Lord of Earth Fiend

Chapter 17

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The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the autumn sky is vast, tinged with a sense of death.

"Conservation! Conservation!"

Before the person arrives, the shout comes first.

Wang Huaiyi, who carried the books on his back, stepped into the yard, looked up, and saw that under the jujube trees in the yard, there seemed to be strange fallen leaves on the ground. When he looked closely, he found that each piece was pierced by something and turned into rotten leaves.

He didn't think much about it, stepped on it, and came to the door of the main house.

With a babble, the door opened and Chen Jin came out.

Going to the street yesterday, Chen Jin and Wang Huaiyi met again. Wang Huaiyi knew that he rented a house here, so he came here today.

After entering the house and sitting down, looking at the simple layout around, Wang Huaiyi couldn't find any decorations of pen and ink culture, so Wang Huaiyi couldn't help asking: "Shou Heng, why do you rent a house here and live alone?"

Chen Jin smiled: "Take care of yourself."

"It's a pity that you don't use it for reading in such a clean place and it's close to the Confucian Temple."

"It's nothing to be sorry about. All things are bothering you. Put down your books and think about it. It's not bad."

Wang Huaiyi looked at him: "Shou Heng, do you blame me for being cowardly and not daring to go with you to beat the drums for my husband to appeal for grievances?"

Chen Jin is silent, although he has fused many soul memories from his predecessors, but not all of them, and he has different positions on certain matters.

Wang Huaiyi let out a long sigh: "Shou Heng, I am different from you. You have an uncle who is a captain, and your grandfather's family is a wealthy one. Even if something happens, there will be someone to help you. But I am a small family, and I finally got the honor of a scholar." , once something happens, the family will be destroyed."

Chen Jin waved his hand: "I never complained, the matter is over."

Wang Huaiyi clenched his fists: "In the case of Mr., I understand that only by studying hard, getting a title on the gold list, and holding power in your hands can you control your own destiny."

Chen Jin was pessimistic.

Su Xiaowen was born as a second-class Jinshi. On the road to fame in the imperial examination, this is already a very high starting point.

But what happened?
"Stop talking about this, Shou Heng, let's go, let's go out of the city to find Su Xiancheng, and see if there is any news about the whereabouts of the little junior sister."

"it is good."

Chen Jin took the bamboo stick, locked the door, and went out of the city together with Wang Huaiyi.

Wang Huaiyi glanced at the bamboo stick, and thought to himself: Could it be that Chen Jin was tortured and beaten severely in prison, causing damage to his legs?
But it doesn't look like it's lame...

Yes, there must be some hidden wounds.

In prisons and other places, as long as you enter, you have to take off your skin if you don't die.

Thinking of this level, Wang Huaiyi was even more thankful that he did not follow Chen Jin to commit crimes impulsively, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The two of them left the east gate of the city, walked along the official road for two or three miles, turned to the left, passed through a field of rice paddies, and saw a village in front of them.

There was a gurgling stream outside the village, and there was no bridge, but a thick piece of wood more than three feet long was placed across it, which was regarded as a stepping log.

Chen Jin walked by, and Wang Huaiyi, who was walking behind, suddenly cried out, "Oh, what a sin, what a sin."

Chen Jin turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Huaiyi leaned down, stroked the wood on the stream with his hands, and muttered, "How could this be? These mountain villagers are too rude."

Chen Jin was startled, went to look at the wood, and found that there were carving marks on the wood, but it was old and trampled a lot, so it was mottled, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

Wang Huaiyi stretched out his hands, picked up the wood carefully, and turned it over: "This is a statue of a god."

Chen Jin saw it, and it was indeed a wooden statue of a god. It was face down before, so it was unclear.

The carving of this statue is sloppy, and its shape and appearance are not similar to that of a righteous god. A large piece of blue-red paint has peeled off, which looks hideous.Probably some dilapidated obscene wild god, whose statue was put on a stream and trampled by the villagers.

