This is just a remote mountain village, and there's a barefoot doctor in the village. Cha Wenbin knew that with this injury, it wasn't necessary to send him there again. Fortunately, today was New Year's Day, and people from outside who were busy came back home. At that time, people with conditions had already bought vans and started running their own transportation. Ah Gui at the head of the village had a Changhe van.

  Cha Wenbin hastily ran to Ah Gui's house, also carrying incense paper to pay his respects at the grave. At that time, Cha Wenbin's reputation was not only well-known in his own village but also in the surrounding counties. During his absence, many people came to seek him out for fortune-telling, divination, and geomancy, trampling down the soil at the entrance of the village, let alone those who came to ask him to preside over weddings and exorcisms.

  A Gui took a look at Cha Wenbin holding his son, and the child's body still had bloodstains. He quickly put down the basket in his hand and asked: "Wenbin brother, what happened?"

  Zha Wenbin hastily said: "Let's blow up the sixteen sounds, your car is at home, if not, help me send it to Xian County Hospital."

  Ah Gui took a look at the child, whose clothes were all blown to shreds. He knew he was badly hurt and rushed into the courtyard, shouting: "The child's mother, you go to the grave first, I have something to do." After that, he put down what he was doing, hurriedly led Cha Wenbin into the courtyard, started the small car and took them both to the county town.

  At that time, the road in that area was really not good. It hadn't been paved with asphalt yet and was just a muddy dirt road. In the cold winter, after freezing and then raining, the road was bumpy and full of potholes. The car shook all the way, and the child was in so much pain that he was gritting his teeth. Ah Kui drove as fast as possible but still took over an hour to arrive. On that day, most doctors had gone home for Chinese New Year, and he helped Wenbin get an emergency appointment, but they still had to wait a long time before being taken into the emergency room.

  Two people anxiously waited at the door for a long time, not long ago they had just lain down themselves, now it was their son's turn, their daughter was already lost, no matter what, they couldn't let anything happen to him again, Zhang Wenbin's mind was a mess.

  Zhuo Xiong and Heng Roulian returned home to find that Cha Wenbin had not come back for a long time. They went outside to ask around, and Ah Gui's wife said that the child had been blown up. The two of them were anxious and ran around in circles in the village. After much difficulty, they borrowed a three-wheeled cart from the village head's house, and Zhuo Xiong took Heng Roulian with him as they rushed away, leaving behind only Hei Zi, the big black dog, at home.

  When they arrived at the hospital, after a good search, they finally saw Cha Wenbin, who was crying by the flower bed at the entrance.

  Zhuo Xiong hastily asked: "Wen Bin brother, how's the kid?"

  Cha Wenbin saw that they had arrived and wiped away a tear: "I don't know what kind of sin I committed, my daughter is gone, and this son was also blown up..."

  "What's wrong?"

  Zha Wenbin grasped Zhu Xiong's arm and said with a choked voice: "The blast ruined my reproductive system, the doctor says I may not be able to have children in the future." After finishing speaking, Zha Wenbin could no longer control his emotions. What kind of thing is this?

  Cha Wenbin's master had once told him that as a Taoist, he could offend ghosts but not gods. Gods were clear about gratitude and resentment, and would investigate responsibilities. He didn't know if he had revealed too much heavenly secrets, or if this was also heaven's will. In short, Cha Wenbin was finished!

  The child's life was saved, and in the county hospital bed, three big men stared at the cold wall, none of them feeling good about it. How to bring up this topic with the child? Zha Wenbin couldn't say it out loud, let alone others.

  That evening, Cha Wenbin decided to take his son back home for the New Year. Ah Kui had already been sent back by Cha Wenbin in the afternoon. Zhuo Xiong drove a tricycle with four people braving the cold wind on their way back home. Along the way, Cha Wenbin wrapped him in thick cotton-padded jacket, but the child was still shivering with cold.

  Hei Zi seemed to have a premonition, the villagers said that this dog had been standing at the village entrance since noon. When it saw Zhuo Xiong's horse "galloping" over, it didn't rush up like usual, but instead quietly waited, then silently followed them back home.

  After settling the child, Zhuo Xiong first gathered a table of wine and dishes. Today is also the 30th day of the year, no matter what happens, the end of the year must be celebrated. However, that child was in so much pain that he kept crying out loud, and none of the others had an appetite for dinner. Even Hei Zi, who had eaten a few mouthfuls, left early to lie down at the gate.

