi Gang. I heard that they are still Lianjiazi, so there are no three in one breath. Maybe they did something bad secretly and ran away." Xiaojiu nodded.

"I guess it is too. One of them also said that he colluded with the bandits outside, and it was our previous patrol photo of the Qinghe Palace."

"Chen Zhihan?"

"That's right, that's the name, the last character has too many strokes, I can't recognize it." Xiao Jiu nodded again and again.

Zhang Rongfang's heart froze.

Recalling the previous conspiracy of the Mi Gang, and the strange reaction of the senior brother.

The   Mi Gang thing seems to be so inexplicable. Is it gone?

He went to Chen's house two days ago to check, but he didn't see Chen He coming home. Almost everything in the Chen family was moved, and the family members were also separated, leaving only an empty shell house.

I heard that Chen He's two sons also went to court because of the division of property.

‘But why? ’

Zhang Rongfang guessed that there must be something behind this that he did not understand.

Reminiscent of the abnormal expression of his senior brother, he quickly poured the rice from the bowl into his mouth and put down the bowl.

"I'll go back to the mountain in the afternoon, you don't have to do the math for me."

"Okay. Senior brother wants to go back to the mountain. By the way, help me bring something to Xiaochun." Before Xiaojiu finished speaking, Zhang Rongfang was no longer in sight.

she sighed.

"It's always like this, brother, is this a rabbit? Running so fast?"

The rest of the people at the table couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

(end of this chapter)