Chapter 196 Follow the dust

Soon, dozens of people saluted Yang Yanzhao, and he didn't understand the words of southern Fujian, so he asked Shan Hu to speak on his behalf and inquire about the production of sea salt.

When those salt households saw Yang Yanzhao asking, they did not dare to slack off at all. They spoke quickly and took him to several simple rooms next to them.

Before he got close, he felt a heat wave coming. After approaching, there was a big pot in the room. Although there was no fire at this moment, the heat had not dissipated, and there were some burning people. No wonder these salt households had to wear their upper bodies.

The old man said a few words in a low voice. Several strong men behind him took off their shirts and hurried forward to make a fire skillfully. After the iron pot sizzled, the other two carried the seawater in the wooden barrel and poured it into the iron pot. After a while, they saw the water boiling in the pot.

At this time, all the salt households were full of nervous faces. Just as Yang Yanzhao didn't know why, the old man beside him suddenly shouted in a low voice. Someone had already sprinkled white things into the pot with the urn in his arms.

The white fog suddenly rose all over the house. After the fog fell, the salt in the iron pot was also produced. Looking at the salt household who was sweating and smiling, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help frowning slightly.

This seawater boiled salt is laborious, and more importantly, the output is extremely small, and if the salt is carefully looked at, there are some variegated colors in the white, which is obviously coarse salt.

In my impression, isn't this sea salt from the sun?

But after Yang Yanzhao asked this idea, Shan Hu was stunned for a moment, and then asked those salt households, and the answer he got was unknowing.

A little puzzled, he turned to look at Guo Huai, who also shook his head. It seemed that he went back and asked Xu Shaoyang and Feng Chenzi. Maybe they could know.

The way to make money was in front of him. Naturally, Yang Yanzhao would not let him go, so he let Shan Hu encourage those salt households, and then hurriedly rode away.

Back to the house, he was about to find Xu Shaoyang to ask, but he heard an exclamation, which seemed to be the voice of Luo's daughter. Yang Yanzhao, who was thinking about drying salt, was shocked and immediately pulled his legs and went to the wing of the east courtyard.

By the time he rushed away, there were already several people. In the crowd, there was a dagger in Zhu Rong's chest. Blood overflowed and his clothes had already been dyed red.

Opposite him, Aunt Hua's face was still a little pale. Obviously, the injury had not yet healed, but this did not affect the hatred that was about to erupt in her eyes.

"A Grandpa!"

He was worried and wanted to come forward, but he was shouted back by Zhu Rong. When he was helpless, he happened to see Yang Yanzhao and Guo Huai rushing. He hurried forward and begged, "Master, uncle, save my grandfather quickly!"

Without saying anything, Guo Huai flashed to one side, which cut off Hua Gu's retreat, while Yang Yanzhao walked to Zhu Rong, "Zhu Elder, you..."

"Lord Yang, Mr. Guo, please don't interfere in this matter."

Reaching out his hand to stop Guo Huai and Yang Yanzhao, he did not seal the acupuncture point or operate the real spirit, but Zhu Rong's face did not change. He looked at the flower aunt and said regretfully, "I'm sorry for Cui'er..."

"You don't have the right to call her like that!"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the latter. Her voice was hoarse and full of anger. "In those years, if you hadn't abandoned it, she could have washed her face with tears all day long! For the ridiculous position of the patriarch of Zhujiazhai, those vows that have been said have been wiped out. Do you know how long she has been waiting for you until she died, and she is still talking about it, but you have never appeared after all!"

"My mother can give up the whole flower school for you, and you can't even let go of hundreds of Zhujiazhai. Now, what right do you have to call her baby name like this!"

Like a catharsis, Hua Gu roared loudly. Because she was too excited, her pale face was more flushed, and her thin body became trembling.

"Is she my aunt?"

Zhu Li said in surprise, but also expressed the doubts in the hearts of many people, and Zhu Rong was obviously extremely shocked. The hands covering the dagger on his chest trembled.

"You... are Cui'er's flesh and blood? No wonder it's similar to Cui'er.

"Hit!" Aunt Hua's eyes were full of resentment, "How much has my mother suffered for you? Even if you die, you can't repay it!"

Hearing this, Zhu Rong sighed deeply, and there were some tears flashing in the tiger's eyes. "You're right. The most sorry thing in my life is Cui'er."

With that, he pulled out the dagger with pain, and the blood dripped down. Zhu Rong handed the dagger up. "Over the years, I have looked for Cui'er dozens of times, but I always refuse to see it. When the night is quiet, I can only hope to relieve the pain of missing.

Son, you should hold a grudge. Today, you killed me with your own hands, which is also a resentment in my chest, and I can also reunite with Cui'er, otherwise she will be too cold to be alone.

