My problem has improved, and my parents feel that their lives have become better. The only thing they are still a little worried about is that before leaving, Old Man Jiang said that he wanted to tell them about me.

They privately wondered what else could happen to me? They also once thought, how could Old Man Jiang be so kind to his son for no reason, giving him golden tiger paws, performing rituals, and giving him merit?

But as long as it's for my own good, my parents won't mind. To be honest, the simplicity in their hearts makes them destined not to be calculating people.

Another 7 or 8 days passed in the blink of an eye. It had been more than half a month since Old Man Jiang left. These days, the village was as peaceful as ever. Except for the occasional village meeting to convey the spirit of the above documents, there was no one.

What a big deal.

Speaking of which, this small village has never fought anyone, and no one has deliberately exposed anyone. There is any kind of martial arts fight. To the people in this village, it is like a fantasy.

The only thing that has changed among these is that my weight has grown again, and I have grown into a real fat boy weighing more than half a kilogram, almost nine kilograms.

On this day, Old Man Jiang returned to the village, with his hands behind his back, still looking around in other people's fields and staring at the older girl. The only difference was that this time, there was someone following behind him.

An old man.

This old man is wearing a dark blue Mao suit, but it is not the kind of straight, woolen Mao suit that only leaders can afford, it is the kind that ordinary people wear. In addition, he also wears a hat of the same color, which is

A hat with a brim in the front often worn by old men.

It was cold. Fortunately, the old man could bear it. Even Old Jiang wore a dirty jacket and walked in front. However, compared with Old Jiang, the old man was extremely clean from head to toe.

When the two of them walked together, they were as different as a beggar and a retired cadre. Of course, Old Man Jiang was definitely the beggar.

People in the village are familiar with Old Man Jiang. When they see the two of them walking on the village road like this, they will say hello and wonder: "Old Man Jiang, I haven't seen him for a few days. Even his beard is gone."

Shaved? Have you gone to see your relatives? Is this your relative?"

The simplicity in the village is simplicity, but simplicity does not affect their desire for gossip. You must know that life in the mountains is basically boring, and gossip about the East and West is their greatest entertainment.

Whenever this happens, Old Man Jiang will nod and say: "Well, yes, this is my nephew."

"What about the old nephew?"

"Oh, I'm senior, I'm his second uncle."

And every time like this, the old man behind him would stand up with a smile and say kindly in Shaanxi Mandarin: "Well, my second uncle is only four years old. This time, I'm so dumb (not clever), even

I can’t understand even my seniority.”

Although it is in Mandarin, the dialect words often make the person who asks the question stunned for a moment, but they can still understand a little bit, that is, this old man is Old Man Jiang's second uncle, and Old Man Jiang is confused.

I didn't understand the seniority.

In terms of image, the old man is kind and kind, and he also has a somewhat knowledgeable and reasonable temperament. How can he compare with the blind old man Jiang? Usually after such a conversation, people believe that the old man is old Jiang.

Second uncle.

Then, no matter how Old Man Jiang jumped around behind him or shouted that he was the old man's second uncle, no one listened.

This conversation happened several times, and soon word spread throughout the village that Old Man Jiang’s second uncle was here!

Under such circumstances, when Old Man Jiang stepped into our yard, he was so angry that he pouted and puffed out his cheeks. My parents were immediately stunned.

But the old man behind him was smiling, calm, and obviously a little proud.

"Master Jiang, who is this?" Knowing that Old Man Jiang had gone to find a friend for help, my father stepped forward and asked cautiously, not daring to touch Old Man Jiang. You must know that a few days ago, Jiang

The old man's display of kung fu had completely stunned my father, and he somewhat admired Old Man Jiang.

"My nephew."

"Eh four, his second uncle."

Two voices answered at the same time. Not only my father, but also my mother was stunned. What kind of complicated relationship is this? Both of them are uncle and nephew at the same time.

Now Old Man Jiang quit, jumped up and cursed: "Old bald donkey, haven't you taken advantage of me enough along the way? You have said that my family doesn't lie, so why are there such a bald donkey like you?

I want to fight with you."

Not to be outdone, the old monk opened his mouth and said: "You Baoshe, you Baoshe (don't say it), Bao knows that he is the one who got the blame first (I don't know which one lied first), said the second uncle with four foreheads

(Says he is my second uncle). Well, you are a fool (I am not a fool), why did I let you?"