Wang Huaiyi didn't hesitate to use his sleeves to help the statue wipe the stains, then looked around, and carried the statue under a nearby tree with difficulty, and erected it upright.Then he took off the book, took out three sticks of incense and some paper money, and worshiped respectfully, still chanting words, but the voice was low and could not be heard clearly.

What is this operation?
Chen Jin looked at it in astonishment.

After a while, Wang Huaiyi finished worshiping, and then waded over.

Chen Jin asked: "Huaiyi, what are you?"

Wang Huaiyi replied: "My mother taught me since I was a child: 'Worship the gods and you will be blessed by the gods', so I have developed a habit. Whenever I go out, there will be incense in the books, and I must enter every temple. When I see the gods, I will worship The reason why I was able to get the honor of a scholar is because of the merits and virtues I have accumulated over the years."

Chen Jin: "..."

In the Lingnan region, the villagers like to offer sacrifices, which is a local folk culture tradition, and there are more temples and gods than cow hairs.Not to mention the formal construction of temple statues, even a strange rock is worshiped by people, and an old tree that is old is also worshiped;
However, they are also xenophobic. For ghosts and gods that they do not recognize, they are often abandoned on the ground for people to trample on, expressing the meaning of suppression.

This is the fate of the current statue.

Chen Jin and his grandfather Laoqiu's family are not local people, and the family tradition is different.

Chen Jin's predecessor was deeply influenced by Su Xiaowen's Confucian ethics, and his temperament was upright, and he never worshiped ghosts and gods indiscriminately;

As for the current Chen Jin, who is pregnant with the Confucian Temple and started practicing, he has a completely different understanding of ghosts and gods: "Huaiyi, this statue looks bad, it is definitely not a righteous god, and it was abandoned here by others, you should not go there rashly." Worship."

"Conservation is wrong!"

Wang Huaiyi said seriously: "In my opinion, no matter what kind of gods are gods, they are all gods. The sages said: treat them equally. Although this statue is down and out, I lifted it up, erected it again, and offered incense to worship it. It's like saving people in distress and giving charcoal in the face of hardship. If the god has a spirit, he will definitely be very grateful to me."

Chen Jin held his temper: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and there are many people who will avenge their kindness, let alone ghosts and gods? The sages also said: It is a disaster to sacrifice to ghosts and gods, but there is no blessing in prostitution."

Wang Huaiyi said disapprovingly: "I have been doing this for so many years, and nothing happened."

Chen Jin didn't say any more.

It is difficult to reason with people; it is even more difficult to try to persuade a person.Talking and talking, on the contrary, it is easy to have disputes and break the relationship.

The two continued to move forward, entered the village, and soon found the home of their classmate Su Xiancheng.

Earth-walled tile-roofed houses, a poor house.

Su Xiancheng had only passed the county and government examinations, and failed in the college examinations, so he was just a child. Fortunately, he was only in his 20s this year, so he was not considered old, so he could continue to take the exams.

When classmates and old friends gather together and talk about the matter of professional teachers, it is inevitable to sigh and feel sad again.

When asked about Su Jin, Su Xiancheng said: "It happened that day, I happened to be there, and I saw my junior sister get in a carriage and leave."

Chen Jin asked: "Whose carriage?"

Su Xiancheng pondered for a moment: "It should belong to the Zhou family."

Both Chen Jin and Wang Huaiyi looked suspicious, Wang Huaiyi asked, "Zhou Ming?"

Su Xiancheng nodded: "The logo of the Zhou family is hung on the carriage, so it's unmistakable."

Wang Huaiyi murmured: "How is it possible? Could it be that my junior sister was deceived by Zhou Ming?"

The Zhou family is a wealthy family in Gaozhou Prefecture. Zhou Ming worshiped Su Xiaowen as his teacher, but he was a romantic and frivolous person. More importantly, it was he who falsely accused Su Xiaowen of writing anti-poetry, which caused Su Xiaowen to go to jail and died tragically. in prison.

(End of this chapter)