People are free.
During dinner, after hearing that Wei Sushen was going on a long trip, Wei Ye suddenly had the idea of locking him in the attic.
He can be adopted as a godson just by staying at home. If we let him out, who knows what kind of bloody storm will be set off.
"Where are you going?" After a long while, thousands of words condensed into three words.
"Baoan Mountain."
Wei Ye frowned: "Bao'an Mountain, famous for burning incense and worshiping Buddha?"
Wei Sushen nodded.
Wei Ye put down his chopsticks, and the atmosphere at the table suddenly became tense.
The little fat boy couldn't help but speak first, looking at Wei Sushen with doubt: "Brother, are you going to become a monk?"
It's no wonder they got the wrong idea. Wei Sushen had too many shocking job records before. He even posted the news about paying a large sum of money to have a child on his WeChat Moments. What else wouldn't he do?
The fat man leaned over like a detective and pointed at System 333. "No wonder you wanted to adopt a godson, brother. No matter what, he's not our Wei family's child."
Even he himself couldn't stand this perfunctory strategy of leaving behind a fake bloodline to become a monk.
System 333 was eating peacefully without causing trouble, and became the center of the storm.
Ever since meeting Fang Shan, Wei Sushen had seen all sorts of ups and downs, and his mood remained unaffected. He explained calmly, "I'm not becoming a monk."
Wei Ye: "Do you have to go?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "It's something very important."
Wei Ye's eyes were particularly deep at this moment. He looked at him and said, "People should learn to take a long-term view."
Wei Sushen was slightly stunned. This was the first time Wei Ye had seriously reasoned with him since he was a child.
The little fat boy understood immediately and acted as an interpreter: "Dad is telling you not to just screw your own family."
Wei Sushen: "I know what I'm doing. I definitely won't do that this time."
If they had received such a solemn promise in the past, they would have believed it without hesitation. But now——
A light sigh was heard.
Jiang Meiling finally spoke: "Don't overdo it."
Wei Sushen promised again: "It's just a trip out to try to change my luck."
He said it to such an extent that others had to believe it even if they didn't.
The next morning, when Jiang Meiling woke up, Wei Sushen, Fang Shan and System 333 had already left for a long time. The little fat man had actually gotten up early and was sitting motionless on the sofa, watching the morning news intently.
More than ten minutes later, when it was time for breakfast, the little fat boy still maintained his original posture.
Jiang Meiling called him twice but he didn't respond: "Since when have you become so obsessed with the news?"
The little fat man said seriously: "I want to hear if there is any news about Baoan Mountain."
Jiang Meiling's tone was still gentle as she looked at her silly son: "You might be disappointed."
Baoan Mountain is just a little-known tourist attraction, far from being able to be featured on the News Broadcast.
Shortly after she finished speaking, the host's professional voice came over: "On the 26th of this month, a man committed suicide by jumping off a cliff at Bao'an Mountain. Coincidentally, just this morning, another tourist committed suicide at the same location..."
The little fat boy put down the remote control and came over to eat breakfast with an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."
Jiang Meiling's expression became very subtle, and she suddenly believed what Wei Sushen said about changing his luck.
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The blue sky and white clouds, the scenery outside the window flashed by.
Wei Sushen was sitting on the train at the moment and had no idea what had happened in Baoan Mountain in the past two days.
Fang Shan looked disdainfully at System 333, who had boarded the bus with a fake ID. System 333 remained calm, saying, "This only proves my exceptional skills."
As the train entered Tianchen City, someone on the train was pushing a cart selling Buddhist beads. The carriage Fang Shan and his companions were in was packed with tourists, all attracted by the sight of the beads and naturally believing in Buddhism, so quite a few were buying.
Fang Shan saw a business opportunity and quickly said to Wei Sushen, "The host has mastered puppetry, and his carving skills are not inferior to theirs."
"We are here to worship Buddha." Wei Sushen said, "We must be sincere."
Don't always think about getting rich.
Fang Shan: "I didn't realize you were so particular."
Wei Sushen tilted his head to look out the window and did not deny it.
The reality is that he knows he can't make much from this.
Tianchen City is not large and can only be considered a second-tier city. The train station is very old, but modern people have a preference for old things.
This is also a city that is easy to like. Apart from anything else, the air quality is quite good.
Fang Shan smiled and said to Wei Sushen, "It seems we didn't choose the wrong place."
Wei Sushen nodded and also had a good impression of this city.
There is a tea stall on the roadside that also provides shaved ice as a side dish. It doesn't have anything special to offer, but the owner invited a pretty little girl from somewhere, who sang at the door while holding a pipa, attracting many passers-by to watch.
Under normal circumstances, Wei Sushen would definitely not take the initiative to go to crowded places, so when Fang Shan pulled him in, he did not refuse.
Since it is a trip, you have to observe the local customs and culture.
Fang Shan had just raised his teacup, ready to drink tea elegantly like the ancients, when the sound of conversation at the next table drifted into his ears.
