Chapter 72 A Yard Full of Coffins

...

Night falls.

Liang Jinyu lay on the bed, unconsciously recalling what Yan Xing said when he left.

"From a distance, he is a person. From a close look, he is still a person. He won't leave when you call him. He will follow you when you drag him." Liang Jinyu muttered. What does this mean?

Liang Dingfang, who was half asleep, muttered, "Sister, why do you keep repeating these words?"

"Did I disturb you? Just go to sleep, I won't say anything more."

"From a distance, he is a person. From a close look, he is still a person. He won't leave when I tell him to. He follows when I drag him. He must be a dead person," Liang Dingfang blurted out.

"Dead person?" Liang Jinyu was shocked.

Liang Dingfang closed his eyes and said vaguely: "This is just a puzzle, it's very simple."

In other words, the scary thing in the Lovers' Garden is a dead person?

*

The next day, Yan Xing's mystery was finally solved.

As Liang Dingfang said, the answer to the mystery is the dead person!

The Incense Garden was filled with corpses, or more precisely, with coffins.

The pitch-black coffins were piled from the yard to the rooms inside, white banners were inserted in the empty spaces, paper money was scattered in every corner of the yard, and the withered weeds rustled in the cold wind.

The first craftsman who entered the room was so frightened by the scene that he ran out crawling.

Fortunately, it was mid-morning, the sun was glaring, and there were many people around. Everyone prepared themselves mentally outside before going in together.

"Oh my goodness, there are so many coffins, and they are all sealed. This means there are people inside."

"I've heard that someone died in this house before, but I didn't expect it to be true. It's so scary."

The craftsmen who entered the yard couldn't help swallowing nervously, and they spoke and walked carefully, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone.

Tang Xian's face turned pale. He found Liang Jinyu and asked, "Did Mr. Yan tell me what to do with these coffins?"

If they were all placed here, no craftsman would dare to start work.

Before Liang Jinyu could answer, a man in white clothes and a scarf on his head walked in with a swagger.

It was Yan Xing.

"Yeah, you're all here." Yan Xing smiled and bowed to everyone, very familiar, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."

Liang Jinyu and Tang Xian said, "Here, the real master is here."

"I'd like to ask you to build a shed in the southeast, and then move all the coffins in the yard under the shed. As for the ones in the house, they can only squeeze into the east wing for now. After all, I want to live here too, so you have to give me a room, right?"

Yan Xing said it lightly, as if he was directing everyone to move a flower pot.

The craftsmen in the yard listened and felt a chill run down their spines in broad daylight. They looked at Yan Xing with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Liang Jinyu didn't want the craftsmen to be scared away, so he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, this Mr. Yan is actually a doctor. Those coffins are just for show. There's nothing inside. So, I'll ask Fu Shan Lou to prepare two more bottles of good wine for everyone at noon, just to give you some peace of mind."

Yan Xing looked at Liang Jinyu anxiously, and his smile deepened.

Liang Jinyu glanced at him with dissatisfaction, and still had the nerve to smile. He must reimburse the money for the wine.

When the craftsmen heard that it was fake, they were somewhat relieved, although they were skeptical. When they thought about the wine they had for lunch, they immediately became energetic.

"Let me introduce you. This is Tang Xian. If you have any problems with the courtyard, you can contact him directly." Liang Jinyu introduced.

Tang Xian nodded to Yan Xing, as calm as ever: "Our boss is often away, so it would be more convenient to find me."

"Your people?" Yan Xing pointed at Tang Xian.

"Nonsense, could it be that he is your man?"

"You're so irritable early in the morning. You must not have slept well last night. Come, come, let me take a look at you." As he spoke, Yan Xing stretched out his hand towards Liang Jinyu.

There was a "pop" sound.

Yan Xing quickly pulled his hand back, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"

"I." Liang Dingfang said coldly from the side.

Yan Xing stared at him for a few seconds, and finally remembered: "It turned out to be you, kid. You were really ruthless. Look, it's all red."

"If you dare to touch my sister again, I will chop it into pieces." Liang Dingfang warned coldly.

Yan Xing hurriedly hugged his palms, shook his head and said: "You are not normal, no wonder you refused to take me as your master that day."

