C13 Wild bone burial

Everyone followed Mr. Zi all the way out of Zhang Guozhi's house.

"Feng Lin, do you remember the road you took last night?" Mr. Zi asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Yang Fenglin confidently replied, and then added, "Last night, I will firmly remember this!"

"Good!" "Then take me for a walk!" Mr. Zi said with a smile.

"Southeast direction, follow me!" With that said, Yang Fenglin headed towards the southeast.

It was still early in the morning, and the dry grass on both sides of the road was covered with a white frost. There were not many people on the road.

Mister Zi and the rest all followed behind Yang Fenglin. Zhang Guozhi could faintly guess what was going on. Elder Peng, on the other hand, knew nothing, but he didn't ask. Instead, he quietly followed him.

Yang Fenglin walked past the main road and suddenly headed north. This time, it was no longer the main road but instead, the small farmlands.

Yang Fenglin strode forward, the dew on the edge of the field quickly soaking his pants. However, Yang Fenglin was completely unconscious, so he continued to walk forward.

After walking past the two ridges of land, they arrived at a barren land. There was no way out this time.

Yang Fenglin stood at the edge of the wasteland, trying his best to recall the route he took last night, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall it.

"How do we go now?" Zhang Guozhi could not help but ask.

"Aiya, how could I have forgotten? I will remember it well last night! " Yang Fenglin looked vexed.

When Mister Zi heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "This can't be blamed on you. Being able to remember so much is already pretty good already!"

"Mr. Zi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I screwed up what you gave me! " Yang Fenglin pulled on his hair in annoyance as he spoke.

"Last night, you took the underworld route. It's already very good that you could remember so much. Normally, you wouldn't even have any impression of it after walking through it once!" At the side, Mister Zi consoled Yang Fenglin. Then, he looked at the two peas on the gossip paper and said, "I have a plan!"

Hearing what Zi said, everyone's attention was attracted to him. They all stared at the piece of gossip paper in Zi's hand and the two peas wrapped in thick ink.

"Head northeast!" After saying that, he took the lead and left. The others followed closely behind Mr. Zi.

After walking about seven to eight hundred meters, Mr. Zi looked at the peas on the gossip paper and said to everyone, "We're going to the west now!"

They quickly followed Mr. Zi to the west side. What made Yang Fenglin and the rest baffled was that the pea in Mister Zi's hand, no matter how they looked at it, was still in the center of the eight trigram diagram. There was no change, so how did Mister Zi know which way to go?

Under the guidance of Mister Zi, the group walked around for about three to four miles before finally stopping. At this time, Zhang Guozhi finally believed that Yang Fenglin had gone out for around four hours last night. After all, at such a long distance, it was impossible to reach within ten minutes. However, what Zhang Guozhi remembered in his heart was only about ten minutes. Zhang Guozhi could not figure out the mystery behind it.

Under the guidance of Mr. Zi, the group arrived at a small mound in the middle of a barren field. The place was overgrown with brambles and thorns. Leaning against a forest, it appeared exceptionally desolate.

Shaking his head, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything. He only held the piece of gossip paper in his hand as he slowly walked through the grass and reached the deepest part. About ten meters away from the small forest, the pea on the piece of gossip paper suddenly fell down and landed on the ground.

When Mr. Zi saw it, he immediately nodded his head and said to the people behind him, "It's there!"

Upon hearing that, Zhang Guozhi quickly went closer to take a look. He saw that the two peas covered in thick ink had fallen onto the grass.

"The bones are there?" Yang Fenglin asked.

Mr. Zi nodded, and then began to remove the weeds. Elder Peng rushed over to help when he saw the situation.

After the weeds were cleared, Zhang Guozhi came back with a hoe. The tools were arranged to be brought by Zhang Guozhi.

Elder Peng watched Zhang Guozhi brandishing the hoe from the side, and could not stand to watch him do so. He said, "You've been a carpenter for a long time, and the hoe is useless now. Let me handle it!"

With that, he took the hoe from Zhang Guozhi's hand and began to dig with all his might.

In fact, Zhang Guozhi could not help but hiss at this Elder Peng's ability to shake off Zhang Guozhi as soon as he started his fight with him.

