The looks of everyone present became ambiguous.
Jing Cheng didn't expect that just after he said "the caster is nearby", someone came nearby, and he was a relative of Old Xu. He couldn't hide his curiosity and couldn't help but turn his head to look over.
The man was about 40 years old, tall and strong, well-dressed, with a square forehead, splayed eyebrows, wide earlobes, large nose wings, a deep philtrum, and square lips and thick mouth.
It really is... a very typical face of a simple, honest and kind person.
But Jing Cheng was more careful this time, knowing that sometimes facial features can be deceiving.
He had some calculations in mind.
…
Mr. Xu had just experienced a life-or-death situation and his mind was confused. He then realized that his chest was heavy, his heart was pounding and he was short of breath. He knew that there was something wrong with his body and he immediately believed Jing Cheng's words.
So when someone suddenly appeared nearby, his first reaction was "This person is the murderer!"
When Xu Laofu heard the visitor addressing him, his face instantly fell. He said to the visitor unkindly: "When did you come, and how long have you been here?"
...
...
Could it be that the person who wanted to harm him was his eldest son? What was the reason? Old Xu thought, could it be related to the will he made without telling them a few days ago?
Mr. Xu looked confused and said, "Dad? What's wrong with you? I came here to ask you to go home for dinner."
Mr. Xu looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
The middle-aged and elderly groups formed a circle around the place, forming a protective posture. I don't know if they were there to watch the fun or for some other reason.
"..." Mr. Xu seemed even more confused, "Doesn't your family call you home at this time every day?"
Old Wang looked at Jing Cheng who was standing calmly on the side, hesitated for a moment and said: "Xu family boy, don't blame your father for doubting you. Let me tell you this, your father suddenly fainted just now, and it was this young friend who rescued him. The young friend is a capable person. He said that your father was... what was it?"
"..." Jing Cheng had no choice but to give a hint: "It was cursed."
"Yes! It's this 'curse'!" Old Wang immediately followed up Jing Cheng's words and said, "I remember now, my friend said that the curser was nearby. Your father just woke up and you came here. This is clearly..."
At this point, Mr. Wang suddenly realized that something was wrong and got stuck.
An embarrassed look appeared on his face, and he thought to himself that it was a good thing that he reacted quickly. Just now he almost pointed at Mr. Xu's nose and cursed, "You are the one who cast the curse." After all, it was someone else's family affair, and it was not his turn to speak.
Mr. Xu understood what Mr. Wang had not said yet. He did not show any dissatisfaction with being "wrongly accused". Instead, he questioned, "Cursing? That's ridiculous."
Old Xu said angrily, "Ridiculous? I almost died just now! Don't I know what's wrong with my body? When have I fainted in all these years?"
"Then you shouldn't even believe such lies!" Mr. Xu pointed at Jing Cheng and said, "He's just a half-grown child, what can he understand?"
Jing Cheng: “…” Okay, another person questioning him.
He thought a little helplessly that people didn't believe him before because of his bad reputation, and now people disliked him because he was too young. There were always some things about him that made people dissatisfied.
The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly awkward, and the elderly groups that had gathered around to watch the fun could no longer stand.
Their families can be called "wealthy families" by the outside world. It is normal for wealthy families to fight among themselves, and each family knows it tacitly. But if it gets out to the outside world, it will be embarrassing. Old Xu is very angry now, and he will definitely lose face when he thinks about it later.
So these old people left quietly one by one.
Jing Cheng watched the argument between Old Xu and his son for a while with cold eyes. Seeing that most people had left, he wanted to leave as well.
Old Xu quarreled with his son for a long time, neither of them was willing to give in. He was so angry that he felt upset. He thought that he was really unlucky in his previous life. None of the children he had in this life were filial to him and made him worry-free. He thought it was better to turn a blind eye to them.
Seeing Jing Cheng about to leave from the corner of his eye, Old Xu became anxious and immediately shouted, "Young man, don't leave yet!"
Jing Cheng stopped and looked back at him in confusion. He thought the other party was still in the mood for an argument and must not have taken his words to heart. The other party's son might even scold him. He didn't want to stay here and make himself bored, so he prepared to go home for breakfast, but unexpectedly he was stopped by the other party before leaving.
Is there anything else?
Old Xu walked quickly to Jing Cheng, looked at him seriously, and said in a kind tone: "Good boy, I know you are capable. Let's go back to what I said just now. Can you help grandpa solve this problem?"
