Chapter 201 Setting up a tomb

There are only these few words on the paper.

　　Ye Anyian was a little stunned for a moment, but he heard Jiang Zhu say: "Niannian, what should I do? I seem to have wrongly blamed him."

　　Ye Annian folded the letter paper again, put it back into the wooden box, and looked at Jiang Zhu.

　　Jiang Zhu: "Do you still remember what the antidote that the woodcutter sent was like?"

　　Ye Annian nodded: "It's a white pill, about the size of a thumb cap, with a faint halo on the surface."

　　"Did you know that there is a bird called the Zhen?" Jiang Zhu said. "The feathers of the Zhen bird are highly poisonous. People extract the venom from their feathers to make poison."

　　"But what no one knows is that there are actually male and female birds. The male is called Yunri, and the female is called Yinxie. Yinxie likes to eat snakes, and their feathers are highly poisonous, while the heart of the male bird's Yunri can relieve the female bird's Yin. Harmonious poison."

　　But Yunri's heart is also highly toxic. In order to make an antidote, someone must be able to wash away its own toxicity.

　　"You mean..." Ye Anian suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he thought of something.

　　Jiang Zhu breathed a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes weakly.

　　He knew that Wei Zhihuai had brought two birds with beautiful feathers from South Vietnam and they were very precious. But at that time, the relationship between him and Wei Zhihuai had already become tense, so he only heard about them and never saw them with his own eyes.

　　Therefore, Xie Xiaogong was actually poisoned intentionally.

　　However, he was poisoned by the evil and harmonious female bird, while Xie Xiaogong was poisoned by the male bird's luck.

　　The old man simply failed to develop an antidote to the poison. He just used his own inner strength to wash away the poison in Yunri's heart and gave him an antidote with his own life.

　　There is probably no antidote for poison.

　　The antidote in Wei Zhihuai's hand was only exchanged for human life.

　　"call..."

　　He pinched his eyebrows a little irritably.

　　Ye Anyian grabbed his hand and shook it, but didn't know how to comfort him.

　　After a while, Jiang Zhu got up from the couch and went to get his coat from the rack nearby.

　　Seeing Ye Anian looking at him with worry, he twitched his lips and said, "I'm fine. After living here for so many days, it's time for us to go back. There should be a lot of things to deal with in the studio."

　　After lying for a long time, his body was still a little stiff. He staggered and was supported by Ye Annian.

　　"You just woke up. If you have anything to do, you can't leave it until later." Ye Anyian was displeased.

　　"At least the old man's business needs to be taken care of."

　　Jiang Zhu put on his coat, and Ye Anyian took the belt from the rack and tied it for him.

　　Seeing Ye Anyian lowering his head to tie his belt seriously, Jiang Zhu suddenly laughed and reached out to grab his chin, forcing him to raise his head.

　　"What?" Ye Annian frowned.

　　Jiang Zhu said nothing, but leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

　　Then, he said confidently: "Don't do anything, just kiss me if you want."

　　Ye Anyian:...

Why is this person getting more and more aggressive? She clearly didn't provoke him.

　　The two of them came out of the Zen room and went to say goodbye to Abbot Chenjie.

　　In the past two days, the number of pilgrims coming to Fayuan Temple gradually increased. The monks and novice monks in the temple were very busy, and it was inconvenient for them to disturb them. Ye Anian and Jiang Zhu simply said goodbye to Abbot Chenjie.

　　"Uncle Master must have guessed what happened to the old man a long time ago." Jiang Zhu said to Chen Jie, "If Uncle Master is free, go over and burn some paper for the old man, recite sutras, and... help him reach bliss as soon as possible. "

　　"Amitabha," Chenjie recited in a low voice, "Of course, I will visit him in the future."

　　After coming out of Fayuan Temple, the four of them returned to Baihe Zhai.

　　The ancient pine tree in front of the door had been chopped down by the brother and sister of Rakshasa Hall. Now it is dead, and only a small section of the broken stone tablet remains.

　　Jiang Zhu stood at the door and sighed: "This broken brand needs to be replaced with a new one."

