I am born with insufficiency

Chapter 35

The remnant walls stood like pieces of paper, and the dilapidated house was also crumbling. Except for a barely passable roof, it was almost ventilated from all sides. From the outside, it was clear that as long as Mr. Zhang Dashan did not leave, the candlelight should not disappear.

"Go and see."

Gu Buquan and Ling An entered the dilapidated house, and there was no sign of Zhang Dashan inside or outside. In such a blink of an eye, he disappeared out of thin air.

After checking it again, it was confirmed that the dilapidated house did not have a back door.

"Strange, could he grow wings and fly into the sky?"

Gu Buquan looked at the roof, although it was leaking wind and rain, but it was not possible to get out of it.

She shook her head in doubt, "It is impossible to go to the sky, so the only way is to go to the earth."

into the ground?into the ground!
This was originally a farm, so it was normal to have a cellar or something.

Ling An looked at his feet, the ground was paved with blue bricks, and when he tapped, there seemed to be a hollow sound.

"There is a mystery in the ground." He said, and then he lay on the ground and searched for it. He was busy for a while, but he couldn't find the mechanism to go to the ground.

Gu Buquan was not idle, Ling An searched on the ground, and she groped around to search.

"Be careful." Suddenly Ling An jumped up and grabbed her with one hand, while the other hand quickly covered her mouth.

I saw a gecko lying only two inches away from her hand.

She trembled all over, her heart was in her throat, her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, she quietly watched the gecko crawl through between her fingers, and disappear after crawling into the gap behind the half-closed door .

"It, where did it go?" She asked tremblingly.

"Gap," he said.

He threw away Gu Buquan, and lay down on the ground again, this time he only looked in the gap between the blue bricks, and finally saw a glimmer of light between the cracks in the corner behind the door.

"That's it." He dug for a long time with his hands but failed to pick up the green brick.

"Silly, try to go down." She said.

Sure enough, with a light push, the blue bricks bounced downwards, revealing a downward stone step. There was still half a candle on the stone step, which was shining faintly.

After descending more than a dozen stone steps, a boxy hut appeared in front of us.

There is a table case in the house, on which there are black and white double boxes, and a stack of handprinted house deed and land deed transfer documents. Some of the transferors are from Maple Leaf Town who I don’t know well, and some don’t know them. They seem to be from the county town. It should be those so-called predestined people.

On the brick wall behind the table case, there are two banners hung impressively, which read: "Fate is risky, and you must be cautious when casting your life."

It seems that this is undoubtedly Liming Qianzhuang.

But they did not see the figure of Zhang Dashan, only the footprints left in the dust on the ground can prove that he has been here.

Ning Shen held his breath and searched again, only to find a gleam of light from the brick wall behind the table case, the two nodded knowingly, and were about to go forward, when they suddenly heard the voices of people above.

"Liming Bank, I found Liming Bank."

It was the sound of flowers ringing bells, and she led the old and young people in the town to break in with torches.

"Look, I'm right, right? I already knew there was something wrong with this dilapidated house, so I found it now?" Hua Yingling said proudly.

"The girl who rattles the bell is really a god."

"Thanks to Miss Rattle, otherwise we don't know how many people in Maple Leaf Town would suffer from it."

"Miss Rattle Bell, you are really the savior of Maple Leaf Town."

Gu Buquan and Ling An looked at each other in blank dismay, when did all of this become the credit of Hua Rattle?
Looking at Hua Rattle's face through the light of those torches, she was neither blushing nor heartbeating, as if she deserved it for granted.

"Then the great savior of Maple Leaf Town, do you know who led us to Liming Bank? Who is the owner?"

"Hmm..." Hua Yaoling was beaten back to her original form within a moment of her air, and said awkwardly, "Then who are you talking about? Where are they?"

Gu Buquan didn't bother to ring the bell, but just pointed at the brick wall behind the table.

"What do you mean?" Hua rattled the bell in confusion.

Ling An pushed the brick wall with his hands, and the wall opened like a door, revealing another room.

Zhang Dashan was sitting in the room, watching the crowd rushing in with horror.

"It's you, so it's all your fault!"

"Liming Qianzhuang was originally opened by you, you cannibalism."

Surprisingly, there was another person in this room, curled up in a corner, skinny, with a head of white hair that could not be distinguished from hair or beard, and his face and body were as white as death, but he was panting.

No one knew this man.

Elder Wu Qi went up to look at it carefully for a long time, and asked in surprise, "Is it Mr. Zhang?"

The man nodded, and a line of muddy tears fell from his red eyes.

This old man is Zhang Dashan's biological father.

"Mr. Zhang? Wasn't he burned to death 20 years ago?"

Mr. Zhang pointed tremblingly at Mr. Zhang Dashan, tremblingly squeezed out two words from between his lips and teeth: "Beast."

Zhang Dashan was good at calculating and running the family since he was a child, and he was quite filial to his father, mainly because the fortune teller said his father was prosperous.

But he has a younger brother who is ignorant, eats, drinks, and gambles. This is a thorn in Zhang Dashan's heart for the money-hungry Zhang Dashan, but Mr. Zhang loves his youngest son, and often gives money to his youngest son in private squander.

Wouldn't it be a waste of all the family wealth if this continues?How can Zhang Dashan endure it!

On that day, Mr. Zhang secretly gave silver to his youngest son again. Zhang Dashan saw it, and in a fit of anger, took the silver and smashed his younger brother's head violently. Unexpectedly, he smashed his head and fell to the ground dead.

The boy who brought the tea happened to see it, and he panicked and shouted to report to the officials. Seeing that something was wrong, Mr. Zhang Dashan smashed the boy to death with a teapot.

Two people died in one night, Zhang Dashan didn't do anything, he simply lit a fire and burned the farm.

Many people in the farm were buried in the sea of ​​flames when their sleep was sweet, including the housekeeper A Qing's father.

As for his own father, because he is "prosperous and wealthy", he must keep it.

So Zhang Dashan locked his father in the cellar, and came here to deliver meals every now and then, so as not to let him starve to death.

This level is 20 years.

……

"Your Majesty, fortunately you had the foresight to let the two of us withdraw from the bank in time, otherwise it would be difficult to get out now."

On the roof of the coffin shop stood the cloaked man and Black and White Wuchang, looking at the wasteland below them from a distance.

The man in the cloak said, "Things are getting worse and worse." He looked at the impermanence of black and white, and continued, "Both of you, stay away for now."

Hei Wuchang was puzzled: "Didn't your lord throw Zhang Dashan out? Can't this matter go away?"

The man in the cloak shook his head: "Let's go. The two of you can wait for me in the capital. There is no light in the east and light in the west."

"Yes." Hei Wuchang retreated in response.

Bai Wuchang didn't want to leave, she looked eagerly at the man in the cloak, even though she couldn't see his face clearly, she still asked expectantly: "Your Majesty, won't you go with us?"

The cloaked man wrapped his cloak tightly, lowered his hat a bit, and replied, "I still have things to do."

"Let me stay by your side and help you?"

The man in the cloak waved his hand decisively: "No need."

Bai Wuchang stepped back in disappointment, and was dragged away by Hei Wuchang.

The cloaked man turned his head and took another deep look at the wilderness where the flames were shining brightly into the sky, and flied away.

And the place where he landed was the coffin shop.

He stood in the middle of the backyard for a while, touched the coffin board, and left quietly.

(End of this chapter)