Jing Cheng was a little hesitant, because it was time for breakfast. He had seen the good food at the Jing family yesterday, and Jing Yue said that today's breakfast had a wide variety of dishes, including soup dumplings made with beef bone soup, barbecued pork rice rolls, and various Western pastries. If he went back too late, he wouldn't be able to eat fresh food.
Thinking of this, Jing Cheng inadvertently raised his hand and touched his stomach, which was roaring warningly... He was a little hungry now.
Old Xu's entire attention was on Jing Cheng. He knew what the kid meant as soon as he moved, and quickly said, "I've kept you busy for so long, are you hungry now? Well, let's eat first. Grandpa has a professional chef at home, and he has everything for breakfast. I'll ask him to make whatever you want, okay?"
Jing Cheng turned his head to glance at Mr. Xu. The other party did not express his opinion and there was no expression on his face.
Mr. Xu turned around and glared at his son (Mr. Xu: ...), then turned around and said to Jing Cheng with a smile: "After you finish eating, I'll find someone to take you home, how about that?"
Not very good, I still want to eat my beef bone soup dumplings, Jing Cheng thought, but said: "Then I will go and help you take a look."
He had just noticed that there was something wrong with the two people's faces. Since he had run into them, it must be fate, and he should go over to take a look.
…
The Xu family is a large family. In his early years, Mr. Xu was a daring and enterprising person. He created a huge family business. He had three sons and two daughters, all of whom inherited his personalities and were successful in their careers. Except for the fact that his wife passed away early, Mr. Xu's life can be said to be happy.
Mr. Xu just celebrated his 70th birthday earlier this year, and the youngest of his children is 30 this year. It is the Mid-Autumn Festival recently, so all of his children have come back from all over the country with their families to celebrate the reunion with Mr. Xu.
Along the way, Mr. Xu chatted with Jing Cheng about his past, and his tone was full of pride. However, Jing Cheng noticed that there was a lingering sadness in his eyes and eyebrows, and his heart moved.
"I think I have never made any major mistakes in my life. I have always been very popular in business and have never offended anyone. In my later years, I have devoted myself to public welfare." When he was almost at the door of his house, Mr. Xu finally couldn't help but sigh and said in a deep voice, "Who wants to harm me?"
Perhaps the father and son had just had a quarrel, and Mr. Xu was also very angry, so he kept walking in front with big strides, ignoring the lamentations of Mr. Xu behind him.
Your only fault is that you don't teach your children well. Jing Cheng glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him who didn't even turn his head, and thought to himself, this father just fainted without saying hello, and now he is still walking in front of him on his own, what kind of person is he.
However, Jing Cheng was afraid of offending the other party, so he kept it in his heart and didn't say it out loud.
The more Mr. Xu thought about it, the angrier he became, and he sighed repeatedly.
Jing Cheng saw that he was depressed all the way and was afraid that he might get sick, so he comforted him, "The world is unpredictable and people are treacherous. Don't doubt yourself. As long as you behave properly, God will see it. Look, you have met me, haven't you?"
At the end, Jing Cheng shamelessly put a piece of gold on his face.
Old Xu stared at him for a long while, then suddenly laughed heartily: "Hahaha, you are quite an interesting kid!"
Jing Cheng: “…” The old man’s face is just like the weather in June, changing in an instant.
Usually, only Old Man Xu lives in the Xu family villa, so the chef's cooking skills are all based on Old Man Xu's taste.
Mr. Xu is seventy years old and still in good health. He is in good spirits. One can imagine his usual menu.
I should have thought of it earlier. Jing Cheng silently looked at the table in front of him, which was a breakfast that would be disliked by monks as being "too plain" if it was sent to a temple. He lost all appetite.
However, no one in the Xu family said a word, even the children sat quietly at their seats and ate.
The adults all kept silent and no one asked why Jing Cheng suddenly appeared in their house early in the morning and had dinner with them.
The only little boy couldn't hide his curiosity on his face, and he always glanced at him secretly during meals. When his parents saw this, they twisted their arms hard. The child's face twitched in pain, but he dared not make a sound. As soon as he lowered his head, tears fell into the porridge bowl.
Jing Cheng frowned at this, but the others seemed to be used to it and no one said anything to stop him.
I could also faintly hear someone cursing in a low voice: "No rules."
Jing Cheng: “…” Who are these people?
After the meal, Jing Cheng felt very depressed.