　　Ye Annian was blessed in his heart: "Wen Heng wrote to me some time ago, saying that his father had found a good piece of mutton-fat jade. It was quite a big piece, without any flaws, and the quality was good. He wanted to ask me to carve a jade screen. .otherwise..."

　　"I think it's okay," Jiang Zhu responded quickly, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, as cunning as a fox, "I still think carefully every year."

　　Ye Anyian was helpless and chuckled: "I'm afraid Wen Heng will feel heartbroken."

"Why is he distressed?" Jiang Zhu curled his lips, "Those two idiots don't know how to appreciate it. What's so good about a jade screen is that it might as well be placed at the entrance of our Baihe Zhai as a door sign."

　　Ye Anyian:...

　　Okay, okay, if Wen Heng hears this, he will probably be angry to death.

　　The two of them had just stepped into the gate of Baihezhai when they suddenly saw a black figure flashing out.

　　At some point, Ziyu led all the disciples from Baihezhai to line up neatly on both sides.

　　The cold and handsome woman coughed slightly, and all the disciples shouted in unison: "Welcome to the Master, Young Master!"

　　Ye Annian was startled by this fight. Jiang Zhu calmly stretched out his hand to hold him, and the two walked side by side.

　　The disciples of Baihezhai on the left and right sides greeted each other respectfully, and did not stand up until the two of them passed by.

　　Zimo and Ah Li jumped out of nowhere, following behind them like little tails. Zimo kept talking nonstop.

　　"Zhai Master, Shaojun, Sister Ziyu said that when you came back today, the canteen cooked a table of delicious dishes. They said that we would all get together in the evening and have a good meal."

　　"Okay," Jiang Zhu smiled, "It's just a good time to get to know everyone more every year."

　　In addition to the two main guardians of Baihezhai, Ziyu and Zimo, there are four other young gentlemen who teach medical skills and martial arts.

　　There are also Qiao Niang who manages the logistics and chores in the studio, and Grandma Chen who is in charge of the dining hall. They are all very important figures in Baihe Zhai.

　　Ye Anyian has met these people before, but he doesn't have much contact with them, so he is not very familiar with them.

　　He was not used to such lively scenes of everyone gathering together, but thinking that he would probably have to live here in the future, and he would have to blend in with everyone sooner or later, he nodded.

　　When the two returned to the first house, Jiang Zhu saw at a glance that the nandina in the courtyard was in bloom. The clusters of small white flowers were scattered among the green leaves, like stars in the sky.

　　However, he frowned after looking at it for a while: "It looks good, but I'm afraid it needs to be chopped off."

　　Ye Anyian was puzzled: "It's so good, why should I cut it off?"

　　"The entire Nandina plant is poisonous and can be dangerous if eaten by mistake, and it is best not to touch its sap directly with your hands."

　　Ye Anian suddenly remembered that he had picked nandina flowers before, and asked with some worry: "What if I'm poisoned?"

　　"If poisoned, people will become very excited and their pulse will become disordered. Generally it will become fast at first and then slow, followed by muscle spasms, difficulty breathing, body paralysis, and in severe cases, even coma."

　　After Jiang Zhu finished speaking, he looked at Ye Anyian suspiciously: "Did you touch it?"

　　Ye Anyian nodded honestly: "I picked flowers before and wanted to show them to you."

　　He quickly added: "But I didn't have these reactions, so I probably wasn't poisoned."

　　"Tsk," Jiang Zhu pinched his cheeks and narrowed his eyes, "It seems that we need to chop it off quickly. Let's chop it off now."

"Don't," Ye Annian looked at the vigorously growing Nandina bamboo in the yard and felt it was a pity, "I just won't touch it in the future."

　　Jiang Zhu: "Then what happens when the child is born?"

　　Ye Anyian:...

　　He had forgotten this.

　　"Then...you have been raising this for a long time. It would be a pity to chop it down."

　　"It's just a bunch of broken bamboo, just chop it down." Jiang Zhu put his arm around his shoulders, "When the yard is empty, we will rearrange it."

