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The drizzle during the Qingming Festival silently soaks the barren mountains outside Hangzhou City.
In this world, worshiping ancestors during the Qingming Festival is a top priority.
Especially since reincarnation was inexplicably cut off decades ago, the souls that have passed away in the upper world can no longer be reborn and can only stay in the underworld or gradually dissipate.
Therefore, this annual offering of incense and sacrifice by descendants has become almost the only bridge to maintain the existence of ancestors and convey the thoughts of blood, and its significance is far more profound than before.
Several slightly dilapidated tombs stand alone on the mountainside. Engraved on the monuments are the names of Liangshan Heroes who died in Battle of Hangzhou in battle decades ago.
Wu Song stood alone in front of the tomb, his tall figure looking particularly calm in the rain and fog.
He didn't hold an umbrella, letting the fine raindrops soak his clothes.
He slowly sprinkled the wine he brought in front of the grave, watching the wine seep into the lonely soil.
Wu Song spoke in a low voice, "That's the end of this matter. He is now my disciple and a member of my family. You... don't try to embarrass him anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature around the tomb dropped suddenly, and an invisible air of resentment spread, as if there were countless voices shouting and questioning silently.
"My own family member?! There has never been a family member in this world who killed his brothers! How can I swallow this tone!"
Wu Song raised his head suddenly, and took a step forward. The gravel beneath his feet cracked, and the sound was like a thunderous explosion:
"Can't swallow?"
"On Mount Liang, haven't there been people who died at the hands of "my brothers"?!"
The anger stagnated for a moment, then bounced back even more forcefully. "Of course not! I'm waiting for a hundred and eight generals to gather together to uphold justice Mount Liang, to uphold justice for heaven, and to be unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness. How can we kill each other!"
"Then who killed Li Kui?"
"..."
The resentment was like being pinched by the throat and silenced instantly.
Wu Song didn't wait for it to respond, pressing forward step by step:
"Ask you again! Brothers, why are the bones buried outside Hangzhou City?"
"Did he die in battle when he rebelled against the imperial court?!"
"... No."
"What did you die for?!"
Wu Song's voice was filled with endless sadness and sarcasm, "It was because I was recruited! I was a hawk and a dog for the imperial court that I once swore to overthrow. Why did Jiangnan come here to fight Fang La, so I lost my life here!"
He looked around this desolate cemetery and his voice suddenly rose to a high pitch:
"Who forced the brothers who were living in peace to go up the mountain? Who led everyone back to work as dogs for the imperial court?!"
"Is this the "unparalleled loyalty" you keep saying?!"
After a long time, a hoarse voice faintly sounded:
"... Brother Wu said this now, it's already too late."
The wind suddenly intensified, and the paper money and ashes in front of the grave were swept up into the air.
"Today is the Qingming Festival, yin and yang are confused...Song Jiang brother has led the ghost kings to arouse Ghost King Tide in advance."
Wu Song The tiger's eyes widened, and the muscles around his body tensed instantly.
In the distant sky, a mass of dark clouds was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the faint sound of ghosts crying could be heard.
Xu Xian'er looked at the stunned Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing in front of him, with a bit of confusion on his eyebrows.
Seeing that the other party was only staring at me and not speaking, he asked softly, "Sister, is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll leave first."
Bai Suzhen Only then did he recover from his shock and subconsciously said "hmm" twice.
Xu Xian'er Seeing this, he stopped asking any more questions and walked toward the alley with his cloth bag in hand.
Her home is in Qiantang East Market, which is not close to West Lake. If she doesn't hurry up, she won't be able to get back to the pharmacy in time to borrow <Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon> before evening, and she may miss cooking for her sister and her husband.
As she walked, she was thinking in her mind: Brother-in-law Li Gongfu recently solved the treasury theft case. Although he did not receive a reward from the government, he was appreciated by Magistrate Yang, and he was in a good mood.
If I work harder and cook the food to taste, I might be able to get a few more taels of silver from my brother-in-law to buy some new medical books.
Also, I heard from my brother-in-law a few days ago that he had met Master Chen Xian of Medicine King Valley. It is said that there are free medical books there to learn from. I will definitely ask my brother-in-law later if this news is true.
If this is true, you won't have to worry about having no money to buy books when you study medicine in the future.
Xu Xian'er's figure gradually disappeared around the corner.
Bai Suzhen looked at her back, his brows knitted into knots, and his fingertips twisted the hem of her skirt unconsciously.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Qing came over and saw her troubled expression, and murmured in her heart, "You were fine just now, why are you so worried?"
Bai Suzhen sighed, with a bit of confusion in his voice. "I have just calculated clearly that that girl is indeed the reincarnation of the benefactor I have been looking for for thousands of years... But, she is a woman, how should I repay this kindness?"
"Female?!" Xiao Qing's almond-shaped eyes widened in shock.
Can a woman and a woman achieve marriage?
Bai Suzhen lowered his eyes and stared at the tangled branches of silver thread flowing on the skirt, and his confused thoughts were like the tangled branches.
She had read too many human stories, and the stories of repaying kindness in them were always about heroes saving beauties and beauties giving their bodies to each other. She was so tempted that she also secretly longed for love in this world.
But now that the benefactor has become a daughter, none of the methods of repaying gratitude in the storybook can be used.
"Oh, don't worry about it!" Xiao Qing grabbed Bai Suzhen's wrist, his tone full of eagerness, "No matter what method you use to repay your kindness, you must first know their name and where they live, right? It took us a thousand years to meet them, and if we continue to waste time, they will disappear. Where will you find them then?"
Bai Suzhen suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the empty direction of the alley, and felt flustered in his heart. Just now, he was only thinking about the way to repay his kindness, and he actually forgot to ask the benefactor's name and where he lived.
She no longer hesitated, picked up her skirt and ran after West Lake, followed closely by Xiao Qing.
Two beautiful figures passed by the bluestone alley, and their plain white and aqua-green skirts fluttered in the wind, attracting passers-by to stop and look back.
When they arrived at the lakeside, Bai Suzhen suddenly stopped.
But in the vast mist, I saw a small boat slowly sailing away from the shore, and the figure of Xu Xian'er was faintly visible on the bow.
"Boatman! Boatman!" She called repeatedly, but her voice was blown away by the lake wind.
The ferry went further and further away, almost disappearing into the mist in the middle of the lake.
Bai Suzhen In desperation, his fingers flew up and he silently recited the true secret on his lips.
In an instant, the sky became dim, and thick ink-like dark clouds rolled up and swallowed up the skylight. With the sound of thunder, huge raindrops pattered on the bluestone, and in the blink of an eye it was a torrential force.
Thousands of ripples were created on the lake surface by the rapid rain, and the small boat was shaking violently in the wind and waves. The boatman hurriedly closed the oars, and the ferry was actually pushed back to the shore by the incoming waves.
At this time, above Broken Bridge, Chen Jin was staring at the misty rain on the lake. Suddenly, he saw the sudden and rapid rain, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Someone is casting a spell to make rain." Chen Jin's eyes darkened, and his gaze swept across the lake.
In the misty rain, the ferry that was forced to turn back was particularly eye-catching. There was a handsome young man standing on the bow, and two graceful women were holding up their skirts and preparing to board the ship.
Read Chapter 11 now: Calling the Rain: to start today's wonderful experience.