"Have you heard that someone committed suicide on Baoan Mountain?"
After hearing this opening remark, Fang Shan almost lost his grip on the teacup and spilled some tea.
I subconsciously wanted to ignore it, but I couldn't help but prick up my ears to listen.
"It's been all over the place. Two people committed suicide in three days. What were these people thinking? They ran to a temple to end their lives."
"That's right. The temple is in bad luck. There are fewer pilgrims visiting these days."
The topic of conversation quickly shifted to cherishing life. Fang Shan put down his teacup and looked up at Wei Sushen, whose expression wasn't looking much better.
System 333 spoke the truth from the bottom of his heart: "You have brought disaster to this city."
Fang Shan ignored him and suddenly had the urge to turn around and go back.
Wei Sushen was also hesitant, thinking again and again: "Since I'm here..."
Fang Shan pursed his lips, thinking it might just be a coincidence: "Then let's go and take a look."
Baoan Mountain is usually crowded on weekdays and weekends, but because of the uproar over the suicide incidents in recent days, not many people go up the mountain now, and the roads are clear.
As soon as you step onto the stairs, you can see the temple built on the hillside. Although it is only a corner, it looks majestic and sacred under the cover of green trees.
Fang Shan had been to many temples, often filled with the lingering smoke of incense. One had to spend a fortune on several sticks of incense, which were quite choking when lit together. He hadn't had high hopes for this place, but after the arduous climb up, he found it much better than he'd expected.
Very quiet.
There is no worldly bustle.
There were a few tourists behind them, and seeing this, they also lowered their footsteps and voices, as if they were embarrassed to break the silence.
The initial environment is very important. Fang Shan thought about it and his smile faded a lot. He looked at the temple with hope in his eyes. Beside him, Wei Sushen's eyes also lit with hope.
However, at this moment, a low roar was heard——
"Someone jumped off a cliff!"
Fang Shan sighed heavily, rubbed his brow and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Strictly speaking, this was an attempted suicide.
When they arrived, the middle-aged man who had been rescued was sitting on the ground, crying uncontrollably. Someone was trying to comfort him, and someone had already called the police.
No matter what others said or asked, the middle-aged man just cried and didn't answer anything.
Fang Shan squeezed into the crowd and stared at him for a few seconds, then slapped him twice without saying a word.
The middle-aged man was stunned and the onlookers were also confused.
The most feared thing in this world is getting into trouble. If something happens to a person again, and he is blackmailed by someone using evidence against him, that would be really unfair.
"Are you awake?"
The middle-aged man nodded in a daze, refocused his eyes, looked at the place where he wanted to jump just now, and shuddered subconsciously.
Someone pulled out their phone to take a picture. Fang Shan looked through the crowd at the robed monk and said, "Please take him to get some water so he can calm down."
It is naturally impossible for the other party to refuse.
Fang Shan supported the middle-aged man and followed the monk in.
In fact, the middle-aged man had recovered and did not need anyone's help. However, he just felt that his arm was like being clamped by a crab, and he could only endure the pain and move forward.
"Why are you seeking death?"
The middle-aged man was stunned by the sudden question, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "If I said I don't know, would you think it's ridiculous?"
He couldn't even put it into words, he just felt sad. The root of the problem was probably the death of his son in a car accident ten years ago, which had been weighing on his mind. He had been slowly moving past it, but then he'd had dreams over the past two days in which his son cried out in agony, saying he wasn't doing well at all, that he was lonely, and that he wanted him to be there for him.
Bringing up the past would only add to the sadness, so the middle-aged man didn't elaborate.
The abbot was afraid of these suicidal people and came over to persuade them personally.
Fang Shan did not insist on staying, with a hint of gloom in his expression.
The silence in the temple had been completely broken. Fang Shanxiang didn't even go up and walked out with a gloomy face.
System 333: "Isn't this a bit too coincidental?"
This is more than just bad luck.
Fang Shan didn't know what he was thinking about, so he specifically told Wei Sushen: "Don't accept daily tasks during this period."
With System 333 present, many things were difficult to say, so Wei Sushen didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.
After going down the mountain, Fang Shan returned to his tourist state, as if the previous surprises were all illusions. He ran around and bought a lot of souvenirs.
The two of them checked into the same room that night, under the pretext of looking after each other. System 333 strongly expressed that he wanted to stay too, and they could even sleep on a stool.
As a system that fears death and loves life, observing people's expressions is fundamental. He was certain that Fang Shan had discovered something fishy. With everything unclear, it was naturally safer to follow them.
In order to stay, he went to the store downstairs to buy a lazy hot pot and brought a few bottles of beer with him.
Fang Shan's eyes widened the moment he saw the wine, and his attitude towards System 333 instantly improved a lot: "How can this be so embarrassing?"
As he spoke, he had already opened the beer cap and was dazzled by the aroma inside.
"Come on," Fang Shan took three bottles by himself and gave each of them a bottle cap: "Let's toast to our everlasting friendship!"
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