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  Many years later, Cha Wenbin could recognize him at a glance. The person's appearance was very vague, and he couldn't see what he looked like or whether he was male or female. Cha Wenbin remembered that after being beaten by his master on the same day, he was told not to go there again and not to provoke that person. That night, Ma Suifeng changed into a Taoist robe and went out. When he left, he had a gloomy face, and when he returned, he still had a gloomy face, but it was already early the next morning. Little Cha Wenbin didn't sleep all night and knelt in front of his master's bed for the whole night.

  Later, Wen Bin tried to recall the incident. He thought that thing was very likely given by his master... At least he knew it should be an unclean thing. Later, he finally understood why Ma Suifeng asked him to stay away from that thing, because if it were a normal ghost, it would not appear during the day. The yin and yang are different, any evil spirit will dissipate when encountering sunlight during the day, never to be reborn. But if that thing was not human but a ghost, how could it sit on the bridge even in daylight?

  This question, Zha Wenbin had thought about it for many years. Every time he came to Hongcun and passed by that place, Zha Wenbin would unintentionally look at the bridge. The bridge was still there, and the assembly hall was also still there. The five-pointed star on the assembly hall no longer had its original red color, as the passage of time had left marks of age on it. Two years ago, in response to a call to develop collective economy, the village used the local production of bamboo in Hongcun to prepare for setting up a broom factory, using bamboo fibers to make large brooms specifically for use in northern farms.

  When the factory was set up, it chose that grand hall as its location. The place was spacious and high, suitable for both processing and storage. However, less than a month after the factory started, just when the first batch of products came out, another fire broke out. The bamboo burned quickly, but fortunately, the rescue was timely, and it was daytime, so the fire was put out. But by then, everything had been burnt to ashes. From then on, people couldn't help but mention those past events, and that grand hall was locked up again, continuing its dull and gloomy days.

  As an old acquaintance, Cha Wenbin naturally didn't want to come on strong, thinking that it had been extinguished by Ma Suifeng. However, he didn't expect to meet again today. It was still as red and resplendent as before, and the long robe that covered him from head to toe seemed more like a new person's attire. Because Cha Wenbin vaguely saw that the red color also had a hint of golden thread.

  In the face of such a stalemate, Cha Wenbin was at a loss for what to do for a while. However, it seemed that the red-clothed figure wasn't concerned about the dying Xiao Kong, but instead kept facing Cha Wenbin. Many years later, he would have the Soul-destroying Nail, but at that time, all he had in his hand was a large seal.

  That red-clad figure was clearly not afraid of the seal, and Zhang Wenbin's palms were sweating so much that the seal almost slipped out. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he still had a mysterious team. So he opened his mouth and shouted at the gate: "Where is Tian Shi Zhong Kui? Hurry back to help me!"

  A loud and resonant Peking Opera tune began to sound, three men with painted Zhong Kui faces emerged in a row, their beards hanging down to their knees, big red flowers dangling from their ears, and flat-headed shoes on their feet. At their waists, they held Zhong Kui's command tablet, singing: "Evil spirits and monsters, where can you escape? Look at me, Zhong Kui, coming to capture the evil, holding the Three Halls' Yanluo Command, treading on the hidden fire clouds of the earth..."

  These people are all old actors, and the singing is really good. As soon as this formation comes out, let alone that other person who doesn't want to leave, even the one in red clothes starts to back away slowly, retreating further and further away. Cha Wenbin watches as the fiery red figure disappears from his line of sight, as if he had never come at all, leaving behind only the wet back of his shirt...

  After sending away the plague god, Cha Wenbin finally took a deep breath. The outside of the Kong family's house returned to its usual calmness. He had done everything he needed to do. After adjusting his breathing and stabilizing his emotions, he shouted towards the door: "Qianli Dao brother, the rest is up to you now. You have to be the one to handle this matter."

  The big gate on the other side slowly opened, and Bai Qian led the way, holding that lantern in his hand. Beside him stood Kong Lao Da, who was covered in wounds all over his body. Kong Lao Da held a lantern in his hand, and behind him, a row of Kong family descendants were all dressed in mourning attire with their heads bowed low. The scene was quite spectacular. As for now, Kong Lao Da is like a piece of meat on the chopping board, to be chopped up however people want. It's also his own fault, knowing that this precious son of his is now on the verge of death. When he arrived outside, before anyone could even speak, he took the lead and knelt down himself.

  Rushing towards Lao Xia and the woman, Kong Lao Da was overcome with emotion, wiping away tears and wailing: "Wen Lao brother, I'm your brother Kong Da Ge! My unfilial son took out his anger on you and offended your golden body. You're a magnanimous person, please spare us, an entire family, for my sake, I've come to apologize." As he spoke, he kowtowed, and the rest of the Kong family followed suit, also kowtowing.