　　Ye Annian thought about it for a while and felt that it seemed pretty good, so he nodded: "Okay."

　　After standing in the courtyard for a while, the two of them went upstairs together.

　　Jiang Zhu looked at the familiar room and the familiar layout, and sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, no matter whether there is a gold nest or a silver nest, your own doghouse is the best."

　　Ye Anyian:...

　　There is no comparison between the Zen room in Fayuan Temple and your room.

　　After resting for a while, Jiang Zhu asked Zimo to deal with the nandina in the courtyard.

　　Then, he picked up a shovel, carried a small baggage, and took Ye Anyian to the back mountain.

　　The two strolled for a long time before stopping on a relatively gentle hillside.

　　Looking from a distance, you can see several small tombs not far away.

　　"That's it."

　　Jiang Zhu chose a location with higher ground and facing the valley, and inserted the shovel into the ground.

　　After resting for a while, he marked out a location and started digging with a shovel.

　　"I'll do it." Ye Anyian came over and wanted to take the shovel from his hand.

　　Jiang Zhu avoided his hand and said, "It's okay. It's just a tomb. Just dig a small hole."

　　"But..." Ye Anyian was still worried.

　　Jiang Zhu curled her lips and smiled: "Don't bother with your pregnancy. I've been lying down for so long, so it's just a good time to stretch my muscles."

　　Ye Anyian no longer forced himself, untied the baggage and spread it on the ground.

　　Inside the baggage was a set of Xie Xiaogong's clothes, a pack of snacks, a pack of peanuts, a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper, a stick of incense, and a jug of wine.

　　After a while, Jiang Zhu dug the hole. He put Xie Xiaogong's clothes in it, then filled it with soil and piled up a grave bag.

　　Ye Anyian arranged the snacks, peanuts and roast chicken, then opened the wine pot and handed it to Jiang Zhu.

　　Jiang Zhu poured the wine in the pot in front of the grave, lit the incense and inserted it.

　　He stood silently for a while, and then said: "You are reliable for once. Now that Nian Nian and I are doing well, we are here to see you off."

　　Ye Anian stood beside him and accompanied him quietly.

　　Jiang Zhu stood alone in front of Xie Xiaogong's grave for a long time, then picked up the baggage cloth, found a flat and clean place to spread it, and pulled Ye Anian to sit down together.

　　Seeing that his expression was calm and he was just looking into the distance, Ye Anyian sighed softly and said, "Are you... okay?"

　　Jiang Zhu was brought back from his thoughts and did not answer him, but said: "He has talked to me about life and death before."

　　"He said that he has been working alone for most of his life and finally accepted a disciple. In the future, he must let me support him until he retires."

"He said he wanted a nanmu coffin and asked me to set up a large table of tributes for him. There must be good wine and lots of paper money. Otherwise, he will still be poor when he gets down there."

　　Ye Annian listened quietly and said seriously: "Then should we prepare more tributes and burning paper..."

　　Jiang Zhu shook his head: "He was teasing me. He had just taken me in at that time, and he always liked to tease me."

　　"He always says that he likes crowds, excitement, lots of money, and all kinds of good wine. But in fact, it is true that he only likes wine."

　　"However, since he was tricked by Wei Zhihuai because of drinking, he has never drank again. The wine gourd he carries with him is filled with medicinal tea."

　　"Then you..." Ye Anyian looked at him, "Do you still blame him?"

　　Jiang Zhu didn't answer. The moment he lowered his head, his scattered hair was blown up by the mountain wind.

　　"I blamed him. But then I thought about it, even if he didn't drink and cause trouble, Wei Zhihuai must have had other ways to plot against me. I was the one targeted by Wei Zhihuai from the beginning. Maybe I caused others to suffer. "

　　Ye Anyian pursed his lips and held his hand.

　　Jiang Zhu shook his hand hard and smiled at Ye Anian: "I'm fine."

　　"The old man's favorite saying before was that you have to bear the consequences of what you have done, whether it is good or bad."

　　"Come to think of it, he has already spent the rest of his life bearing the consequences. That's enough."