  Cha Wenbin didn't take a half step back, and all the way he didn't say a word. No one knew what was on his mind, just constantly flipping through the big seal in his hand. Maybe if given another chance, he wouldn't choose to be a Taoist again, but did he have a choice? The horizontally meaty face listlessly stared at the black and white TV, inside which Zhao Zhongxiang paired with Ni Ping was giving New Year's greetings to people of all ethnic groups across the nation. This was also the only valuable thing in Cha Wenbin's home.

  That child only forced down a few bites of dumplings, and before long, he didn't know whether it was painful or truly sleepy, but his eyes were already closed in sleep. Looking at the tear stains on his son's face, Cha Wenbin felt even more unbearable, turned over, picked up the Qixing sword hanging from the headboard, and was about to go out.

  "You two stay at home and watch, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave this door!" This was the first thing he said after coming back. Then, carrying the Seven Star Sword and wearing the Qiankun Bag, he walked out in big strides. Zhuo Xiong knew his temper, so it's best to listen to him, and he honestly sat on the bench watching a boring show.

  Heizi saw Cha Wenbin wanting to leave and shook his tail, following behind him. This was not stopped by him, one man and one dog walked towards the distant deep mountains.

  Their ancestral tomb's feng shui was chosen by Master Cha Wenbin's teacher, a small green dragon's back, although not the best dragon hole or phoenix land, but in this area it is considered one of the best. Another reason is that their family were originally farmers and didn't want to pursue great wealth and nobility, so the teacher chose that place, which was not far from home, five miles away. Originally there were some wild tea plants growing there, and the land was also called "tea leaf land" by locals. The soil underneath was genuine yellow earth, very thick and solid. Cha Nü's small tomb mound was also chosen by Master Cha Wenbin's teacher as a burial site for himself, but unexpectedly he ended up burying his daughter there instead.

  What puzzled Zhang Wenbin the most was that it's New Year's Day today, how could his sister not even protect her own brother? And it happened right under his nose, could it really be an accident? He never had his fortune told for himself or his family members. Originally, he planned to burn some incense for his daughter tonight and took the opportunity to go up and take a look together.

  That day, it really was a case of changing one's face in an instant. Just a moment ago everything was fine, but as soon as Zha Wenbin walked onto that small path, thunder suddenly started rumbling, and it was even a loud clap! Zha Wenbin stopped in his tracks, and Hei Zi stood beside him, the northwest wind starting to howl again.

  "In the winter, there is thunder; next year, a mound of graves." Zhang Wenbin looked up at the sky and muttered to himself. This was absolutely not a good omen. In this season when lightning should not occur, if it did, it would foretell either an epidemic or a natural disaster in the coming year, resulting in many deaths. As a result, Yan Wang (the King of Hell) would be busy, with people dying so fast that they had to use shovels to push them into graves, which were dug one on top of another."

  Normally, he would never dare to climb the mountain again after seeing such an ominous sign. But today, he couldn't care less about that. This is what they mean by "knowing there's a tiger on the mountain, but still heading towards it". The people buried on top of the mountain are his own loved ones. If he can't even protect himself, that's understandable, but how could he put him in harm's way?

  Pinched a Seven-Star Sword, Cha Wenbin patted Heizi's butt: "Go!"

  Lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the originally dark night as if it were daytime. Zhang Wenbin held up his flashlight, but its performance was no match for a searchlight. The faint red glow looked like a will-o'-the-wisp floating in the distance, and the light it cast made little difference whether it was on or off.

  To get to his daughter's grave, he had to pass by his master's first, followed by his parents', and the one on the far right was originally reserved for himself but is now given to his daughter. Although they had already come up to pay their respects during the day, when passing through the night road, Cha Wenbin also wanted to greet his master, carefully taking out a stick of incense and lighting it with a fire starter before inserting it in front of the grave.

  This winter's wind is like a knife, and the incense burns particularly quickly. In order to make it convenient for worship, Cha Wenbin specially made an incense burner using cement. Normally, after lighting it up, he would insert it in. The two master and apprentice didn't talk much when they were alive, and even less so after death. Cha Wenbin was about to finish burning the incense and leave, but before he could turn around, a strong gust of wind blew by, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the incense sticks had fallen... all three of them had fallen.

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