  Cha Wenbin pulled over the woman standing in front of Kong Lao Da and said: "Our affairs are all settled, today's affairs are finished, you also have to follow along and do it together. Kong Lao Da is wrong, or greatly mistaken, but you're not much better off either, pissing and shitting on someone else's ancestral grave. Otherwise, your husband wouldn't be suffering this injustice, when will this cycle of revenge end? Kong Lao Da has already knelt down to admit his mistake, shouldn't Ah Xiang also be magnanimous and apologize to the Kong family?"

  The woman suddenly listened and burst into tears, crying and saying: "Just now our family's Wén Dōu told me that at first it was not your fault, he himself slipped and fell down. This matter is also my fault, I shouldn't have come to scold, nor should I have vented my anger on the two elders, as a younger generation I also owe an apology to the two elders, tomorrow when we take the coffin out I will personally come to help the two elders clean their bodies."

  "This being the case, let's just consider it settled then. From now on, we're all one family," he said, lightly patting the lantern in his hand. "Are you two satisfied? If that's the case, your grandson will be fine too. Later, I'll go up the mountain and clean out a nice room for the old couple, so they can live comfortably and sleep soundly."

  After finishing, he stuck his ear to the spiritual house again, nodding constantly. Kong Lao Da saw that he was determined to listen carefully, so he also perked up his ears, wanting to hear what his parents had said. No one knew whether the two old men had made any arrangements or not, but anyway, things had come to this point and were basically settled. Just then, it happened that the incense stick at Cha Wenbin's place was about to burn out. He stretched out his hand and slapped Old Xia's head heavily, and Old Xia suddenly shivered all over, opening his mouth to say: "Alright?"

  "Alright!" This seemed to be a happy ending for everyone, and all that was left was the relocation of the grave. Three firecrackers shot up into the air with a "whooshing" sound, exploding in mid-air above Hong Village on this night, three flashes of light signaling the start of the procession. Several men who had been arranged beforehand lifted up a sedan chair, on which there was a piece of red cloth. Bai Qianli placed the coffin on the sedan chair and carried the oil lamp in front using a tray.

  "Sixth Uncle, take him back to rest first. I'll give you a prescription tomorrow morning and you can get some medicine for him to calm down." He looked at Xia Lao Liu's worried expression and comforted him: "Don't worry, they're all tonics that nourish the body. I'll help send them on their way, so you don't have to follow along."

  Just like that, Xia Lao Liu took Qiu Shi and left first. Coincidentally, the fat man waited until he walked far away before daring to say to Cha Wenbin: "It seems that Little Summer Master really can't recognize us anymore. Well, after a while, I also want to leave, it's quite boring staying here."

  "Where do you want to go?"

  Fatso smiled and said: "Whatever, the world is so big, I, Fat Master, want to go out and take a walk."

  Zha Wenbin didn't say another word. He knew that Pangzi couldn't leave now, and it wasn't for anything else, but just for the still sleeping Yuan Xiaobai.

  Having climbed the mountain, Cha Wenbin finally understood what it meant to be extravagant. In recent decades, this tomb should have been the most luxurious one. The fatty glanced at those buildings that looked like small palaces above ground and said to Kong Lao Da: "I say you're just showing off, aren't you? You built such a big tomb to tell people that we're rich and extravagant! Hey, if it were in the past, I'd have destroyed this tomb with just one hand, believe me?"

  Kong Lao Da is now really frightened, and hastily stammered: "Brother, what do you mean?"

  "This isn't a signal to the grave robbers or what? What kind of brains do you have, I'm advising you not to put anything inside, today there are many people and many eyes, everyone knows that it's empty inside so outsiders won't bother. Otherwise, take those bottles and jars you brought, seems like I saw some gold and silver stuff too, today I'm saying this, if you put these things in, this tomb will definitely be dug up within a few years."

  Pangzi's reminder was unreasonable, such things have happened many times before. Kong Lao Da originally wanted to be filial and obedient, but since such a big mess had occurred, he simply gave away all the valuable items he had saved up. But after being reminded by Pangzi, he became hesitant again, and could only stare blankly at the letter from thousands of miles away, waiting for a response.

  "What he said makes sense. In a crowded place with many people watching, it's better to take everything back. If you really have the heart, come and burn some incense and paper, that's the best."

  After finishing, Bai Qianli put the oil lamp that was shining with green light on the coffin in the empty tomb first. The tomb was indeed big enough, but when Zhen Wenbin came up and took a look at the trend, he always felt that something was wrong. Taking advantage of the fat man's stir-fry, he took out the compass to take a look, and sure enough, he found a problem.

  He spoke bluntly and directly asked, "Uncle, who chose this burial site?" At the time he said this, he was looking at Bai Qianli, who was arranging the mourning house.

  "Mr. Bai gave you a challenge, I see you're quite knowledgeable too, what do you think about this move?"

  "Nothing, nothing, it's fine, it's fine," he said, pulling Ye Qiu and Pangzi to one side and whispering, "You two listen, there's something wrong with this grave. That Ba Qianli is an expert, normally he wouldn't miss the problem, so be careful later..."

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