There is a trick

Chapter 28 Who is Xianer?

It was still dark, and the coldness was chilling enough to make one's bones go into the bone marrow, but it was not enough to wake one up; it just froze one's brains.

Zhou Sanji brought four bowls of vegetable porridge to the table. He pulled out a stool and sat down, mumbling to himself, "Why do I feel like there are more people getting up early these past two days?
In the past, I only saw a few people standing on both sides of the street, but these past two days, the streets are crowded with people everywhere...

Could it be that people from other streets have also come to our street to chant sutras?

The world is getting weirder and weirder. Sooner or later, everyone will die...

Eat quickly, let's eat breakfast before five o'clock today. Your uncle Yang and I will be busy later. You go to the wine shop to treat the disease. This matter cannot be delayed!"

Zhou Chang brought a plate of pickled vegetables to the table. He looked at the four bowls of vegetable porridge on the table, and was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the room where Uncle Yang and Shi Danzi lived, and turned back: "Did Uncle Yang chase Shi Danzi away?"

"Where?" Zhou Sanji glared at Zhou Chang, warning him not to bring up something irrelevant, and then shouted towards the room of Grandpa Yang and the others, "Brother, Shidan'er, come eat!"

“Why are there only four bowls of porridge on the table?
What about Miss Bai's share?" Zhou Chang frowned and looked at Zhou Sanji, and asked again.

Seeing his gaze, Zhou Sanji was immediately furious: "I ate her bowl. I ate two bowls by myself and didn't leave any for her!

And 'Miss White's share' - she's gone!"

"Gone?" Zhou Chang narrowed his eyes.

Didn't she refuse to go home before? Where could she go now?

Now that she is gone, how can I complete Nian Yi?
"Um……"

Zhou Sanji nodded, his expression a little heavy.

The old man sighed softly, fumbled out a silver dollar from his arms, and put it on the table: "Here, this is the silver dollar she left at the door of our house.

I guess she wanted to use this silver dollar to thank me for taking her in for a few days... Well, it's just a few days, so it doesn't cost so much money.

She is a little girl and judging from her figure, she doesn't come from a wealthy family.

Besides, the girls in their village all have bad luck... This silver dollar is probably her last remaining treasure."

"Which village?" Zhou Chang grasped the key point in his grandfather's words and immediately pricked up his ears, his eyes shining slightly. "Grandpa, you already knew which village she lived in?"

Zhou Sanji was more alert than him. The old man nodded and said, "I know! But don't think I will tell you!"

"Anyway, since it's a place you know, it must be not far from Qingyi Town. I'll ask around and I'm sure I'll find out." Zhou Chang drooped his eyelids, thoughts racing through his mind.

Now, he actually has many clues related to Miss Bai in his hands.

The most crucial thing is that she had a relationship with the eldest son of the Wen family. Based on this clue, if we trace it carefully, there is a high probability that we can find out information about Bai Xiu'e's background, where her home is, etc.

However, Zhou Sanji sneered when he heard this: "That's easy for you to think about!

Their village is out of reach of many outsiders. It was only in the last two years by chance that I learned that there was such a village nearby.

I've lived for more than seventy years, and not many people know where Miss Bai's hometown is. How can you, a young man, find out where she lives just by asking people a few questions?

Ah! "

"Why?" Zhou Chang looked at Zhou Sanji, "Why do all the women in their village have bad luck?"

Zhou Chang took the initiative to change the subject. But even so, Zhou Sanji could tell that he was trying to get at him indirectly.

Zhou Sanji curled his lips and stopped responding to Zhou Chang. Instead, he called on Uncle Yang, who had a sullen face, and Shi Danzi, who had his head hung, to sit down and eat.

Yang Rui didn't say anything. Zhou Sanji saw that the atmosphere between the master and the disciple was not right, so he tactfully stopped asking.

The four of them finished their breakfast in silence.

Shidanzi stood up tremblingly and cleared the dishes on the table.

When he was carefully preparing to stack his master's bowl, Yang Rui suddenly slammed the bottom of his bowl onto the table, slammed his chopsticks, stared at Shi Danzi and said, "How dare you lie to me for so long!

Guan Shitou, I don't want you as my disciple anymore, pack up and leave!"

When Shidanzi heard this, he immediately looked sad.

He didn't dare to speak, but just blinked his eyes and asked for help from the other two people at the table.

"Why?" Zhou Sanji took the initiative to speak to Yang Rui, "How can Shidanzi, such an obedient child, be said to be disrespecting his teacher and destroying his ancestors?

You are old now, who can you count on to take care of you in your old age? It's Guan Shitou, right?
You still want to chase him away, I think you are too full! "

"I don't need anyone to take care of me in my old age!" Yang Rui said firmly, "I was willing to take him in as my apprentice because he said he was possessed by a yellow-skinned ghost and would not live long—"

At this point, Yang Rui turned his eyes to Shi Danzi and said, "Now, since the story about the yellow-skinned ghost is false and your life is saved, you can leave now!"

"Oh..." Zhou Sanji looked at the master and his disciple, his face full of worry for a moment, not knowing how to persuade them.

"Master, I was wrong!"

Shi Danzi burst into tears, put down his bowl and chopsticks, knelt down in front of Yang Rui, and kowtowed continuously.

Zhou Chang noticed that the knees of the young man's clothes were already covered with a thick layer of dust, and his forehead was even blue - he must have kowtowed to Yang Rui and apologized countless times in the house before.

Now it is certain that Yang Rui was indeed unhappy because his disciple was not contaminated by the evil creatures.

Now it has even reached the point where he wants to expel the disciple from the sect just because the disciple is not possessed by the yellow-skinned ghost.

Does he specifically pick those who have connections with evil spirits as his disciples?

What is his purpose in doing this?
"You know you're wrong? Ha!" Yang Rui stared at the kneeling Shi Danzi and said hatefully, "You are a man with deep scheming - in order to trick me, you can pretend to be a ghost so convincingly, I was really fooled by you!

I don't know where you learned this trick!"

"I learned it from you, Master!
It was you who first pretended to be a yellow-skinned ghost and scared away the bandits who were robbing us. I learned from your behavior!" Shidanzi cried.

"Did you learn it from me?!" Yang Rui's eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to scold Shidanzi, he suddenly seemed to remember something and his eyes became suspicious.

He murmured and repeated what Shi Danzi had said: "I learned it from me..."

Yang Rui slowly turned around and faced the three people at the dinner table.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply, twirled his mustache with his orchid finger, and uttered a needle-thin sound: "So, tell me, do I look like a human or a fairy?"

(End of this chapter)