After dinner, Jing Cheng was about to go to Mr. Xu's room. When he went there, he saw the little boy sitting on the sofa, blowing air on the place on his arm that was pinched until it turned purple.
Jing Cheng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention here, so he turned around, walked to the little boy and squatted down.
The little boy was frightened when he saw him and leaned back unconsciously.
Jing Cheng lowered his head and smiled at him.
The little boy stared at him blankly with his eyes wide open.
Jing Cheng had a very good-looking appearance, but because he was in a bad mood at the dinner table just now, he had a sullen face. Now he smiled suddenly, as if the ice and snow had melted and the spring breeze had turned into rain. All the advantages of his facial features were revealed. No wonder the little boy was stunned.
Jing Cheng quietly picked up the child's arm while he wasn't paying attention, and frowned when he saw the obvious bruise on it.
He drew a circle with his right hand on the injured part of the little boy, and chanted a spell in a low voice: "Heaven is great, earth is great, please pray for the sun to rise in the east, and for the holy water to flow here, all pain will be gone."
The little boy blinked and watched his movements carefully without saying a word.
Then Jing Cheng blew gently on the little boy's arm and said, "It hurts~"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy suddenly felt a coolness on his arms, as if they had been washed with water.
He looked down and saw that his arm, which had been bruised just now, had returned to its normal skin color without any trace of it.
The little boy touched his injured arm with his other hand in surprise, rubbing it. The red blush on his fleshy little arm caused by rubbing it quickly disappeared, and the bruise and pain just now seemed to be an illusion.
Jing Cheng watched this scene with a smile on his face.
"Are you Sun Wukong?" the little boy asked shyly, "Can you turn into a monkey?"
"..." Jing Cheng's smile froze at the corner of his mouth. Why did he imagine him as a monkey? He was a Taoist priest with a legitimate tradition, and he didn't want to have anything to do with Buddhism.
"Can you show me how to do it? I won't tell anyone."
The little boy looked at him with bright eyes, his eyes full of admiration.
Jing Cheng repeated to himself three times, "He's just a child," before he heaving a long sigh of relief.
After thinking for a while, Jing Cheng patted the little boy's head and lied with his eyes open: "I am not Sun Wukong, I am Bodhi Patriarch."
Little boy: “…”
Jing Cheng had no guilt in lying, and didn't care whether he understood or not. He just walked away after he finished speaking.
The little boy's cousin watched this scene from a distance. When Jing Cheng left, she quickly ran over and asked him curiously, "What did he just say to you?"
The little boy asked her: "Sister, do you know who Bodhi Patriarch is?"
My cousin recalled for a moment and said uncertainly, "Bodhi Patriarch? Hmm... seems to be Sun Wukong's master."
"Wow!" the little boy exclaimed with eyes wide open, "It turns out my brother is even more powerful than Sun Wukong!"
Cousin: “???”
…
Jing Cheng quietly pushed the door open, leaving only a crack, and slipped into the room like a thief.
This was something he had discussed with Old Xu before coming here, so as not to attract the attention of other members of the Xu family.
The decoration of Mr. Xu's room is in accordance with ancient style. Jing Cheng walked around the ancient screen and saw Mr. Xu sitting on a carved wooden chair. There was brewed tea on the coffee table. Steam was slowly coming out of the spout of the teapot. The room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.
Rich people really know how to enjoy life, Jing Cheng thought silently.
"Mr. Jing, please take a seat and have some tea first." Old Xu said kindly, without showing a trace of impatience.
Jing Cheng sat on the chair opposite Mr. Xu, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. The tea had a faint aroma and a long bitter taste.
I don’t know what mood Mr. Xu was in when he had breakfast with his family. Jing Cheng thought, it was probably just like the cup of tea in his hand.
Putting down the teacup, Jing Cheng said to Old Xu, "I know who cast the curse."
Old Xu looked at him calmly, but he couldn't help but clench his fingers on the armrest of the wooden chair. All the people eating at the table just now were his family members. Jing Cheng's meaning was obviously that the person who hurt him was his closest person. How could he be calm?
"But before I tell you who this person is, let me tell you another very important thing."
Jing Cheng said seriously, "There is a big problem with the Feng Shui in your home!"
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The author has something to say:
The sky is majestic, the earth is majestic, please invite the two ancestors to descend to the altar, look up to the majestic Yangyang, please watch the sun rise in the east, the holy water will arrive here, all pain will be relieved. - From "Meishan Mantra"
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