Hua Gu took the dagger in front of her body, and the murder suddenly appeared in her eyes, "Do you think I don't dare!"

The dagger stabbed forward and drank back the Zhu Li who wanted to go forward. Zhu Rong slowly closed his eyes. It seemed that death was a kind of relief for him.

"Girl, the deceased has passed away, why do you insist on it?"

A white shirt floated by, but Xu Shaoyang appeared out of thin air and grabbed the dagger with his hand. "The crow has a backfeeding, and the sheep has a kneeling breast. What is the right and wrong and resentment of the previous generation? I wish the old senior is also your father. How can you face each other like this?"

"Those who block me, die!"

Hua Gu's face showed a ferocious color. She pulled out the dagger from Xu Shaoyang's hand and stabbed it straight into his chest.

There was no unimaginable true qi to stop it. The dagger was inserted into the body, and the blood overflowed. Yang Yanzhao and others beside him suddenly changed their faces, but Xu Shaoyang still looked calm. He shook his head at them and continued to say to Hua Gu, "It's better to forget yesterday, not to welcome it, and not to hide. In this way, Fang Only then can you be born again.

Girl, since the old man has regret in his heart, why don't you give him a chance? People will always make mistakes. If he only sticks to the mistakes he has made, how can he see the heart of repentance and pain?

In Xu Shaoyang's soft voice, Hua Gu lowered her head and said nothing. At this time, a Buddha thought, "Amitabha Buddha, no appearance, no arrogance, what Xu Xiaodao friend said is very true, female benefactor, let it go, there is a hatred in the heart, and you can't see anything outside your heart after all."

When the words fell, the low sound of chanting the scriptures came to mind, pouring out with the pure breath of Buddha Prajna, like a stream in a deep mountain, gurgling and stirring people's hearts. Even if Yang Yanzhao's heart is tenacious, he can't help but be moved by it, and actually has the impulse to accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lantern.

Hold your heart and be stunned.

"Dangdang!"

It was the sound of the dagger falling to the ground. Hua Gu's face was a little dull, and she actually followed the Buddhist scriptures in her mouth. For a long time, she knelt down in the direction of the Buddha's voice.

"Thank you for your advice. The people are willing to convert to my Buddha, keep a lotus lamp, and recite the Compassion Sutra."

The sound of the Buddha stopped, and the voice of Shikong came illusory. "Female benefactor, although you have tasted the coldness and warmth of the world, your heart is still in the world. After the dust is gone, the old man will come to turn the female benefactor."

"Thank you, Master."

Hua Gu said respectfully, and then got up and staggered to the room. Zhu Li rushed forward to hold Zhu Rong, while Guo Huai flashed to Xu Shaoyang's side.

Luo's daughter and Lin Mo Niang came to help stop the bleeding and helped them leave. Zhu Rong did not want to leave. He sat straight on the stone steps in front of the house. Zhu Li, whose eyes were full of anxiety, was about to open his mouth, but was pulled by Yang Yanzhao.

"Let the senior Zhu stay here."

Seeing the unprecedented loneliness on Grandpa's face, Zhu Li did not dare to come forward again. He had to listen to Yang Yanzhao's words, but then he went out of the magistrate's office and went straight to Zhujiazhai, thinking that he wanted to tell Yu Zhuyan what had happened.

"Master, you are selfish."

Next to the stone table in front of the house, Feng Chenzi spoke softly. Hearing the words, Shi Kong said a Buddha's name, and then sighed, "Taoist friends laughed. Although Lao Tu has been chanting Buddha for more than a hundred years, the deeper he entered the world, the more difficult it is to be born.

From Jia's matter, if Lao Na could take action earlier, maybe there would be another person who had a thorough epiphany in Buddhism, so when he saw this flower aunt's stubbornness to the past, Lao Na couldn't sit still, but I just hoped not to go against God's will.

"The master said that people are vulgar, born in the dust and raised in the dust. How can they get out of the dust?"

Hearing the words, Shikong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Amitabha, a Taoist friend is a wonderful person. As far as Lao Nang knows, Taoism also advocates Yuhua to ascend to immortals, and ignores vulgar things. How can he be in this world?"

Feng Chenzi got up and waved his sleeves, "Don't pay attention to vulgar things? The person who only cultivates the mountain, even if he gets the way, where does the way come from? I am a person of wind and dust, but it's better to go with the joys and sorrows of the world in the vastness of thousands of people. Isn't it a pleasure?

After saying that, he left indifferently. Behind him, Shi Kong slowly closed his eyes and said, "Let the dust go with fate, and you will be enlightened."