Old Man Jiang is okay, at least he is speaking Sichuan dialect now, and my parents can still understand it. As soon as the old monk spoke, my parents were immediately confused. What is this? This Old Man Jiang has no integrity.

Xing'er, even his friend (from the conversation just now, my parents have already heard that they are definitely not uncles and nephews), who is also a monk, is he like this?

When the old man saw that my parents couldn't understand Shaanxi dialect, he seemed to be at a disadvantage, so he immediately spoke in pure Mandarin: "A poor monk makes careless friends, but he can't bear to see his friends fall into depravity. On the way, he made another bad habit of speaking.

In order for him to turn around in time, the poor monk gave me a little punishment because he understood that every cause and every effect has its own reward. If he wants to be my second uncle, he must try what it feels like for me to be his second uncle."

My parents couldn't laugh or cry when they heard this. This monk seemed to have a noble demeanor at first, but why did he end up involving his second uncle?

At this time, Old Man Jiang had already jumped over and shouted: "Huijue Old Bald Donkey, you are just relying on your good image, I will fight with you."

Seeing that the two old men were about to fight, how could my parents watch? They immediately tried to persuade them, and it was difficult to persuade these two old men who were very unreliable in their words and deeds.

Of course, they have always been like this, just like happy enemies. They are not really angry or really want to take action. Otherwise, my parents would never have the ability to pull them away.

The two old men stopped arguing and went into the main room angrily. As soon as they sat down, Old Man Jiang said to my mother: "I came all the way here and came straight here. I'm hungry. Let me cook."

Order some food."

My mother nodded in agreement and was still thinking about making something for them to eat. Old Man Jiang immediately added: "Don't be too troublesome. I only need wine and meat. Any kind of meat is fine. This old man

Son, get him some vegetarian food."

When the old man heard this, he immediately stretched his neck and said: "I need four eggs, I need four eggs."

Is the monk still interested in eating eggs? Not only my mother, but also my father who was busy pouring tea was stunned. Old Man Jiang sneered and said: "It's really new. When can monks eat eggs?"

"What do you know? In addition to the fact that monks in our country don't eat meat, which country's monks don't eat some meat? Do you know what 'three pure meats' are? There are also 'five pure meats',"

What does it mean to eat an egg? At the worst, recite sutras a few more times to eliminate karma." Faced with Old Man Jiang's cynicism, the old man named Huijue would never be outdone.

“Let’s clear up your reputation first!”

"What's your business? (It's none of your business)."

Seeing that the two of them were about to argue again, my dad hurriedly came to persuade me. It was really hard to face these two tough old men. If you let them make trouble, you might tear down the house.

Finally, my mother killed a chicken, pushed some bean curds, fried some vegetarian vegetables, and cooked some eggs for the two old men to eat. The two old men finally calmed down. They were probably satisfied with the food and were too lazy to eat.

I argued with the other party.

After dinner, the two old men sat in the main room drinking tea, accompanied by my parents. Old man Jiang said slowly: "Last time we collected those lonely ghosts and kept them in the soul-suppressing talisman. This time we invite these people."

The old bald donkey came here just to save these lonely ghosts."

"When it comes to the ability to save people, we Buddhists say we are second, but no one dares to say we are first." A pure Mandarin came out of the mouth of the old monk Huijue again, but with a proud look on his face.

I can't hide it at all.

"Let's get down to business, are you going to start a fight again?" Old Man Jiang scratched his neck and became angry immediately.

These two old men admire each other, but why do they have to quarrel and make each other uncomfortable when they meet? Mainly because they both want to argue with each other. The way they have learned and the sect they belong to is the most powerful and powerful.

of.

I thought the old monk would argue about something, but after hearing what Old Man Jiang said, the old monk became surprisingly quiet, chanted a Buddhist name, and stopped talking.

Old Man Jiang took a sip of tea and continued: "Saving these lonely souls and wild ghosts can be regarded as a meritorious deed by the three boys. The lonely souls and wild ghosts were saved because of him, and it can also change his future life.

Eliminate some of the calamity."

So it turned out that my parents were both touched and nervous when they heard this. What moved them was that in order to give their son a meritorious service, Old Man Jiang did not hesitate to invite eminent monks to save the souls of the dead. Because Old Man Jiang himself was so powerful, he invited

The monk must not be an ordinary monk.
Chapter completed!