Chapter 3 Memorial

He Chen tried his best to eat. He looked at the delicious millet porridge and steamed buns. There was no taste in his mouth. It was not that the breakfast was not good, but that his mood determined his taste. He put down his chopsticks and whispered, "Mom, I need some money."

Tang Yueru asked, "How much do you want?"

He Chen hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly, "10,000."

"How much do you use to get it by yourself? I don't need to tell you the password." Tang Yueru went back to the bedroom and took out a card and put it in front of He Chen, looking at He Chen with a smile.

"I know!" He Chen smiled. His mother's usual card password was his birth, but he had to turn it upside down.

"Hey! Honey, there seems to be something wrong with Xiaochen. He should be crying when he got up in the morning. He just asked me for 10,000 yuan. I don't know what to do. As soon as He Chen went out, Tang Yueru hurriedly called He Minghao to talk about the situation.

"Observe it first." He Minghao didn't know whether he was scared by his wife's words or was thinking about it and said it slowly.

In the evening, He Chen and two trucks went home together. Dozens of marble stele were unloaded from the truck, as well as some paper houses and clothes. Most of the styles were not seen by He Minghao and Tang Yueru, but it was very clear that these things were burned by the dead. The stone tablet should be a tombstone. The two of them stared and looked at them. The pile of things piled up in the yard looked at He Chen again, with a puzzled face. He didn't understand why He Chen bought these things well.

He Chen saw his parents and asked with a smile, "Is there a big doubt?"

Seeing that his parents nodded, He Chen said, "School is about to start. Go to worship the master. There are still some things left. You can go with me tomorrow."

Looking at He Chen walking into the two-story villa, the doubts on their faces were a little heavier, and their worries were indispensable. After a difficult night, the couple got up early and found that He Chen was already standing in the yard and looked up at the sky. They didn't know what they were thinking. The pile of things they bought last night disappeared. Yes.

"Let's go!" He Chen turned his head and smiled, and walked to his father's car Audi A6. There is no need for He Chen to say the place. They also know that they drove all the way to the Yueyin Peak not far away. He Chen's master, the unknown Taoist, was buried there. In the three years after the death of the unknown Taoist, they went to worship several times a year.

"Master, Chen'er has come to see you." Kneeling in front of a lonely grave, He Chen's voice was full of sadness. The black tombstone read the words "The tomb of the master's nameless Taoist, the disciple He Chen Jingli, March 26, 2007" three columns.

Fifteen years ago, when He Chen was five years old, he met the "unknown Taoist" who came here, so he formed a relationship between master and apprentice. The unknown Taoist also lived here. Until three years ago, the immortals went away. In this not tall and there was no rare Yueyin Peak, he spent the last 12 years of his life. The only thing that accompanied him was this There are three people in the mountain peak and He Chen's family.

He Chen and his parents don't know who the name of the nameless Taoist, as for where he comes from and how old he is, but they all know that the nameless Taoist is a strange person in the world. "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and star-like medicine" are omnipresent. He Minghao's medical skills, under the guidance of the nameless Taoist, have today's achievements, let alone He Chen, the direct disciple of the unknown Taoist priest, is He Chen. According to what the unknown Taoist priest said before his death, He Chen has learned seven or eight out of ten in his life. The only difference is the experience and heart surname. He Chen's ability to have this achievement has an inevitable relationship with him to follow the unknown Taoist to practice the "Moonchen Secret" since he was a child.

The Yuechen secret brings great benefits to He Chen. In addition to being a slightly stronger body than ordinary people, more importantly, it makes his mind smarter and smarter, analyze problems more and clearer, and his ability to perceive something is stronger and stronger, until he comes into contact with some fantasy books later. Only then did He Chen know that the "Moonchen Secret" exercised his spiritual power and developed his brain.

"The tomb of his wife Lan Ling'er, husband He Chen, August 19, 2010!" Seeing this inscription, He Minghao and Tang Yueru were even more surprised than seeing He Chen change things out of thin air. They were still wondering where the things they bought last night were all the way. Who knew that when they went up the mountain, He Chen could change what he needed out of thin air.

"Ring'er, fall in love again in the next life." A faint sentence revealed boundless love and injury. He gently touched the tombstone, just like touching his beloved person. He Chen waved his hand, and the tombstone silently sank into the hard mountain stone, and the height was exactly the same as the other only tombstone a few steps away.

"Mom and Dad, Linger likes blue flowers. I'm going to Haizhou in a few days. You should come and help me see her often."

"Okay, we will bring blue flowers." Feeling her son's sadness, Tang Yueru was already in tears. At this time, there were thousands of questions in her heart, and they couldn't ask them.

"The tomb of the daughter He Jia, father He Chen Ai Li, August 19, 2010!" Cuck! thump! Seeing this inscription, He Minghao and Tang Yueru felt dark in front of them, and there was a feeling of fainting. First, there was a daughter-in-law who had never heard of it, and now there was a granddaughter who had never met. The two of them supported each other. In each other's eyes, except for doubts, they were shocked.

"Jiajia, you are Dad's pride. Unfortunately, Dad promised you to wear a colorful glazed skirt. You can no longer dance to show it to your father. In the next life, we will be a father and daughter. You must dance to your father in a colorful glazed skirt." He couldn't help holding back the tears. He Chen sobbed softly, and the tombstone was stood on the ground again.

"Mom and Dad, Jiajia likes to eat apricots. The more sour the better." A simple order was like engraving these words in the hearts of the two of them. They nodded gently. They were speechless and couldn't help crying for fear.

The tombstones were erected on the ground one by one by one. There were no graves, only steles. Since then, the unknown Taoist is no longer alone. There are a total of 30 tombstones accompanying him, 22 individual names, and eight team tombstones with names such as "Dragon Hunting Group".

"Mom and Dad, you go back first. I'm here to accompany them." Standing the last tombstone, all the sacrifices should be burned and placed with the help of his parents. Seeing his parents' worried look, He Chen reluctantly smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and my brain is also very clear. All this may be a little strange, but it does happen to me. There are some strange things. Let's talk about it when I get back.

"Well, as long as you understand what you're doing." Not to mention Tang Yueru, even He Minghao was scared. A 20-year-old man suddenly set up a lot of tombstones, and there were wives and daughters, and some strange names. If it hadn't been for He Chen's behavior, it would have been a little normal, they would have taken He Chen to see it, and it was a psychiatric specialist.

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