"Mr. Zi, even if the child was buried here, the child has been dead for almost ten years. How can we find the remains?" Zhang Guozhi asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Mister Zi nodded his head in agreement and continued, "We don't necessarily need to find a corpse!"

Zhang Guozhi did not understand the meaning behind Elder Peng's words. He merely stared at Elder Peng who was waving his hoe in the air, trying his best to dig the ground.

You'll know what it is when you see it later.

Elder Peng had about ten centimeters down from the ground. Mr Zi told Elder Peng to stop and then told everyone to search the ground with their hands and see what they could find!

When everyone heard this, they quickly moved their hands and pushed away the layers of dirt, carefully searching.

Just like that, about ten clumps fell to the ground. Yang Fenglin seemed to have discovered something — a white, chain-like object had appeared in the soil.

"Be careful and pick it up. It's best not to break it!" Mister Zi reminded him.

"Mhmm!" Yang Fenglin quickly nodded his head. He wasn't in a hurry to take it, but carefully pushed aside the dirt on the side, gradually revealing the true appearance of the object.

It was a hat chain with a silver Bodhisattva attached at the other end.

It was the custom of the eighteen children in Jiuwan, Sanchuan, to wear a silver Bodhisattva hat chain on their heads and a hundred locks on their chests.

When Yang Fenglin picked up the hat chain, Zi hurriedly wrapped it up with a piece of yellow paper.

Mr. Zi put away the things in the toolbox and followed Elder Peng back to the village of the Peng family in the East River. As they set off, Zhang Guozhi repeatedly requested to go with them. Mr. Zi thought that Zhang Guozhi would be better off if he went there, so he agreed.

Only now did the sun peek out from the western mountains.

Everyone arrived at Elder Peng's house on the East River. At this moment, Li Xiuzhen was anxiously waiting for Mr. Zi's arrival with her child in her arms.

Ever since Mr. Zi had left, the child's condition had deteriorated to the extreme. His complexion had become paler and paler, and his crying voice had become more and more strange. Moreover, he had the problem of vomiting milk. Fortunately, Mister Zi didn't come back that night, but Old Man Peng came back with a pitch-black buffalo horn. The child had put the horn on and looked much better, but his face was still as pale as ever.

After Mr. Zi had found out that Zhang Guozhi was lying, Li Xiuzhen began to hate Zhang Guozhi for having such a good child in her family. She kindly asked him to name Zhang Guozhi, but the result was the opposite.

The more she thought about it, the more furious she became. Just as Li Xiuzhen was grinding her teeth in anger, her savior had returned. Hearing the return of Mr. Zi, Li Xiuzhen was so excited that she almost fell down from the steps of the hall.

"Mister Zi, you've returned …" Li Xiuzhen said excitedly, and then she saw the carpenter Zhang Guozhi, her face immediately darkened, looking coldly at Zhang Guozhi, she shouted coldly: "What are you doing here? My family doesn't welcome you! "

Being scolded by Li Xiuzhen in such a way made Zhang Guozhi feel very awkward. His face turned red and he was at a loss of what to do. He did not know what to do, and only wanted to find a hole to hide in.

"Ahh, the person who comes to our door is our guest. How can you speak like that? You …" "You!" Elder Peng, who was standing at the side, was a bit annoyed and hurriedly said.

"Who is it? He caused the child to become like this! How is he still a guest? " Li Xiuzhen said stubbornly.

"How about this, let me say a word of fairness!" Mr. Zi, who had been silent at the side, spoke up.

After hearing what Mr. Zi had to say, Li Xiuzhen did not dare to say anything else. She quietly listened to what Mr. Zi had to say.

"He is responsible for this, but the responsibility does not rest with him. After all, he did have good intentions, and now he knows that he was wrong!" I don't want a single cent of the money. After the rejection is over, the child will continue to recognize him as his godfather! "After saying this, Mister Zi turned to Zhang Guozhi and said," Give the child another name! Remember, you have to think about it for yourself! "

"Mr. Zi, you … "You, this, what should I do …" Standing behind Mr. Zi, Zhang Guozhi was so moved that he was on the verge of tears.