Chapter 1319

Li Fangfei quickly came out to meet him.

Li Yifei is a big client. He earned 10000 yuan on this trip, and he only needed to wait for one or two days. It was like money in the sky. So of course, he had to take good care of Li Yifei. However, he did not expect Li Yifei to walk so fast. He thought it would take another hour or two to come out.

"Mr. Li, you came out very quickly. Have you been to several scenic spots?"

"Yes, I have. Maybe I don't believe in Buddhism very much, so I went faster."

"I don't know whether to believe in Buddha or not, but I know that people have to believe in themselves, even if they don't believe in themselves, and they have to go to God and worship Buddha, which is really boring."

Li Yifei, with a smile, got into the car and saw the lunch box. He said, "you eat first. We can go after we finish."

"I am Mr. Li, are you hungry? I'll buy you one

"Yes, please."

After eating a box lunch, the tour guide turned around and headed for cangzhai. Li Yifei's trip to Shaolin Temple, although there was no news from the master, also made him understand the Buddhist mantra. The Buddhist mantra and the speech master complement each other. As the old monk said, the Buddhist dharma needs to be recorded in writing, and the words need to be spoken 。

This seems to be a kind of instruction, but Li Yifei didn't realize it at this time.

The car headed for cangzhai. On the way, the tour guide made two phone calls and contacted the reception here. Li Yifei understood that cangzhai was barely counted. When the two arrived, Li Yifei was disappointed. The stockade was still a stockade. After maintenance, it became different, but there were few tourists.

Because of the road construction, cangzhai was divided into two, and the ancestral temple in the guide's mouth was moved and rebuilt.

There is not a large population in the village. It's not uncommon for everyone to see Li Yifei, and no one comes to say anything.

Li Yifei walked for a while, showing his prestige, but he didn't feel anything. I'm afraid no one can feel him, because there are ordinary people in this village. There is neither Buddha spirit nor other breath in this village.

According to legend, there are several treasures in cangzhai. One is a relic of Cangjie. It is said that it is a soft stone that created characters at that time. However, it can be written and sketched on it. However, this is something that can not be confirmed. It sounds like the memory metal of today, which can be recovered automatically. One is the iron chopping firewood, and the other is the rumor that there is a whole hidden in cangzhai It is said that a long time ago, there was a man in the Cang family who was an official in other places. He was killed by the uprising peasants and took his head. The emperor was an official in the era of Cang family. He was meritorious in protecting the country, so he gave a head made of gold. However, no one knows where it is buried. Some people say that it is buried in Maozai ancestral hall. The villagers constantly find the golden head shining in the night, and some say it is buried in the old grave. So far, no gold head has been found.

On the way to Li's flight, he saw two theft pits, and the tour guide swearing for a long time.

When he came to a family, Li Yifei saw an old man sitting at the door, about 80 years old or even older. The old man's eyes were half open and half closed, as if he had not been asleep. He leaned against the door and lit his head. When Li Yifei came over, the old man just opened his eyes, glanced at him, and then closed his eyes again.

Li Yifei wiped his nose, went to squat down and said with a smile, "excuse me, old man."

The old man opened his eyes again, looked at him, did not speak, but did not close his eyes this time.

Li Yifei said, "I'm here to find the descendants of the Cang family. Who is the descendant of the Cang family in this village?"

The old man's turbid eyes turned up and turned white. Li Yifei opened his mouth and revealed only one front tooth. He said hoarsely, "I am, why?"

Li Yifei was pleased and asked, "I am the descendant of Cangjie master. Are you old?"

But the old man immediately shook his head and said, "no, Cang family is Cang family, Cang Jie is Cang Jie." Finish saying that, also looked at Li Yifei contemptuously.

Seeing the old man's hostility, Li Yifei quickly explained: "but isn't this Cang village the hometown of Cang Jie? Old man, are you teasing me? I have no malice. I just have some special things to look for Cangjie's descendants. "

The old man took a bad breath, and a mouthful of thick phlegm almost spat on Li Yifei's feet. He patted the ground with some excitement, and called to Li Yifei: "I don't care if you are malicious or kind-hearted. I'll tell you that this is cangzhai, but there is no Cangjie and no treasure. There are only us old bones. If you want, you can take them."

This Li Yifei was shocked by the sudden outbreak of the old man. After a few seconds, Li Yifei pushed his hands forward and said, "old man, stop your anger. I really don't mean anything. I don't know anything about treasures. I just have to find Cangjie's descendants because of some things."

The old man didn't listen to Li Yifei's explanation. He picked up a handful of soil and raised it. He cursed: "get out of here."