"It's you, right? You were the one who taught Wang Erniu? Why are you everywhere?" Liang Jinyu asked with disgust.

Yan Xing pointed to the sky and said in a mysterious voice: "What is coming cannot be avoided. It is destined by fate and destiny!"

"It's more like a bad fate." Liang Jinyu retorted.

"It's a bad fate, but it's also a fate." Yan Xing didn't care and continued to smile.

Liang Jinyu had something to do at his residence, so he informed Tang Xian and left first.

As you walk out the door, you will see a newly paved alley that separates Luanxiangyuan from Liangzhai area.

Yan Xing looked at the tall wall and said jokingly, "You are so reserved."

Liang Jinyu ignored him and walked straight out along the alley.

Seeing that they had already reached the gate, and the "tail" was still following behind, Liang Jinyu could no longer bear it and turned around to ask, "Master Yan, is there anything else?"

Yan Xing lifted up Mi Li and smiled brightly: "We are neighbors, why don't you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

Liang Jinyu was about to refuse, but then she thought of something and smiled and said, "Okay, that's what I was thinking. Master Yan, please come in."

Yan Xing, fanning himself, leisurely entered Liang's residence, walked around the screen wall, passed through the patio, and in front of him was the main hall.

"Ask Erniu to pour us a cup of tea." Liang Jinyu turned around and said to Dingfang.

After a while, Wang Erniu came over with tea. When he saw Yan Xing in the hall, he was stunned. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to call.

"You are so silly! Hurry up and serve tea to your master." Liang Jinyu urged.

Wang Erniu lowered his head, clenched his fingers holding the tea tray tightly, and did not move for a long time.

Yan Xing chuckled: "See? Some people are not as smart as you."

This sounded really impolite, Liang Jinyu walked up and kicked Wang Erniu: "What are you doing? Do you still want to learn skills?"

After hearing this, Wang Erniu's expression instantly became firm. He knelt firmly on the floor with a "bang" and raised the tea tray above his head: "Master, have some tea!"

Yan Xing fanned himself critically: "He is not qualified enough, he is too old, and his character is bad. I can't teach him."

Wang Erniu's eyes were full of disappointment, as if he had known this would happen.

"If you lack qualifications, you can make up for it with hard work. If you are too old, you can change your teaching methods. As for your personality, you can also change it slowly." Liang Jinyu spoke in a good way.

Yan Xing still refused to agree: "I will only have one disciple in this life, and he must be a genius picked out of a million, otherwise it is impossible."

What if he's a one-in-a-million genius?

Liang Jinyu looked at Liang Dingfang, who snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Liang Jinyu had no choice but to let Wang Erniu get up first.

Who would have thought that Wang Erniu would kowtow three times in a row and said loudly: "As long as Master Yan is willing to teach me, I can accept any identity!"

Yan Xing immediately became interested: "Really? Do you agree to be my servant?"

"Yes!" Wang Erniu said without hesitation.

Liang Jinyu hurriedly stopped him: "That won't do. I promised his mother that I would take care of him. If he becomes your servant, how can I explain this to his mother in the future?"

A good son has been taken care of and turned into a slave. If Chunniang knew about this in the afterlife, she would definitely come to trouble her.

"I can make my own decisions about my own affairs." Wang Erniu was very determined.

"You can make the decision, but what about your sister? Will she be your slave?"

"Absolutely not!" Wang Erniu shouted excitedly.

Yan Xing rubbed his temples and raised his hand to interrupt: "Okay, okay, give me some face and stop arguing.

"Your name is Wang Erniu? No, this name is too rustic. From now on, your name is Wang..."

Yan Xing glanced at the couplet beside him, which read "A gentleman is always poor, so he should not worry that the will of heaven will never bless him." So he decided, "Wang You, from now on you will be called Wang You. Remember this, we are not a master and disciple. If others ask, you must not mention my name, understand?"

"I know!" Wang Erniu said immediately, raising the tea tray again.

Yan Xing slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "I am used to being alone, so I don't need a servant. I will teach you as a fate between us. How much you can learn depends on your ability."

Wang Erniu was excited but didn't know how to express it, so he kowtowed three more times.