Li Yifei just wanted to explain that he saw a half boy in the house next to him. He could look like a seventeen or eight figure. He had a shovel in his hand and ran to the two people. He stopped Li Yifei and his face was full of anger."Uncle Qi, are you ok?" The boy asked, and then he called to Li Yifei: "get out of here, cangzhai doesn't welcome you."

Li Yifei frowned. He was not afraid of a shovel boy. The key was why the old man suddenly felt so bad about himself.

In a twinkling of an eye, several people came out, including men and women, with guys in their hands. They all glared at Li Yifei. He seemed to have just bullied the old man. The old man stood up with the help of his people, looked at Li Yifei, and said, "even if it's hard work, we won't let you succeed!"

As soon as he said this, Li Yifei was even more puzzled. He still explained: "everyone, I have no malice. I just came to Cang village to visit the descendants of the Cang family. There is something important, but it doesn't matter. I'll just go. I don't have to be so angry."

A woman called out, "don't leave now, cangzhai doesn't welcome any outsiders."

Li Yifei nodded and said, "well, I'll go now, but I really don't mean anything. I'm just looking for someone. I'll leave without me. Please don't be angry

After that, Li Yifei turned his head and left. As soon as he took a few steps, he saw a child running outside. While running, he still called out: "Uncle seven, it's not good. Those people are coming again with excavators and bulldozers. A lot of cars, a lot of people. "

As soon as the child's words were spoken, the faces of the men, women, old people and children all changed.

The old man, also the seventh uncle in the crowd, bit his teeth and scolded angrily: "these damned people." After scolding, the old man grabbed a stick from a nearby child, held it in his hand, and yelled to the people in the stockade: "come with me. If they dare to fight today, we will fight with them."

"yes, fight, these damned animals!"

"Uncle Qi, you can stay at home. Let's discuss with them."

"Uncle Qi, I can protect the village. You can do it at home."

But the hostility to Li Yifei did not decrease at all. Li Yifei even felt that if he didn't leave, he would be hit with a stick by these people.

However, Li Yifei couldn't leave because of possible accidents. He had to figure out what was going on.

The seventh uncle pushed and supported his child. He took two steps forward and said to the family: "if I don't go back, I'm an old man. I'm not afraid to die. If those people dare to do something today, let me be the first to give my life for cangzhai village. In this way, when I get underground, I can face the ancestors."

When the old man finished speaking, he walked to the outside of the stockade. The clansmen immediately followed, and others ran out to call the other clansmen.

Most of the Zhuang laborers in cangzhai have gone out to work. This is a very strange place in Zhongyuan city. The land is barren and there is little rain. Even in the dry season, it doesn't rain for several months. Although the land is large, it's all desert land, and basically can't produce much food. So young people choose to go out to work.

However, in the Qing Dynasty, Cang village was an extraordinary place. Cang Sheng Mai, a member of the clan, was intelligent and studious when he was young. He was promoted in 1768 in the 33rd year of Qianlong reign of the Qing Dynasty and a Jinshi in the 36th year of the reign of Emperor Qianlong. He was granted the title of editor of the Imperial Academy. In the heyday of Kangxi and Qianlong, Cang Shengmai was appointed as the Chief School officer of the Wu Ying Dian.

In addition, Cang Zhaoxiang was appointed as the Department of history, and Cang zhaoduan, cangershuang and canger Zhuang were all Prefects. Cangen temple was appointed as the county's instruction. Canger frequency and other high-ranking people. Cang Xiaohe, former president of Capital Normal University, is also a descendant of Cang Hanlin. Because the Cang family is an official's home, very prestige. The common people of shiliba village go far away. If they say that I am from the village, they will be in awe and no one dares to deceive them. Those people who sell firewood rush to the Central Plains, no one dares to control them. The so-called "the pole on cangzhai can traverse the Central Plains" is from this point on.

It's just that now the cangzhai has declined, not to the point where no one cares about it.

Even in the name of the descendants of Cangjie, there is no improvement. People in the

stockade village ran out, regardless of the old people, the children or the women and children. They had weapons, clubs, shovel and pickaxe, and kitchen knives. What was more, they had a hunting knife with no idea when they were covered with rust. The rust on the top was a seven or eight year old child. The hunting knife was still heavy for him, but the hatred on the child's face was written on the face and Li Yi. Flying is a bit of a shock.

Li Yifei wondered what was the matter that made the people in the whole village so hateful. These people gathered together and went outside the village. However, Li Yifei was ignored. He decided to follow these people.

There are No. 50 or 60 people. They are mighty, but they have little fighting power. Most of them are old people, children, women and children. Li Yifei is the most effective one among them.

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